This time, his figure was slow by half a point, and he was scratched by the fingertips of his paws to his wings. A ten-foot-long wound was instantly bloody!
Dozens of crimson wings fell off and fell into the East China Sea.
Su Mo continued to gallop without saying a word!
"Little master, you leave me to escape!"
Stranger shadow saw this scene in the heart anxious could not help but say
Su Mo’s silence is still a force to escape!
"Hehe"
A sneer from the sky is full of banter.
In the clouds, this statue of the bodhi old zu of the Sun clan seems to grasp Su Mo again and again with a teasing mentality.
Su Mo has more and more wounds.
Even if Long Huang has a strong self-healing power and suffered so many injuries, he can’t be repaired if he continues to escape.
Su Mo’s physical strength has become increasingly weak.
He felt dizzy and his vision became a little blurred.
Suddenly!
In front of him, there is a floating cloud in the sea and sky, and Wan Li is crossing a boat.
Compared with this leaf boat, this vast ocean is as small as a drop of seawater and a scale.
But seeing this leaf boat Su Mo is a lift!
This leaf boat is lying with a lazy figure, wearing a green hemp fiber and a blue bamboo hat, and fishing nets are scattered at the feet.
This figure drifted in the direction of the boat in the sea, but it didn’t pay attention to it and looked leisurely.
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"Why is there a fisherman here?"
Mo Ying sighs lightly.
It seems that Mahayana Zuway is a fisherman, and even Fa Daojun will be torn to pieces!
Just then, the fisherman in the boat lifted his face, and his blue hat showed an ordinary face, and he was sloppy.
At this time, the bodhi old zu in the cloud and mist once again shot a golden claw with a burning flame coming towards Su Mo and caught it!
The fisherman looked at the sky with clear eyes and Gherardini suddenly raised his hand.
The blue bamboo hat flew away and a green mountain instantly came to this golden claw to cut it across!
Poof!
Scarlet blood gushed out and scattered!
The pupillary contraction of Mo Ying is severe.
She clearly saw that golden claw in the middle was cut off by this humble blue bamboo hat!
Even the broken claws are still burning and falling into the ocean, and the sea area is burning with a raging flame for a long time!
"ouch!"
A piercing scream came from the sky!
It’s called sharp, sharp, strange shadows, painful eyes, and hurriedly cover your ears.
Okay, this name just rang and quickly disappeared here.
This Mahayana bodhi old zu of the Sun clan has escaped!
Mo Ying stared at her eyes for a while, but it still seemed like a dream to her.
But the sense of crisis that surrounded her heart has really disappeared.
Saved?
She and the young master came alive from the ancestors of the Sun clan?
Who is this fisherman?
How terrible it is for the fisherman to kill the bodhi old zu of the Sun family so easily!
At this time, Sumo has put away his body shape and turned into a human shape, landing a fisherman’s boat with a strange shadow.
Su Mo was black and blue, and it was almost exhausted to escape here.
I couldn’t control my body when I landed. I almost fell off the boat.
If it’s normal, Su Mo’s flesh will fall, let alone be a flat boat. Even the spiritual boat of the fix true person can easily break through!
But Su Mo’s flat boat was still.