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Chapter 440: The Fear of the Three Waves of Mad Saber

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"Soft Feather is really lucky, she flew right in front of me at once." Song Shuhang's version of 'Phoenix Slayer' was thinking about this when he suddenly saw Soft Feather wrapped in sword light again, 'Wow wow wow ' screamed, flew backwards in front of him, and then flew all the way back to the starting point.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Soft Feather's luck, is it good? Or is it bad

"Anyway, it's better to be careful. I have a three-second delay, so I have to look far away. If I find any accident, I will advance... ah ah ah."

Song Shuhang was still thinking that he had to find out the danger in advance, and issued an order to his body three seconds in advance.

But unexpectedly, a trap light appeared in front of him suddenly.

What made him even more desperate was that the trap was still moving, it was running back and forth on a range of tracks. Running can be willful, suddenly left and right, suddenly up and down, unpredictable.

Not to mention that Song Shuhang had a three-second delay, even if there was no delay, he would not be able to escape this trap.

Walking tractor No. 44 ran into the trap without hesitation.

After that, Song Shuhang felt that he was spiraling upwards.

The walk-behind tractor and his body were spun frantically, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Next, are you going to fly back to the starting point?" Song Shuhang burst into tears.

But... After the spiral ascended to a certain height, there was no intention to send Song Shuhang back to the starting point. Instead, he turned even more frantically, and Song Shuhang was dizzy as he turned.

My head is so dizzy... I feel like throwing up.

This is a 'forced time-out' trap. Once you get caught, you have to be in the air for ten seconds.

Ten seconds is cruel for the ever-changing arena.

swoosh swish...

The successive seniors passed by Song Shuhang's side, and in a blink of an eye, Song Shuhang dropped from the first place to the forty-seventh place.

Among them, some seniors waved enthusiastically at Song Shuhang before flying over.

For example, a senior Sanlang in the appearance of a Malaysian monkey: "Shuhang, come on, you have become a landscape on the field."

After all, Senior Three Waves happily surpassed Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang took a breath... He felt that the top ten places in the 'walking tractor competition' were waving to him. And 'Space January Brigade' is waving to him warmly.

No, no, I don't want a moon trip to space.

This poor summer vacation of mine has passed very magnificently. I have been very satisfied with the 'Mysterious Island', 'Killing My Sister in My Arms', 'Battle of Broken Sendai', 'Mr. Conspiracy', and 'Walking Tractor Contest' Ah, the next month, let me spend it safely!

I want to go to the holiday island to bask in the sun, drink delicious drinks, and enjoy life on the beach!

I don't want to go to the universe!

It's been a month, I'm not a senior in the group, I'm just a second-rank cultivator, eating and drinking can be solved with Bigu Pill, but how can La and Sa be broken

It is said that in the gravity-free environment of the universe, if you urinate, the liquid will be suspended, and maybe the liquid will smear your face.

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"Little friend Song Shuhang, come to our 'Fighting Buddha Sect' when you are free." At this time, Dharma King Creation, with long flowing hair, passed Song Shuhang's side.

Dharma King Creation is also a senior who is 'participating'. He is now at a critical time to attack the 'Sixth Rank True Monarch', so although he is very interested in the relics of the 'previous era' that Senior White said, he estimates that he is not. Time to toss that ruins.

And... Ruins are not a one-time thing. I didn't have a chance to enter this time, and I still have a chance next time, but the income may not be as good as the first batch of Taoists who entered.

When passing by Song Shuhang, Dharma King Creation's cell phone rang.

Dharma King Creation opened his phone and saw that it was 'Su Clan's Qi'.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Ah Qi?" Dharma King Creation smiled slightly, answered the phone, and said, "Friend Ah Qi, what's the matter? By the way, I'm participating in the 'walking tractor competition', which is very interesting, it's your fault if you don't participate. loss."

"I know." On the opposite side, Su Shi's Qi's tone was gloomy: "I'm just watching the live broadcast."

"Hahaha, regret not coming to participate in this competition?" Dharma King Creation asked again: "Does your state feel a little wrong?"

"It's super wrong. My current state is already in a state of volcanic eruption." Su Clan's Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Just now, the third elder of the Su Clan suddenly called and scolded me."

"Why?" Dharma King Creation asked.

"The three elders scolded me for having shit in my head, and actually dressed up as a big horse monkey to participate in the walking tractor competition. He also shouted at the live camera [I am Tianhe Su's Qi, my racing number is No. 38]. Such words. It's almost humiliating our Tianhe Su Clan. Now I just want to know, who is that damn big horse monkey?" Su Clan's Qi was about to go crazy.

Dharma King Good Fortune smiled and said: "Ha ha ha, who else do you think it could be?"

"Sure enough, it's him, that bitch of Sanlang!" Su Clan's Qi gritted his teeth.

"Hahahaha." Dharma King Creation laughed.

Su Clan's Qi came from grinding his teeth, and said bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Creation... How about helping me teach Sanlang a lesson?"

"Don't do it, I am a monk, and I take compassion as my heart." Dharma King Creation said - he appreciates the three waves of the mad knife, especially when the other party is desperately trying to die, Dharma King Creation is always very happy.

"The Posts of Fast Snow and Clear Time!" Su Shi's Qi gritted his teeth and said, "The real work, if you appreciate it for three months, you can still copy it happily."

"The real work of "Quick Snow and Clear Post"? How could it be in the hands of your Su family? Does anyone in your Su family understand and appreciate calligraphy? It is the brute force of 'the real body of the Buddha', which is brute force and domineering. However, Dharma King Creation is a well-known calligrapher, and now he is still the leader of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association.

"Go away!" Su Clan's Qi said bitterly, "Let you appreciate it for five months at most, and help me do three waves ruthlessly."

"Deal!" Dharma King Creation happily agreed, the Three Waves of Mad Saber was so deadly, he should have died a long time ago, so let him subdue the demons and eliminate the demons, and make the world clean!

"I watched the live broadcast. If you did a good job, then "Fast Snow and Clear Post" might be able to lend you another month." Su Shi's Qi's voice was full of temptation.

"No problem, it's wrapped in Sajia's body." Dharma King Creation patted his chest and assured.

After finishing the phone call with Su Clan's Qi, Dharma King Fortune swiped his phone and made another call.

Soon, the phone was connected, and the laughter of the three waves of the mad knife came from inside: "Fellow Daoist Fortune, what's the matter with calling me? Hahahaha, do you want me to help you?"

At this time, Crazy Blade Three Waves was at the forefront of the 'Walking Tractor Contest', and he was competing for the first place with True Monarch Luochen, Cave Lord Snow Wolf, Northern River Loose Ren, and True Monarch Jiaoba.

"Hehehe, in fact, I just suddenly thought of an important news, and I want to tell the next three waves." Dharma King Creation laughed.

"If you have something to say, the game is on." Mad Saber Three Waves said.

"Well, not long ago, the senior Yunquezi from Xuannvmen came to our Fighting Buddha Sect as a guest. Then, when she was chatting with me, she suddenly mentioned Daoist Sanlang. She said that Daoist Sanlang's death was very interesting. So next month, she will pass by your cave and plan to stay with you for a while." Dharma King Good Fortune laughed and said, "Although Sa's family is a monk, but ah, I still envy fellow Taoist Sanlang. Senior Yunquezi is so beautiful, So beautiful, she is going to be a guest with you again, maybe it is not impossible for Sanlang Daoyou and senior to become Dao Companions."

Three waves of the mad knife, the whole person trembled.

At this moment, a certain Sanlang suddenly recalled the horror of being tossed for a year and four months by a 'big senior' who was as dazzling and beautiful as the bright moon in the night sky many years ago.

That's right, that beautiful senior, whose name is 'Xuannvmen Yunquezi', whose realm is the pinnacle of the 7th rank Ling Zun, is only a thin line away from the 'Xuansheng' realm where the 8th rank person appeared before him. This is a real senior-level figure, and he exists in the same era as the other senior in the group, the Seventh Cultivation Venerable.

"Don't... don't..." Mad Saber Sanlang couldn't help screaming.

A certain poor Sanlang was distraught. If you are in a mess, you will not be able to concentrate on the game. He couldn't even control the front of the car, and accidentally, the car leaned on the No. 19 Beihe scattered people tractor on the side.

"Sanlang, what are you doing?" An angry roar came from the Northern River Loose Cultivator.

boom! Sanlang's car collided with Beihe Sanren's, and both their cars shook.

In such a flash, they were overtaken by No. 4 True Monarch Luochen, No. 15 Snow Wolf Cave Lord, and No. 56 True Monarch Jiaoba.

"Sanlang, you're going to die!" Beihe Sanren said angrily, he slapped his hand-held tractor hard, and the next moment, four sharp bumping heads appeared on the four hubs of his tractor.

This kind of thing is deeply loved by the seniors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.

The next moment, Beihe Loose Man controlled his tractor and rammed into the No. 38 car of Crazy Sabre Three Waves.

Mad Saber Three Waves shouted: "No, Lao Beihe, listen to my explanation, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"It's useless to explain, eat my 'Victory Collision'!" Beihe Loose Cultivator roared.

"No ah ah ah~"

boom boom boom…

The sharp collision angle hit the Crazy Blade Sanlang's tractor, and the drill bit and the 'defensive shield' arranged on the vehicle by Sanlang frantically rubbed together, sparks flying everywhere.

"Hehehehe." Dharma King Good Fortune put away his mobile phone contentedly, and steered his hand-held tractor forward quickly.

It's time to give Brother Sanlang a fatal blow!