Warrior’s Promise

112. Chapter 112 One Boxing Retreat

    On the wall.

    Su Mo looked at Luo Qianfan, and asked: "You are not playing?"

    Su Mo knows that Luo Qianfan is also a Spiritual Martial Third Layer cultivation base, so I have this question.

    Luo Qianfan heard the words, gently shook his head and sighed: "I don't have to be his opponent, I still need you to take action!"

    Luo Qian is quite confident about Su Mo.

    Su Mo nodded and smiled. "I won't let you down, and I won't let the Sky Moon Country tens of thousands of people disappoint!"

    After all, Su Mo stepped up and stepped out, and then plunged outside the city and walked slowly to the left.

    On the wall, Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu, a few people, saw Su Mo playing, and they were so excited.

    They can't understand the strength of Su Mo anymore.

    Even if Xuanjizong Zuoqiu’s strength is stronger, he will hate Su Mo Senior Brother.

    They are very clear that the power of Su Mo can no longer be measured by the cultivation base!

    Su Mo stepped down the wall and walked to the left in a step by step.

    He seems to be walking slowly, but it is a dozen meters in one step. Every step of it leaves a residual image, which appears in the eyes of Zuo Qiu in the blink of an eye.

    Yuan Zhan, who is preparing to order the war, saw a Rising Wind Island disciple suddenly coming on, and could not help but glance.

    Immediately, Yuan Zhan could not help but frown slightly. Is this child very confident? Still can't see the situation?

    Didn't he see the strength of Zuo Qiu? I still dare to play now!

    To see the face of Su Mo, Yuan Zhan couldn't help but feel a move.

    This three-day conflict with Fierce Yang Sect disciple at Martial Arts Field, with the Spiritual Martial Third Layer cultivation base, actually took a punch from the Spiritual Martial Foundation Layer Martial Artist.

    It can be seen that this sub strength is absolutely extraordinary.

    Yuan Zhan’s high-armed arm was put down again, and he looked at the field tightly.

    Although he does not think that Su Mo can beat Zuo Qiu, he believes that Su Mo has hope to compete with Zuo Qiu.

    The rest of the four Great Sect, seeing the Su Mo, is a glimpse.

    Immediately, many people were shocked and interested.

    They have all seen Su Mo take action, they can take a shot from Shilong and they are absolutely powerful.

    The Iron Forest camp, a large group of mysterious disciples, is also watching Battlefield.

    “Hehhuh” Another one is not afraid of death! ”

    Seeing Su Mo playing, Wang Chuhe played with a smile.

    “With the strength of the left Senior Brother, it’s not how much to kill!”

    Liangchuan smiled and said: "But after killing this person, I am afraid that no one will dare to play anymore!"

    "Yeah." The strength of the left Senior Brother is stronger than that of them. They are not fools, and they can naturally see it. ”

    A group of mysterious disciples have a relaxed atmosphere and casual chat.

    In the field, Su Mo came to the left of the autumn, standing ten steps away from each other.

    "Your movement technique is good!"

    Zuo Qiu casually looked at Su Mo and smiled.

    "Your strength is OK!"

    Su Mo nodded and returned the same sentence.

    "Oh?"

    Zuo Qiu’s eyes were chosen, revealing a touch of unexpected color.

    His strength is in the eyes of the other party, just 'can you'?

    The other party is so confident?

    “Hehhuh” Interesting, really fun! ”

    Zuo Qiu chuckled and squinted at the long sword behind Su Mo and said, “Let me see how your strength is, you can sword it!”

    "That depends on you, not qualified for my sword!"

    Su Mo shook his head and said calmly, as if he did not put Zuo Qiu in his eyes.

    Tie Linguo camp, a large group of mysterious disciples heard Su Mo's words, the face is a bit sluggish.

    Immediately, everyone burst into laughter.

    One by one looks like an idiot-like expression, looking at Su Mo.

    "I didn't get it wrong! This fellow actually said that the left Senior Brother did not qualify him for the sword! ”

    "haha! This person is fun! More crazy than me! ”

    “Hehhuh” He can only swear by his tongue and angered the left Senior Brother, who will die so badly! ”

    A group of mysterious disciples shook their heads and felt very funny.

    In the field, I heard Su Mo’s words, and the smile on Zuo Qiu’s face converges.

    good ! For a long time no one dared to arrogate in front of me, you are the first! ”

    The left autumn color sank, and said indifferent.

    Since he entered the Martial Dao, he has been called a genius since he entered the country. It is a great sight to go there.

    Today, he was despised by a Martial Artist of the same rank.

    The person who is so arrogant, he is still the first to meet.

    Zuo Qiu was not angry, he only felt very ridiculous.

    "Since you are so arrogant, then today, I will break your confidence and smash your self-esteem!"

    Zuo Qiuyin smiled coldly, and then the palms were lifted up, and the blue light was lingering.

    The left autumn blue palm, the power is absolutely extinct, crushed to Su Mo.

    "Is this strength? If you don't come up with all the strengths, then even the qualifications that make me serious are not! ”

    Su Mo spoke again and his tone was mad.

    Xuanjizong's discipline can be mad, can he also be mad?

    As long as there is a mad strength.

    Seeing the other side of the palm of the hand, Su Mo raised a fist and punched the dragon.

    The iron fist force Yu Wanzhen, thick as a mountain, directly banged on the palm of the left autumn blue lingering.

    "Hong!"

    The fists of the fists hit each other and a loud explosion came out.

    Immediately, everyone has widened their eyes.

    Because, Zuo Qiu was shot by Su Mo, hehe! It took more than 20 steps to stop the figure.

    Zuo Qiu, since the beginning of the game, has been a bleak wind.

    The attack by Xing Feng could not even make him move half a point.

    Now it is actually a boxing retreat.

    "Alright!" Su Mo Senior Brother is mighty! ”

    On the wall, Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu drank.

    In front of the Tianyue army, Yuan Zhan saw this scene, and he couldn’t help but smile.

    It seems that there are still super geniuses in the four Great Sects.

    This Rising Wind Island disciple is absolutely powerful and has a hope of victory.

    "That's impossible!"

    "How can the left Senior Brother be knocked back!"

    "Left Junior Brother is definitely not serious!"

“……”

    In the Tielin army, there are more than two hundred mysterious disciple disciples. When they saw that Zuo Qiu was repulsed, they could not believe it.

    Zoliu, one of the eight geniuses of the outer sect, the Grade Rank 9 Martial Spirit, the Xuan pole zong Inner Sect nine elder direct disciple.

    There are too many halos over Zuo Qiu.

    His talent, strength and status are far from comparable to the previous Liangchuan and Wangchuhe.

    It can be said that in the entire Xuanji sect, in the same-order discipline, there may be several people who can resist the left-wing, but no one can defeat Zuo Qiu.

    And now, Zuo Qiu is actually a disciple of Sky Moon Country, a boxing retreat!

    This makes them not surprised.

    In the field, Zuo Qiu stopped the figure, looked up at Su Mo, and flashed a sharp edge.

    "Alright!" Very good

    The color of the left autumn face disappeared, replaced by a touch of dignity.

    "In the same order, no one has been able to use my full strength for a long time."

    In the eyes of Zuo Qiu, suddenly rushed into the intent: "You are qualified to see my strongest strength."

    Hey!

    After all, Zuo Qiu pulled out the Treasure Sword at the waist and stormed into Su Mo.

    "The strongest combat power?"

    Su Mo chuckled and said: "Unfortunately! You are not qualified, and I have seen my strongest strength! ”