Lan Dao's actions were exactly the same as before, and he still slashed out with a sword.

However, this sword is faster and more fierce than before!

What's even more exaggerated is that a faint phantom appeared at the broken sword, perfectly fusing with the sword to form a brand new sword.

Su Mo is not to be outdone.

Swipe your right fist.

Push acceleration, power acceleration!

Wherever the fist went, the air disappeared instantly, and it seemed that even the space could not withstand such a speed, and collapsed in waves.

The space around the fist is pitch black, giving people an unparalleled sense of suffocation.

Not only that, the metal shell on the chest disappeared instantly on Monday and turned into countless metal particles, forming three barriers before the right fist, emitting a faint golden light in the night sky.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

Three metal collisions sounded.

The sound makes people feel palpitations!

Fist and sword collision—

A sound that made the eardrum roar spread out, the surrounding trees broke, and the soil on the ground flew everywhere.

This scene looks more shocking than a so-called science fiction blockbuster.

"puff!"

Adolf, who was dozens of meters away, was directly blown away by this terrifying airflow, and spitted blood in the air, his eyes full of horror.

Just the aftermath of the fight can hurt him?

Oh my God!!!

So horrible—

Linhai, Yan's back garden.

Ning Hai and Tianbei stared at the mobile phone screen in a daze. Everything in front of them was beyond their imagination.

The battle between peak warriors and cutting-edge technology is so terrifying!

It was so scary that both of them were a little lost...

Tianbei swallowed his saliva and stuttered: "Master...Master, do you... what you said just now still count?"

"What's the matter?"

Ning Hai stared at the phone screen with his eyes tightly, his tone filled with impatientness.

At this moment, he was already making wild deductions in his mind. What would have happened if he had faced the attacks of the two of them?

Ning Hai wanted to figure out the difference in strength between him and the two.

But after the deduction, he got a result that made him desperate.

Facing Lan Dao's sword, he will be killed instantly!

Facing Su Mo's punch, he will also be killed instantly!

No chance to fight back!

This is the result...

Fortunately, he is still known as the number one master in the Xia Kingdom, but he can't even stop anyone else's move?

Thinking about this, Ning Hai's face felt a little hot.

Tianbei looked at his master and said tentatively: "Master, you didn't say that after Teacher Su returns to China, you are going to ask him for two sets of steel suits."

"Then, we both...one of each one, does this count?"

"Calculate!"

Ning Hai glared at Tianbei helplessly and cursed: "Look at your unreliable appearance, it's just a set of steel war suits. Don't worry, even if you don't want it, you have to make one for you."

"Besides, if this kid doesn't give it to you, huh, I'll go to his house to bring Xiao Xi back and act like he's alone in the empty room!"

“…”

Upon hearing this, Tianbei held his mouth tight and said nothing.

He secretly gave Ning Hai a thumbs up, and he deserved to be his master.

This trick is to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot... so wonderful!

"What about you, Master?"

After hesitating for a moment, Tianbei asked curiously: "If such a powerful steel suit, if you match your strength with your master, it would be like Nezha with the hot wheels, Sun Wukong with the golden cudgel, and Princess Iron Fan with the banana fan..."

"Stop and stop!"

Ning Hai pulled his mouth and looked at Tianbei with disgust.

"What metaphor do you make?"

Tianbei smiled.

Ning Hai sighed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Xiaobei, I'm not kidding you. When Su Mo comes back, I will ask Mr. Chen for a set of steel suits."

"If it doesn't work, I will ask Su Mo to create a set for you as the treasure of the Dark Pavilion."

"In this case, I will feel relieved to the Dark Pavilion. As for the master, it is actually not very useful to have this thing. I took off the position of Master of the Dark Pavilion just to return to Linhai to accompany your master's wife."

Speaking of this, Ning Hai rarely showed a look of guilt on his face and whispered: "I'm sorry to her, I'm not the number one master in Xia Kingdom in the future, I'm just a husband and a father."

"Can you understand?"

"I see!"

Tianbei put away the joke on his face and nodded heavily and said, "Master, my disciple will not let you down. I will lead the Angekang every step, devote my efforts to the country, and die!"

“It’s great to have this intention.”

Ning Hai smiled and said, "But, without the permission of the teacher, you can't die. I'm still waiting for you to retire and see you to see you off. Why? Don't you want to take this job?"

"With Su Mo and Miss, Master can't use me."

Tianbei then laughed and scratched his head awkwardly.

Ning Hai shook his head slightly and said, "Okay, keep watching."

"Lan Dao is almost unable to hold on, but Boy Su's steel suit is almost at its limit."

The two of them put their eyes back on the screen of their phones again.

…………

In the field.

Su Mo and Lan Dao stood opposite each other, seven or eight meters apart.

The ground was in a mess.

The broken sword in Lan Dao's hand had disappeared and was inserted into the ground more than ten meters away.

Blood dripped along his right hand to the ground. Just now, the moment the fists and swords collided, the powerful and terrifying countershock force had already shaken the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

On the other side.

A faint sword mark appeared on Su Mo's right fist.

Compared with the collision of the first move, he won a great victory in the collision of the second move.

The third layer of protection offset the power of Lan Dao's sword. In the end, the sword only left a shallow white mark on the right fist, and did not break the metal defense of the right fist shell.

The metal shell on the chest on Monday had all disappeared, leaving behind a thin layer of metal inner shell.

Although the metal particles on the chest were surging on Monday, the consumption just now caused the repair power of nanotechnology to be completely unable to keep up with this consumption.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes, stared at Lan Dao a few meters away, and spoke slowly.

"You lost!"

Lan Dao raised his eyelids slightly and said lightly: "The last move has not been used yet, how do you know I lost?"

Su Mo pointed to the broken sword inserted on the ground on the left and smiled, "Your sword is gone."

"The sword is in my heart."

Lan Dao took a step forward and shouted: "I'm a sword!"

After the words came, his breath rose endlessly, as if there was no end.

The surrounding weeds, debris, automatically floated around Landao's body without wind, and then slowly rotated, and the speed became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, a powerful tornado formed.

And Lan Dao stood at the eyes of the tornado, as if a god or demon was descending.
To be continued...