Warrior’s Promise

Ding Tao’s attack is very powerful, far surpassing the ordinary Lingwu martial arts.

Even in the face of the four warriors of the Spiritual Margin, they can compete with one or two.

Everyone widened their eyes and stared at the platform, trying to see if Sumo could resist this move.

Sumo can kill Shen Qing, who has just stepped into the spirit of the four kings. Although there is a reason for Shen Qing's care, Sumo's own strength is also extremely strong, not less than the general Lingwu martial arts.

call out!

The shape of the torn air rang, and Su Mo’s long-sword Guanghua was released, blinking again and again, and even thirteen swords.

"Wind and Sword!"

Thirteen swords condense, Jianguang chills and slays, swords and arrogance, unstoppable, destroying all obstacles.

Hey!

The sword smashed into the black giant palm, and the black giant palm was easily torn. The ruinous sword smashed on Ding Tao.

Hey!

The sword smashed through Ding Tao's body, and the hot blood shot.

Ding Tao, was divided into two.

Ding Tao, the triple peak of Lingwujing, was killed by a sword!

"It's your own death, you can't blame me!"

Somo snorted and shook his head in disdain.

The entire life and death hall is silent again!

Everyone looked at the tall and straight boy on the battle platform, and couldn’t help but feel shocked.

Too strong, too overbearing!

Is this still a warrior who has been rebuilt as a spiritual martial art? The four-fold body of the sword and the spirit of the martial arts, strong Ding Tao, who is the three-folder of the spirit of the spirit, is this against the sky?

"Hurricane! Actually kill me, Tianmeng!"

"I really don't know how to live!"

"Kill him, who is going to power, killing the second son, and washing the shame of my alliance!"

The people of Tianmeng were completely angry, and they were all angry in the eyes.

Some members of the weaker Tianmeng, who are afraid of the strength of Sumo, dare not come to power, and hope that those who are highly educated will come to power to kill Sumo.

despair! despair! despair!

The footsteps sounded and I saw a purple youth coming out of the crowd.

The young man has a long sword and a handsome face. The figure is tall and straight, and the drow is extraordinary.

The youth approached the battle platform, stepping on the foot, rising to the sky, and falling on the battle platform.

"Sumo, you kill me, Tianmeng, and today, don't want to live and die."

The young man was gloomy and stared at Sumo, who was cold and open.

"It is Master Zhao Fu!"

"Ha ha! There are Zhao Fu brothers out of the horse, Sumo will die!"

"That is, Master Zhao Fu is a genius of the eighth-order martial arts of the human level. A year ago, he reached the four-fold spirit of the spirit, and now he is repaired. It is estimated that there will be a four-point peak in the spirit!"

Everyone saw the purple-shirted youth coming to power and suddenly talked about it.

Yan Qi smiled, Feng Ziyan also laughed.

Sumo, you are really daring, and dare to kill the people of Tianmeng.

It has already provoked public anger and sees how you still live.

On the stage.

Just killing Ding Tao, he came up again, and Sumo suddenly frowned.

"You Tianmeng's face is really thick enough, killing one to the second, killing the second to the third, is this a wheel battle?"

Sumo snorted and sneered.

"You are willing to slaughter my Tianmeng disciples. This is the shame of my Tianmeng. Only with your life can you wash."

Zhao Fuzhen contains icy murder.

"It is the shame of Tianmeng to kill them? Is it only that you can kill me, I can't kill you, it's ridiculous!"

Sumo's face is disdainful.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with a dead person. You and I are both swords. Today, I will let you see what is a real swordsman."

Zhao Fu sighed coldly and said: "You must first sword!"

Sumo’s eyes are narrow and his heart is dark. It seems that these Tianmeng people want to never die.

Even if he killed this person, it is estimated that there are others jumping out.

However, since this person has already set foot on the stage, he will not back down.

Hey!

When Jianguang flashed, Sumo took a sword from Zhao Fu and made a tentative attack.

"Is this attack also wanting to hurt me?"

Zhao Fu sighed and smiled, screaming, the sword was squirted, the sword trembled, the sword flower flashed, and the oncoming sword gas was easily broken.

"Kill you, just three swords!"

The indifferent voice spit out from Zhao Fukou.

The next moment, Zhao Fu stood up, his body surged, his sword rose and dazzled, a sword hit, and the thunder exploded.

"Ben Lei Jianfa - Thunder!"

The cyan sword is blue, the thunder is winding, the arc is flashing, and the sound of screaming is heard.

In the face of this sword, Sumo's eyes are slightly confined, and it is worthy of being a four-armed warrior in Lingwu. It is much stronger than Ding Tao.

"Wind and Magic Cross!"

Hey!

Two fierce swords crossed and flickered, colliding with the Thunder.

boom! boom! boom!

The sword gas burst open, and the ruined aftermath swept around.

"Thunder!"

One hit and annihilation, Zhao Fu once again sword, the sword is even worse, Jianwei is pervasive.

"Dead!" Zhao Fu cold drink.

It’s awkward!

Zhao Fu’s swordsmanship is like a thunder. He has fallen from nine days and his power has doubled.

"To kill me, you are still far behind!"

The faint sound sounded, and suddenly there was a gust of wind in the air, and the wind swelled and the sword shook.

"Wind and clouds!"

The wind is raging, the sword helps the wind, the wind helps Jianwei, sweeps everything, and the Thunder Jianqi is once again smashed, and there is no trace.

"The strength is really good! You are qualified to see me the strongest sword!"

Zhao Fu was surprised and said, immediately and arrogantly said.

In the end, Zhao Fu's white sword shadow vacated, it is the sword Wu soul, the human-level eighth-order sword Wu soul.

The martial arts are out, Zhao Fu's whole person is like a peerless sword, and his sharp swords are shining.

Hey!

The next moment, Zhao Fu is shaped like a cheetah, bursting out and coming close to Sumo.

A bright sword light suddenly shimmers, such as the thunder of the world, such as lightning through the void, it is incredible, the light of lightning in the blink of an eye will pierce Sumo's eyes.

"Ben Lei a sword!"

This sword, as its name suggests, is as lightning-fast as it is.

"It’s a sword, it’s so powerful!”

"Ben Lei's sword is the sword of the lore of the sword, and the lethality is comparable to the second-class martial arts."

"Ben Lei Jianfa is difficult to practice, I did not expect that Zhao Fu brothers even the sword of the lore has been refined!"

When the crowd saw Zhao Fu’s sword, it suddenly became awkward.

Li Feng and Niu Xiaohu suddenly became nervous and looked worriedly at Sumo on the battle platform.

Can this sword Sumo block it?

They shook their heads, this sword is so strong, how can Sumo stop it!

On the stage.

At this moment, Sumo's body was full of hair, and the heart gave birth to a sense of crisis that had never been seen before.

This sword is the strongest blow he has ever encountered.

The four spirits in Sumo's body swayed wildly, and the boundless instinct sprang up. His bones burst into a burst, the strength of the flesh was released, and a sword greeted the stabbing attack.

"Spirit of the Wind!"

At this moment, the wind stopped, the space solidified, and everything seemed to be still.

There is only one stern sword light, and the sword is light for the wind blade, sly, illusory, fast, and unmatched!

The next moment, the wind blade came first, and hit the Thunder sword accurately.