Chapter 528: Wang Mo Zhan Shangfu

? "When did this child realize the metallicity?"
Looking at the round golden ball of light, Su Fan's expression was slightly surprised!
Of course, at this moment, not only Su Fan was surprised, but everyone in the court was surprised.
The difference is that Su Fan was only slightly surprised, while the others were taken aback!
why?
the reason is simple!
Because Wang Mo's cultivation base was exposed, as soon as he used his martial skills, the aura on his body could no longer be concealed, and the seventh-level cultivation base aura of the Soul Warrior was revealed!
"Oh my God, I'm not seeing my eyes, this little kid is actually a cultivator of the seventh level of the soul warrior!"
"Really...really at the seventh level of a soul warrior, how could this be possible, his age is still so young!"
"No wonder this kid would say that Shangfu is a frog at the bottom of the well. For such a small Soul Warrior of the seventh rank, he will be the only one to search across the country!"
"It's a pity that it's too irrational, the seventh-level soul fighter is the first-level soul fighting master, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be looking for death!"
As a result of seeing Wang Mo's aptitude against the sky, the attitude of the onlookers obviously improved a lot, and even many people's eyes began to deliberately chase Wang Mo's figure.
Standing on the side, Shang Mingyuan suddenly burst into flames of nameless jealousy, staring at the golden light in the sky, his eyes were red.
Spirit Warrior Level 7! This little devil is actually a seventh-level soul soldier!
Five years ago, when he left the royal city at the age of fifteen, he was only at the first level of a soul warrior.
This little boy is so small that he surpasses him back then. How can he accept it?
Today was the day when he returned to his hometown, but he didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight by a spearhead kid who didn't know where he came from. This made the young Master Shang, who has always been the focus of everyone, feel extremely choked.
On the other side, Shang Fu was carrying out his exercises to defend Wang Mo's moves, and Shang Mingyuan's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Shang Fu! He attacked with all his strength and defeated this young master!"
"Oh, Master!"
For Shang Funa to be the leader of Shangfu Jiading, naturally he was not a fool, he knew quite well what Shang Mingyuan thought.
He knew that his young master must be jealous of this little boy's cultivation talent, and he wanted to beat him to waste!
"Boy, don't blame me, in order to please the young master, you can only ask you to become a waste!"
"Tide finger!"
Water vapor curled up and hovered at Shangfu's fingertips. As soon as he pointed it out, the water vaporized at his fingertips into several tidal waves. Under the impetus of his soul power, it slammed into the golden light ball "bo　bo"!
"Hyun Jin Sword Technique!"
"Unlimited dazzling gold burst!"
In the golden ball of light, Wang Mo's clear and childish voice sounded!
A ray of sword light swept through the air, and the golden ball of light burst suddenly, turning into a golden sword shadow in the sky, smashing on the tides like a torrential rain!
puff! puff! puff!
The tides seemed to be ripped pieces of cloth. They were torn apart by the sharp sword light, and the splashed water droplets were wiped by the sword light, and they were gradually shredded and dissolved into the air!
"What? How could this child's martial arts be so strong!?"
Shang Fu's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that his yellow-level high-grade martial arts tide finger could completely suppress the opponent!
His vest was immediately chilly. You must know that this child is only a seventh-level soul warrior. If this child is of the same level as himself, isn't his life dead?
At such a young age, who can fight across levels, where is this geek?
Shangfu couldn't help but have some tremors!
"Shangfu, what are you doing! It takes so long to fight against a kid? A trick! This young master warns you that if you continue to retain your strength, this young master will make you look good!"
Behind Shang Fu, Shang Mingyuan shouted angrily.
Hearing Shang Mingyuan's roar, Shang Fu's face suddenly became cold. He squeezed his fist and gritted his teeth and said: "It seems that you can only use that trick!"
"Pumping knife!"
Faced with Wang Mo, who had pierced through the tides and killed himself, Shang Fu retreated slightly with his palms, and then both slashed out vigorously!
A water knife with a length of two feet and a light blue light radiating from its entire body was created out of thin air, and it swept away the golden sword light one by one in the rapid rotation!
"Hyun Jin Sword Technique!"
"Hyun Jin is one!"
Wang Mo calmly raised his sword and stabbed straight. The Golden Dragon Sword seemed to have really become a dragon at the moment of the stab, soaring in the sky, giving out endless pressure!
Several golden sword lights in the sky slowly merged with the golden dragon sword to form a golden lightsaber that was several feet long. Accompanied by the sound of the sword sound like a dragon, it stabbed towards the pale blue ice knife. Past.
Sneer!
As soon as the golden sword and the water knife collided, the long water knife quickly vaporized, and the mist evaporated, making the golden dragon sword like a real dragon shuttled through the clouds and mist, with more momentum!
"What! This is impossible! This pumping knife is a low-rank martial skill of the mysterious rank, how could it lose to you, I don't believe it!"
You can't win the yellow rank high-grade martial arts, and you can't win the black rank lower-grade martial arts!
The other party was just a cultivator of the seventh level of the soul man, and the two fighting would be such a result, Shang Fu suddenly felt very ashamed!
"Damn boy!"
"Pumping knife!"
Shangfu didn't believe in evil, and once again used the pumping knife. The difference was that this time he added the spirit master method to his martial arts!
Spirit master level one, you can gather energy!
More than a dozen sword qi bursts from the light blue water jet, slashing towards Wang Mo!
"Hyun Jin is one!"
Wang Mo held the sword in both hands and slashed it out with all his strength. When the golden giant sword fell, it exuded a powerful sword force, and pressed it down like a steep mountain against a water knife!
Sneer!
The water jet instantly turned into white air, and even the white air did not last long before it was completely evaporated in the air!
"dead!"
Wang Mo shouted, holding the Golden Dragon Sword and taking advantage of the situation to kill Shangfu!
"No!" Shang Fu yelled in horror, and asked Shang Mingyuan behind him for help: "Little Master, help me!"
"enough!"
"Purple Flame Palm!"
At this time, a figure suddenly pierced out of the diagonal thorn, but seeing one of its palms shot out, it shot out a violent burning purple flame, the golden giant sword was burned by the purple flame, and suddenly disappeared!
"Uh!"
Wang Mo's small face paled slightly, holding the Golden Dragon Sword and retreating several steps, his aura suddenly dropped a lot.
Su Fan walked forward with Wei Mi with his eyes, put a palm on Wang Mo's shoulder, ran the exercises, and adjusted Wang Mo's body.
The person in front of him who shot suddenly, wearing a fine iron armor, was about 30 years old, with a yellow face and no need to wear, his arms were powerful, and his body faintly exuded a murderous air. He looked like a member of the army.
"Who are you?"
Su Fan stared coldly at the sudden mover, and said with an unhappy expression.
If it weren't for this person's sudden disruption, then Shangfu would have died in Wang Mo's hands.
Fortunately, this man seemed to be just trying to stop Wang Mo from killing, and did not exert his full strength, so Wang Mo did not suffer much harm.
It is precisely because of this that when Su Fan spoke to this person, although his expression was unhappy, he was not angry.
(End of this chapter)