Chapter 150: Rao you not to die

On the top of the battle platform, Sumo rushed to the sky, and the black mysterious sword slammed down.
From the sky, the sword of Sumo, the strength of tens of thousands of pounds, the physical and horrible power, at least 80%.
The body whirls, he runs three, and the honesty is blessed on the sword, and the power is multiplied.
In addition, the black mysterious sword weighing more than 10,000 kilograms in hand.
The power of this sword is at least more than ten thousand jin.
This sword is not only powerful and unmatched, but also extremely fast. From the sky, He Yangjun hides nowhere to dodge.
drink!
He Yangjun screamed, and had to use his hands in one fell swoop to drive the long knife on his head.
At the same time, He Yangjun's body is constantly spurting, and the whole body is filled with the long knife.
The next moment, the boundless wind swept over He Yangjun's cheek, and the black mysterious sword smashed down.
clang!
A loud bang, the echo is endless, and the shock of He Yangjun’s ears is loud.
A horrible wave of violence, centered on the two, swiftly swept out to the four sides.
Under the black mysterious sword, He Yangjun suddenly felt that a big mountain fell.
The power of terror has exceeded the tolerance of He Yangjun. His hands and mouths burst instantly and blood splashed.
His arms and legs bones burst into a burst of creaking sound.
The strong platform under his feet was quickly covered with dense cracks.
At the same time, the long knife in the hands of He Yangjun could no longer hold.
Hey! One sound was collapsed and went out.
蹬蹬蹬蹬~~~~
He Yangjun’s body kept retreating.
The blood in his body was tumbling, the internal organs and the six internal organs were tumbling, the throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out.
However, He Yangjun's figure has not stopped.
The next moment, the icy black sword, has been placed on his neck.
He Yangjun is stunned!
This sword by Sumo is completely defeated!
Countless disciples around watching the battle are also paralyzed!
On the battle platform, a lot of long-term old things are also stunned!
Is this the real strength of Sumo?
It’s so powerful!
Rolling, whether it is the former Tianmeng disciple or He Yangjun, all are thoroughly crushed!
On the stage.
Su Mo holds a black sword, and the sword is tightly attached to He Yangjun’s neck.
"He Yangjun, do you want to kill me?"
Somo smiled coldly, and his mouth twitched with a sly smile.
"you……"
He Yangjun’s face was a burst of blue.
He thought about killing Sumo in a variety of ways, but he did not expect that he would be defeated in Sumo's hands.
And still lost so fast, so thoroughly!
This is completely out of his expectations!
The huge reversal made him unacceptable.
"You want to kill me, I will not be polite to you!"
Sumo smashed a murder machine and said: "Death!"
In the end, Sumo will kill He Yangjun.
"stop!"
A violent bang sounded.
Sumo turned his head and looked at it. The person who spoke was the first person outside the door, Nangong Linjue.
"Sumo, let him go, I will spare you not to die!"
Nangong Lin feels cold and cold, and said coldly.
"Rao me not to die?"
Sumo snorted and the other party wanted to let him go through He Yangjun, but he was still so high!
The people of Tianmeng are really arrogant and ignorant!
"Yes, as long as you put He Yangjun, I will not kill you!"
Nangong Lin felt nodded and said.
Nangong Linjue’s words are very positive.
As long as Su Mo puts He Yangjun, he will not kill Sumo.
However, he does not kill, there are other people in Tianmeng!
Duan Bingye, Li Jiandong, Yi Xiaoguang, the three of them are enough to deal with Sumo.
"Sorry!"
Sumo smiled lightly and said: "For those who want to kill me, no matter who they are, there is only one word - dead!"
The word "death" in Sumo's mouth has just been exported, and the black mysterious sword in the hand is suddenly drawn.
Hey!
The sharp edge of the blade cut into the flesh and blood.
The next moment, a spray of the void.
He Yangjun suddenly widened his eyes, and there was endless panic in his heart.
boom!
After a short while, He Yangjun’s body fell down.
His double shackles are round and round, and there are panic, unwillingness, and remorse in the shackles!
But he is already dead and everything will vanish.
"court death!"
A roar suddenly sounded, and a horrible knife screamed from hundreds of meters away.
The knife gas is more than ten meters long, and the power is shocking and shocking. The surrounding air is divided into two, and the two sides are rushing away.
It’s Nangong Linjue’s shot!
Nangong Linjue was completely angry. Sumo killed two Tianmeng ordinary disciples before, and he could still suppress the anger in his heart.
But when He Yangjun died, he couldn't help it anymore!
In addition, he has already spoken to stop, let Sumo put He Yangjun.
But Sumo simply ignored it, or directly killed He Yangjun.
This is clearly playing his face, no, it is trampling his face.
Nangong Linjue, as the first person at the outer door, as the helm of Tianmeng at the outer door, how can he be accepted.
So, he shot in an instant.
In the face of Nangong Linjue's knife, Su Mo's foot moves, his body shape is the afterimage, and the danger has avoided the past.
boom!
The horrible knife slammed on the battle platform, and the battle platform was instantly pulled out with a dozens of meters long knife marks.
The body of He Yangjun was even smashed into pieces by this knife.
After a slash, the Nangong Linjue in the distance has already rushed to Sumo.
In the hands of a long knife flip, Nangong Linjue wants to shoot again.
Sumo’s eyes were cold, his body was surging, and he was prepared to compete with Nangong Linjue.
On the battle platform, the elders saw this scene, and their faces flashed a little hesitation.
It stands to reason that Nangong Linjue suddenly shot and disturbed the game. He should not hesitate to stop it.
However, that Sumo successively killed the Tianmeng disciples, even if his strength is stronger, he will die in the end.
Is there a need to stop it?
Moreover, Duan Jingtian is also watching in the distance!
If you block Nangong Linjue, you are not going to stand opposite Tianmeng.
In the future, I will be in charge of Fengling Island and how to behave myself.
For a moment, the elders flashed countless thoughts in their hearts, and finally they strengthened their own heart.
He has been in charge of the outside door for more than 20 years. He has always been fair and just, and he has been impartially enforced. He can't make concessions because he is afraid of offending.
"stop!"
The elders quickly got up and shouted: "Nan Gong Linjue, are you going to disturb the game?"
In the face of the anger of the elders, Nangong Linjue did not mean to stop, the long knife suddenly waved, and the knife broke through the air.
"presumptuous!"
The elders were also angry, and Nangong Linjue did not listen to his advice, and still had to do it.
boom!
The elders suddenly broke out of horror and stirred up the world.
He swung forward with his palm, suddenly a huge infuriating palm, burst out.
The infuriating giant palm is as fast as lightning, and after the first arrival, one grabs the knife and gently squeezes it, and the knife suddenly annihilates.
Nangong Linjue flashed and had to stop.
"The elders, this person killed me so many people in Tianmeng, do you want to protect him?"
Nangong Lin felt cold and asked sharply.
The elders waved their hands and the infuriating palms dissipated.
Immediately, the elders did not look at Nangong Linjue, but turned their heads and looked at the distance in the distance.
"Segmented, the game has its own rules of the game, He Yangjun and Sumo volunteered to die and die, life and death are destined, the old man does not care!"
The voice of the elders, such as Hong Lu Dazhong, continued: "But Nangong Lin felt this move, and it disturbed the game. If he and Sumo are also willing to fight on the battlefield, the old man will not intervene!"
The words of the elders are regarded as a shock to the paragraph.
A clear sigh of the paragraph shows that he prevented Nangong Linjue from thinking about the game, not to protect Sumo.
Duan Jingtian heard the words, his face was calm, and there was no fluctuation on the face.
A few, a faint voice, from the mouth of the sky.
"Nangong, continue the game!"