"Hehehehehe......"

A few seconds later, it was Venerable Yilong Xu Fu who broke the silence, only to hear her speak, "I said a long time ago, this is just a spoiled little girl, what's so strange about crying?" ”

Among the people present, Xu Fu is undoubtedly the most qualified to say this, she has endured such a hot and aquatic life for ten years, ten years!

After only a few minutes, I was bullied and cried in just a few words, hum, such a person is not worthy of being his old enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu Fu felt a wave of pride inexplicably rise in his heart, but then he seemed to realize that his thoughts were not a trembling m, and he instantly shook his head with the pride just now and glared at Su Mo fiercely.

How did Su Mo know that Xu Fu had added so many scenes in an instant, and it was very strange why she suddenly glared at herself, could it be that she was blaming him for bullying her old enemy who cried?

For various reasons, Xu Fu's ridicule came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's eyes also moved away from Xu Fu, and the flesh and blood powerhouses in the town on the sidelines, Wusha Tianjun and Su Mo, flowed back and forth, and finally fell on Su Mo's body.

This sword debate can be said to have been provoked by this sword god, and Taishangzong turned it into a sword debate after taking it, and then ...... Venerable Miaoyun, who was originally considered to be the absolute champion, was defeated by the Sword God.

Forget it if you defeat it, the key is that Venerable Miaoyun left the scene crying in the end.

At this moment, Taishangzong's feeling must be quite bad, maybe he will have a seizure in public, compared to the sword, what is the matter with you making others cry?

At this time, the onlookers had forgotten that Venerable Miaoyun was a strong man in a broken void, and instead regarded her as a beautiful woman.

In the Qianwu world, there are not many strong people in the Broken Void, and there are even fewer beautiful female powerhouses among them, and the one who leans on the Dragon Venerable is not counted for the time being, it is really too domineering, and his own personality and temperament completely cover up that beautiful and delicate face.

And these people completely forgot that what they had just said was also the last straw that made Venerable Miaoyun cry.

Anyway, as a crowd of onlookers, it is not a big deal to change positions at any time, and now everyone is looking at Su Mo with the same hatred - it is not right for you to do this, expressing your meaning with your eyes.

Of course, if you really want them to say it, you can't avoid it.

Wusha Tianjun's brows furrowed slightly, looking at the direction in which Venerable Miaoyun left, he seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot.

Venerable Miaoyun's performance was indeed somewhat unexpected by him, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not unreasonable at all.

Venerable Miaoyun's experience was smooth sailing, and there were several failures during the period, but that kind of failure was defeated by stronger and stronger people.

And some of those people are the powerhouses of the Taishang Sect - the same sect to learn and give advice, but it will have a promoting effect on Venerable Miaoyun.

The only two real failures, the other party also took care of the background of the Taishang Sect, did not make a ruthless move, and even mentioned a few words, for Venerable Miaoyun, there was no sense of humiliation of failure at all.

Only today, only this Ximen blowing snow, so that Venerable Miaoyun encountered a feeling that he had never had in his life in front of everyone, plus the weapon was destroyed, it is normal to have such a reaction in the end.

"The heart still needs to be exercised, which is far inferior to her." Wusha Tianjun glanced at Xu Fu, "But if you can figure it out by yourself, if it is too difficult, the road will be much smoother in the future, that child is not really a person who can't accept failure, give her a little time, this time the failure can benefit her a lot." ”

Thinking of this, Wusha Tianjun also extinguished any intention of blowing snow against that Ximen, as one of the three sects, this kind of bearing still has to be had.

After all, the others were Guangming Zhenda who defeated Venerable Miaoyun, and even agreed to her more non-centric request, if Wusha Tianjun made a little more or something, the other Luo Sect and the Nine Star Sect would definitely take this opportunity to laugh at the Taishang Sect's petty family.

"Since Miaoyun's kid lost, then I declare this sword discussion ......"

Wusha Tianjun stood up and spoke, the voice not coming from his mouth, but from the sky, as if it were a heavenly sound.

"Wait a minute."

Su Mo opened his mouth and interrupted Wusha Tianjun's words.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Wusha Tianjun looked at Su Mo and said, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and then he returned to normal.

"I came to Taishang Sect, not just to challenge Venerable Miaoyun, the Sword Conference doesn't mean much to me, I am only interested in stronger powerhouses." Su Mo looked at Wusha Tianjun and said.

"What do you mean?" Wusha Tianjun said.

"I'm thinking, I'm afraid that your Taishang Sect is not just such a strong person as Venerable Miaoyun, right? Whatever the elder is too high, the head can come out, what I want is not the name of the sword god, nor is it victory, but the sword test the world. Su Mo looked at Wusha Tianjun and said.

The indifference on Wusha Tianjun's face gradually disappeared, and a faint evil aura emanated from him.

The people next to him suddenly fell into an ice cellar, their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly ran their own exercises to resist.

"This is a strong man derived from flesh and blood, and a wisp of breath is so terrifying." Many people secretly said in their hearts.

"Arrogant junior, no respect, I really don't know the height of the sky, what kind of place do you think of Taishangzong, huh?" When he said the last word, the surging killing intent had already erupted and pressed towards Su Mo.

Although it was not aimed at himself, he was only injured by mistake, and there were already many people with weaker realms on the martial arts arena who directly spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Honorable?"

At this time, Su Mo also turned on the provocation mode, "What can that thing do, can it be eaten?" Or does it turn out that our martial artists do not judge winning or losing based on martial arts cultivation, but by age, and whoever lives longer is the longest? I wonder if you will kneel down respectfully and call him a senior when you see a 10,000-year-old turtle? ”

"Not bad, not bad."

Wusha Tianjun's voice also carried a hint of coldness, as a flesh-and-blood powerhouse, if he was said so, if he still maintained a calm state of mind, then it was really as Su Mo said, he met the 10,000-year-old turtle and was about to scream his seniors.

"Angry?"

Su Mo smiled, "If you are angry, come here, defeat you first, what Taishang Elder of the Taishang Sect, the head of the sect and the like will probably come out." ”

"Death!"

What answered Su Mo was a deafening roar, the furious Wusha Heavenly Monarch no longer retained, and a terrifying martial arts cultivation was fully expanded, and the true qi on his body surged, and it seemed that it had really formed a real yellow sand, surging towards Su Mo.

Under that roar, many people passed out directly on the martial arts field.

"It's too big." Xu Fu secretly said in her heart, her body retreated quickly, she didn't want to get involved in the battle between these two.

"Ha, you're qualified to let me use sword qi."

In the face of this terrible sand, Su Mo laughed, as if he was a real sword cultivator, and an extremely sharp sword intent surged from his body, stabbing directly into the yellow sand.

"Ignorant junior."

Wusha Tianjun sneered in his heart.

The Yellow Sand Strength he cultivated was able to cut his True Qi into countless small particles, just like real sand.

Although that sword qi was razor-sharp, it had the momentum of cutting everything.

But have you ever seen a knife that can cut through sand? The sand will only be separated, and when the knife leaves, it will return to its original state.

Most of the sword cultivators take the route of gathering strength and breaking the surface a little.

And Wusha Tianjun's martial arts just happened to restrain such sword cultivation.

Sword Cultivation's sword qi is useless against Wusha Tianjun, once Sword Cultivation is swept into the sand and dust, facing the sea of sand, it will be like falling into a desperate situation.

With the cultivation of Wusha Tianjun, the power of this move was even more terrifying than the sword mist of Miaoyun Venerable.

Sure enough, those sword qi that far surpassed the Miaoyun Venerable pierced into the dust, as if it really pierced into the sand, without half a point of achievement, the yellow sand was only separated a little, and then the sword qi sank into the sea.

In the next moment, the terrible sand and dust had already engulfed Su Mo.

In this realm of yellow sand, how to concoct this arrogant boy is a matter of Wusha Tianjun's thoughts.

"I'm going to take you a little-"

A sneer appeared on Wusha Tianjun's face, and he secretly said in his heart, at this time, a warning omen was suddenly born, and countless years of experience made him make the most prudent choice, and he suddenly withdrew his sand dust true qi and condensed it into a one-man tall shield in front of him.

At the moment when the shield was formed, a fist slammed into the shield.

The sand turned into gold, and the incomparably strong shield shattered instantly, turning into countless particles and impacting in all directions, and slowly disappeared when it flew halfway, the fist directly shattered the shield, not to mention, the terrifying fist even flew towards the sky with the sandless Tianjun behind him, with yellow sand floating around him, and his face was with a frightened look that could not be restrained.

But before Wusha Tianjun shouted something impossible, he felt a terrible crisis coming again.

"No sand!"

Wusha Tianjun drank violently, and the yellow sand around him suddenly disappeared, or formed even smaller particles that could not be seen by the naked eye at all.

There is always only the wrong name, but there is no wrong title.

Since Wusha Tianjun is called Wusha, his really powerful move is of course not the Yellow Sand True Qi just now, the current Wusha is his most terrifying killing move, invisible or even close to the Qualityless True Qi, and the person killed by this move doesn't even know when he was hit.

Along with the sound of Wusha Tianjun's loud shouting, Su Mo was wearing a conspicuous white robe.

Su Mo appeared in front of Wusha Tianjun, the distance between the two was less than one meter, and his right hand was firmly clasped around Wusha Tianjun's neck when the word "Wusha" fell. (To be continued.) )