MTL - Warrior’s Promise-Chapter 120 The war has been bloody

"kill!"

The mysterious young man of Xuanjizong screamed and screamed, and suddenly shot a fist.

"King Kong bursts fist!"

Although this mysterious disciple is thin, but the practice of boxing is extremely fierce and hegemonic.

With a punch, the iron fists are so thick and heavy as the mountains, and there is a momentum that shatters everything.

Hey!

Sumo's figure flashed, leaving a residual image, and instantly escaped the attack of the other side.

The next moment, Sumo appeared behind the other side, a sword stabbed to the other side.

Sharp sword light, piercing the air, making a harsh scream.

drink!

Young people who are thin are not the four geniuses of the spirit, and they react very quickly. They rushed back and punched Jianguang.

boom!

One strike collided and the two flew back at the same time.

"The strength is really good!"

Sumo has a slight eye.

This person's talent may not be as good as Zuo Qiu, but the strength is absolutely above Zuo Qiu, it is worthy of being a four-minded genius.

"You can't beat me!"

The young man looked cold and looked at Sumo, Shen Sheng said.

"Is it?"

Somo sneered, faintly said: "Without five strokes, you will die!"

Sumo’s words are extremely confident.

"Five strokes?"

The young man with a thin eyebrow picks up and smiles: "Blind mania is ignorance. I am going to see you, **** me within five strokes."

Although the young losers disdain, the expression on the face is quite dignified.

Obviously, he did not underestimate Sumo.

Sumo shook his head, no longer nonsense, and his body flashed, and he rushed to the other side.

In an instant, the other side was approaching, and a sword roared out.

"Shenfeng swordsmanship - the wind blade!"

A sword smashed out, a sharp wind blade, such as the blast under the ninth day, broke through the air, and instantly turned to the thin youth.

"Wuhen!"

In the face of Sumo's unrivaled sword, the thin young man instantly released his own martial arts.

This man's martial arts is a ape monkey, tall and tall, with extremely long arms.

On the ape, there are eight yellow halos.

The eighth-order martial arts of the human level.

"broken!"

After the release of the Wuhun, the youth was even more powerful, and a fist hit the oncoming wind blade.

boom!

The fists and swords collided and exploded.

The wind blade is broken and scattered.

The young man lost five steps backwards.

"Shenfeng swordsmanship - wind and clouds!"

Sumo simply did not give the other person a chance to breathe, and once again sword.

The gust of wind swelled and the wind was so strong that it was accompanied by Jianguang.

boom!

The second sword, the thin young man stepped back eighteen steps.

"Shenfeng swordsmanship - wind and whistle for nine days!"

Sumo’s sword followed a sword, and the wind was strong, and the wind rose again. The wind was integrated into the sword and set off a terrifying power.

boom!

This time, the young people who were thin were no longer able to stop, and they were directly fled out.

puff! !

The thin young man volleyed out of blood.

"how is this possible?"

The young man was stunned, and he was hit hard by only three swords.

This made him unable to believe.

Hey!

The body of the thin young man has not yet landed, and Sumo immediately rushed out.

Su Mo’s figure rises from the sky, and it’s a slap in the air.

laugh!

This blow directly tears the body of the thin young man and sprinkles the blood.

boom!

The body of the thin young man fell to the ground, and he had lost his breath and died completely.

Sumo's leapfrog challenge is still crushed.

Sumo looked at the other's body and did not have any surprises about the four swords killing each other.

He believes that none of the four martial arts martial arts here can block the attack of his sacred swordsmanship.

Even if it was before the left autumn, Sumo only used the wind magic sword.

Shenfeng swordsmanship can make Sumo's strength double again.

Killing the young and thin, Sumoo’s position, his eyes once again look at the Tallinn camp, the eyes are full of provocative colors.

"Who else? Dare to fight?"

Sumo suddenly violently drunk, domineering, and madness.

In the face of such a mad Sumo, Tie Linguo camp, this time there is no sound, everyone is silent.

Brother Wu is already one of the strongest of the four martial artists in their spirit.

Even Wu’s brothers were defeated by several swords, and who else can defeat each other.

too strong!

Simply strong and outrageous!

It’s so strong!

A group of Xuanji sects were gray-faced, and the other party’s three-armed warriors in the spirit of the martial arts swept their three- and four-armed martial arts, which made them unacceptable.

"Sumo brother is invincible!"

Sumo stood proud on the battlefield. At this time, there was a big drink from the wall of Guanwu City.

Hearing this voice, Sumo smiled slightly, this is the voice of Niu Xiaohu.

With the sound of Niu Xiaohu, the Tianyueguo camp has completely boiled.

Many Fenglingdao disciples also responded with anger and screamed.

Immediately, even the tens of thousands of troops in the country of the moon, shouted.

"Sumo is invincible!"

"Sumo is invincible! Heaven is invincible!"

"..."

Rolling and drinking, forming a rushing weather wave, sounds nine miles, resounding hundreds of miles, earth-shattering.

Everyone is shouting for the juvenile who is standing on the field.

At this moment, the morale of the Tianyue Army is so high that it breaks through the clouds.

On the other hand, the army of the Iron Forest is ugly and morale is extremely low.

"Sumo, you are coming back!"

At this moment, a subtle voice was introduced into Sumor.

It’s a real voice.

Lingwu Wuwu, has been able to use the true gas to carry on the sound.

However, the distance of infuriating sounds depends on the repair of the warrior.

The true voice of a strong warrior in Lingwujing is generally about 100 meters.

The Lingwujing Jiuwu Warrior can carry out the infuriating voice within five miles.

Sumo heard the voice and raised his brow.

This is the voice of Yuan Zhan.

Is Yuan Zhan taking the initiative to attack?

Also, now the morale of the Tianyue army is like a rainbow, and now it is not fighting, but when.

Immediately, Sumo did not hesitate to show his body to the extreme and quickly left the battlefield.

The next moment, Yuan Zhan’s violent screams suddenly sounded.

"The public will listen to the order! The whole army will attack!"

The violent screams of Yuan Zhan, with strong infuriating spirit, are vast and spread throughout the audience.

"kill!"

Yuan Zhan took the giant knife and took the lead and rushed out.

The Black Scales Corps followed closely, and the 50,000-strong army of Tianyue State slammed into it, such as a black torrent, and rushed to the opposite Iron Forest Corps.

"kill!"

"killing and killing..."

Tens of thousands of troops rushed to drink, and the boiling killings stirred the nine days.

"Archer ready! Put the arrow!"

Magic Iron saw the Tianyue army attack, hurriedly drunk.

Hey! !

The horrible whistle sounded.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened, and the endless arrows turned into arrows and rain, dense and dense, covering the sky.

The Tianyue army was prepared, and the sergeants in front of them had a huge shield.

what! what! what! ! !

After two rounds of arrows rained, after paying more than 300 people, the Tianyue army and the Iron Forest Army Corps crashed together.

Kill and kill! ! ! !

Suddenly, above the entire battlefield, the mad screaming and killing sounds earthshaking.

The screams of the rushing horses and the screams of screaming screamed.

Sprayed with blood and stained the earth.

The two people's horses are killing red eyes and attacking wildly.

In this kind of large-scale operation, human life is like a mustard.

Every moment, every second, there are people who die.

In just one quarter of an hour, there were thousands of people fighting and dying.