Warrior’s Promise

As soon as the voice fell, several people saw a white robe boy coming in from the outside.

After three days of rapid rush, Sumo finally arrived at Maple City.

He was helpless at this time. He did not think about this **** mission. It was actually a task of multi-person cooperation.

It’s not that Sumo is not willing to cooperate with others. It’s just that many people are not as comfortable as he is alone.

However, since it is already here, let's finish this task with these people!

"In the downwind Lingdao Sumo, come late, please ask Miss Ji to blame!"

Entering the hall, Sumo vowed to Ji Shui on the main seat.

"Oh, it’s not too late, since everyone is here, we should be ready to go."

Ji Shui smiled and stood up. He said to the four people: "Several sons wait a moment, I am going to prepare."

Immediately, Ji Shui was swaying and left the hall.

Sumo found a position in the hall and sat down.

"Hey! You come and don't come, no difference, the spirit of the martial arts is double-repaired, and it's just a few!"

A shrill voice rang in the mouth of Sumo, and the person who spoke was a narrow young man.

This person, called Song Yang, is the disciple of Lieyang.

Sumo brows and looks at this person, the cold way: "Your words are too much! Be careful!"

"Bad out? Hahaha!"

Song Yang laughed and said: "You are a nameless generation of Fengling Island, and dare to speak out? Do you believe that I will remove you from this mission?"

"Exclude out?"

Sumo was surprised and asked: "Can you represent the family?"

Since Sumo took over the mission of Ji Jia, if he let him give up the task, unless Ji Jia canceled his mission.

Therefore, Sumo has this question.

"Oh!" Song Yang heard a sneer and laughed. "If you are seriously injured, you can't participate in this mission!"

"Is it seriously injured?" Sumo looked at him with a glimpse of it. He flashed a stern in the middle of the squat and shook his head. "There are always some frogs in the world, no one in sight, arrogant and arrogant, sad!"

"Boy, are you crazy?"

Song Yang heard the words, screamed, and grew up, the whole body rushed out, and sighed: "The two wastes of Lingwujing, dare to arrogate in front of me, I see you are impatient!"

He Gan and another disciple of Tianyuanzong saw that the two men were in conflict, and they were interested in the side.

"Kid, do you know who is in front of you?"

Tian Yuanzong’s disciple opened his mouth and smiled. “His name is Song Yang. He is a genius disciple of Lie Yangzong. He completed fifteen ancestral missions in one year. He is famous in Tianyue, and he is called “Lie Yun’s hand”. It’s my Dong Yue, not necessarily his opponent. You are an enemy of him, or you are asking for more happiness!”

Dong Yuan, a disciple of Tian Yuanzong, smiles with gloating.

Hearing the words of Dong Yue, Song Yang showed a pleasing color on his face.

"Waste, I heard it! Is it your own initiative to withdraw from the mission, or do you want me to shoot?"

Song Yang looked down at Sumo and said proudly.

He was not ready to remove Sumo, but Sumo did not know how to smash and confront him, which made him very unhappy.

Sumo's eyelids lifted up and stunned Song Yang, who was full of pride. He asked indifferently: "You just called me waste?"

"Yes! You only have to repair the spirit of the second place, is it not waste?"

Song Yang is full of disdain.

Sumo got up, his cold eyes glared at Song Yang, and said faintly: "If you do, you will pick me up with a waste of sword. If you don't die, I will spare you once."

Sumo’s words were just exported.

Song Yang stunned!

Tian Jianmen disciple He Gan, Tian Yuanzong disciple Dong Yue is also a stay.

This person is stupid?

Still ignorant is meaningless?

I dare to speak out madly, pick him up a sword, if not die, then spare Song Yang once?

"Ha ha ha..."

Song Yang returned to God and smiled angrily. He said: "Boy, I really misread you, you are not arrogant, you are an idiot! Don't say pick you up, even if you pick up a hundred swords, a thousand Why is the sword!"

Song Yang laughed wildly. He is a man. He is a genius disciple of Lieyangzong. He was trained by Lieyangzong. The practice of cultivation is the second-class Chinese medicine method. The martial arts of cultivation is also the second-class Chinese martial arts, and cultivation. To the point of Xiaocheng's peak.

In the vast Lieyang ancestor, those who can defeat him in the same rank will not exceed the number of both hands.

Now, a disciple of Feng Lingdao who is a little lower than him, actually rushed to pick him up and not to die, he spared himself.

This makes him not laugh!

Sumo looked at the other side with a disdainful laugh, and the corner of his mouth twitched a little play, saying: "I have a sword!"

next moment.

Hey!

A sword screamed, and a bright sword light suddenly burst.

Jianguang is as fast as the wind, no trace can be found, wrapped in a stunned sword, breaking through the shackles of space, swaying to Song Yang.

"what?"

Feeling the power of Sumo's sword, Song Yang's eyes widened and laughter stopped.

His face was replaced by endless panic.

Unmatched Jianwei, the unparalleled speed, let his body sweat up, an extremely dangerous feeling, instantly hit the heart.

Dong Yue stood up in horror.

He Gan stood up in shock as well. He is a sword repairer who majored in kendo. Naturally, he saw the power of this sword.

Roar!

In the face of this strong sword, Song Yang couldn't think too much, screaming and screaming at Jianguang.

"Lie Yun hand!"

Song Yang’s palm, as if it had become a soldering iron, was red and red, and it was horrible.

The next moment, the palm and the Jianguang collided together.

boom!

A thrilling sound, the strong shock wave centered on Sumo and Song Yang, sweeping the square, and the tables and chairs in the hall were all shaken into powder.

Immediately, a figure shot at the rocket's speed from the center of the impact and hit the wall of the hall.

boom!

The walls collapsed and they were in a mess. The figures were buried under the rubble of the collapsed walls, and they were not known.

The scene was silent.

He Gan and Dong Yue, the two eyes wide open their eyes and looked at it with horror.

The defeated person is a Song Yang.

Actually, I can't even get a sword!

At this point, the two could not help but think, it is as if Sumo said before, Song Yang is really a curse.

If he does not take the initiative to insult Sumo, he will fall apart.

A sword defeated Song Yang, and Somo did not look at each other and sat down on the site.

As he said, even if the other party is not dead, he will not shoot again.

At this time, the seats in the hall were broken, there was no place to sit, and Sumo could only sit on the ground.

Hey!

For a long time, Dong Yue swallowed a large mouthful of spit, looking at Sumo with a calm face, his face changed for a while.

Immediately, Dong Yue smiled and said: "This brother, I did not expect that your strength is so strong, Song Yang provocatively with you, indeed, the lesson, even if you die, you deserve it!"

The more righteousness that Dong Yue said, as if he had completely forgotten it, he also always despised Sumo and made a speech.

Dong Yue is a disciple of Tian Yuanzong and has nothing to do with Song Yang. Therefore, he naturally does not care about the other's life and death.

Sumo did not pay attention to each other, like Dong Yue, a person who is more and more flamboyant, he is too lazy to pay attention.

He did not speak, glared at his eyes, carefully looked at Sumo, and secretly analyzed the strength of Sumo.

Just now Song Yang shot resistance, there was some rush, and it was too late to fully accumulate.

Therefore, if it is replaced by his attack, he can also do a serious blow to Dong Yue.

His strength, although it is also a three-pronged spirit, has reached the triple peak of Lingwu, and his strength is far superior to Song Yang.

Finally, he concluded that if he had a battle with Sumo, the estimated outcome was between five and five.