Just before the fierce war, Yang Rexu drank a lot of Su Mo’s growl and was almost covered up by this drink. No one noticed it in the past.
Who would have thought that a terrace fairy could release peerless magical powers?
Who would have thought that a fairy supernatural power could kill the fairy in front of the door on the spot!
Pangyu corners of the mouth moved as if also want to say something.
But in a short time, he was exhausted after his birthday.
Plop!
Pang Yu carried his arm on his back and fell to stare at the blue sky with muddy eyes.
Chapter two thousand one hundred and seventy-seven Fang Qingyun
"Brother Pang died like this?"
"I didn’t expect Brother Yang’s fighting power to be so terrible that he killed Brother Pang with one move!"
"I estimate that Brother Yang can compete with Brother Fang now!"
A brother who had just been admitted to the hospital could not help but ask, "Which brother Fang?"
"Of course, it is now the first party in the family."
"I don’t know what Brother Yang called just now, but it’s terrible to exhaust Brother Pang’s hundreds of thousands of years of longevity!"
"I didn’t catch what it seemed to be called."
On the crowd around the sword platform
A friar ran to the door to inform this great event.
On the sword platform regardless of life and death, but today it has fallen one after another. One is the law enforcement elder and the other is the fairy in front of the door. This will definitely cause the hospital to shake!
Su Mo looked calm.
This matter is that Elder Teng and Pang Yu have dealt with it first. He was forced to fight back and ask the court for justice, so he would not be blamed.
In a flash, Fanghua evolved to the extreme through the two magical powers of barren years like knives.
As time goes by, this magical blessing will complete the disappearance of youth in an instant!
No matter how many Shou Yuan Pang Yu has, even if he has 300,000 years, it’s hard to be lucky that Shou Yuan was beaten by Fanghua in a flash.
Of course, if you cut the real fairy body in a flash, it won’t have any effect
True Immortals Coagulate Daoguo with True Protector, and instantly breakdown by root method of youthful strength.
If Pang Yu had been prepared, another peerless avatar, Youhua, would not have fallen against him in an instant.
It’s a pity that Pang Yugen didn’t look at Su Mo.
He didn’t expect Su Mo to erupt into a force that threatened him!
All his attention was paid to Yang Re’s virtual body.
He is sharp and his strength is condensed. Yang Rexu’s sword refers to an earth-shattering confrontation!
Just this moment, the moment of youth arrival
Of course, Sumo knows one thing.
Just because Pang Yu is a fallen youth doesn’t mean that he can positively kill the ninth-order fairy.
The power gap between the two sides is too big.
Don’t say it’s a ninth-order fairy. Even a third-order fairy and a fourth-order fairy power are hard for him to resist.
He has this self-knowledge
If Yang Ruoxu had not finally appeared to attract all the attention and strength of Pang Yu, he would not have succeeded.
Pang Yu was in the hands of Su Mo.
But there are also many coincidences.
When Su Mo was meditating, he suddenly felt something and looked up.
See front Yang Rexu has turned around and looked at his eyes with a complex look.
There is shock, there is sudden feeling …
Everyone thinks that Pang Yu is a fallen Yang Re’s empty hand.
But Yang Rexu knew that he just couldn’t kill Pang Yu with one punch, and he couldn’t achieve such a horrible effect.
If he didn’t do it, who did?
There are three people on the sword platform.
Pang Yu is dead. If he didn’t do it, it would be the third person.
It can hide from everyone, but it can certainly hide from Yang Rexu.
"It’s me …"
Sue ink just uttered two words Yang Rexu suddenly frowned slightly with the wave to interrupt Sue ink to speak.
"Don’t admit it."
Yang Rexu look dignified low said
Su Mo was about to ask about a light drink in the distance.
"What’s the matter!"
In the direction of the door, several figures are breaking in, and the speed is amazing. In a blink of an eye, they have come to the crowd and come slowly.
The first man wore a dark blue robe and painted pieces of auspicious clouds with black hair. He wore a dignified look and hung a sword around his waist.
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