Mo Yao felt that his face was hot, and he was so embarrassed by a battle sword!

This face is lost!

The main thing is that he was full of disdain for this sword just now, as if he was holding a broken wooden stick, but the ending was miserable!

He wondered if he didn't have any respect for this sword, so he was robbed.

The faces of the others turned pale, and the hideous scars on Mo Yao's body were so dazzling, and the clusters of blood were like slaps in the face, and then they were slapped in the face.

The waste war sword was abandoned by everyone and used as an excuse to mock Lin Fan, but now?

Mo Yao's cultivation was definitely in the top three among all the remaining people, and he was almost slashed by the 'garbage' sword in their mouths, and his face was hot.

But then, everyone's eyes instantly became hot!

A sword can force Mo Yao to such an extent, if he has it in his hand, what kind of majesty should it be?

Especially those who are strong in soul refining, the color of greed in their eyes is shining, if they have this sword, and they are cooperating with their own cultivation, can they be dominant here, and have all the opportunities of the ancient tomb?

"Will you hand it over yourself, or will I take it?"

Qinglin opened his mouth coldly, and his words were too calm, as if the war sword was in that place, as long as he walked over, he could get it.

The others also stepped forward and approached Lin Fan, who wouldn't want to have such a sky-defying sword?

Mo Yao's face was pale, it was because of too much bloodthirsty, but he also stepped forward, he had a guess in his heart, it was recorded in some solitary books, some anti-heaven soldiers had spirits, if they didn't have respect, they would be robbed, so he was going to fight now, as long as it was in his hands, he would be sincere and courteous.

"Do you still dare to come?" Mo Yao's example is right in front of you, aren't you afraid?" Lin Fan said.

In fact, he was sneering in his heart, this sword is really rubbish, but this group of people is a treasure, and their eyes are as red as estrus.

Mo Yao's face turned cold: "You don't deserve to have this anti-heaven battle sword, hand it over, otherwise you will die a miserable death!"

Lin Fan blinked: "Are you sure you still want it?" aren't you afraid of being beheaded directly?"

"Humph!"

Mo Yao snorted coldly: "I just underestimated it, and I didn't keep awe of the divine soldier and offended the divine soldier, so I was robbed, if I hold it in my hand again, I should be treated like a teacher." ”

Lin Fan's eyes were weird, and he wanted to be treated like a division commander?

He almost didn't laugh off his big teeth, only he knew that it was all the work of the soldier's spirit.

After the others heard Mo Yao say this, their eyes flashed, and someone suddenly made a sudden realization, and said: "Indeed, I have seen it in the lonely book, the divine soldier has a spirit, and you should salute and ask for it!"

"I also remembered that the anti-heavenly divine soldiers, each with their own temperament, should bow down and bow and beg, do not offend and humiliate, otherwise they should be robbed!"

"Indeed, there has been more than one column of such things on the continents of the nations!"

Many people talked about it, and then looked at Mo Yao with strange eyes, what kind of eyes is this?

The divine soldier was scrap metal, and the peerless weapon that came to his hand changed hands, not to mention, he was almost beheaded and blind?

Of course, when they think so, they forget that they were blind too.

Hearing these discussions, everyone's eyes became even hotter!

It turned out to be a divine soldier with spiritual sense!

I haven't heard it for thousands of years, and I didn't think that I was lucky enough to see it on this trip to the ancient tomb!

You have to get it!

"Lin Fan, hand over the divine weapon, you don't have this qualification. ”

"Hand it over honestly, or you'll die. ”

......

Lin Fan looked at everyone mockingly: "There is only one war sword, there are so many of you, who should I give it to?" Why don't you kill first, whoever wins, who I give it to, how about it?"

Mo Yao and the others' eyes flashed, and there was a trace of coldness in the eyes that glanced at others.

In the end, Qingluan spoke, sighed, and said: "The so-called fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, and this kind of divine soldier is better in the hands of my one yuan than in the hands of others." ”

Mo Yao and Qinglin's eyes flashed, and they glanced at Qingluan gratefully, this girl is very sensible.

Only Lin Fan almost burst his belly with laughter, this is a set!

"Okay. ”

Lin Fan said helplessly, and then glanced at Mo Yao fiercely: "It's cheap for you." ”

Then, he threw his sword at Mo Yao.

Mo Yao's face was happy at first, and then he became solemn, and glanced at everyone with a hawkish look, killing awe, at this time, whoever dares to rob this soldier with him, he will definitely kill someone!

Everyone snorted coldly, and they saw that when this Mo Yao Battle Sword approached, the disciples of the One Yuan Holy Land had already protected him.

Mo Yao's expression was serious, he used his soul power to make the soldiers hang above his head, and then, he bent down and bowed, his tone was sincere and low, and said: "Please forgive the divine soldiers for my sins, and respectfully ask the divine soldiers to follow me, I will not disgrace my prestige, and the battle will run rampant on the continent, kill all enemies, and let you drink blood." ”

He was so respectful, it was really like he was treating an elder, and then he got up, his eyes were hot, and he slowly stretched out his hands, wanting to hold the sword up, as if he was holding a scepter again, full of ritual.

"This Mo Yao, isn't it stupid?" Lin Fan transmitted to Qingluan.

Qingluan glanced at him: "It's you who are too treacherous." ”

Lin Fan said innocently: "It has something to do with me, he is the one who grabbed the battle sword, he is the one who insulted the war sword, and he is the one who finally treats the war sword as a divine weapon, what did I do?"

......

Everyone else also looked at Mo Yao with envy, how to treat the spiritual soldiers, it was also worth it!

It is no exaggeration to say that with a divine weapon like this sword, if you can really hold it in your hands, your combat power can rise more than one step out of thin air!

"Divine soldiers, to me!"

Mo Yao roared angrily, and the hands that were holding the sword suddenly twitched, and the powerful big hand clenched the hilt of the sword, pointing obliquely at the sky.

At this moment, Mo Yao felt as if he was holding the whole world, no matter who the person in front of him was, it seemed that he could slash with a sword!

The other people's faces were embarrassed, this sword was actually returned to Mo Yao like this?

Someone is ready to move, and he really wants to fight, and he snatches the sword and kills it.

"This boy is going to suffer again. ”

Lin Fan smiled, of course, only Qingluan heard.

Because Lin Fan felt that the soldier soul in his soul was angry!

The soldier soul is indeed angry!

was taken out of the burial ground on Qingyun Road, and he never devoured the divine soldiers, and finally felt that he had an appetite, but he was robbed of food twice, how could he not be angry?

"Click!"

Mo Yao's sword pointed obliquely at the sky, and a cold murderous aura surged up, bursting out from the sword's body, and the ice was piercing!

Mo Yao's eyes are hot!

Sure enough, it's a peerless divine weapon! The killing machine is so strong, there is no doubt about it, it must be a great killing weapon!

The others were full of envy, and they really wanted to replace each other, and they were all thinking about how good it would be if the person holding the sword was themselves!