Thousands of true imperial swords reappeared like a drizzle.
Around Su Yu’s top quasi-holy realm, the Wolf clan was temporarily unable to avoid instant eating a stuffy loss.
"The true emperor sword shadow! ! ！”
"The true emperor sword shadow! ! ！”
Su Yu’s quasi-holy realm is the limit of three strokes of the true emperor sword shadow
The other two moves, the real emperor’s sword shadow, have disappeared into the quasi-holy wolf warrior group.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In addition to the top quasi-saints, most of the places where the true emperor’s sword shadow has been seriously injured are slightly injured by energy.
However, it’s not easy for the quasi-holy wolf warriors. They are all seriously injured or dying, or they fall on the spot!
Only three strokes took away millions of wolf lives!
This human indigenous sword avatar is really terrible!
Even practitioners who specialize in kendo are not as good as him!
"boomed! Hey! "
There are quite a few true emperors’ swords penetrating through the virtual sword, piercing the Wolf clan’s sky, hovering warships, detonating huge explosion sparks and spreading energy ripples, which led to a few minor injuries to the Wolf clan.
Some unlucky wolves died tragically on the spot.
"Humble Terran indigenous! How dare you do this again! "
Xuansong nu scold a way
It seems that the strength of this group of Wolf warriors is not high, but it takes a lot of resources and years to repair the territory. Today, there are dozens of large legions of Wolf warriors who can come here.
They can easily destroy an inferior small plane with a small army of hundreds of thousands of people.
However, at this time, the Wolf clan army lost millions of Xuansong in an instant, so it won’t be angry!
However, Su Yu didn’t reply to Xuansong’s words again, not because he didn’t want to return, but because he wanted to recover his strength when he grasped it.
Words are redundant. They’ve already reached this point. Do you need more words?
It is already the limit of Su Yu’s quasi-holy realm to display three strokes of the true emperor’s sword shadow in succession
Su Yu knelt on one knee and held the sword with his right hand. The body sank into the ground a few inches, and there was a soft strength all over.
Swing the sword to slay the Wolf clan, and then swing three strokes of the true emperor sword shadow.
Gang qi and strength have been put into it.
Even if Su Yu fought again, his back was still very straight. He sighed and said, "I killed you alone, but it’s not enough!" I have to pull a few saints and top saints! "
Su Yu showed bloody murder and stared at the ten saints of the Wolf clan and the top saints.
If the quasi-holy level can see that Su Yu is fighting again.
But anyone who touches Su Yu’s eyes is low-minded and dare not look at each other with fiery eyes.
This pair of bloody eyes makes people who are used to the war feel inexplicable fear.
"I’ve run out of real yuan, and I’ll fight the Wolf clan again."
Xuan Ming’s breath is weak, but his speech is full of gas.
Although the irony is full of meaning, Xuan Ming’s heart is secretly ecstatic
His contact with Su Yu was short-lived, but Xuan Ming could see through Su Yu’s temperament. This is a terran who keeps his word.
Crazy talk has been released, but he didn’t say that Su Yu’s physical strength has really run out!
A strong crossbow Xuan Ming must be afraid of Su Yu again!
High-spirited metaphysical meditation makes people take Su Yu, but they think of the secret technique that they got before, and they are hesitant.
"Xuansong, go and try him."
Although Xuansong is less experienced in combat than him and has his own lessons, Xuansong will definitely be very vigilant.
Xuan Ming has only four top saints and himself, and only ten saints.
"it’s the coach."
Xuansong brought an instant to Su Yu 20 meters away.
This is a safe distance for him.
Xuansong’s neck is hung with a necklace similar to Terran, which is a kind of innate spiritual treasure similar to protective barrier. It is the only most precious spiritual treasure that Xuan Ming gave him when he took him to war.
After all, Xuansong’s identity is not arrogant, and he can’t come into contact with the precious artifacts of Xiantianbao.
Lin Qianyi saw that Xuansong was almost near Su Yu’s front, and my heart was anxious. I couldn’t help but shout, "Su Yu, you are quick to get away! That Xuansong is a top saint! You … let me out! "
Lin Qianyi was born as a martial art, and he was gifted since childhood. A lot of resources accumulated in Wusheng Pavilion have cultivated him. Although he is a quasi-saint, his attack power is no less than that of an ordinary saint.
It’s the chair’s golden light that is so weird that even his quasi-holy power can be broken.
"oh! What about top saints? I Su Yu didn’t kill a top saint! "
Su Yu wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and looked at Xuansong with a sneer.
I’m fucking arrogant if I lose!
Crazy!
Arrogance
Extremely arrogant!
This is the overall evaluation of Su Yu by the Wolf warriors and guardians.
If you are crazy in your heyday, we are still afraid of you!
But now you are a paper tiger with a strong crossbow. If it weren’t for your weird secret method, a wolf and a spit here could drown your native people!