More than 1200 pieces of Panlong Ling have a good chance of breaking through to 1000 pieces if some of them can get it!

Even the gale not far away was slightly surprised, and his eyes showed a gap and glanced at this side.
"It’s really a fat sheep, hahaha!"
The fat-faced monk smiled from ear to ear and got carried away.
"Ha ha ha ha ….."
Sue ink followed to laugh.
"You idiot are still giggling!"
The fat-faced monk suddenly raised his hand before striding, and hit Su Mo’s face. The fat thick palm blew a bad wind!
Brother Fat Face didn’t leave a hand.
He will directly kill Sumo Town here without giving Sumo a chance to offer Panlong Order!
Sue ink face smile also moves toward the fat face monk face smoke in the past.
This palm is faster and fiercer!
Don’t say it’s the monks around, even the fat-faced monks directly opposite can’t react.
His palm is only halfway fanned, and Su Mo’s slap has been slapped on his fat face!
Bang!
The fat-faced monk’s face was fractured and deformed, and half of his face was sunken and bloody!
This slap directly shattered the fat-faced friar Yuan Shen.
The fat body crashed into the crowd, and this force was terrible. The bones of the other two monks were smashed to pieces!
This person will never be soft when he moves in love with Su Mo.
After slaying this person, Su Mo jumped into the crowd to kill again while the monks around him looked dumbfounded!
In melee combat, even the one who wears a black gold feather armor is no match for Su Mo.
These monks are even worse
Although this group of monks is not weak, but the discipline of iron and blood war is strictly coordinated with the tacit understanding, compared with the punishment and slaughter, it can be regarded as a group of Ukrainian unity
Su Mo went on the rampage and crushed him all the way, shaking people hard, either dead or injured!
The battlefield was in chaos, screaming, blood and fog.
These dozens of monks’ faces disappeared with pride at first, but were replaced by horror.
What on earth did they get into?
Hum! Hum!
Some seriously injured monks dare not stay on the battlefield and offer panlong orders to leave.
"How dare you!"
Gale saw that the team suffered heavy losses and could not help but fly into a rage.
With dozens of monks left, he burst into a series of magical powers, secret methods and magic weapons interwoven into a big net and enveloped Su Mo.
Su Mo’s eyes were flushed with a touch of brilliance, and a bright star suddenly appeared on his head.
Most of this star is dim.