Warrior’s Promise

111. Chapter 111 Su Mo debut

    Xuanjizong, the handsome disciple, with a blue shirt and a Treasure Sword, with his hands on his back, walked slowly into the field.

    Looking around the Sky Moon Country camp, this person looks old and has no waves, and has a faint opening.

    "Xuanjizong, Zuo Qiu! Spiritual Martial Situation Third Layer! ”

    This person did not introduce too much, only a simple sentence.

    After that, Xuanjizong Zuoqiu stood in the air and waited for Sky Moon Country Martial Artist to play.

    On the wall, Su Mo stared at Zuo Qiu, and there was a fine man in the middle.

    This person is not simple!

    Zuo Qiu, although there is no such arrogance and hegemony from Liangchuan, there is no such contempt and disdain for Wang Chuhe.

    However, the calm face of this person, and the indifferent eyes, all show that this person has invincible confidence.

    That is a kind of pride in the bones!

    Su Mo silently smiles, Spiritual Martial, Third Layer realm, I can finally play!

    “Hehhuh” My Rising Wind Island should also play! ”

    At this time, there was a chuckle from not far away.

    Su Mo turned to look at one of the Rising Wind Island disciples.

    This person and Yuxiong stand together, and there are seven or eight Rising Wind Island disciple gatherings around them. They should all be Rising Wind Island Outer Sect.

    This person has a Spiritual Martial Third Layer peak cultivation base, a rough face, aura thick, and a long spear.

    "Xing Senior Brother, you will be able to win this battle! Yang I Rising Wind Island reputation! ”

    Yu Xiong and others decided to say.

    "haha!"

    The man laughed and the figure flashed, and he plunged down the wall and rushed to Battlefield.

    This person came to the field and stood in front of Zuo Qiu.

    “Rising Wind Island Xing Feng, teach you the best!”

    Xianfong confidently smile, the whole body aura surging, set off a wave of blast.

    Xianfong quite confident, his strength, in the war league nearly hundreds of spiritual Martial third Layer disciple, are the existence of leading.

    He thinks that he is in the same rank. Although he can't be invincible, there are not many people who can defeat him.

    Among the same people, those who can kill him, it is estimated that there are very few Rising Wind Island.

    "Your strength is very good!"

    Zuo Qiu took a look at Xing Feng, and his mouth twitched with a smile, still carrying his hands, as if an elder would praise the younger generation.

    ‘Hum! Great style! ”

    Xing Feng saw the other party's party and sneered.

    "You take action!"

    Zuo Qiu shook his head slightly and said indifferently.

    "Take it!"

    Xing Feng shouted, piercing a spear and piercing the void.

    "Bang!"

    The left autumn no change, no sword, palm flip, a palm will open the other's long spear.

    "DEATH!"

    Xing Feng violently drunk, long spear yellow light flow, heavy spear shadows, breaking the air to kill.

    Boom!

    Xing Feng is attacking wildly, and the Vietnam War is more and more brave.

    Soon, Xing Feng madly attacked more than 20 strokes.

    However, Xing Feng’s face changed, and even cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

    He attacked more than 20 strokes, and the other side actually did not have a sword at the waist.

    The other party couldn't even move half a point in the footsteps, and the wind and light clouds resolved all his attacks.

    This shocked him!

    What is the strength of this person?

    Roar!

    Xing Feng released his own Martial Spirit, a first-born rhinoceros Demon Beast, and reached the rank of Human Grade Rank 7.

    The Martial Spirit was released and Xing Feng’s offensive was even stronger.

    "Played with you more than twenty strokes, it should be over!"

    At this time, Zuo Qiu suddenly said something.

    The next moment, Zuo Qiu's palm suddenly increased sharply, and a palm shot flew Xing Feng's long spear.

    Immediately, a blue palm print broke through the air and flashed on Xing Feng's chest.

    "Hong!"

    Xing Feng was bombarded and the entire chest was completely sunken.

    boom!

    Xing Feng’s heavy shackles were hundreds of meters away, and seven holes spurted blood. After a few convulsions, there was no interest.

    Killing Xing Feng, Zuo Qiu once again carried his hands and looked around the entire Sky Moon Country camp.

    Zuo Qiu did not speak, quietly waiting for someone to fight.

    A gentleman who gave me the opportunity to rise slowly from him.

    "Xing Senior Brother…"

    "Xing Junior Brother…"

    The people of the War Alliance were shocked, and Xing Feng, who had a strong battle, was defeated!

    Sky Moon Country countless people are silent again.

    Sure enough, the people of the Xuanjizong battle, each one is a super genius, no one is a weak.

    Yuan Zhan stared at Zuo Qiu tightly, his face kept twitching.

    The third round of fighting, is it the same defeat?

    Xuanjizong discipline is more powerful than one. Although Zuoqiu’s performance is not very impressive, how can he not see it, this person estimates that even half of the strength is useless!

    Yuan Zhan brows and wrinkles up, and so on, the Xuanjizang discipline First Level First Level sweeps, and the morale is completely absent.

    Yuan Zhan secretly decided that if this time his own party was defeated, he would fight with the Iron Forest Legion.

    Can't go on any longer, the longer the time drags on, the worse it is for one's own side.

    Yuan Zhan sighed, not knowing who has the strength to compete with him!

    Yuan Zhan gaze, looking at the Heavenly Sword door discipline direction.

    Many of the rest have also looked at the Heavenly Sword door discipline.

    Maybe only the Heavenly Sword door discipline, is there a hope for a comeback?

    Su Mo shook his head. It seems that if he does not play, the Tianyue party is no one is the opponent of Zuo Qiu, and it is estimated that he will be swept by the other side.

    Su Mo just wanted to play, but someone took a step ahead.

    It is a Heavenly Sword door discipline.

    This person faced the ardent eyes of countless people, biting his teeth and resolutely set foot on Battlefield.

    Su Mo did not compete with each other and stopped the figure.

    Heavenly Sword Door Disciple Strength is not weak, since this person dares to play, I must have some grasp.

    The Heavenly Sword door discipline, which was played this time, is a thin young man.

    The youth looks extremely dignified. Although he resolutely played, he did not have much control in his heart.

    He has made up his mind, and if he is not, he will return immediately.

    When the Heavenly Sword youth came into play, he released his own Martial Spirit.

    His Martial Spirit ranks up to Human Grade Rank 8.

    "DEATH!"

    Young people did not say much, and when they played, they launched a stormy attack on Zuo Qiu.

    This person's weapon is a soft sword, attacking and stunned, making it impossible to prevent.

    His strength is above Xing Feng.

    In the face of this Heavenly Sword door discipline sharp attack, Zuo Qiu is not anxious or slow, both palms come out, all attacks are shattered, no attack can approach him.

    After a dozen strokes, the Heavenly Sword discriminant completely saw the gap between the two.

    He did not hesitate, the figure rushed back and he was going to return.

    "To fight with me, without my permission, no one is eligible to escape!"

    At this time, Zuo Qiu’s arrogant voice sounded.

    The next moment, Zuo Qiu figure, like electricity, caught up with the Heavenly Sword door discipline in the blink of an eye.

    Shua!

    A white light flashed.

    Hey!

    The sound of the Treasure Sword squirted, and Zuo Qiu shot a sword, did not see the result, turned and returned to the original place.

    On the ground, there is a corpse with a double eye.

    A sword, this Heavenly Sword door discipline is tragic!

    "Heavens! So fast sword! ”

    "It's too strong. This person is so powerful without a sword. If it is a sword, who can stop it?"

    Eh! Completely defeated! We have hundreds of four Great Sect disciple, but no one really can compete with the mysterious disciples! ”

    "The gap is too big!"

    "Xuanjizong has been prepared, all super geniuses are playing, and we have no super genius to come to Guanwucheng!"

    The four Great Sect's disciplines are so dark.

    Everyone is a fighting intent downturn, not a level of battle at all! How is it still going?

    Tens of thousands of troops in the sky are also low morale. They have been swept away, and no one can afford a fighting intent.

    Yuan Zhan took a deep breath and his palm slowly lifted up.

    Can't be compared!

    If you continue to compare, not only will the shame be deeper, but your morale will be even more depressed.

    Just in the case of Yuan Zhan, he ordered the ringing of the drums and the military powers.

    In the Rising Wind Island disciple, a young figure stepped out.