Chapter 1273 Master, You Don't Talk About Martial Arts!

As the seventh god of the temple, Yas is naturally not a simple character.

In the temple, if you have strength but no brains, you will not live long.

There was vigilance and suspicion in his eyes, and his mind instantly became active.

"Adolf, what do you mean by that?"

"literal meaning."

Adolf spread his hands and did not explain too much.

because……

With a dying man, what's the explanation?

Completely wasting saliva!

"What about the palace master?"

A sense of crisis rose in Yas's heart, and the surrounding quiet was a little unusual.

It stands to reason that at this point in time, there should be temple guards patrolling.

But now he can't even see a single figure, and with what Adolf said just now, an absurd thought arises in his mind.

However, only for a moment.

This idea was rejected by Yas.

impossible!

The strength of the hall master can only be described by ghosts and gods.

No one is his opponent!

Su Mo took a step forward and said lightly, "It's better to ask me this. The master of your temple is already dead, so now I have the final say in the temple. Do you have any questions now?"

"Ha ha--"

Yas looked up to the sky and laughed, his face full of mockery.

"The hall master is dead? In this case, go lie to the three-year-old child!"

"The hall master has reached the realm of transformation in the martial arts, and no one can kill him!"

"I said what I should say, believe it or not."

Su Mo was too lazy to argue with Yas, and said slowly, "I called you here today just to borrow something from you."

"What?" Yas narrowed his eyes.

"Your life!"

As soon as the voice fell, a pink figure went straight to Yas.

The speed was so fast that Yas's whole body tightened.

Right-handed knife!

"when--"

The two figures crossed each other.

Yas's right hand hurt, and a storm surged in his heart.

He hasn't felt pain in his right hand for a long time since he practiced splitting knife palm.

He looked up and was standing five meters in front of him... No, to be precise, he was floating.

A pink robot floats...

"Xiao Xiaoxi, give you five minutes."

Su Mo walked out of Zhou's body and said with a smile, "If I can't figure it out in five minutes, I'll do it myself."

"Su Mo?"

Seeing Su Mo, Yas's face changed instantly, and his pupils shrank violently.

How could Su Mo appear at the temple headquarters?

Should not be!

Could it be...

"Hello, we meet again."

Su Mo waved at Yas, with a harmless smile on his face.

"The robot in front of you is an intelligent robot invented by me. Don't underestimate it, otherwise, you really won't be able to last for five minutes."

"..."

Yas's gaze couldn't help but drift to the direction where Adolf was standing, and he asked in a cold voice, "Adolf, as the second god of the temple, are you just watching outsiders do something to our temple members?"

"Cough-cough-"

Adolf smiled and shrugged helplessly: "Well, you may not understand what's going on."

"The temple, no longer exists, I am no longer the second god of the temple."

After speaking, he nodded respectfully at Su Mo and said, "I'm just a loyal follower of the master now!"

"Owner?"

Hearing these two words, even if Yas didn't want to believe it, he knew that there was a big turmoil in the temple.

Although I don't know what happened, it is obvious that Su Mo has done something to the temple, and looking at the current situation, it should be successful.

There was a retreat in his eyes, and he retreated slightly without leaving a trace. At the same time, he did not forget to speak to distract the two of them.

"It's ridiculous. The second god of the dignified temple has become a follower of others. If this news spreads, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"Stop backing away!"

Before Su Mo and Adolf spoke, Xiao Xiaoxi's sweet and beautiful voice sounded.

"If you continue to retreat, it will automatically enter the hot weapon state."

"Crack-"

A pitch-black barrel appeared in Xiao Xiaoxi's hand, directly facing Yas who was retreating.

At this moment, the pores of Yas's body exploded.

It's not the first time he's been pointed at guns.

But this kind of unavoidable feeling has never been encountered before.

The more powerful people are, the more they trust their intuition.

Yas stopped backing away instantly, his eyes filled with horror.

What the hell is this robot in front of me?

Could it be that the temple was destroyed by this robot?

probably not!

The power of Landau has been deeply imprinted in Yas' mind.

With this robot alone, it is absolutely impossible!

Adolf, who was watching the battle, saw this scene and smiled bitterly.

He just experienced the feeling of being pointed at by Xiao Xiaoxi with a gun not long ago.

That

Taste... tsk!

Seeing that Yas didn't look back, he only heard two clicks, and the barrel disappeared.

Xiao Xiaoxi's voice sounded.

"Report to the master, according to the statistics of the fight just now, this person in front of me can last three minutes and fifty-two seconds in my hands, no more than four minutes at most."

"The master has given more time."

"..."

Hearing this, the expressions of the three people present changed one after another.

Yas is angry.

After all, he is also the seventh god of the temple. The pile of broken copper and iron in front of him actually said that he could last less than four minutes in its hands?

Ha ha--

Who do you look down on? !

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! ! !

Adolf was shocked.

Just now Xiaoxiaoxi and Yass just made a move, and this collected Yass data?

The most important thing is that the time can be accurate to such an extent...

horrible!

It's horrible!

Su Mo was speechless.

This is too awkward, isn't it? !

He shouldn't have put a humanized chip on Xiao Xiaoxi!

After I go back this time, I have to re-create the humanized chip no matter what.

Otherwise, the coercion is pretended by this guy, what should he do?

"Fee for what?"

Su Mo opened the mouth to break the weird atmosphere. He reminded Xiao Xiaoxi, "It's been 37 seconds now, hurry up."

Xiao Xiaoxi turned her head mechanically, staring at Su Mo with purple eyes, and said, "Master, you don't talk about martial arts!"

"..."

Don't talk about martial arts?

Su Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes helplessly.

And a robot, what will Wude?

Besides, it's this guy who's been there all the time, who cares about him?

"The time has passed 45 seconds."

The words fall.

Xiao Xiaoxi's figure flickered as fast as a pink lightning bolt.

Yas didn't dare to be careless and responded with all his strength.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

In the field, two figures, one pink and one black, kept flashing.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Usually, his splitting palm was almost a killer. Every time he attacked, he could at least hit his opponent hard.

But the robot in front of him could not even leave a trace.

How to fight this?