Chapter 133： Ten swords to clear the field, thirty-six swords to stand up (1/2)

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The second sword qi directly wiped out a large amount of blood from the friendship half of them, and everyone was shocked in cold sweat.

However, the Juque sweep is not over yet!

The third sword energy swept the audience! Friendship everyone's blood volume collapsed a lot.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth sword auras followed, covering the entire battlefield!

Six sword auras, the total damage has reached 7000! Most of the friendship has fallen!

Only a few dozen people with luxurious equipment and excellent skills remain.

At this moment, the eighth sword energy turned out!

”Fuck! It's not over! No, I can't hide it!”

Ten more people will die!

When he saw the ninth sword qi, Brother Tao, the lingering friendship, was suddenly stunned, no longer desperately evading.

Looking at this stunning sword sweeping infatuatedly, Qing Yitao's gaze passed through Jian Qi and looked at the man.

”Wrong, it turns out we were all wrong, Wuming didn't disappear, he just... went to a stronger world...”

For more than a week when the nameless disappeared, the first few days were okay. In the next few days, people could not see the nameless for a long time, and their own strength improved by leaps and bounds. Someone gradually thought that they had caught up with the **** of war.

However, when Wuming returned, he used more exaggerated strength to tell everyone that not only did they not catch up with Wuming, they were even pushed farther.

”The God of War of China... The God of War of China...” Brother Tao smiled sullenly, how envious of this title, and even jealous, but at this moment, he had to admit it.

Not everyone is worthy of this title.

Sword Qi passed through the body, and Brother Tao fell to the ground without any surprise.

Perhaps, he fell down with his body, and his fighting spirit...

The tenth sword qi, clear the field!

After the ten sword auras, there was only one person standing in the field, and that was nameless!

Is the clearing over? wrong!

The eleventh sword aura, the twelfth sword aura, the thirteenth sword aura...until the thirty-sixth sword aura was emitted, Wuming revolved the tiger weeping and put it away.

The battle was over, Lu Chen was a little strange.

What about cheers? Where's the shout? How about shouting?

Although he doesn't care about this, the people who are crazy wave should be happy, right? There are so many people in the audience, there is no sound at all?

He turned his head strangely, only to find that all the players on the scene, including the crowd of Kuang Lang, were all petrified.

The person of friendship is very strong, four or five thousand blood, it took Wu Ming ten sword qi to clean it up.

But what about that, Wuming told everyone that the ten sword auras were far from his limit!

He can destroy friendship three and a half times!

Haishi, Lin Xun looked up at his comrades unbelievably after a long time.

”This guy can actually emit thirty-six such powerful sword auras! Is this a corpse whip?”

Lao Peng took a deep breath and shook his head, ”With the nameless character, he should have no interest in whip corpses, and apart from the first ten sword auras, the other 26 sword auras are all hacking into the air, and there is no existence at all. The argument of whip the corpse.”

Lin Xun asked incomprehensibly, ”Then why does he have to develop the remaining 26 sword auras?”

After all, Lao Peng's age is there, and the game level is not high, but he can become the team management of TT, so it is natural to see people and things more transparently.

”Lin Xun, don't you understand?”

”show off?”

”Does he need to show off? For him, showing off is the easiest thing.”

”why?”