Ling Han in Piaoxue Valley came out first with a cold look. "You just despised my secret skills in Piaoxue Valley, and I will come to meet you in Ling Han!"
"Even so, Zong Chenyi in the mixed yuan dynasty also wants to learn the stunt of Shenhuang Island!"
Another tianjiao came out, and Hang Qiuyu and others stood side by side.
Then another tianjiao jumped to the battlefield and sank, "In the Temple of Wind and Thunder …"
"Needless to say"
Su Mo impatiently waved and interrupted and said simply, "I’m not interested in knowing if you want to fight."
"You …"
The people in fenglei temple were speechless and gnashed their teeth with hate.
In the blink of an eye, Hang Qiuyu, three people, Ling Han in the Snow Valley, and prajna temple people from the Temple of Wind and Thunder in the Yuan Dynasty came to the battlefield.
Nine Tianjiao looks pale and moves slowly to surround Su Mo!
Seeing this, Ji’s demon was anxious to look at several demons around him and asked, "Do you still choose to stand by and watch? He … lost the sword, and the Buddhist turned to deal with us. Our magic door is still at a disadvantage! "
"Hey, hey, he asked for it."
Yunyu Zongguan Yu smiled strangely. "Besides, maybe this Taoist friend of Shenhuang Island can really suppress the Nine Tianjiao and become famous in World War I!"
Pang Yue and others looked calm and showed no intention of intervening.
They won’t make a hasty move until the situation is right.
Shura Zongbaiyu’s eyes were gloomy and suddenly he said meaningfully, "If you want me to help which side, it’s still possible!"
War has broken out and Ji goblins have no idea to ponder over the meaning of this sentence.
"Count me in for being so busy."
Ji goblin easily chuckled and chose to join the battlefield.
Her strength can involve a tianjiao at most, so she can help Su Mo share a little pressure.
Su Mo himself still has to face a lot of arrogance!
Snow Valley Ling Han frowned, got out of the battlefield and stopped Ji goblins from fighting in one place if they were shocked and graceful, if they were Youlong.
Although it is the first time for Tianjiao to join hands, they have a tacit understanding.
Jian Zong Hang Qiuyu and Kongoji Juechen joined hands with Su Mo in melee.
The remaining six people, Somera, broke into a storm-like offensive from the spirit device and the spirit technique, and the aura was full of shock waves.
Boom Boom
Su Molian chopped two knives and chopped hard at Jinghong Sword and Vajra.
Hang Qiuyu and Chueh-chen, both monks, were shocked and retreated half a step.
Su Mo, however, with the help of this rebound force, stamped his feet and flew out of the whole person’s body, almost sticking to the ground, narrowly avoiding many spiritual devices and techniques.
Proud feather Xiao watched Su Mo’s imperial sword go back quickly and distance himself.
Mixed Yuan Zong Chenyi’s eyes flashed and sank. "This man has cultivated to the realm of blood like the tide, and his flesh is terrible and his melee power is extremely strong. You don’t have to fight hard to pull the distance, so you must consume energy to death!"
The tianjiao present here is ready, and there are many people who cooperate with each other. Naturally, they will not give Su Mo a close chance.
Once Su Mo rushed to one of them, the other seven people would stop their way.
Hang Qiuyu and Jue Chen, monks, were like tarsal maggots, and they went to Sumo to fight with each other.
The battlefield aura has already boiled!
A tianjiao resultant force staggered and constantly changed its position to limit Sumo to its original position.
But even so, people broke out in waves of offensives, but they still broke through the Soviet-Mexican defense and were blocked by their long knives!