Su Mo’s palm falls on Tian Heng’s crown!

Kaka, Kaka!
Tian Heng’s huge head was directly pressed into the chest, and the neck bones and muscles broke out and a mass of blood fog fell on the spot!
Tian Heng never imagined that Su Mo was able to see his details and actual situation at a glance.
He was even more surprised that Su Mo was close to the enemy in a post!
All his actions and calculations are like a joke in Su Mo’s eyes.
The two sides fought for only one round. Tian Heng in Huoyun Valley fell dead!
Almost at the same time, a cold light emerged from the blind spot behind Su Mo.
Followed by a shadow on the ground.
Brother Shadow Gate has made a move!
The timing was excellent and accurate, but some mistakes were … Tian Heng died too fast
The cicada is awake before the autumn wind moves.
Spirit sleep warning Sue ink head also don’t back to backhand.
The arm is like a long nose of an archaic deity, snapping across the void, and a crunchy sword breaks out in the middle.
Zheng-
A harsh sound and a violent tremor of the blade.
In several eyes, this long sword containing Jin Shili was rolled into a pile of fragments by Su Mo’s seemingly soft arm and scattered on the ground!
Poof!
Sue ink finger in the shadow door friar gently between the brows.
A blood hole emerges.
Scarlet blood Mimi outflow.
Su Mo’s body is too strong!
You can easily pierce the monk’s skull with the finger of palm-broken spirit device!
In a blink of an eye, two then really died.
And the killing is just …
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"Dare!"
Wang Yan folded to drink a want to stop already not.
Tian Heng fell so fast that it didn’t last a round!
See the fire cloud valley Tian Heng body meteorite Wang Yan flew into a rage eyes as if burning two flames.
"Kill him!"
Shallow Chineydy look indifferent waved.
Behind the two Tianjiao, many then real people swarmed and combative.