Warrior’s Promise

102. Chapter 102 I am not satisfied!

    Su Mo couldn't help but tremble.

    In the pores of his skin, the blood mist exploded, and immediately a stream of blood flowed down from the pores. It seemed to be a bloody person in the blink of an eye.

    Su Mo's teeth bite the chuckle and sighed for a moment. He sighed and opened his eyes helplessly.

    He failed!

    "The fifth condensed condensate is so terrifying that with my fleshly body strength, I can't help it!"

    Su Mo frowned and whispered to himself.

    Su Mo has a strong heart and pain. He can bear it and can persist. But he knows that with his current fleshly body strength, if the fifth sway is forcibly condensed, the fleshly body must collapse.

    With Su Mo's current strength, once the fleshly body collapses, it means death.

    Although the nine-swirl secret method can burst out of nine times after it is fully refined, it is impossible for the average person to completely refine it. It is quite difficult to condense three or four spiritual swirls.

    "Don't worry, at the speed of my fleshly body's ascent, Spiritual Martial, the nine whirlpools will surely be all made."

    After thinking about it, Su Mo is relieved. His current strength is far beyond that of the same-order Martial Artist. As long as the strength is steadily improved, it is not a matter of time to gather nine spirits.

    Taking a deep breath, Su Mo threw away the distracting thoughts, and then the blood on his body was cleaned, and a clean moon-white robe was changed.

    Su Mo then took a healing medicinal pill and recovered his injuries.

    He stopped the condensed spirit in time, so the injury was not heavy.

    "Bang!"

    At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and footsteps were heard.

    "Li Feng, are they back?"

    Su Mo smiled and walked out of the room.

    "You are going back so soon…"

    Out of the door, Su Mo was about to speak, but the words were not finished, and his face suddenly stagnate, and his voice stopped.

    I saw the entrance of the hospital, Li Feng, Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu walked in vain, stumbling and coming in.

    The three faces were pale and bloody, and they were all hurt.

    In particular, Niu Xiaohu, the most seriously injured, is still coughing up blood in his mouth.

    "You are what is going on?"

    Su Mo hurried forward, gloomy complexion, asked.

    “Su Mo Senior Brother, we…Cough Cough

    Niu Xiaohu saw Su Mo, just want to speak, and could not help but cough up.

    "Li Feng, you are, what is going on?"

    Su Mo turned to look at Li Feng.

    “Su Mo, we have a conflict with Fierce Yang Sect's discipline and they were injured!”

    Li Feng looked like a blue-green, biting his teeth and said.

    "Fierce Yang Sect disciple ? How can you conflict with them? ”

    Su Mo asked, frowning.

    Li Feng is silent, with a shy color.

    “Senior Brother, this is the case. We went to Martial Arts Field in City Lord's House. There are a lot of four Great Sect's disciplines in the discussion, so I watched it.”

    Zhou Xin said solemnly: "Which know Fierce Yang Sect disciple, and insulted me Rising Wind Island disciple, Li Feng couldn't see it, then went to the theory, and we ended up conflicting with them. They are crowded, we are not opponents at all. !"

    “How did they insult our Rising Wind Island disciple?”

    Su Mo smashed through the suffocating air and asked coldly.

    'I had a dream!Our Rising Wind Island This time, we came to Guancheng's discipline, which is garbage and waste. There is no one who can use it! ”

    Zhou Xin said indignantly.

    "How many people do they have? What is the cultivation base? ”

    Su Mo's face is indifferent, and there is anger in the sly.

    “They have more than a dozen people, most of them are Spiritual Martial Second Layer masters, and there are several Spiritual Martial Third Layer masters.”

    Zhou Xin said.

    "Go, take me over!"

    Su Mo nodded and said.

    "Su Senior Brother…"

    The three people were shocked and heard that Zhou Xin and Niu Xiaohu were silent.

    Li Feng sighed and immediately shook his head and said: "Su Mo, we still forget about it! Although you are strong, but the other people are crowded, and this Fierce Yang Sect has a lot of disciplines, there must be some Spiritual Martial Fourth Layer, and even the Powerhouse of the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer, if you are for us, with them Enemy, it is too dangerous! ”

    "Li Feng, I will treat you as brothers. Since the brothers are being bullied, can I sit back and ignore them?"

    Su Mo looked at Li Feng and waved his hand. He said indifferently: "I will help you find the way back, rest assured! With these any cat and dog, I still can't hurt me. ”

    "let's go!"

    Su Mo greeted him and took the lead.

    Li Feng's three faces are complex, and Su Mo is very impressed by the fact that they are competing with a large number of Fierce Yang Sect disciple.

    Immediately, the three hurried out and took Su Mo to Martial Arts Field at City Lord.

    The Martial Arts Field at City Lord is a huge place, and the City Lord is a place where you can train your troops. It covers a hundred square feet.

    At this time, on the Martial Arts Field, two people were fighting, surrounded by seven or eighty people, and the atmosphere was very warm.

    The two men in the battle were a Huang Yi youth and a gray-shirt youth. Their cultivation base was not weak, and they all reached the Spiritual Martial Second Layer peak.

    Hey! !

    The palm of the hand whistling, the fist shadow flew, and the two kept colliding.

    After the two men fought a dozen strokes, the Huang Yi youth gradually gained the upper hand and gradually suppressed the gray youth.

    The young people of Huangyi took the opportunity to attack, and finally after a few moves, they slammed into the gray-shirt youth.

    boom!

    The gray-clothed boy was smashed by a palm, and the blood was squirting and fell to the ground.

    "This horse jump is amazing!"

    "Yeah." He has beaten eight Rising Wind Island disciple in succession! It’s really hard to beat the enemy! ”

    "Rise Wind Island's discipline is too wasteful! A few disciplines with the same cultivation base of Ma Yue are not the opponents of Ma Yue! ”

“……”

    There are a lot of discussions on the crowds of the Great Sect.

    Huang Yi’s youth Ma Yue heard the praises of the people. The face flashed brightly, and the eyes swept to everyone around him. Domineering: “Which Rising Wind Island disciple is not satisfied? Dissatisfied, although I came up, I beat him convinced! ”

    No one is playing again, and there are more than a dozen Rising Wind Island disciple around, all silent.

    Ma Yue saw Rising Wind Island no one dared to fight, suddenly sneered, sneer: "haha! Your Rising Wind Island is really rubbish, not only the garbage, but also the garbage. I really don't know how Rising Wind Island will be a horror! ”

    Ma Yue is arrogant, arrogant and full of contempt for Rising Wind Island.

    More than a dozen Rising Wind Island disciple heard the words, all of them turned red and felt the pain in their faces.

    Ma Yue is playing face, red/naked/naked playing Rising Wind Island's face, playing Rising Wind Island disciple's face.

    However, these dozens of Rising Wind Island disciples are dare to say that their cultivation base is not high, and the highest is the Spiritual Martial Second Layer peak realm.

    With their strength, there is no reason why Ma Yue.

    "I don't accept…!"

    Just then, an indifferent voice slammed from a distance.