Su Luo heard what Situ Ming said, in fact, he also wanted to tame it in a strong way, but his strength was obviously not enough......

Sure enough, as Su Luo expected, but after a while, cold sweat was dripping on Situ Ming's face, rolling down, and sweat soaked his chest and back.

Situ Ming felt that his body functions were gradually declining, and his spiritual power was gradually decreasing, but with this Chixiao Sword, he actually ...... Like a wild leopard running wildly, the more you rush, the braver you are!

"Poof!" A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Situ Ming's mouth, and immediately after, he began to vomit blood in a big gulp.

In the end, Situ Ming couldn't hold on any longer, and like the previous two, he was directly bounced away.

"Bang-" There was a loud sound, Situ Ming was slammed into the heavy coffin stone wall, and he was unlucky with internal and external injuries, so he was directly hit and held his breath.

Li Yaoyao stood in place, thinking about it, but she hesitated......

Su Luo was speechless. Li Yaoyao is a super version of a white-eyed wolf that is not well raised.

Su Luo didn't bother to pay attention to her, bumped into Nangong Liuyun's arm, and his smile was full of deep meaning: "Go and get what is in your bag." ”

Nangong Liuyun is not a good person, on the contrary, if it is black and cunning, no one can calculate him at all.

Su Luozhi said that the reason why he let Luo Haochen and them take the lead must have his reasons.

Nangong Liuyun rubbed Su Luo's head angrily: "Stand far away, so as not to be affected." ”

"Well, don't worry, I'll take care of myself, no matter how bad it is, I still have little dragons." Although Su Luo is sick and weak, the team that guards her is very strong.

Nangong Liuyun nodded, handed Su Luo to Ziyan, and then walked towards the Chixiao Sword like a leisurely walk.

The hilt of the Chixiao Sword, it took them countless efforts to hold it just now, but now, Nangong Liuyun stretched out his hand, and he didn't see how he could contribute, and the five fingers were already firmly grasped.

"It's that easy?" Luo Haochen's eyes paid attention to Nangong Liuyun's movements without blinking, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

He had tried it himself just now, so he knew how powerful the power of the imprisoning ripples was, it was like a storm and waves on the sea, earth-shattering, and he also used the fingerprints of the family secret to hold the hilt of the sword...... How strong is Nangong Liuyun's strength?

At this time, all eyes were focused on Nangong Liuyun.

Under these gazes, Nangong Liuyun's fingers tightened slightly, and then, his expression was slightly solemn.

Because he could clearly feel that the explosive force was as majestic as a dragon, and it suddenly rushed towards his body, trying to rush into his limbs.

What a strong fighting spirit!

Majestic, with an ancient fierce aura, violent and violent, like the strongest palm between heaven and earth!

"Bang!"

Nangong Liuyun smashed his fist towards the Chixiao Sword!

And then—

"Bang bang bang!" Nangong Liuyun's punch followed by a punch, slamming towards the Chixiao sword body, as if it was the most powerful enemy, without mercy.

He punched 7749 punches in a row, and his fists weighed more than 1,000 catties.

It's strange to say.

The Chixiao Sword was like an angry dragon at the beginning, and the more it fought, the more brave it became, and it seemed that no one would accept it...... But under Nangong Liuyun's heavy punch like raindrops, this Chixiao Sword actually emitted a buzzing sword sound at the very least.

The voice seemed to be whimpering, weeping, and pleading.

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The little black room was locked with too many words, and now it crawled out. PS: That demon language,It's really ...... Wenzhou dialect, (*^__^*) hee-hee, there is a prize for answering correctly.