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Chapter 1830: Do not stop, please give me a face

On the island

Su Kongyu waited for a long time for the third wave of thunder, and finally fell. The time of this robbery was a bit long, and a total of six thunders fell from the sky. From the wave number of the robbery and the intensity of the robbery, it can reflect the qualifications and strength of the monk.

The sky robbery of Sukong is not mutated and belongs to the scope of normal looting. However, the power is stronger than the ordinary monk's catastrophe. His cultivation qualification is excellent, and he can also rank in the same age of Tianhe Su's.

At the time of the robbery, Su Kongyu once again sword.

Like the last time, after his sword was thrown out, he cooperated with the big robbery to form a huge turtle shell, which steadily blocked the bombardment of the robbery.

When the monks confronted the robbers in front, they were oppressed by the robbers, and their potentials were often squeezed. Su Kongyan felt that his ‘sword potential’ under the pressure of the robbery had furthered the signs of “sword meaning”.

Sword meaning is the ability that every swordsman is eager to master. Only by mastering the sword, is it a qualified sword repair.

"If my sword has changed, what kind of sword will evolve?" Sukong’s heart was faintly awaited.

boom

After the six thunders hit the shell, they were once again bounced back, and they came to the position of Song Shuhang.

The third wave of robbery ended, and the robbery began to brew the next wave of robbery.

"It's not a long strip." Song Shudao.

Seniors of Akasaka Sword: "You can do it in six breaths. Can you do it?"

"A man can't say no!" Song Shuhang reached out to the thunder of the six-day robbing. When they broke through the ‘the catastrophe of the big bang, the singer slammed the force and locked the six robbed in the air.

Then he moved his hands and the six thunders were smashed into strips: "White predecessors, then look at you."

In one breath, the same six robbers, Song Shuhang did not take the gasp, and the obvious ease. After all, it is only the catastrophe of Jin 3, and Song Shuhang feels that even if the number is increased ten times, he can do it.

"Well, during this time, you have improved a lot." The white predecessors were calm and calm, and he stepped forward again, sealing the six days.

After the seal was over, the white predecessors suddenly turned their heads and looked at the location of the 'Western': "Someone came."

"It was attracted by the momentum of the robbery."

Under normal circumstances, when a monk encounters a person who is robbed, he is retreating three feet away from the distance, lest he be involved. However, sometimes, when it is uncertain whether a practitioner is in a robbery, some monks will come over and look at the scene from afar.

Because sometimes, when treasures are born, they will lead to catastrophe.

"The signal of the law of the robbery has spread. The monks will know that if there is a man who robs, they will retreat. If someone has to come over, they must rely on the guardians to expel them." "The Akasaka sword predecessors said.

"Close." Song Shuhang frowned.

There were a total of three monks' atmospheres. They did not stop when they were close to the signal range of the ‘Function and Law,’ and they still approached here.

"I will take a look." Su Shi A-26 brows and picks up his own short knife.

Seeing that the signal of the ‘the law of crossing the robbery’ was also forcibly broken in, it was not good in all likelihood.

"I will accompany you to go... White predecessors, can you give it to you first?" Song Shuhang asked.

The predecessors of the white predecessors have different personalities and cannot directly treat them as cost. Therefore, Song Shuhang specifically asked about it.

"No problem, I will rob me, I will give it to me." The white predecessors kept their faces and screamed.

Although he will not use the method of arrogance, he can directly use his hand to make a sense of it.

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Su Shi’s 16-knife light glimpsed, and his body was dimmed, plunging into three breathful positions. Song Shuhang step by step, next to the lotus. The seniors of the Akasaka sword thought about it and felt that they needed to be a squad for Song Shulin and also flew.

After a few breaths, the two men met a sword and the three masters of the breath.

"Not a monk?" Song Shuhang looked at the three figures in front of him.

A body is like wood, covered with wooden lines, and branches on his fingers hang down, which looks like trees are shaped into human figures.

On the other hand, he wore an astronaut-like helmet and was covered with fish scales.

The last one is a human form made up of fog... like Song Shuhang's 'smoke mode', but this is made up of white mist.

After the three and Song Shuhang and Su Shi A-16, they also stopped.

Song Shuhang stepped up in the void and a black lotus bloomed. Su Shi A Xie took up the dawn and landed on the black lotus.

The Akasaka sword floated on the top of Song Shuhang's head, and it seemed to be a sword after Song Shuhang's head fell behind him.

Song Shuhang looked at the three monks and opened his mouth.

"The person who came to ~ who ~" The head of the make-up fairy suddenly emerged from the top of Song Shuhang's head and sang loudly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The three practitioners on the opposite side made a slight meal.

The white mist consciously replied: "Who am I called, the fairy called me?"

The scene suddenly caught.

"Bage ... Balong ancient holy, hegemony ... hegemony, hegemony ... bully." The wooden man monk reported Song Sahang's three holy symbols in one breath, he seems to be stuttering.

The voice of the wood man just fell, and his two companions shook slightly.

"Who has seen the predecessors of the tyrants." White smoke hugs the fist.

"The tree people see ... see the tyrants ... tyrants Song predecessors." Wood people at the same time.

Who is one, one tree, the last one? Song Shuhang looks at the practitioner who wears the helmet of the astronaut. Is this not a cosmic or an alien?

"The younger generation Ding Qingyun, I have seen the predecessors of the tyrants." The monk wearing the astronaut helmet was sailing to the Song Dynasty.

"Why is your name so normal?" Song Shudao.

Ding Qingyun: "..."

"Cough, the three Taoist friends must have seen the robbery in front of them." Song Shuhang said: "There are teenagers who met me in front of the robbery, so can you ask three friends to give me a face? , temporarily stop."

Having said that, I don’t know how big the Sukong is? Under normal circumstances, the age of the monk is much larger than the appearance. Although Su Kongyu looks like a teenager, he is already the realm of Jin 3. Will the age be bigger than me?

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang always felt that the word "senior" in his mouth could not be read anymore.

The three monks on the opposite side were silent.

After a long while.

"Since the predecessors of the Pa-Songs spoke, the three of us left." Ding Qingyun said.

The three turned and stepped back and left without hesitation.

Su Shi A sixteen slightly frown.

The actions of these three guys are a bit strange, as if they are testing something.

"Look at the trick, the right backstab!" A proud voice rang behind Song Shuhang.

A giant sword was drilled from the shadows and slammed into Song Shuhang.

"Resentment, hegemony Xuansheng. To blame, blame you for being the reincarnation of Cheng Lin."