Chapter 115: Invincible

Sumo took a gemstone sword and slammed it.
The sword light overlaps and forms a huge sword, and it turns to the left.
The sword was sharp and unremarkable, and the air slammed into tears.
At this moment, the entire station was silent.
The two countries, who were not far away from watching the war, stopped breathing, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the field.
Can Sumo really defeat Zuo Qiu?
Everyone in Tianyue is looking forward to!
Xuanjizong disciple does not believe it!
Zuo Qiu himself is more convinced that he will not lose.
Zuo Qiu has enough strength, he is not only a martial arts talent, but also a very high martial arts.
Moreover, because he is a disciple of the Elders of Xuanjizong, he has been a second-class grade since he stepped into the spirit of the spirit, regardless of the practice of cultivation or martial arts.
Moreover, after painstaking efforts, the second-grade martial arts skills were trained by him to the peak of Xiaocheng.
This allowed him to win at the starting line, far more powerful than other warriors.
Ordinary Lingwu martial arts low-level warriors, cultivation is only a second-class martial arts, and some background people can cultivate to the second-class Chinese martial arts.
Far from being comparable to him.
Now, he has also applied the battle secret ‘violent surgery’, and has temporarily entered the four realms of Lingwujing.
Such a strong strength, although still can not beat Sumo, but he is absolutely convinced that Sumo can not beat him.
Zuo Qiu’s eyes were dignified and staring at Sumo from the attack.
Unmatched gray-white swords, up to three feet, dazzling, such as the Milky Way hangs for nine days, instantly hit the front of the left autumn.
"The breeze falls into the English swordsmanship - falling in the UK!"
Zuo Qiu gave a big drink and once again showed his own school, and the breeze fell into the sword.
Numerous swords and lights have been sprinkled, and numerous swords have been swaying, hitting the oncoming swords.
Oh!
boom!
The sword is sharp and sharp, and it has torn a lot of swords and squats on the sword in the hands of Zuo Qiu.
Uh!
Zuo Qiu was shocked and snorted, and his body could not help but retreat 100 meters.
He hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, and Sumo's figure flashed and he appeared again in front of him.
"dead!"
Screaming loudly, Sumo’s figure suddenly rose to the sky.
Sumo held the sword in both hands, and he was condescending. The four spirits in the body were spurred to the extreme. The massive infuriating air poured into the sword in his hand, and the long sword shines.
Immediately, the sword in the hands of Sumo went down.
"Wind Magic Sword Method - Wind Magic is amazing!"
Under the sword, the momentum is shocking.
This style is the ninth style of the Wind Demon Sword, which is the last form of the Wind Demon Sword. It is the strongest style of the Wind Demon Sword.
Roar!
At this moment, Sumo’s body once again showed a ghostly shadow, and the giant elephant was like a heavenly scorpion.
This is the physical strength of Sumo to the extreme.
Since that time, the physical strength has soared, and Vientiane has made great progress. As long as he fully exerts the power of the flesh, the giant elephant will appear from him.
A violent sword, the speed is unparalleled, and instantly it is in front of Zuo Qiu.
Zuo Qiu’s eyes are suddenly and violent. In the face of such a violent and so fast sword, it is too late to evade. He has only two choices.
Either attack and attack, and effectively destroy Sumo's attack.
Either resist it and harden the sword.
Zuo Qiu chose the second.
what!
Zuo Qiu screamed, holding the sword in both hands, his hands turned into a wind wheel, dancing wildly, and dancing another piece of sword in front of him.
The next moment, Sumo's incomparable violent sword, squatting on the sword.
Oh...
Just as the cloth was torn apart, the sword curtain was like a tofu, and it was torn apart.
The next moment, the two men's swords slammed together.
boom……!
The two swords hit each other, and the left autumn body was shocked. The sleeves on the arms were instantly turned into powder and dissipated.
Then, the body of Zuo Qiu, as if encountering the Mount Taishan, the legs bent, slammed down.
puff……!
In the next moment, Zuo Qiu’s mouth, ears, eyes, and nose were all squirting blood.
Seven bloodshed!
Not only that, but Zuo Qiu’s arms, the flesh and blood of the skin have been cracked, and the blood of the blush flows down from the arm.
"How... how is it possible?"
Zuo Qiu's red-red binocular eyes, his face is boundless horror, his lips tremble.
Zuo Qiuqiu was on the ground, his hands were still high, and the sword in his hand was still carrying the sword of Sumo.
However, Zuo Qiu’s hands are constantly shaking, and he is almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.
Because his internal organs have been shattered.
Sumo did not answer Zuo Qiu, but looked at each other, Shen Sheng said: "You and I have no enmity, but the position is different, this ... is your life!"
"I will give you a happy!"
After all, Su Mo’s arm suddenly slammed down, and immediately swung a gentle wave. The sword light crossed an arc and brought a spray.
Hey!
There was a blood line in the neck of Zuo Qiu, and then his body slammed and fell to the ground and died completely.
Looking at the body of Zuo Qiu, Sumo looked up and looked at the square.
Silent and silent all around, everyone is looking at the audience, incredulously looking at the field.
Xuanji sect disciples, all face dull, all unbelievable
From Sumo's sword to the killing of Zuo Qiu, there are a few breathing times, and everyone has not slowed down.
"Ha ha ha..."
For a moment, the laughter suddenly sounded and the people were brought back to God.
In front of the Tianyue National Army, Yuan Zhan madly laughed and his face was full of excitement.
After a short while, Yuan Zhan stopped laughing and proudly looked at the opposite magic iron.
"Magic iron, the super genius of your mysterious ancestors, but this is not the case! It is not killed by the genius of my heavenly kingdom."
Yuan war was full of spring breeze and said loudly.
Yuan Zhan was very happy. In the first two rounds of fighting, the defeat of his own defeat was extremely incomparable. Now he finally moved back to the game and made his heart happy.
The magic iron face is a piece of iron blue, and my heart is extremely depressed.
Originally, I wanted to sweep the other side of the round. I didn't expect this third round of fighting. One day, there was a enchanting one.
The strength of this child is simply against the sky.
If it weren't for the breath of Sumo, it would be true that the spirit of the three sides is undoubted, and he must doubt whether Sumo concealed the cultivation.
"Yuan Zhan, don't be too proud."
The magic iron blackened his face and angered: "You are only one victory in the sky and the moon. What is high and proud?"
"Haha!"
Yuan Zhan laughed and said: "A battle is enough to fight your strongest genius."
"Humph!"
The magic iron snorted, and then the gaze once again looked at Sumo, and the murderous machine flashed past.
This sub-force is against the sky. If it grows up completely, it will be extremely unfavorable to him in the future.
The magic iron is darkly calculated.
In the field, Sumo stood up like a javelin, showing an invincible posture.
Sumo turned his eyes and fell into the army of the Iron Forest.
Sighted across the Iron Forest Corps, Sumo looked at the more than 200 Xuanji sects.
Slightly sinking, Sumo said, "Who else? I am willing to play!"