Limitless Sword God

Su Xingyang still can't figure it out.

"So Big Brother, what's the matter with him? I have no enmity with him, he...he... how can I find me trouble?"

"Not your mouth! You stupid!"

Su Xinyue said with a sigh of relief: "Shenan Ye Xiu is high, and his hearing is more sensitive than the average person. It is rumored that he is narrow-minded and has a small amount of air. He has always refused to accept Su Qiange. He must have heard all the words you said. Can his temper be tolerated? Fortunately, this time, Su Yun’s big brother will help you talk, otherwise the consequences will definitely be serious!”

After Su Xinyue finished speaking, he once again cast a grateful eye on Su Yun. After she had stood before, and Su Yun shot quickly, she did not see the abnormal situation. Only when Su Yun still relied on the deterrent power of the inner family to shake off the southern leaves.

Su Xingyang has long been stupid, and he will pay attention to this lightning-like moment under the eyelids.

"Xingyang, when you go out, you can say more, but you can't talk about it. The high-earth can reach a thousand miles. If you have a good amount, you can do it. But if you have a narrow-minded person, you have to pay attention. Sunan Ye has already spirited. Xuanxu is repaired. You are not their opponent. I hope that the next opponent will not touch him, otherwise he will be hopeless if he enters the inner family."

Su Yun said seriously.

Su Xingyang and Su Xinyue nodded.

"Come on, try to enter the home." Su Yun saw two people nervous, immediately comforted a sentence.

Hey!

At this moment, Su Yun’s hand suddenly turned on and the red glow overflowed.

"Su Yun big brother, it's your turn!"

Su Xinyue was excited.

"Yeah!" Su Yun nodded and swept his eyes and turned around.

"Come on!" Yueyang brother and sister shouted.

"wait a second!"

A whisper is floating.

....

clang!

"Thirty-seventh Taiwan, the race number '999' is against the match number '173.'"

The referee shouted loudly.

Subsequently, the two figures went on the stage.

"Look and see, isn't that Su Yun?"

"Su Yun? The garbage that has been blown from inside to outside?"

"It's him!"

"Who is so lucky, actually encountered him as an opponent? This is almost no need to fight?"

"Hey! Why didn't I meet this person? The opponent used to consume a lot of mysterious atmosphere, and the physical exertion was quite a lot. I don't know if the second round can be defeated!"

"Listen to your fate!"

The children who watched the battle on the 87th side of the Taiwan side talked about it.

Because of Su Yun's sake, there are many people around the array.

"It’s really a day to help me, I didn’t expect the first duel to meet your waste, good! Great! Great! Hahaha...”

The yellow shirt man across the front of the squad looked at his opponent and suddenly ecstatic and laughed.

Su Yun: "....."

"Hey, let me say Su Da, this you can't win with his mother, then you and his mother will go eat it!"

The next man shouted with a smile.

"If I can't win, I will eat in public!" The man named 'Su Da' licked his dry lips and then smiled at Su Yun: "I won't start too late, hey, Su Yun. You are my head color, I will definitely be waiting for you!"

clang!

At this moment, a crisp sound swayed, and then the referee shouted.

"The No. 87 stand-up match officially started!"

When the sound fell, the man immediately shook his head and walked toward Su Yun. There was no defensive posture, and the spirit of Xuan Xuan was not motivated.

This is the contempt for reaching the pole.

It seems that he has considered victory to be his own palm!

At this moment, Su Yun moved.

The pace is moving!

Power is motivated.

People are like lightning, and the abundant spirits that converge in the explosion erupted, like the rivers that rushed and rushed out, such as two whirlwinds covering the outstretched fists.

"what?"

Su Dawei, not as good as the reaction, the man has rushed to the front.

Stepping on the footsteps, steady down the plate, fists roaring out, power violently pouring.

boom! ! !

In the chest of the man, the man suddenly flew out and slammed into the isolation barrier on the edge of the stage. After rolling a few laps, he did not move, and seemed to be faint.

clang!

"The winner of the eighty-seven good stage: 990." The referee shouted.

hiss! ! !

The onlookers are all chilling.

The eyes of a pair of watching movies were rounded, and many people wiped their eyes hard, and they also made mistakes.

"I....I have no problem with my eyes? Su Yun... actually won? And...only one trick?"

\"This...this is impossible, it must be that the opponent is too weak.\"

"That guy is also a spiritually sinister seven products, too weak? Is it impossible to support the six spirits of the spirits?"

"Will... will Suda want to eat? Deliberately find an excuse for himself..."

People are stunned and face to face.

Su Yun patted the dust on his body and stepped off the stage.

The crowd is automatically separated, giving way, no more ridicule and screaming, even a small circle of speech...

Go back to the square.

Su Xingyang has another match, only Su Xinyue is still in place.

"Shu Yun Big Brother, I have seen it!" Su Xinyue bent his crescent-like scorpion and smiled: "You are getting stronger now!"

"The opponent is too contempt for the sake." Su Yun laughed.

The first game is unbelievable, and the win will be in Su Yun's expectation. Most people now only blame him for the six items of Ling Xuan, too contemptuous. It is a great advantage for Su Yun to underestimate the enemy.

Soon, the second round started

The thirty-seventh array.

There are not many people gathered in other arrays, but there are dozens and dozens of them. However, the accident is that there are more than 100 people gathered around this array.

Su Yun was suspicious and stepped onto the stage.

No accidents, the next voice rang again.

"Boss, it looks like it hasn't been played! It doesn't look at all!"

"Don't say this, this kid can get to the second round. I am afraid that the repair will be improved. In the end, it will come out from the inside, and I will give it a little."

A man with a bare-headed shirt shouted.

People are disdainful and this is a lot smaller.

Su Yun looked at the bald man and saw it as if he looked like it.

This person is called Su Dongmu. He is the head of a small force outside the home. He has a lot of foreign fortifications, and his prestige is high. There are also many younger brothers next to him.

Look at the opponent again, has entered the stage. Sure enough, it was Su Dongmu’s number one thug.

Ling Xuanxu's eight-character peak is cultivated, and his body is muscular and his eyes are fierce. Although he is not old, he has experienced many battles and his strength is extremely terrifying. It is said that when Su Dongmu had a conflict with people, Su Hei’s hard legs will be the other side. The crushing of the bones.

He has experienced two wars, and the two previous opponents are all hurtful and unfortunate. The name of Su Hei also spreads inside and outside the home.

This person has to be several levels better than the previous Suda.

Two people entered.

The bald Su Dongmu chuckled: "Resolve this garbage!"

"Yes, Dongmu brother!"

Su He was indulged, and he was concentrating on Su Yun.

clang!

The bell rang. Su Hei immediately stepped on the pace, squatting in the spirit of the sinister, rolling overbearing breath to Su Yun.