They don't know about Fenghou, and if they see it, they will probably snatch it.

Just kidding, Fenghou has been mixed for so many years, and he only got a third-grade intermediate little short sword, which is like Su Luo, just like engaging in king-level weapon wholesale, and taking out hundreds of pieces at once.

Wang Fenglin's eyes were fiery and said: "I think we can go down and make a big one, the king-level weapon is indestructible, even if the martial monarch is in the way, we can chop him alive!" ”

"Yes, indeed!"

Mo Kong admits this assumption, a king-level weapon can be cut down with a knife, not to mention an alloy weapon, even a second-grade magic weapon can be cut.

Indigenous human beings, those martial monarchs and martial marquis, can get king-level weapons?

It's simply impossible!

Now they all owe a lot of money to the Student Alliance, and they need to go down to work to pay off their debts.

As for giving up king-level weapons, it's impossible!

This kind of divine weapon, the blessing combat power is particularly obvious, and it is definitely a heads-up treasure that can defeat the enemy.

All the king-level weapons were issued, and Wang Fenglin couldn't wait to go down to work.

No way, he owes the most.

With a huge debt of 1.55 million credits, Wang Fenglin can't do it without working hard.

The group of people from the Student Alliance came to the Steel City in groups, which caused many soldiers to look sideways, and they were very familiar with this group of people from the Central Plains Imperial School.

In particular, the record of their group shows that none of them are weak.

Deng Jianwen said: "Fenglin, you guys have come down again, changed weapons?" ”

"Of course, go and slaughter a few martial artists to open the seal for my treasure sword!" Wang Fenglin carried a horse chopping knife and looked like a sasser.

Mo Wushu appeared quietly, his eyes looked directly at Wang Fenglin's weapon, and he couldn't help but look at the battle armor on Mo Kong's body and the weapons held by the three hundred people.

He's a little bad with his whole person!

What's the situation?

Am I dazzled?

Why do you faintly feel that the weapons on these little guys are all king-level weapons!

Mo Wushu blackened his face and came out and said, "Xiaokong! ”

"Grandpa!" Mo Kong hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Mo Wushu is the patron saint of their Mo family, a powerful king, and once Mo Kongdu set a goal to become a big man like his grandfather.

But now he vaguely felt that the king level was nothing more than that.

Mo Wushu couldn't help but say: "The weapons on your bodies? ”

"It's all king-level weapons!" Mo Kong told the truth.

Mo Wudi: "?? ”

What is this kidding him?

When did the king-level weapons flood like this, could it be that they were distributed above, why didn't they distribute them to him!

Mo Wudi was a little confused.

But Mo Kong didn't lie, everyone did have a king-level weapon, they borrowed three hundred Linma beasts, all had maps, circled the target, and picked the important town far away from the royal city.

Each of them has a king-level weapon, even if they face the Martial Monarch, they have the power to fight.

Mo Wushu watched this group of people leave, but he hadn't come back to his senses, and he hadn't figured out why there were so many king-level weapons?

You must know that the appearance of a king-level weapon means that a demon king or king-level plant has fallen.

What's more, this group of little guys seems to have king-level battle armor.

Where the hell are so many demon kings slaughtered, will the Southern Wilderness sit idly by?

Mo Wudi was a little confused, obviously not figuring it out yet.

But Wang Fenglin and the others have already acted, riding the Lin Horse Beast, storming the town, looking down on life and death, doing it if they don't accept it, holding king-level weapons, all the way bloody and rainy.

All the resources in the important town have been looted.

For indigenous peoples, they will not leave any mercy.

The battle between the two races, needless to say, is not too much.

They are also fighting below, and now they all want to earn money to pay off their debts.

Su Luo of the Central Plains Imperial School is leisurely, and at present, the entire campus is full of glory, the style of the Imperial School is constantly being displayed, and geniuses are constantly emerging.

By next year, it is estimated that more geniuses will come.

After all, the Central Plains Imperial School, but the Eight Kings are in school, and the rumored welfare benefits are the first of the famous schools, and the resources carefully allocated by the major famous schools can be seen basically everywhere in the Central Plains Imperial School.

Their student benefits are eye-catching.

Annex No. 1.

Su Luo's left hand was raised slightly, and the strength of his palm was constantly circulating, as if he was warming up his whole body.

As for Su Luo's cultivation level, they didn't ask about it.

Because it's useless to ask, maybe just asked in the last sentence, this demon will be in front of you in the next second, and he will break through in situ.

It's not an exaggeration, it's something they've all seen with their own eyes.

They also doubted whether Su Luo was hiding his strength.

But Ming Yan and Mo Rulong knew that this pervert was very high-minded, and he didn't bother to lie at all, he could really do it, and he would break through as much as he wanted.

And for martial arts, Su Luo seems to have seen through the essence.

Old man Zhang muttered, Su Luo will not be those special physiques in the legends of the ancient period, such as the innate Dao body and the like!

The innate Dao body, born with a close path, can completely achieve self-cultivation without a teacher, and there are no barriers, it is simply the darling of heaven and earth.

Of course, this is legend.

But this kind of legend, Old Man Zhang, they saw with their own eyes, perfectly reproduced on the baby egg.

Su Luo is in the other courtyard, his whole body is full of energy, and his limbs are all mixed yuan, basically he has reached the seventh level of martial arts?

It's only been half an hour, and he has become a seventh-level martial commander!

Old man Zhang came over and said happily: "Baby egg, broke through again?" ”

"Feel free to practice." Su Luo was calm.

The corners of Old Man Zhang's mouth twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath, ignoring this sentence.

What do you mean by casual practice?

Practice at will and break through one after another, and in a blink of an eye, he will become a ninth-level martial artist, and this speed can make ghosts cry in fright.

Old man Zhang smacked his lips and said, "Is there a blood qi pill, give me some more!" ”

"I refine these things, they are all fed to dogs, why do you always want to grab food from dogs?"

Su Luo beckoned, and the fluffy dog rushed over, grinning and making a fierce cute and cute appearance.

The dog was very angry, this bad old man was very bad, and he was always grabbing food from him.

Old man Zhang's old face suddenly turned black, he glanced at the dog, and secretly thought that he would stew this little guy when he had the opportunity, a fat squirrel had become a jing, and he could eat elixir and blood qi pills at every turn.

You know, these things are worth a lot of money!

Su Luo waved his hand and threw it to him, and said indifferently: "The blood qi has reached one thousand and five, which is not bad!" ”

"You can see it, in less than a month, I will be able to step to the point of the fifth stage king, and when the time comes, I will go down with one punch, and more than a thousand qi and blood will explode, hehe!"

Old man Zhang had a lewd expression on his face, obviously very proud.

Su Luo said calmly: "Stepping into the level of the fifth rank king, the minimum qi and blood is more than 1,600 na, and it takes one punch with all your strength to explode a thousand qi and blood, which is worth showing off?" ”

"I ......"

Old man Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned extremely dark.

He was looking for someone to brag about, and he really found the wrong person!

No one should be looking for Su Luo!

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