These dozens of monks are all ninth-order Xuanxian. Not surprisingly, they should have just attended the hunting party.
But Su Mo was puzzled.
These people don’t know each other, and there has never been a conflict between these people in prison. These people will stare at him?
These dozens of ninth-order immortals are getting closer and closer.
At first, these people hid in the crowd and tried to cover up their tracks.
But now these people have their eyes exposed and their weapons sacrificed, and they have made no secret of their intentions!
Su Mo simply stopped and looked around and asked coldly, "What are you going to do?"
"Kill you!"
One person drinks a lot and jumps up, picking up a mixed iron bar in his hand and hitting Su Mo head-on.
Su Mo looked calm and didn’t look at it. When this mixed iron bar was about to hit the top of his head, he suddenly made a move!
Bang!
Late start!
Su Moying’s white palm directly grasped this hunyuan iron bar in the palm and did not move!
"You …"
The ninth-order XuanXian stared at his eyes and looked shocked.
This mixed iron bar is a magic weapon of Xuanjie. Although the order is not too high, the victory is extremely heavy, and the magic weapon of Xuanjie can be fought evenly.
Now, this fragile-looking blue monk actually holds his mixed iron bar with his palm!
With his capacity as a mixed iron bar, he seems to be stuck in the palm of this blue monk and can’t move!
At this time, he is still in the middle of nowhere.
"What is this man, Machamp!"
The ninth order XuanXian a face of horror.
Just then Su Mo clenched this mixed iron bar and sent it towards the front!
"ah!"
This ninth-order Xuanxian scream can’t hold the mixed yuan iron bar after it is finished, and the palms of both hands are ground to blood dripping wet.
Poof!
For a moment, this mixed iron bar pierced his chest and protruded from his back!
Su Mo, a mixed iron bar, stabbed this person with a big gun in his hand!
This isn’t the Ten Unique Prisons, which really threatens Su Mo. Many castellans have already dispersed, and he doesn’t need to worry!
His heart really don’t want to fight these world XuanXian.
But if the other person wants him dead, he won’t leave his hand!
Su Mo palm capacity mixed yuan iron bar with a slight shock.
Sting!
This ninth-order Xuanxian body was instantly shattered by the mixed iron bar, and blood filled the body and died on the spot!
"kill!"
There is no fear left in Xuanxiangen, and one by one, red eyes roar loud and one after another.