Warrior’s Promise

120. Chapter 120, the bloody battle

    "DEATH!"

    The mysterious young man of Xuanjizong screamed and took a sudden action.

    "King Kong bursts fist!"

    Although this mysterious disciple is thin, the cultivation method is extremely fierce and overbearing.

    With a punch, the iron fists are as thick as a mountain, and there is a momentum that shatters everything.

    Shua!

    Su Mo figure flashed, leaving a residual image, and instantly escaped the attack of the other side.

    The next moment, Su Mo appeared behind the other side, and a sword stabbed the other side.

    The sharp sword light, piercing the air, makes a harsh scream.

    drink

    Young people who are thin are the geniuses of the Spiritual Martial Fourth Layer. They react very quickly and hurriedly turn around and punch their sword light.

    "Hong!"

    One strike collided and the two flew back at the same time.

    "The strength is really good!"

    Su Mo has a slight eye.

    This person's talent may not be as good as Zuo Qiu, but the strength is absolutely above Zuo Qiu, it is worthy of the genius of the Spiritual Martial Fourth Layer.

    "You can't beat me!"

    The thin young man looks coldly looking at Su Mo, said solemnly.

    "Really?"

    Su Mo sneered, indifferently said: "Without five strokes, you will die!"

    Su Mo is extremely confident in his words.

    "Five strokes?"

    The young man with a thin eyebrow picks up and smiles: "Blind arrogant is ignorance. I am going to see you, how to kill me within five strokes."

    Although the young losers are disdainful, the expression on the face is quite dignified.

    Obviously, he did not underestimate Su Mo.

    Su Mo shook his head, no longer nonsense, and the figure flashed, and he rushed to the other side.

    In an instant, the other side was approaching, and a sword roared out.

    “Divine Wind Sword Art – Gale Blade!”

    A sword smashed out, a sharp wind blade, such as the blast under the nine days, broke the air, and instantly turned to the thin youth.

    "Martial Spirit !"

    In the face of Su Mo's unrivaled sword, the thin young man instantly released his own Martial Spirit.

    This man's Martial Spirit is an Ape, tall and tall, with extremely long arms.

    On Ape, there are eight yellow halos.

    Human Grade Rank 8 Martial Spirit.

    "broken!"

    After the release of Martial Spirit, the youth was even more powerful, and a punch hit the oncoming wind blade.

    "Hong!"

    The fists and swords collided and exploded.

    The wind blade is broken and scattered.

    The young man lost five steps backwards.

    "Divine Wind Sword Art – Cloud Scattering Whirlwind !"

    Su Mo didn't give the other person a chance to breathe, and once again got out of the sword.

    The wind swelled, the winds were greatly rises, and the sword light slammed out.

    "Hong!"

    The second sword, the thin young man stepped back eighteen steps.

    "Divine Wind Sword Art – Wind Howling to the Nine Heavens !"

    Su Mo's sword followed by a sword, the wind was strong, the wind rose again, the wind merged into the sword, and the Heaven's Might was shocked.

    "Hong!"

    This time, the young losers could no longer hold back and were directly taken out by the shackles.

    Puff!

    The thin young man volleyed out of blood.

    ‘How?’

    The thin youth lost, only three swords he was hit hard.

    This made him afraid to believe.

    Shua!

    The body of the thin young man has not yet landed, and Su Mo rushed out again.

    Su Mo figure skyrocketed and was attacked by Wind Howling to the Nine Heavens.

    laugh!

    This blow directly tears the body of the thin young man and sprinkles the blood.

    boom!

    The body of the thin young man fell to the ground, and he had no sound and died completely.

    Su Mo exceeded level challenge, still crushing.

    Su Mo looked at each other's corpse and saw no surprises about the four swords killing each other.

    He believes that none of the Spiritual Martial Artist Layer Martial Artists in this area can block his Divine Wind Sword Art attack.

    Even before dealing with Zuo Qiu, Su Mo only used the wind magic Sword Art.

    Divine Wind Sword Art can double the strength of Su Mo.

    Killing the young losers, Su Mo stands proudly, and his eyes are once again on the iron forest camp, which is full of provocative colors.

    Arena Conqueror Dare to come to the battle? ”

    Su Mo suddenly violently drunk, domineering, and madness.

    In the face of such a mad Sa Mo, Tie Linuo camp, this time there is no sound, everyone is silent.

    Wu Senior Brother is already one of the strongest of their Spiritual Martial Artist Layer Martial Artists.

    Even the Wu Senior Brother was defeated by several swords, and who can beat each other.

    too strong!

    Simply strong and outrageous!

    Simply strong to Heaven Defying!

    A group of mysterious disciples face gray, the other side of a Spiritual Martial Third Layer Martial Artist, they swept their Spiritual Martial Third Layer and Fourth Layer Martial Artist, which made them unacceptable.

    “Su Mo Senior Brother is invincible!”

    Su Mo stood proud of Battlefield, when there was a big drink from the wall of Guanwu City.

    Hearing this voice, Su Mo smiled, this is the voice of Niu Xiaohu.

    With the sound of Niu Xiaohu, the Sky Moon Country camp has completely boiled.

    A lot of Rising Wind Island disciple, also rushed to respond, shouting.

    Immediately, even the tens of thousands of troops in the Sky Moon Country shouted.

    “Su Mo is invincible!”

    "Su Mo is invincible! Invincible! ”

“……”

    Rolling and drinking, forming a rushing weather wave, sounds nine miles, ringing hundreds of miles, earth-shattering.

    Everyone is shouting for the teenager who is standing proudly.

    At this moment, the morale of the Tianyue Army was so high that it broke through Yun Xiao.

    On the other hand, the army of the Iron Forest is ugly and morale is extremely low.

    "Su Mo, you are coming back!"

    At this moment, a subtle voice was introduced into Su Mo's ear.

    It is True Qi Sound Transmission.

    Spiritual Martial Martial Artist has been able to perform Sound Transmission with True Qi.

    However, the distance of True Qi Sound Transmission depends on the cultivation base of Martial Artist.

    Spiritual Martial's True Qi Sound Transmission of First Layer Martial Artist is generally about a hundred meters.

    The Spiritual Martial Ninth Layer Martial Artist can perform True Qi Sound Transmission within five miles.

    Su Mo heard the sound and browed.

    This is the voice of Yuan Zhan.

    Is Yuan Zhan taking the initiative to attack?

    Also, now the morale of the Tianyue Army is like a rainbow, and now it is not fighting, but when.

    Immediately, Su Mo did not hesitate to push the movement technique to the extreme and quickly left Battlefield.

    The next moment, Yuan Zhan’s violent screams suddenly sounded.

    "The public will listen!" Army attack! ”

    The violent scream of Yuan Zhan, with a strong True Qi, is vast and spread throughout the audience.

    "DEATH!"

    Yuan Zhan took the giant knife and took the lead and rushed out.

    The black-scale army was closely closely from behind, and the 50,000-strong army of the Sky Moon Country slammed into it, such as a black torrent, and rushed to the opposite Iron Forest Corps.

    "DEATH!"

    kill

    Tens of thousands of troops were vividly violently drunk, and the boiling killing intent stirred the nine days.

    "Archer ready! Arrow!!

    The magic iron saw the Tianyue army attack, and rushed to drink.

    咻咻Whoosh!!

    The terrifying sound rang.

    Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened, and the endless arrows turned into arrows and rain, densely covered with clouds.

    The Tianyue army was prepared, and the sergeants in front of them had a huge shield.

    Ah! Ah! Ah

    After two rounds of arrows rained, after paying more than 300 people, the Tianyue army and the Iron Forest Army Corps crashed together.

    kill

    Suddenly, above the entire Battlefield, the madness of shouting and screaming.

    The screams of the rushing horses and the screams of screaming screamed.

    Sprayed with blood and stained the earth.

    The two people's horses are killing red eyes and attacking wildly.

    In this kind of large-scale operation, human life is like a mustard.

    Every moment, every second, there is death.

    In just one quarter of an hour, there are thousands of people fighting and dying.