This human blood, for their sword spirit, is the best healing medicine!

Because the middle-aged people were beaten by young people, but after absorbing that mouthful of blood, the whole person was suddenly full of energy and strength was restored to the peak state!

As a result, the middle-aged began to fight with the teenagers.

The strength of the two swordsmen was incomparable. When the middle-aged returned to the peak and the teenagers were tired, the middle-aged quickly won the victory.

He stepped on the young man's chest, cold a hum: "boy, young age is so arrogant, call you crazy!"

With that, the middle-aged man kicked the young man, and he himself ran towards su.

Just now, the middle-aged Jianling, who was still aloof and aloof, ran to Su Luo.

At the moment, Su Luo, in order not to be affected by the combat effectiveness of these two strong men, retreated far away and was relying on a tree to heal his wounds.

The middle-aged man ran to Su Luo and bowed solemnly.

Su Luo recognized that the middle-aged swordsman was one of the swordsmen who had refused her. At that time, he didn't even glance at his eyes.

So, Su Luo looked at the sword spirit who bowed 90 degrees in a daze and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Please take me, girl." The middle-aged swordsman bowed persistently, and he could not get up if Su Luo didn't agree.

This 180 degree attitude changed a lot, which made Su Luo's heart a little uncertain.

The more middle-aged people are, the more they dare not agree.

She just looked at him puzzled: "why?"

Before even the eyes are disdainful to see her, but now run to kneel to beg to take away, this contrast big let a person startle.

The middle-aged man did not speak, and the little boy who had been kicked away before also came.

He had been wondering why the middle-aged sword spirit had risen out of thin air when he was defeated. He soon remembered that the middle-aged sword spirit absorbed the blood of the human girl.

At the moment, seeing the middle-aged Jianling running to ask for help, it is a big proof of the young Jianling's conjecture.

So, the young sword spirit also ran over, pursed his buttocks, and bowed to Su Luo 90 degrees: "girl, take me, my potential is much stronger than him."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was not happy: "I came first! All human beings are concerned with "first come, first served."

The young man scoffed at him and disdained to hook up the corners of his lips: "what happened to me later! Respect for the strong is the mainstream of human thought

The middle-aged man's lung was almost burst with anger: "Stinky boy, I won you!"

Young people do not want to be outdone: "that is you absorbed the blood of human girl!"

"My body is a broken soul sword, 300000 years old!"

"My body spirit lightsaber has a history of 100000 years shorter than you, but you can't beat me for 100000 years after 300000 years of cultivation!"

"I'm a level Four Lingbao, you're only level three!"

"I'm going to be promoted to level 4, and you're only level 3!"

"You are not allowed to rob human girl with me!"

"You don't want to rob me! She's mine

The two swordsmen may have stayed in the sword tomb all the year round and never contacted with the outside world. Therefore, they are not worldly affairs and show their most real emotions.

The two of them quarreled with each other. The quarrel made Su Luo's skull ache.

But through their quarrelling dialogue, and surona's brain, which integrates wisdom and skull, she finally guessed the matter.

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