Not long after Sanmao first entered the martial saint, the time before and after added up is only three or five years.

In the realm of the Martial Saint, he only got up and didn't go far; In comparison, the archbishop who fought against him was clearly stronger than him.

The rabbit rises and falls, just one move, Sanmao knows that he is not the opponent of this guy.

Not to mention the gap in absolute strength, the moment of the fight, the evil and cruel true intent that erupted in the miserable white light of the black-robed archbishop was like a wave, wave after wave impacting Sanmao's mind.

If it weren't for Sanmao, who was a comrade with firm beliefs in the organization, and his heart was so red that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch a single move, he would have to bow down and give orders.

In the blink of an eye, before he could retreat, the black-robed archbishop was killed in front of him, and with one claw tore the body protector Yuan Gang, and the five fingers of the skin and bones were like dry wood, and they were about to grab his neck.

If you want to say that in this world, what is the fastest thing must be thinking.

In this one-ten-thousandth moment, Sanmao's mind turned and activated the power module of the personal template; At the same time, a palm-sized sword weapon bloomed with a purple glow and appeared in the palm!

The black-robed archbishop saw that he was about to catch Sanmao, but he suddenly felt terrified, and the alarm in his heart jumped wildly, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he pulled out and retreated!

A thin line-like edge brushed from the position where the black-robed archbishop was just now, and drew a shining arc, only to hear the sound of Sanmao's 'duh', and the arc flashed, and the black-robed archbishop continued to kill instantly!

Flying Sword!

Sanmao is not a three-no cultivator without hole cards.

Only at that moment, he activated the power module, and his absolute strength skyrocketed in an instant, and Yuan Gang exploded; Then he gritted his teeth, and used all his Yuan Gang to urge the flying sword, if the black-robed archbishop did not avoid it, he was surrounded by the flying sword, and he would definitely cut off his head!

His flying sword is not ordinary.

Sanmao has followed Zhao Jingyang for such a long time, as the old man at Zhao Jingyang's hand, how can Zhao Jingyang ignore him? I already gave some treasures to him for self-defense.

This flying sword is one of them.

In terms of grade, this flying sword is similar to the difference between the fixed air mirror; But the fixed space mirror is an auxiliary magic weapon, and the flying sword is a treasure that specializes in killing.

Sanmao activated the third-level third-order power template, and his hard power was instantly promoted to the level of a martial saint comparable to opening thirty ancestral apertures, and using it to urge the flying sword, if one did not notice, it was a powerful person who opened a hundred and ten ancestral apertures, and he would also suffer a big loss.

The black-robed archbishop reacted instantly, otherwise he would have to shed a layer of skin if he didn't die.

It's too late, it's too soon. From the black-robed archbishop sensing the warning and retreating, to Sanmao urging the flying sword and killing in an instant, the black-robed archbishop has withdrawn more than ten zhang away.

But the speed of the flying sword is extremely fast.

A thin line of blue and purple was a flash, and it had embellished the archbishop.

The black-robed archbishop's heart was terrified, and he didn't have time to think about it when he saw the flying sword killing; Hearing his roar, the black robe that shrouded his whole body exploded, and the mighty white light swelled, and in a flash, a white bone giant more than ten feet tall appeared on the spot!

I heard the sound of Zeng Zeng, like a knife cutting a stone, and the blue-purple light intertwined into an impermeable net around the white bone giant; The bone giant only put one hand around his neck and faced the door, and took out the other hand to beat him.

Only hit the miserable white light in the sky, but it was all useless - it couldn't match the speed of the flying sword.

Flying swords are like nets, shuttling back and forth; With each cut, a deep crack was cut in the bone giant's body. The white-boned giant was also powerful, and when it was cut, it grew again.

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He cut off his hands seven or eight times, but he did not allow the hair to grow seven or eight times.

Otherwise, a head will be cut off.

Sanmao secretly breathed a sigh of relief while urging the flying sword - just now, it was really thrilling. If you react a little slower, you will definitely be captured and killed by the black-robed man.

The situation here reversed, and Sanmao made up his mind.

The humanitarian contribution he has accumulated is not a few, as long as it is to maintain the third-level and third-order power template, and it is not a problem to stay up for three or five days.

Now that he has used the flying sword assassination technique, he has surrounded the black-robed man. At the speed of the flying sword, the black-robed man could barely cope. Sooner or later, drag him to death!

It is to calm down and operate more subtly.

Secretly has attached his fist spirit to the flying sword. Between the flying swords shuttling back and forth to assassinate, the fist spirit that was like a thin breeze penetrated into it without a trace, and the black-robed man was sure to suffer a big loss!

But the black-robed archbishop is also an old thief who has accumulated years, and the current situation is full of disadvantages, how can he not know? If it drags on like this, it is difficult to predict the outcome.

He turned his heart around and shouted, "Go, kill the others!" ”

Here, there is another person who has just recovered from the confrontation between Sanmao and the black-robed archbishop, and it is the fat inspector of the patrol room!

The words of the black-robed archbishop are exactly what this person said.

The fat man was agitated and reacted; glanced at Sanmao, who was manipulating the flying sword, and was clearly a little eager to try.

While struggling to resist the flying sword, the archbishop saw the fat man's thoughts, and couldn't help but be furious, and shouted, "Go! ”

Of course he wanted someone to suddenly entangle Sanmao at this time.

But the archbishop is not a fool - Sanmao's breath was 'weak' before, but it was on a par with the legendary transcendental, but at this time, Sanmao's breath was clearly similar to him.

The fat inspector is just a half-hung legend who pulled out the seedlings, and when he starts to do it, where can he contain Sanmao?

It's better to kill others and surround Wei to save Zhao.

Sanmao was extremely alert, and immediately knew the plan of the black-robed man, and couldn't help shouting: "Yeming, go quickly!" ”

At this time, this block has been beaten into ruins; Ye Ming and the extraordinary people of the special affairs office were already overstretched under the siege of dozens of black-robed people.

These dozens of black-robed people, although they are not legendary and extraordinary, are at least master-level transcendental. And the two legendary transcendents of the special affairs office have already been seriously injured by the archbishop, and it is a fluke not to be held back at this time, and they can't be majestic at all.

Hearing Sanmao's drinking, knowing that the situation was not good, Yeming gritted his teeth, squeezed out the blood of his whole body, urged the sword weapon, slashed horizontally and vertically, pulled up a large piece of sword, and reluctantly repelled the besieging black-robed man, that is, he said: "Go!" ”

Then I heard Sanmao shouting: "Do it!" ”

In the surrounding darkness, seven or eight people rushed out, and it was Sanmao's group of team members, who had been hiding around.

Three of the half-step Martial Saint level team members rushed straight towards the fat man, and the remaining few formed a formation and burst into the black-robed crowd.

Sanmao spit it out softly, his fingertips like plucking the strings, and he was not negligent in manipulating the flying sword.

The black-robed archbishop saw that the plan had failed, and his heart sank slightly, but after all, he was an old thief who had accumulated years, and he was not discouraged easily.

Here's how to deal with the flying sword calmly.

After more than ten breaths, a few more white bone claws fell to the ground, and there were more and more cracks on the body of the white bone giant that the archbishop had turned into, and it was impossible to cover it.

But when he heard a loud earthquake, he suddenly saw a huge fireball rising into the air in the distance, illuminating half of the city.