Gale suddenly had the spirit to look at it together.
At the beginning, he was lost, and the sick plant was always thinking about holding a fire in his heart.
"It’s not that man, but this man must be a fat sheep. Do you want to stop?" The man licked his lips with burning eyes.
"Do you still ask?"
Gale waved his hand and said, "This man has been handed over to you, and the number of Panlong orders has been enough for you to share with me."
Chapter two thousand one hundred and thirty-two You also deserve me to fight!
Panlong mountain range
Although the battle of Su Mo’s punishment and slaughter of Wei has ended for more than two hours, the enthusiasm of many monks for discussion has not diminished at all.
Not surprisingly, the changes in the Xianzong election will definitely come from the mainland.
"Look at what’s going on over there?"
"I met the gale group again!"
"These people really want to die. They actually took the initiative to surround them."
When Sumo came to the valley, he was surrounded by strong winds. At that time, no one expected him to come out alive.
Now, more than 20 days have passed, and this scene seems to be just yesterday, but people’s views are very different.
Many monks look at gale and others with pity in their eyes.
Gale, this group of people has come to this day without accident. Besides Gale, one person can enter the last 100.
Now this group of people staring at Su Mo can imagine the consequences.
In the valley
Dozens of monks shout and rush to surround Sumo, and their eyes are so hot that they want to eat Sumo alive.
"Daoyou looks a little unfamiliar."
A brain full of fat intestines monk asked with malicious smile.
"Really?"
Su Mo looked around Gherardini said, "I think you are familiar and should be seen."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Around dozens of monks burst into laughter.
A friar proudly said, "Did you see that our brothers joined hands together? This valley is quite famous and this man knows us?"
At first, the fat-faced monk raised his head slightly and asked, "How many panlong orders did Taoist friends get this year?"
"More than 1,200 yuan"
Sue ink didn’t hide frankly said
Around the monks eyes a bright!
More than 1200 pieces of Panlong Ling have a good chance of breaking through to 1000 pieces if some of them can get it!
Even the gale not far away was slightly surprised, and his eyes showed a gap and glanced at this side.
"It’s really a fat sheep, hahaha!"
The fat-faced monk smiled from ear to ear and got carried away.
"Ha ha ha ha ….."
Sue ink followed to laugh.
"You idiot are still giggling!"
The fat-faced monk suddenly raised his hand before striding, and hit Su Mo’s face. The fat thick palm blew a bad wind!
Brother Fat Face didn’t leave a hand.
He will directly kill Sumo Town here without giving Sumo a chance to offer Panlong Order!
Sue ink face smile also moves toward the fat face monk face smoke in the past.
This palm is faster and fiercer!
Don’t say it’s the monks around, even the fat-faced monks directly opposite can’t react.
He’s only halfway through the palm of his hand. Su Mo’s slap has already slapped his fat face!
Bang!
The fat-faced monk’s face was fractured and deformed, and half of his face was sunken and bloody!
This slap directly shattered the fat-faced friar Yuan Shen.
The fat body crashed into the crowd, and this force was terrible. The bones of the other two monks were smashed to pieces!
This person will never be soft when he moves in love with Su Mo.
After slaying this person, Su Mo jumped into the crowd to kill again while the monks around him looked dumbfounded!
In melee combat, even the one who wears a black gold feather armor is no match for Su Mo.
These monks are even worse
Although this group of monks is not weak, but the discipline of iron and blood war is strictly coordinated with the tacit understanding, compared with the punishment and slaughter, it can be regarded as a group of Ukrainian unity
Su Mo went on the rampage and crushed him all the way, shaking people hard, either dead or injured!