Chapter 220 (1/2)

Other people will think that the special management department is not good. They have eliminated Chu yunmo by themselves. That's their special management department's own business. They have face.

This is what they have discussed for a long time.

At the moment, the backhand grabbed his sword from his back and rushed to yunmo. With the sound of wind and thunder, the long sword moves in the air, and its spiritual power is constantly breathed, just like a snake.

The elite man next to him saw this, no matter whether it was two against one or not, he injected his spiritual power into the compass in his hand. The compass immediately roared and turned towards the cloud ink, as fast as a sharp knife.

The two powers attack cloud and ink in a moment.

Five poisons stand by and watch, but they don't fight, two against one. These two are still the best among the new people in Xuanbu, and the nun should not be the opponent.

Yunmo looks at the assassin Matt and the elite man coming. He is in a good mood. Instead of retreating, he pounces forward and grabs the assassin Matt sword with one bone claw.

Kill Matt to see cloud ink unexpectedly don't avoid also don't use the spirit power, so grasp a don't know where to get the stone claw, dare to hard to pick him up this move, in the eyes of scorn color crazy flash, hand spirit power more heavy three points, that sword spirit gas form of spirit snake almost out of the body, toward cloud ink swallow, dare to hard to pick up, let him a sword to send her back home.

As if nothing had happened to the snake, yunmo jumped on it, and the bone claw in his hand was toward the sword that killed Matt, and he just scratched it with a wild claw.

”Touch...” a crisp cracking sound sounded.

The seemingly invincible sword of killing Matt broke off from the middle with a crack. The powerful snake on it disappeared with a swish.

Kill Matt ”...??”

What's going on?

His sword was broken, by a stone claw?

”No way, my sword.” After a moment's hesitation, Matt's eyes widened and his face looked at the sword in his hand. It was made of fine steel. If any stone bone touched it, it was only cut into pieces. How could it be broken by a stone bone today?

And without using any spiritual power, he broke his magic weapon full of spiritual power with just one paw. This

Matt was holding half a dagger and was in a mess in the wind.

Cloud Mo then raised his head to blow a whistle, and then didn't turn around, direct backhand a claw toward the compass that smashed over to grasp.

See that white light a flash, that smashes to come over to revolve rapidly like the compass of blade.

”Thunderclap...” a burst of sound as if the glass was broken, the compass in the cloud ink grasp, directly broken into pieces, towards the ground.

”Ah, my compass.” The elite man screams and pours at the broken compass.

This is a magic weapon that he has spent countless efforts to build with black iron and has innate restraint on the spirit. It is not invincible, but it will never break at a touch. This... This

At the foot of a spin, cloud ink standing on the ground, very happy to bow to kiss a bit of her bone claws, good claws, good claws, really well done.

It's true that she used so much of her blood to recast it. It's a good baby.

Cloud Mo is quite happy to shake the white bone head claw in the hand, turn round to see to wail of two special management personnel.