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Su Sky waited a long time for the third wave of raids and finally blew it down. The wave was brewing a little longer, with six thunder hijacks descending from the sky. The waves of heavenly robbery and the intensity of heavenly robbery can reflect the qualifications and strength of the outgoing bandits.

Su Sky's heavenly robbery is unchanged and falls within the normal heavenly robbery scope. However, the power is more powerful than ordinary Brother Tianqiao. His training qualifications are superior, and he can rank among Tianhe Su's peers.

At the time of the heavenly robbery, Su Sky made another sword.

Like the last time, after his sword was cut, he joined forces with the Grand Array of Feuds, forming a huge tortoise shell that steadily blocked the bombardment of Heaven Robbery.

In the face of the heavenly robbery, the monks are oppressed by the heavenly robbery and their potential is often exploited in a pressive manner. Su Sky felt his‘ sword power 'under the pressure of heavenly robbery, there were further signs of transformation to‘ sword will ’.

Sword is the ability that every swordsman desires to master. Only mastery of sword means is a qualified sword cultivation.

“If my sword is transformed, what kind of sword will it evolve?” Su Sky had some hidden expectations in his heart.

Boom ~ ~

After the six-daughter thunder hit the tortoise shell, it was bounced off again, Qi Qi electrocuted towards Song Shuhang's position.

At the end of the third wave of burglaries, Heavenly Robbery began to brew the next wave of great robberies again.

“It's not striped.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Senior Red Sword: “Six breaths of thunder, can you do it? ”

“Men can't say no!” Song Shuhang reached out at the thunder of the Six Heavenly Robberies. At the moment when they broke through the 'Great Feud Barrier', their mindfulness was devastated, and they locked the Six Thunder Robberies in the middle of the sky with one breath.

Then he rubbed his hands, and the six thunder robberies were rubbed into strips: "Senior White, it's up to you. ”

Six heavenly robberies were rubbed together in one breath. Song Shuhang did not breathe, and the obvious swimming edge was surplus. After all, it is only a 2-in-3 heavenly robbery. Song Shuhang feels that even if the number increases tenfold, he can do it.

“Well, you've made a lot of progress in the meantime.” Senior White, tranquil as he was, stepped forward again and sealed six heavenly robberies.

After sealing the heavens and robbing them, Senior Bai suddenly turned his head and looked to the ‘western’ position: “Someone is coming. ”

“Attracted by the heavenly robbery.” Senior Red Sword.

Normally, when a monk encounters a hijacker, he retreats three feet, far away from being caught. Sometimes, however, some monks rush to see the scene far away when they are unsure if the practitioner is on a ferry.

Because sometimes, when a treasure is born, it can also lead to heavenly robbery.

“The signal of the ferry law has spread, and the monks will retreat as soon as they look far away and know that there is a ferry here. If someone has to break in, they have to rely on the escorts to deport them.” Senior Red Sword.

“Close.” Song Shuhang frowned.

A total of three monks, approaching the signal range of the 'Hijacking Array Act', did not pause and still approached it.

“I'll take a look.” Su Shi A XVI frowned and grabbed his knife.

Seeing the 'ferry law' signal still forcibly broke in, eighty-nine people were not good.

“I'll go with you... Senior White, can I give you the scene of the robbery first?” Song Shuhang asked.

Senior White's personality is different from that of each other, and they cannot be treated directly as a cost body. So Song Shuhang specifically asked.

“No problem, I will rub the sky too, leave it all to me.” Senior White kept his face paralyzed and voiced.

Though he won't rub the heavenly robbery with his mind, he can rub it directly with his hands for a better feel.

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Su Shi A's sixteen knives lit up, appeared luminous, and swept away to three breathing positions. Song Shuhang walked with Lotus, followed closely. Senior Qingxiaojian thought about it and felt that he needed to take the array for Song Shuhang and fly with him.

After a few breaths, the two men met the owners of the three breaths with one sword.

“Not a monk?” Song Shuhang looked at the three shadows in front of him.

A body, as if it were wood, was covered in wooden lines, and his fingers were dripping with branches, which looked like trees were being shaped.

The other wears an astronaut-like helmet, full of scales.

The last one is made up of fog… like Song Shuhang's 'smoke mode’, but this one is made up of white fog.

The three men and Song Shuhang and Su Shi 'an similarly paused after facing each other.

Song Shuhang stepped up in the void and a black lotus flower blossomed. Su Shi A XVI collapsed the light and landed on the black lotus flower.

The red sword drifted over Song Shuhang's head and fell behind his head - it looked like Song Shuhang's head had been stabbed with a sword.

Song Shuhang stared at the three brothers and spoke voluntarily.

“Who's Who?" Suddenly emerged from Song Shuhang's head, singing aloud.

Song Shuhang: “…”

The three cultivators across the street had a slight meal.

And the white fog answered consciously, "Who am I, the fairy? ”

The scene was awkward.

“Ba... Ba Long Ancient Saint, Ba... Ba Song, Ba... Ba Ju.” The wooden monk sighed out the three holy symbols of Song Shuhang, and he seemed a little stuttered.

The wooden man's voice had just fallen, and his two companions were slightly trembling.

“Who has seen Senior Big Song?” White smoke cuddles the boxing lane.

“The Tree Man has seen... the Big Big Big Big Big Senior Song.” Wood man at the same time.

Who is it, a tree man, the last one? Song Shuwang to the practitioner wearing the astronaut helmet, this is not an alien or alien, right?

“Ding Qingyun, the younger generation, met Senior Big Song.” A monk in an astronaut's helmet sailed in courtesy of Song Shu.

“Why is your name so normal?” Song Shu Hangdao.

Ding Qingyun: “…”

“Cough, the three Taoists must have seen the ferry ahead, too.” Song Shuhang shouted: “There are youngsters I know who are on a ferry, so could you please give me a face and pause. ”

After all, I don't know how old Su Sky is. Normally, a monk is much older than he looks. Though he looks like a teenager, Su Kungfu is already in the realm of 2-in-3. Is he older than me?

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang always felt that he could not read the word "junior generation" anymore.

The three monks across the street humbled down.

Half a mile later.

“Since Senior Big Song has spoken, the three of us are leaving.” Ding Qingyun Road.

The three of them turned back and left without hesitation.

Su Shi A XVI slightly frowned.

The three guys acted a little weird, as if they were trying to figure something out.

“Look at the trick, straight back stab!” A proud voice rang behind Song Shuhang.

A giant sword came out of the shadows and struck Song Shuhang hard.

“Resentment, Song Xuansheng. To blame, blame yourself for Cheng Lin's reincarnation. ”