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Clarinet closed his eyes and began to mobilize the strength of his whole body, striving to reach the best condition.
Now that Su Mo has arrived, it would be impossible to destroy the Self-cultivation Furnace without defeating him.
"Are you done talking, you two?"
Su Mo walked slowly and looked at the two axes not far ahead. He stretched out his hand, and the axes stuck in the ground flew into Su Mo's hands.
The speed exploded, and Su Mo could even feel the [Dragon Heart] in his body beating violently.
The power that [Dragon's Heart] gave Su Mo every moment burst out at this moment.
The two axes in his hands chopped down at the two men, as if even the air was split open, which was enough to show how powerful Su Mo was.
The black tube that was targeted narrowed its eyes and felt a sharp pain in its ears, but it did not hesitate and continued to retreat backwards.
As for Wang Zhenqiu, he held the Fire Spear across his body and took Su Mo's attack head-on.
With a loud bang, Wang Zhenqiu's body moved backwards, and his feet left two long marks on the ground.
The power is not on the same level at all!
A single blow failed.
Su Mo leaned forward and charged again, swinging the axe in his hand with great force, without any skill at all.
But it comes with hard power!
He relies on the overall physical strengthening brought by the [Dragon's Heart], which makes him like a little dragon man.
Sharp eyesight, strong reaction ability, unparalleled strength, and swift speed.
This is a physical fitness that completely crushes Wang Zhenqiu several times.
After all, how could an alien fight against Su Mo, who has dragon blood flowing in his veins?
Beat the master with random punches!
Random and indiscriminate fighting, this is Su Mo's unique martial art!
But the difference in hard power was so great that Wang Zhenqiu was unable to breathe and his hands were shaking unconsciously.
It felt like I was facing a terrifying red dragon cub.
"Lao Mo, where did you come from, you bastard, Axe King!"
Fortunately, he had three heads and six arms, and with his skills, he was able to barely block the Axe King in front of him and avoid being defeated.
Su Mo was about to speak when he suddenly saw the clarinet coming from the corner of his eye.
He's extremely fast.
Like a flash of black lightning, just as Su Mo put the axe on his chest, Hei Guaner punched him.
There was a loud 'clang' and the axe made a sharp sound. Su Mo released the force and stepped back several steps.
No hesitation.
Su Mo directly threw out two axes to stop Clarinet from chasing him.
The axe spun in the air.
But Hei Guan'er did not stop when he saw this. Instead, Wang Zhenqiu rushed out and helped him knock away two axes.
Then he rushed forward again to stop the axe from flying back.
The two of them have a great understanding.
Therefore, Hei Guan'er rushed directly in front of Su Mo and clenched his fists.
He roared, and the veins in his arms popped out.
"You bastard, you finally let me get close to you!"
"Yeah, I finally got you close!"
Su Mo smiled, and the dragon-shaped ring [Water Dragon Certificate·Black Marlin] on his hand flashed brightly.
There seemed to be a roar.
The next moment, water burst out, forming three water columns that rushed straight towards the black pipe.
"What!?"
Clarinet let out a sound of disbelief, but his punch had already been thrown out, and could only directly defeat the water column in the front.
The other two water columns hit him directly, and the powerful impact carried by the water columns caused different injuries to his internal organs.
He spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, then flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Wang Zhenqiu had just dealt with the axe and turned around to see this scene. His pupils couldn't help but shrink. Can this bastard still control the water flow?
This guy, where did he get all these weird things?
"Tsk, this thing is really rubbish."
Su Mo looked at the ring in his hand and couldn't help but frowned: "I just used all my strength. Tsk, after all, we are on land, is there still a limit?"
"never mind."
He shook his head, glanced at the weapon beside him, pulled it out casually, and said softly.
"All the people of the Eight Houses who died in my hands, transform into puppets and kill all my enemies in front of you!"
next moment.
The tip of the sword of this treasure burst out with black Yin Wu Lei like Zhang Lingyu, blooming and exploding in the sky in the shape of branches!
Under the shining of black lightning.
A pair of hands stretched out from the ground, and then the land below was chopped by Su Mo holding [March of the Dead·Eight Houses], and the alien who turned into a puppet slowly crawled out.
"Give him sleep!"
[March of the Dead·Room 8] fell, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the clarinet!
Chapter 163 [Those who touch will fall] (k)
Chapter 163 [Those who touch will fall] (5k)
"Hey, hey, hey, come on, where did my brother Su find so many powerful puppets?"
Feeling that each puppet was not weaker than himself, and was even stronger, Qiu Rang said in disbelief: "Isn't this a bit beyond the scope?"
“Qiu Rang!” Ma Xianhong stared at the [March of the Dead·Room 8] in Su Mo’s hand.
"That's not a puppet, it should be considered a puppet. It was just killed by the evil weapon in Brother Su's hand before it was alive, and was finally captured by the weapon and turned into a puppet!"
"Control the dead? The Liu family?"
Qiu Rang was shocked again.
"you think too much."
Ma Xianhong shook his head. How could this be the Liu family? The person killed by this weapon could have fully utilized his abilities when he was alive.
Looking towards the battlefield, the four puppets summoned by Su Mo have found Hei Guan'er and started fighting with him.
But the four puppets were obviously no match for Hei Guan'er, so Su Mo took out the [Wolf Sculpture] with interest.
The greedy wolf pack led by Big Dog once again joined the battle.
Now, the clarinet became uncomfortable.
Two fists are no match for four hands.
What's more, no matter whether it's humans or wolves fighting him, they are all creatures that are not afraid of injury or death.
"Fuck, my brother Su is actually a summoner?"
".Maybe."
That thing will make Brother Su weaker. Ma Xianhong felt a little emotional as he watched Su Mo's aura decrease a lot since he summoned the puppet.
It's really a double-edged sword. But it's normal. How could such a powerful ability have no side effects?
Listening to the conversation between the two people opposite, Lao Meng looked towards the greedy wolf pack. His biologist instinct told him that these wolves had some rationality, but not much.
And once the battle begins, the sanity of these wolves will be directly evaporated.
If I go forward rashly, I will probably be torn to pieces by these wolves.
He shook his head. He really didn't know where Su Mo found so many strange things in one day.
It is something I have never heard of or seen before.
"Is it really okay for us not to go up and help?"
At this moment, Zhang Chulan asked in a low voice.
"It's, it's fine, right?" Old Meng's fear flared up again. He looked at the face approaching him and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Look at them. They seem to be enjoying themselves. We should not disturb them. Maybe."
“It seems so!”
Hearing this, Zhang Chulan pretended to agree, and then said to himself: "After all, they seem to be very keen on fighting, especially the uncle with the clarinet. If we disturb them without permission, it might make them unhappy."
"So we just need to hold the line here, prevent the other side from taking action, and watch the opportunity. If we are no match for them, we will have to intervene!"
Old Meng couldn't stop nodding, what the kid said was so right.
In fact, Wang Zhenqiu and Clarinet only needed one word, and they would go up and act without hesitation, and have a friendly discussion with Su Mo to ensure everyone's life.
He also tried to signal with his eyes several times, but all he got was a shake of the head.
There is no need to escalate the war, and there is no need to fight to the death.
And on the battlefield.
Su Mo held the [March of the Dead·Room 8] and continued to fight with Wang Zhen's ball. When the weapons in their hands collided, sparks flew everywhere.
But this time, Wang Zhenqiu was not as embarrassed as when he faced Ax King Su Mo before.
But I can barely deal with it.
"I see. Once that weapon or that pack of wolves is summoned, it will weaken your strength!"