Liang Bo, a small building on the second floor, inhaled slightly and his look turned slightly lower. "This sword array is so powerful!"

"Can Liang Boke recognize it?" Asked the white-shirted man
Liang Bo hesitated for a long time before shaking his head. "I’m afraid I haven’t seen this sword array as powerful as the ancient one."
Danyang Gate, Qianhemen Gate, Bailianmen Gate and Ancient Array Gate are also called the four side doors where the top alchemists, operators, refiners and arrangers in the wild mainland gather, which are the holy places for these four types of practitioners.
Most of the famous sword arrays in the fix-true world come from the ancient array gate.
Liang Bo shook his head again and said, "It’s a pity that this person’s cultivation level is too low. If he really cultivates the seven veins to build a foundation, he will definitely be qualified to fight the real brother in the Glass Palace and the Earth Devil with this sword array!"
"Let’s go and see."
The white-shirted man got up and went first.
Liang Bo persuaded, "Although this man has great potential, he will not live long. It is unwise to recruit him at this time when the three riders return to Xuantiancheng."
"not necessarily"
The white man smiled meaningfully.
……
In the house
These hundreds of outlaws are all six-pulse foundations. If we work together against Su Mo, it is definitely a force that can not be ignored. We can smash the candle into the sword array.
But now, the formation of hundreds of outlaws has been shattered by Su Mo and the Night Spirit, one man and one beast, and the root method has been dispersed to resist the war of candlelight and sword array.
Bang bang!
The sword is ringing in my ears, accompanied by a scream, and my life is like dirt. The outlaw is really dead!
The dilapidated house has been dyed red with blood
Don’t say it’s flesh and blood, even if the spirit is caught in the sword array by candle, it will be cut into pieces!
There is a strong blood smell in the air.
Even the outlaws can’t bear to collapse and flee on the spot at this time.
In a blink of an eye, there is still a warm body left in the house.
The onlookers looked horrified. In their eyes, the figure stained with blood in a pool of blood was like a shura coming out of hell!
"Bao Yunfeng and the other three riders will die when they come back."
"Not necessarily. If they survive tonight, they will be far away from here during the day, and they may have escaped."
"Hehe"
The man who spoke at first sneered, "Are you a vegetarian? Those people are born in the jungle all the year round and are best at tracking, even if you escape to the ends of the earth! "
Su Mo took back ten flying swords and put away Bao Yunfeng’s character bags. For the discussion around him, it seemed as if he had never heard of it.
Ji Chengtian and others also breathed a sigh of relief.
The crowd gradually dispersed.
Su Mo’s heart felt slightly, and he saw a white shirt pacing fairly not far away.
This white-shirted man is very handsome and can be called "stunning". At first glance, it seems that he is better looking than a woman.
But what surprised Su Mo even more was that the white-shirted man was followed by an old man with a gray hair and beard.
Although there was no age limit in the ancient battlefield, it was the younger generation who came in, and now an old man suddenly appeared, which seemed quite different.
And Su Mo Lingjue told him that the old man was extremely dangerous!
After entering the ancient battlefield, the Soviet Union and Mexico have also experienced many battles, but they have never felt this kind of breath in a monk’s body.
It’s horrible and heart-rending!
Su Mo took a deep look at the gray-haired old man before he fell back on the white shirt.
The white-shirted man held a small fan in his backhand and threw his fist with a smile. "I don’t know what your friend’s name is in Tang Yu?"
"Sumo"
Sue ink eyes rested on the man waist door token fixed replied.
Most of the tokens that dare to show Zongmen in ancient battlefields are big doors and powerful forces.
Dimly discernible peak was five gates in the territory of the Zhou Dynasty, but it was nothing in the wild mainland, and Su Mo and others hung a bag around their waist.
It was Su Mo who guessed the origin of the white-shirted man was not simple, but he didn’t know the Zongmen token and he didn’t know the purpose at present.
Tang Yu’s slender wrist shook the folding fan gently and said, "Taoist friends must not know much about the four riders when they first arrived in Xuantiancheng, but I do know some news."
"Want to hear more" Su Mo nodded.
"The so-called four riders are actually arranged according to the wolves and tigers and leopards. Everyone’s mount is an ancient heritage with strong strength. Among them, the boss Chai Ri is the seven-vein foundation, and the other three riders are also the peaks of the six-vein foundation, which may be promoted to the seven-vein foundation at any time."
Tang Yudao said, "The strength of the four horsemen in Xuantiancheng is not the strongest, but other top forces are unwilling to make friends with them because there are seven veins in the four horsemen."
"Bao Yunfeng’s body has fallen on you, and the other three riders are in mortal danger. Even if you can escape from Xuantiancheng, you will be chased by the four riders. After all, you will not be able to fight the first world war."
Tang Yu Kan Kan and Su Mo finally looked at him in silence.
After a long time, Sumo asked, "What are you trying to say?"
"I can help you" Tang Yu speaks amazingly.
"Oh?"
Sue ink eyebrows a pick.