"Who ... Who?"

"Why ... how can it be so strong?"

Mo Wuya's ass is stalling there.

Under the pants opened by the long sword, the cold wind was scraped.

Mo Waya only felt that there was a cold below the crotch.

Of course, even more cold, it is still the heart of Mo Wuya.

You know, Mo Waya has barely have the title of title now.

It can be said that looking at the whole hot summer, the strength is above him, it will definitely not exceed the number of palms.

But today, the long sword that the other party cut off at will makes Mo Waya feel desperate to the sense of fear.

This feeling is undoubtedly an unacceptable shame for a titled master.

Mo Waya has always felt that the gap between the older who is at the top of the world should be very small.

As long as you work hard for ten years, you can almost surpass these people, enough to reach the top of the martial arts.

But now the cruel reality has undoubtedly awakened Mo Waya suddenly.

It turns out that the gap with the real strong in this world is so big?

"Moon ... Moon God?"

When Mo Waya was frightened, Tang Hao behind him was undoubtedly staring huge.

He watched the peerless figure of someone who had fallen into the world in front of him, because of panic and tremor, a pair of eyes beads almost gathered out.

Of course he recognized that the coming person is recognized by the world today, and most likely to be the monthly reading among the two of the gods.

But Tang Hao couldn't figure it out. What is the good one who runs to the hot summer alone?

Moreover, it seems that they still fight with the swordsman, and do it?

"Is it ..."

After a short panic, Tang Hao seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly changed.

The whole person was so scared that he almost cried.

"This woman, no ... will not let us bury that man."

After being aware of the bad incident, Tang Hao hurriedly ran over.

First, help the sword Sheng and the King of Fighters.

"Sword Saint, King of Fighters, are you all right?" Chen Han? "

Tang Hao's face was bitter and asked anxiously.

Jian Sheng wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth, and the King of Fighters also supported the body without falling.

The two people stared at the monthly reading ahead, such as the enemy.

"It's okay, I can't die."

"That's good." Tang Hao was relieved.

He was scared just now, the moon god killed the King of Fighters.

Then this matter is big.

"Moon God, what do you mean?"

"We have never provoked your martial arts in these years, right?"

Tang Hao turned back, and he asked to read the month.

But where does the moon god ignore his words, only asking coldly: "Are you also the Temple of Wushen?"

Tang Hao nodded and immediately reported his identity: "In the next name Haotian, the permanent hall owner of the martial arts temple. What complaints about the moon god can be said in my words.

Meter weight. "

However, before Tang Hao finished speaking, the look of the moon god was cold again: "Then you damn it!"

Oh!

There was another sword, and the seven -foot long sword in front of Mo Wuya's crotch flew out again, and instantly, it was in the hands of the month.

Between Tianhe, Jian Sheng and others saw that the moon god held a long sword, and the sword wielded the sword.

Dao Daojian Qi Zong Hengtian River, fell straight for nine days.

"Tang Hao, hide!"

"Danger!"

Jian Sheng and Mo Gucheng were shocked.

Tang Hao was so frightened that his legs were stunned.

But at this time, it's too late to avoid it.

Already, Tang Hao quickly summoned his Haotian God Hammer and prepared to fight this strike.

However, I haven't waited for Tang Hao to take out the hammer.

The several swordsmanship was already approaching, and then, he cut it on Tang Hao fiercely.

The robe is damaged, and the blood flows.

Under the Yue Shen's sword, Tang Hao's whole person was hit directly out. With a bang, he smashed the mountains behind him, and the hundred -pound body was embedded in.
Chapter completed!