Chapter 727 (2/2)

”Ha ha, I didn't expect that you are still alive. It seems that your life is tough enough!” A burst of scornful cold laughter rang out slowly, and Yang Shuo, the first peak of Tianjiao in the sword Pavilion, who was imprisoned by the halo of the empty shadow of the five presidents, looked coldly at the moment and sneered at Wu trace coldly.

Yang shuoqi's cold eyes disdain swept the camel big monster beside traceless, did not speak too much to say anything. It is obvious that what Yang Shuo saw before was the camel monster in the real body state, but he did not see with his own eyes the camel monster in the human body state.

When Yang Shuo's eyes swept the body of the puppet, a greedy look suddenly appeared in his eyes. In his heart, he quickly guessed the reason why Wu trace could survive so far. It turned out that this boy was protected by the organ puppet beast.

”Ha ha, you're not dead. How can I be willing to die?” No trace a cold smile, full face ponder of stare at Yang Shuo body green a purple a scar skim.

On both sides, Ananda, a disciple of Buddhists, Yuan Ba, a disciple of animal temple, and Shuangshuang are puzzled by the body shape of the puppet. The other several disciples of each major sect also cast a strange look towards Wu Chen.

On one side of the road, Zeng Yi, who was in low spirits, suddenly raised her head when she heard the voice without trace. In her charming eyes, there was an obvious desire for survival.

”Hum, boy, believe it or not, I'll solve you with one sword...” a cold hum, and then there was a cold voice. Yang Shuo, the Tianjiao disciple of the sword Pavilion, made no secret of his intention to kill him. He stared coldly at the side, which was also bound by the halo of the five club.

”Ha ha, I don't believe it. If you have the guts, you can make a sword to me!” Traceless smile, unexpectedly did not pay attention to Yang Shuo's secret voice. But in front of the public, he looked at Yang Shuo and questioned him.”Brush!” After listening to the words of no trace and no scruples, all the ape people around the field moved forward. An invisible momentum filled the air, and in an instant, countless pairs of eyes gathered their eyes on Yang Shuo's body.

”Keke...” Yang Shuo swallowed his mouth on the spot when he felt the momentum of hundreds of cultivation levels of infant soul realm. His face quickly showed a smile of embarrassment, gently moved to start, and the five long stick virtual shadow halo on his body was even tighter, which bound his body.

”Brush!” Seeing this, a group of ape people were relieved one after another, and their eyes were swept away like sharp blades on Yang Shuo's body. A group of ape people still stood on the ground quietly, as if they were waiting for something. They just surrounded a group of human warriors in the square, but they didn't do any substantial damage to them.

”Boy, you wait, this account, we're not finished...” another secret voice, cold and piercing pouring into Wu trace's mind, Yang Suo's face is haze, his eyes are extremely vicious, staring at Wu trace like looking at the dead for a long time.

”Ha ha, if you are brave enough, come! Do you people in the sword Pavilion rely on your mouth to make swords? If you have the ability, you will be able to use your sword. I'll hide for a while. That's a coward. If you don't have that ability, you'd better not disturb me. I don't have the spare time to talk nonsense with you No trace laughed on the spot again, which made the ape people around look cold.

On both sides, the eyes of all the major disciples flashed brilliantly at the same time, and they fell on the figure of Yang Shuo, the first peak of Tianjiao sword pavilion with a calm, traceless and straight face