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

"Ahem..." Wu Yazi's old face blushed suddenly, and after coughing twice in embarrassment, he regained his momentum and flicked his sleeves:

"Su Xiaoyou, you are the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, so I will leave this matter to you. If I have something else to do, I will leave first!"

After speaking, he immediately flew to his room.

He never thought that those messy things in the early years could continue to the present, which really made him ashamed to see others.

"Hehe..." Su Mu looked at Wu Yazi's back and laughed lightly, then stepped a little!

"Shua!" In the blink of an eye, he came to Duan Yu's side, reaching out to touch Qima's acupoint!

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

However, Su Mu's Lingbo Weibu has already reached its peak.

So, he also turned around and pointed lightly at the air!

"Hoo..." Immediately, a finger came out!

And right now!

"Shua..." Duan Yu seemed to be cooperating with Su Mu, and suddenly came to the front of Zhijin!

"Pfft!" Immediately, his acupuncture points were locked and he couldn't move.

"Hehe..." Su Mu patted the astonished Duan Yu's shoulder:

"Boy, I'm probably the person who knows Lingbo Weibu best in this world.

Using Lingbo microsteps in front of me is tantamount to playing tricks! "

Just kidding, the word [Consummation] is not a joke.

Even the person who created this Lingboweibu may not know this footwork better than him.

Although Duan Yu practiced well, he was far behind him.

He can accurately predict every step of Duan Yu's 790, so he can catch Duan Yu like a prophet.

"Master Duan..." Wang Yuyan called out worriedly, then watched Su Mu open her mouth, but she didn't dare to intercede.

"Oh, your name is Wang Yuyan, right?" Su Mu asked with a playful smile, rubbing his chin and looking Wang Yuyan up and down.

"You...what are you doing? Don't come here!" Wang Yuyan was frightened immediately, and after stepping back two steps with her hands folded, she subconsciously looked at Murong Fu:

"Cousin, save me!"

"Master Tianji!" After hesitating for a while, Murong Fu stepped in front of Wang Yuyan, and bowed deeply to Su Mu:

"My cousin is just a little girl who has no martial arts and is ignorant of the world, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as her.

Otherwise, spreading this matter to the world will definitely affect your reputation. "

He could give up Baodong and Fengbao, but he couldn't give up Wang Yuyan.

On the one hand, Wang Yuyan is his childhood sweetheart, so she still has some affection.

On the other hand, the Wang family is also a big force, and he is not willing to give up.

"Oh? What if I insist on being as knowledgeable as her?" Su Mu's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked jokingly.

The reason why he captured Duan Yu alive and made things difficult for Wang Yuyan was actually because of the swordsmanship in their hands.

Ever since he fused the Chaos Natian Kung Fu, he was not very satisfied with his sword skills.

Although Sen Luo Twelve Swords can be regarded as the top swordsmanship in the world.

But after all, this is the swordsmanship of the mortal world, what he wants is the swordsmanship of cultivating immortals!

So he planned to learn how to collect dozens of top-level swordsmanship and integrate them into one, how to create a top-notch cultivation technique.

But when he first came up with this idea, Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu suddenly came to him, so he naturally wouldn't let it go.

After all, Duan Yu has a six-veined sword in his hand, and Wang Yuyan is an encyclopedia of martial arts.

These are two babies! .

Chapter 293 Murong Fu, die!Murong Bo, crazy! [Fourth update! 】

"Crackling..." After hearing Su Mu's words, Murong Fu lowered his head deeply and gritted his teeth.

Since ancient times, the hatred of killing one's husband and the hatred of taking one's wife have been utterly irreconcilable.

And what is the difference between Su Mu's behavior and taking his wife away?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't bear it anymore, and asked in a deep voice:

"Master Tianji, Yuyan is my cousin and even my childhood sweetheart.

Can't you spare him just once for my sake? "

Having said that, he pointed to Bao Bu Bu Bu Dong and Feng Chao E:

"Before you killed two of my subordinates, I didn't make a sound, which is enough to give you face.

Can't you give me face once? ! "

Buddha also has fire!

Su Mu succeeded in angering Murong Fu with repeated offenses!

Although he didn't dare to make a move, his tone was much heavier!

"For your face? What are you?!" Su Mu mocked with disdain.He took out a token with the word "Xiaoyao" written on it from the system space, and waved it in front of Murong Fu:

"I am the Marquis Xiaoyao who was personally pardoned by the emperor, and you are a traitor who wants to plot rebellion!

Why should I give you face? "

As the saying goes, those who eat people are soft, and those who take people are short.

Since Su Mu took over the title of Marquis Xiaoyao, he must sit upright.

From the moment Murong Fu stepped into the inn, Su Mu never planned to spare him!

And Murong Fu's ability is far inferior to Murong Bo, he is too lazy to accept him as a subordinate, so... let's just kill him!

It was precisely because of this intention that he repeatedly angered Murong Fu.

Who would have thought that Murong Fu would swallow his anger like a tortoise, leaving Su Mu no chance to make trouble.

Now, Murong Fu is finally angry.

"Okay, okay!" Murong Fu suddenly raised his head, stared at Su Mu viciously, and said through gritted teeth:

"Su Mu, you never planned to let me go from the beginning, did you?!"

At this moment, Murong Fu finally came back to his senses.

No wonder Su Mu made things difficult for him repeatedly, it turned out that he regarded himself as a rebel from the very beginning!

"Oh, it's not too stupid." Su Mu chuckled lightly, nodded and said:

"You're right, I intended to keep you here from the very beginning."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of wine, stood in a nonchalant manner, and waved his hand lazily:

"I'm too lazy to do it, you'd better catch it yourself."

What he said was extremely plain, as if things were supposed to be like this, and he didn't take Murong Fu seriously at all.

"Hmph! You underestimate me, Nan Murong!" Murong Fu snorted coldly, resting his right hand on the hilt of his sword, staring at Su Mu:

"I am indeed not your opponent, but as a grandmaster, I can still escape after a few tricks in your hands!"

The reason why he is so confident is because the stars are changing.

From his point of view, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is the most suitable martial art in the world to entangle with enemies.

After all, I can return all your moves, how can you kill me?

"Oh...why are there always so many self-righteous idiots in this world〃"? "Su Mu shook his head helplessly, raised a finger, and said plainly:

"One move, as long as you can catch my move, I will spare your life!"

A mere Murong Fu, he can kill even without a sword!

"Hmph!" Murong Fu was also a proud and arrogant person, his face immediately darkened when he heard this, and he snorted coldly:

"Su Mu! I admit that your martial arts are good, but it's only good!

One trick to solve me?You are not qualified yet! "

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed at Su Mu with the tip of the sword:

"Come on, let me see how you can solve me with one move!"

As the saying goes: don't take advantage of the bastards!

So Murong Fu immediately made a deal.

"As you wish." After Su Mu took a sip of wine unhurriedly, he took a step forward unhurriedly:

"Murong Fu, get ready, it will be over in an instant."

"Shua!" Su Mu's voice had just settled down, when his figure suddenly disappeared!

"Not good!" Murong Fu shrank his pupils, and subconsciously slapped his palm forward!

Because in intelligence, every move of Su Mu is aimed directly at the eyebrows!

"Shua!" As soon as he slapped this palm, Su Mu came to him in the blink of an eye, raised two fingers, and pointed at Murong Fu's brow!

"The stars are moving!!!" Murong Fu roared wildly!

"Swish, swish, swish..." His palm suddenly emitted silk-like vigor, tying it towards Su Mu's fingers.

However, he thinks highly of himself!

Although Su Mu didn't use a sword, the Sen Luo Twelve Swords were still extremely powerful!

"Puff puff..." His fingertips pierced through Murong Fu's palm, and then pierced directly between his eyebrows!

Just when Su Mu was about to succeed...

, "My lord, please be merciful!!!" Murong Bo's anxious shout suddenly came from the backyard.

However, Su Mu's swordsmanship was faster than his voice.

"Pfft!" As soon as Murong Bo's voice reached the inn, Su Mu's finger was already on Murong Fu's forehead!

"Shua... Puff!" A sword energy flew out, directly piercing Murong Fu's head!

"Plop!" Immediately, Murong Fu's eyes widened, and he fell heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.

"Cousin (Fu'er)!!!" After Wang Yuyan and Murong Bo cried out in grief, they ran to Murong Fu's side and helped him up, shaking him vigorously, hoping for a miracle to happen.

However, a big hole the size of a finger had appeared between his eyebrows, even if the gods descended to earth, they would not be able to save him!

"Cousin..." Wang Yuyan was stunned.

After staring blankly at Murong Fu's body for a while...

"Plop!" She suddenly rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

But he couldn't stand the blow and fainted!

"..." Murong Bo tightly hugged Murong Fu's shoulders, and after a long moment of stupefaction, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Su Mu with blood red eyes, and said bitterly:

"Why did you kill him? Why did you kill him!!!

You know, he is the last direct descendant of my Murong family! !Why did you kill him? ! ! ! "

At this moment, Murong Bo's thoughts are all hopeless!

Even the dream of restoring the country is gone!

Murong Fu is dead, so what's the use of restoring the country?Who can he pass the throne to? !

"If you want to kill, kill it." Su Mu took a sip of wine and said nonchalantly:

"In my opinion, there are only three kinds of people in this world:

First, relatives and friends

second, stranger

Third, the enemy.