Mo Yao felt hot on his face. He was so embarrassed by a war sword!


    This face is lost!


    Most importantly, he just looked like holding a broken wooden stick. He was full of contempt for the sword, but the outcome was terrible!


    He wondered if he had no respect for the sword, so he was robbed.


    Other people''s faces turned white. The ferocious scars on Mo Yao''s body were so dazzling. The clusters of blood were like slapping their faces one by one.


    The waste war sword was abandoned by the public as an excuse to ridicule Lin fan, but now?


    Mo Yao''s accomplishments can definitely rank among the top three among the rest. He was almost cut off by the "garbage" war sword in their mouth, and his face was hot.


    But then, everyone''s eyes became hot in an instant!


    A war sword can force Mo Yao to such a degree. If you have it in your hand, what prestige should it be?


    Especially those who are strong in soul refining, the color of greed is shining in their eyes. If they own this war sword and cooperate with their own cultivation, can they dominate here and get all the opportunities of the ancient tomb?


    "Will you hand it in or will I take it?"


    Qinglin opened his mouth coldly. His words were too calm. It seemed that the war sword was in that place. As long as he walked over, he could get it.


    Others also stepped forward and approached Lin fan. Who doesn''t want to have such an anti Heaven Sword?


    Mo Yao''s face was pale because he was too bloodthirsty, but he also came forward. He had a guess in his heart. It was recorded in some isolated books that some anti heaven soldiers had spirits. If they didn''t have respect, they would be robbed. Therefore, he is going to fight now. As long as he gets into his hands, he will treat them sincerely.


    "Do you dare to come? The example of moyao is right in front of you. Aren''t you afraid?" Lin Fan said.


    In fact, he sneered in his heart. The sword was really rubbish. It happened that these people were treasure. Their eyes were as red as estrus.


    Mo Yao''s face was cold: "you don''t deserve this anti heaven war sword. Hand it over, or you will die miserably!"


    Lin Fan blinked: "are you sure you still want it? Aren''t you afraid of being cut directly?"


    "Hum!"


    Mo Yao Leng hum: "I just underestimated the divine soldiers. I didn''t keep awe of them and offended them. Therefore, I was robbed. If I hold them in my hand again, I should treat them like a teacher."


    Lin Fan''s eyes are strange, divine soldier? To be treated like a teacher? This Mo Yao, lose heart crazy?


    He almost didn''t laugh off his big teeth. Only he knew that it was the soul of the soldiers.


    When others heard Mo Yao say this, their eyes flashed. Someone suddenly realized it and said, "indeed, I have seen in my lonely book that divine soldiers have spirits. Please respect them!"


    "I also remember that the God soldiers against the sky have their own natures. They should bow down, kneel and beg. They should not be offended or humiliated, or they should be robbed!"


    "Indeed, such things have appeared in more than one column on the continents!"


    Many people talked and then looked at Mo Yao with strange eyes. What''s the look of this goods?


    The magic weapon is useless. The owner of the original peerless weapon changed. He was almost cut off. Is he blind?


    Of course, when they think so, they forget that they were blind.


    Hearing these comments, people''s eyes became even hotter!


    It''s a divine soldier with spiritual knowledge!


    I haven''t heard it for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, I was lucky to see it during this trip to the ancient tomb!


    You have to get it!


    "Lin fan, hand over the magic soldier. You don''t have this qualification."


    "Hand it in honestly, or you''ll die."


    ……


    Lin Fan looked at the people mockingly: "there is only one war sword. Who will I give to so many of you? Why don''t you kill one first, who will win, and who will I give?"


    Mo Yao''s eyes flashed and glanced at others with a trace of coldness.


    Finally, qingluan opened his mouth, sighed and said, "the so-called fat water doesn''t flow into the field of outsiders. It''s better to master such magic soldiers in my one yuan hand than in others."


    Mo Yao and Qinglin glanced at qingluan with gratitude. This girl is very sensible.


    Only Lin Fan almost broke his belly with laughter. This is a set! For moyao and Qinglin!


    "All right."


    Lin Fan seemed helpless and said. Then he glanced at Mo Yao fiercely: "it''s cheap for you."


    Then he threw the sword at moyao.


    Mo Yao''s face was happy at first, and then became solemn. He glanced at the people and killed them. At this time, whoever dares to rob the soldier with him will definitely kill him!


    The people Leng hum. They saw that when the moyao war sword approached, the disciples of Yiyuan holy land had protected him.


    Mo Yao looked serious. He used his soul power to make the soldiers hang on his head. Then he bent down and worshipped in a sincere and low tone. He said, "please forgive my sin. Please follow me. I will not humiliate my reputation. I will cross the continent, kill all the enemies and let you drink your blood."


    He was too respectful. It was really like treating an elder. Then he got up, his eyes were hot, and slowly stretched out his hands to hold the sword. It was like holding a scepter again, full of a sense of ceremony.


    "Is this moyao stupid?" Lin Fan said to qingluan.


    Qingluan gave him a cross look: "you are too treacherous."


    Lin Fan said innocently, "it has something to do with me? He took the sword, insulted it, and finally regarded it as a magic weapon. What did I do?"


    ……


    Others looked at Mo Yao with envy. It was worth how to treat the divine soldiers with spiritual knowledge!


    It is no exaggeration to say that if you have a magic weapon like this sword, if you can really hold it in your hand, your combat power can rise more than one chip out of thin air!


    "Magic soldier, belong to me!"


    Mo Yao roared. Ben''s hands holding the war sword suddenly pulled out, and his powerful big hand clenched the handle of the sword and pointed obliquely to the sky.


    At this moment, moyao felt as if he had grasped the whole world. No matter who the person in front of him was, it seemed that he could kill with one sword!


    Other people''s faces were embarrassed. Did the sword belong to moyao like this?


    Someone is ready to fight. He really wants to fight. He grabs the sword and kills it.


    "This boy will suffer again."


    Lin Fan smiled. Of course, only qingluan heard it.


    Because Lin Fan felt that the soldier soul among his gods was angry!


    The soldier soul is really angry!


    The burial ground that was taken out of Qingyun road has never swallowed the magic soldiers. It''s not easy to feel that you have an appetite, but you have been robbed of food twice. How can you not be angry?


    "Click!"


    Mo Yao pointed to the sword in the sky. The cold murderous spirit surged up and burst out from the sword. The cold ice was piercing!


    Moyao''s eyes are hot!


    It''s really a peerless magic weapon! There is no doubt that the killing machine is so strong. It must be a big killer!


    Others are full of envy. They really want to replace each other. They are thinking how good it would be if the person holding the sword was himself!