“Okay!”
There was no commentary from the onlookers, only shouts, because at this time they had only time to say “Okay”. www.cnzei.com
Moreover, they only had time to say “good”.
Faced with Lu Changsong’s move “chasing the sky and the sun”, the sword god Ximen Chuxue just raised his hand and made a similar posture to slap the mosquito or slap the face, and waved it in the air.
The dazzling Lu Changsong, who had a unity of human swords, flew backwards. The big sword in his hand broke into two pieces, and he fell to the ground and did not know his life or death.
The onlookers then said that Lu Changsong was pressed tightly into their throats, and their mouths grew bigger, just like ducks carrying their necks.
“Haha!”
The “disciples” who broke the silence were naturally Su Mo. They shouted: “The Sword God Old Immortal, has endless magic power. With a wave of his sleeve, the thief fell down!”
The ugly duck voice, the cowhide that blows through the sky, and the ugly posture as if it is as ugly as a great dancer, are simply rare in the world.
Su Mo also continued to look up at the sky at 45 degrees: “A sigh, alas, is there really no one in the world who deserves me to draw my sword?”
That artificial look made people want to go up and punch him in the face.
In one sentence, it is “If you show off like this, you will be beheaded in our hands.” The reason why Su Mo has not been beheaded is purely because someone who has not yet been chopped up yet appeared.
The superposition of the two is not as simple as one plus one. The shock and power formed by defeating Lu Changsong with one move disappeared in an instant.
The onlookers who came to their senses also spread all the low-pitched discussions.
“This is wrong!”
“Isn’t this a disciple of the Litian Sword Sect, a famous sect?”
“The Litian Sword Sect is just one of the thirty-six sects, and it’s not a truly powerful sect.”
“This Lu Changsong has never heard of it before. It seems that he is just an ordinary disciple of the Litian Sword Sect.”
“That’s right, that’s right. This Lu Changsong is not a master, and it’s not surprising that he was defeated.”
“I’m still optimistic about this Lu Changsong, he’s simply a waste!”
The Sword God was not defeated and still pretended. The onlookers were quite dissatisfied and threw their anger at Lu Changsong.
Poor Lu Changsong finally woke up, and when he heard everyone scolding him, his eyes rolled and he fainted.
You didn’t say that just now. When you need it, you call her Xiao Tiantian, now she is Mrs. Niu!
After a whileEr, the onlookers also dispersed themselves. Since Lu Changsong was defeated, they had nothing to look good about.
It doesn’t make sense to stay anyway, and they can’t hit their fists on the nose of the “Sword God”.
As for the unlucky Lu Changsong, it was Su Mo’s servants and disciples who carried him down the mountain, but it was only limited to carrying him down the mountain. If you were to treat him or her, you would not care about their affairs.
After this battle, the name of the Sword God was once again widely spread, starting from Yuzhou and spreading to other states.
As always, it is mixed, wrong. To be precise, it is more destructive than reputation, and it is probably maintained at about one to four.
If five people knew about the sword god Ximen Chuxue, four people would express disdain for such garbage, and the master would not appear, otherwise they would be hung up and beaten.
As for why you don’t beat such garbage, everyone will sneer with disdain and leave without saying a word, showing the style of a real master.
The remaining person felt that the Sword God was really strong, but the name of the Sword God was too ridiculous.
You should know that sword cultivators are a major school among the warriors. Among the three major sects, there are powerful sword cultivators. Those people dare not call themselves the sword god. If you don’t know which corner you are so arrogant, don’t blame others for slapping them in the face.
The sword god Su Mo, who is widely circulated now, threw the sword aside casually, sat leisurely in the room, looking at Xu Fu in front of him with tea pouring.
I have to say that looking at Xu Fu’s look of the queen-like appearance and actions of pouring tea, it can be considered enjoyment.
“How is the taste wrong!”
Xu Fu in front of him poured the tea and suddenly found the problem, “Why should I pour you tea? I’m obviously the guest!”
Su Mo looked at Xu Fu with an innocent face: “How do I know? I’m embarrassed to reject you when you take the initiative to pour tea. It’s probably because of the instincts of that year.”
“What instincts, there is no such thing at all!” Xu Fu retorted with a red face.
“Okay, if there is no, there is no, don’t care about such small things.” Su Mo said, “You are not looking for me to pour tea, right?”
“I said that this kind of thing exists at all.” Xu Fu said angrily.
“Okay, don’t keep mentioning the matter of pouring tea, anyway, it’s all over.” Su Mo said.