Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

"En!" Su Mu nodded slightly, looked at Meng Chixing and the others, narrowed his eyes, and asked softly:

"How are you going to play?

One by one, or all together? "

"What a crazy boy! Let me meet you!" Meng Chixing was furious, striding towards Su Mu like a black bear.

"Om..." As he walked, the evil spirit on his body gradually became more dignified!

It even exudes bursts of black energy, stirring up the vitality of the surrounding world into chaos!

The gold and silver elders and others who were weaker in martial arts even felt like vomiting!

"What a powerful magic skill!" After seeing this scene, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes couldn't help becoming serious.

Although he knew that Meng Chixing's martial arts skills were not low, he never thought that he had already reached this level.

Afterwards, he hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Su Mu:

"Su Xiaoyou, this man has too much murderous aura, and he practiced magic skills, you must be careful!"

"Heh." After Su Mu chuckled, he shook his head indifferently, resting his right hand lightly on the hilt of his sword, staring at Meng Chixing who was about to walk in front of him! "Seven Four Three"

"Roar!!!" After Meng Chixing came a few feet in front of Su Mu, he suddenly roared, and raised his right hand high!

"Om!!!" Immediately, a burst of heaven and earth vitality suddenly appeared, turning into thick black air and wrapping Meng Chixing's palm!

"Death!!!" With a roar, Meng Chixing's big hand slapped down hard like a bear patting dead wood!

"The wind is rustling, Yi Shuihan..." At this moment, Su Mu whispered softly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

"Chuck!"

"Shua!" There was a flash of light, and the tip of Su Mu's sword appeared between Meng Zhixing's eyebrows!

However, just as he was about to stab, Su Mu seemed to be affected by Meng Chixing's magic skills, and he was a little stunned!

"Dang!!!" Then, just as he came back to his senses, Meng Chixing slapped his long sword aside with a palm!

"Hmph!" Su Mu was not discouraged either, he snorted coldly and then made three sword strikes!

"Shua! Shua! Shua!" These three swords were extremely fast!Extremely cruel!

A sword was formed between lightning and flint, and it pierced fiercely between Meng Chixing's eyebrows!

"Haha... did you learn this sword technique from a child?!" Meng Chixing laughed and taunted, then slapped the long sword fiercely with his right hand like a bear's paw!

"Dang!!!" With the sound of striking iron, Su Mu's long sword was photographed aside again.

"Pfft!" Su Mu spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had been injured by Meng Chixing's internal strength!

Afterwards, his eyes were fixed, and he drew his sword again and again!

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

"Clang clang clang..."

The speed of Su Mu's sword was extremely fast, but Meng Chixing swung his palm faster, and he could accurately knock Su Mu's sword aside every time.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed more than ten moves, and Su Mu was always at a disadvantage!

"Huh?!" Zhang Sanfeng and Wu Yazi frowned at the same time after seeing this scene.

They found that Su Mu's sword was much slower than before!

After watching for a while, Zhang Sanfeng moved his mouth slightly, and asked Wu Yazi via voice transmission:

"Fellow Daoist Wu Yazi, was Su Xiaoyou seriously injured?"

He could only think of this possibility.

Otherwise, even if Su Mu hasn't practiced sword since he left, he wouldn't be so slow!

"No." Wu Yazi tasted something, and after shaking his head, the sound transmission replied:

"I probably understand what's going on.

Su Xiaoyou wants to keep all these masters in the grassland here! "

"So it is." Zhang Sanfeng suddenly realized.

That's right, this is exactly Su Mu's plan!

He was sure to kill Meng Chixing with a single strike.

But after that, Pang Ban and the others were afraid that they would not dare to do anything.

And with the great master Ba Si Ba Da, as long as Pang Ban and others do not take the initiative to attack, Su Mu will not dare to force too much.

After all, a mad Grandmaster is very scary, and Zhang Sanfeng can't stay here every day, so Su Mu can only use tricks.

After a while, he will pretend to be seriously injured after barely defeating Meng Chixing to lure Pang Ban and others to do it.

Once they made a move, even if Su Mu killed them, Ba Siba would have nothing to say.

"When..." After another move, Su Mu pretended to spit out blood, and felt that the time was almost up, his expression suddenly became dignified, his right hand was slightly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Meng Chixing's Between eyebrows:

"One sword..."

"Om..." Just as Su Mu said two words, the air suddenly became extremely thick!

Meng Chixing stayed motionless as if time had stopped him!

"Jie Chen!"

"Shua!!!" After Su Mu spit out the last two words, his figure suddenly disappeared!

When waiting to appear, he was already two feet in front of Meng Chixing!

The long sword in his hand pierced deeply between his eyebrows!

"Plop!" Immediately, Meng Chixing's momentum dissipated, and he fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

"Hiss..." After seeing this scene, several masters gasped and looked at Su Mu with horrified eyes!

The move just now was too terrifying, they didn't even react, and Meng Zhixing was killed!

If they get along in different places, they will definitely not be able to avoid this trick!

Even Basiba's expression became extremely serious.

Although this move can't threaten him, but... Su Mu's cultivation is only the late stage of the master!

If he waits for him to reach Grand Master before using this move, Ba Siba is not sure that he can catch it!

However at this time...

"Pfft!!!" Su Mu suddenly spat out a big mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

After staggering back a few steps, he leaned on the ground with his long sword and finally stabilized his figure!

"Huh..." Jiumozhi and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this situation...

They thought that what Su Mu just used was a forbidden move, that's why they vomited blood, and they secretly rejoiced:

"Fortunately, Meng Chixing, a reckless man, forced out Su Mu's forbidden move.

Otherwise, we might be the ones killed. "

Now, they are no longer afraid of this trick.

Because, any forbidden move cannot be used continuously!

But they didn't want to, their thinking just fell into Su Mu's trap.

In fact, Su Mu was not injured at all, what he just spit out was some pig blood.

At the beginning, in order to obtain the great teleportation of the universe, he made a large pot of pig's blood and put it in the system space, and now it just came in handy.

As for the pale face...

For martial arts masters, they can simulate the appearance of being seriously injured by just running their internal strength casually.

"Ahem!" Su Mu looked like a strong man planning to sacrifice himself, coughed a few times, and asked in an extremely hoarse voice:

"who is the next?"

"Amitabha." Jiumozhi reacted the fastest, and immediately proclaimed the Buddha's name, and saluted Su Mu with a smile:

"Next, I will let the old monk learn the master Su's tricks!"

As he spoke, he swept the ground with his right hand, and immediately a fallen leaf was pinched between his thumb and middle finger, with a smile on his lips:

"Shaolin picks the flower finger, please give advice to Master Su!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his orchid finger and pressed lightly on Su Mu!

"Hoo..." Immediately, the leaf as thin as a cicada's wing flew towards Su Mu's heart with an extremely ear-piercing whistling sound!

Although it's just a leaf, the power contained in it is enough to break the jade!

"What a Shaolin finger!" Su Mu sighed pretentiously, tilted his body, pulled out the long sword with great effort, and stabbed out!

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, 5.8's sword successfully blocked the Orchid Finger and shattered the leaf like a leaf!

However......

"Pfft..." Su Mu also seemed to be injured, and after taking two steps back again and again, he spat out another mouthful of pig blood.

"Huh?" Wu Yazi no longer has time to pay attention to the pretending Su Mu.

Looking at Jiumozhi in surprise, he thought to himself:

"How does this kid's martial arts look like my junior sister's little Wuxianggong?

Could it be that he is the apprentice of the junior sister? "

"Hehe..." Jiumozhi didn't notice Wu Yazi's curious gaze, and after seeing Su Mu who was vomiting blood, he smiled triumphantly, then raised his right palm, and a piece of gold suddenly appeared:

"Benefactor Su, eat my Vajra Palm again!"

With that said, he pushed it out with one palm!

"Om..." Immediately, a golden palm print came out and slapped Su Mu like an overwhelming sea!

"Sure enough, it's the Little Formless Kungfu." This time Wu Yazi finally understood that what Jiumozhi used was the Little Formless Kung Fu.

This made him very puzzled, could it be that Jiumozhi is really the disciple of his junior sister? .

Chapter 217 Vomiting Pig Blood!Dying! [Third update!Please customize! 】

"Huh..." Su Mu didn't have time to pay attention to Wu Yazi at this time, after taking a long breath, he worked hard...to act.

"Shua!" I saw the long sword in his hand suddenly stretched out, turned into a stream of light, and stabbed fiercely at the golden palm print!

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, the tip of the sword pierced through the long seal!

And right now!

"Hmm!" Su Mu snorted suddenly, as if his internal strength was weak, the tip of the sword barely pierced the palm print, and it was difficult to go any further!

"Hehe... Benefactor Su is good at swordsmanship." Seeing that Su Mu broke his palm print with just swordsmanship, Jiumozhi sincerely praised him.

Afterwards, he used Shaolin 72 stunts without hesitation!

He still understands the principle of "killing you while you are sick"!

"Hannya Palm!"

"One clap and two scattered palms!"

"Cassock to subdue demons!"

"..."

Jiumozhi Lian Yun used Shaolin 72 unique skills, and used dozens of offensive skills in the blink of an eye.

Su Mu stabbed with the long sword again and again!

Although all of them were successfully blocked, his face became paler and paler.

The figure is even more wobbly, and it seems that it will not be able to support it!

"Amitabha!" Seeing this, Jiumozhi smiled triumphantly, and after chanting the Buddha's name, he waved his hand lightly, and a stream of heat rose:

"Benefactor, this is the unique flame knife that the old monk is good at.

25 This stunt is extremely powerful, if the donor cannot stop it.Likely to die on the spot.