Chapter 817 (2/2)

There is such a big difference between the peak of immortality and the eight martial arts of immortality.

Gu Zhong said to himself, it seems that Su Muwu can be the leader of the third class sect, but he is not incompetent. He has the strength to look down on the world, but he can bear to shout in front of him for so long.

”You know it's shouting.” A little sarcastic voice rang out in my mind.

”Little department, how many chances do I have to win him?”

As a system, big data computing should be a piece of cake.

Since the language function is turned on, you must ask if you don't understand it. Don't guess by yourself. If the winning rate is more than half, there will be a leader. If it is less than half You can try it, too.

But if the small department said that the winning rate was zero, the ancient bell immediately turned around and took his disciples to leave. The small department was silent for a moment and said, ”five five open.”

Gu Zhong: ”depend on I didn't say that. I'd better predict it myself. ”

With one stroke, Su Muwu tumbled in the air for several circles, and the distance between him and the ancient clock narrowed in a wide range. He was suddenly in shape, and suddenly drew a gray shadow in the air. In an instant, he rushed within ten Zhang of the ancient bell. The quality of his hand was extraordinary. The shining sword in the air instantly cut out countless sword shadows and covered the ancient bell.

”Chi Chi Chi” -- ”

the space and the earth are all cut by knives. After a round, they have already left the position above the martial arts arena, but they are still in the gate of sutaizong. After su Muwu has cut several swords, the house of sutaizong is covered with numerous vertical and horizontal cuts.

The ancient bell retreated step by step. Su Muwu's Sabre awn contains extremely powerful power. This is definitely the most powerful enemy he will face when he comes to the other world. Of course, the giant beast in the secret place is not a human.

Even though Guzhong is very strong in body, it will not feel good if it is touched by any knife spirit.

The ancient clock quickly activated the flash skill, and his body was like a ghost, shuttling through the blade awn, but he had no power to fight back In a twinkling of an eye, Su Muwu has cut out thousands of swords, and the sky in the range of tens of Zhang has been weaved into a big net by Su Muwu with his Sabre spirit.The target of this net is the ancient clock which is constantly running away.

”Well, aren't you crazy just now? It's all fake. ” Seeing Gu Zhong's scurrying appearance, Su Muwu laughed in a low voice. At the same time, he relaxed a little bit. In other words, he was a strong man in the immortal world. Why was he afraid of this little boy?

Although Gu Zhong, at his age, could have survived under him for such a long time, he still lived a few hundred years less than himself, and there was a huge gap between their accomplishments.

Su Muwu no longer has any scruples. He drinks in a low voice. His body floats in the air, and his knives are scattered. All the escape routes of the ancient bell are sealed.

At this time, the ancient clock suddenly fell down, and the Pangu axe in his hand fell off and smashed towards the bottom.

Su Muwu was startled. He did not know when, but fled to the outer area of the martial arts arena, where the number of Su Taizong disciples gathered was the largest.

If you go down with an axe, the ancient clock will definitely hit a target.