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

He thought it was the same with Su Mu, so he vowed not to set foot in the Central Plains again, to save enough face for Su Mu.

Unexpectedly, Su Mu didn't follow his tricks, and directly attacked from behind!

"Hehe..." Hearing this, Su Mu took a sip of his wine and glanced at Fu Cailin's wound:

"You don't seem to know me well.

But anyone who knows me well would never ask such a ridiculous question!

I'm not a face-saving person.

In my opinion, anyone who threatens me must die.

And it just so happens that you, the grand master, are threatening me.

Therefore, whether it is a frontal attack or a sneak attack from behind, I must kill you! "

Su Mu is not the kind of idiot who leaves future troubles for the sake of face.

Since Fu Cailin can come here to besiege him once, he can besiege him again, he will not leave this hidden danger.

As for the oath...

Even if Su Mu is crazy and stupid, he will not believe the oath of a Goguryeo man!

"Hoo....〃". As soon as Su Mu's voice settled down, Fu Cailin suddenly felt a strong sense of death!

"Hey..." As soon as this death intention appeared, it turned into a stream of light and flew into the mist that Jing Wuming created!

That's right, until now, Jing Wuming is still driving that mist to compete with the white mist created by Su Mu!

"Even if you die, I won't make it easy for you!" After Fu Cailin gritted his teeth and growled knowing that he would die for sure, the desire to die became more and more intense!

"Clatter..." This thick death flowed into the mist like a river!

In the blink of an eye, the mist suddenly swelled, turning into a huge mist hundreds of feet high and covering the sky above Cuiwei Mountain!

"Pfft! Puff! Pfft!" After a few unlucky guys curiously touched the mist, their figures trembled!

"Pfft..." After that, before they could even utter a scream, they turned into a pile of dead bones!

And their vitality turned into nourishment for the mist, making the mist even thicker!

"Plop!" Fu Cailin paid a huge price!

He was a majestic great master, but after three or five breaths, he turned into a dry bone, fell to the ground, and never lived again!

And with Fu Cailin's life force as the backing, Jing Wuming's complexion unexpectedly became better.

"Huh..." After he let out a slight breath, his eyes froze!

"Huh..." Immediately, the mist created by the sumu, and swallowed the white mist in one gulp!

Blink, mist... no, it should be called thick fog now!

After absorbing the white mist, the dense fog became thicker and more oppressive, slowly falling like a flag covering the sky!

Except for a few people, most of the people under the high platform seemed to feel the disaster of the sky, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Choke lang lang!!!" A few who couldn't hold back even pulled out their weapons and stared at the thick fog in mid-air!

"You don't need to panic." Su Mu glanced at everyone, and softly comforted:

"You are here to participate in the martial arts tournament at the invitation of my subordinates. As long as you don't seek death yourself, I will naturally guarantee your safety."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of the wine, raised his head slightly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said a word lightly from his mouth:

"break."

"Shua! Shua!" At this moment, Su Mu was able to completely control his mental power, so when he uttered the broken word, two dazzling white lights shot out from his eyes!

"Huh..." As soon as these two white lights appeared, they immediately smashed the dense fog in midair like an axe, and then these two white lights turned into a ball of milky white light , crazily absorbing the dense fog in midair!

Since breaking through to the grand master, many of Su Mu's methods have been integrated into one.

For example, the milky white light he emitted is actually a combination of spiritual power and chaotic Natian Kungfu.

It can not only destroy other spiritual powers, but also absorb other spiritual powers!

"¨〃 Gululu..." This mass of white light greedily absorbed the surrounding mist like a glutton.

The absorption speed is very fast, half of the mist is absorbed in just one breath!

"Pfft..." As the dense fog gradually disappeared, Jing Wuming suddenly spit out a mouthful of darkened blood, and collapsed softly on the ground.

But he didn't give up, his eyes widened, he used his remaining mental power to control the thick fog, trying to fight back against the white light,

However......

"Huh..." The white light suddenly emitted a burst of light like the sun!

These rays of light directly enveloped the remaining mist like tentacles!

In the blink of an eye, the fog was completely wiped out!

At this moment, (Qian Haozhao) that ball of white light has turned into a white "big wheel" seedling with a diameter of about ten feet!

"Pfft..." At the moment when the fog dissipated, Jing Wuming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes became slack.

Then he turned his head with difficulty, looked at Shangguan Jinhong who was not far away, and murmured:

"Master, I...I have let you down..."

As soon as the words were settled, Jing Wuming tilted his head, and his eyes lost their luster!

"It's loyal, but it's a pity... the entrustment is not human!" After shaking his head, Su Mu took a sip of wine, glanced at the remaining great masters, and said lightly:

"The rest of you, no matter whether you plan to compete together or alone, I will accept it, come on!"

He is not in the habit of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

The eight great masters who came here today must all stay here!

Even masters such as Shi Feixuan and Fan Qinghui who came with them cannot be let go! .

Chapter 393 One sword breaks eight swords!Song Que's enlightenment! [Third update! 】

"..." After several great masters looked at each other, their eyes were solemn, and no one spoke.

At best, their strength is on par with Fu Cailin.

Since Su Mu can kill Fu Cailin, he can also kill them, no one dares to force him.

As for the siege...

Several people looked at the smiling Zhang Sanfeng and the other three, and immediately dismissed the idea.

They knew that if they fought alone, Zhang Sanfeng and others might not intervene.

As long as they can defeat Su Mu, they still have a chance to breathe.

But if they were besieged, Zhang Sanfeng and the others would never stand idly by.

And from the battle just now, it can be seen that Zhang Sanfeng alone can stand up to four or five great masters!

In other words, even though they have an advantage in numbers, if they really fight in a melee, they will be at a disadvantage!

Therefore, their only chance is to kill Su Mu alone!

Thinking of this, the sweeping monk, Dini and the others looked at Song Que at the same time.

Among them, Song Que's cultivation was not the highest, but his combat power was far superior to others!

Tiandao Song Que did not earn his name in vain!

"Da!" Song Que also saw the eyes of the crowd, took a step forward without hesitation, and untied the treasured sword that had been carried behind his back.

"Chulang!" He suddenly pulled out the precious sword, threw the scabbard away, and gently stroked the blade:

"Master Tianji, do you believe it? I haven't used all my strength!"

"I believe it!" Su Mu nodded without hesitation after taking a sip of wine.

He felt strange from just now, although Zhong has been using saber techniques, he never pulled out the 837 treasured saber behind his back, but attacked with his hand saber.

Obviously, Feng Que didn't fight seriously at all just now.

"I also want to use all my strength, but it's a pity that the Heavenly Knife is arrogant!" Song Que flicked the blade slightly, and said like a dream:

"Before I owed Qinghui a huge favor, so I had no choice but to act.

But my Dao of the Sword does not allow me to attack one person with others.

Therefore, I have not been able to exert my full strength. "

Having said that, he let out a long breath:

"In the past few decades, I have been waiting for an opponent in the Sharpening Hall.

It's a pity that after waiting for decades, I haven't found an opponent who can match me. "

As he said that, he suddenly looked at Su Mu with excitement in his eyes:

"The moment you broke through to the grand master, I knew that my opponent had appeared!"

After finishing speaking, he held the treasured sword flat in front of his body, and said solemnly:

"Song Que of the Heavenly Sword, please enlighten me, Mr. Tianji!"

"..." After Su Mu looked at Song Que for a while, he suddenly hung the wine gourd back around his waist.

With a "choking" sound, he pulled out the nameless sword, and after pulling a sword flower, the tip of the sword was slightly downward:

"Swordsman, Su Mu, please advise!"

At this moment, Su Mu has only one identity, the swordsman!

A swordsman who is about to meet the challenge of the peerless swordsman! (cffi)

"Slash with the Heavenly Saber!" Seeing that Su Mu was ready, Song Que was no longer polite, and slashed without hesitation!

"Hoo..." A crimson sword glow suddenly appeared, across the air, and slashed straight at Su Mu!

The power of this knife is not strong, but the speed is extremely fast, and it came to Su Mu in the blink of an eye!

Although Su Mu was able to carry the knife with his horizontal kung fu, it was a challenge from a swordsman to a swordsman.

If Su Mu took the knife head-on with his horizontal kung fu, it meant he lost!

Therefore, Su Mu didn't dodge, but he didn't hold it hard either. The nameless sword in his hand trembled slightly:

"The world of mortals is like a dream, if you don't cut it, a sword..."

"Om..." The world suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everything has come to a standstill, even the dust in the air has been frozen in time.

And the sword light that Song Que cut out was falling one foot in front of Su Mu.

But the distance of this foot is as far away as the ends of the earth!

"Pfft!" Su Mu unhurriedly handed out the Wuming Sword, and stabbed at the center of the sword light!

"Slash the world of mortals!!!"

"Huh..." The world returned to normal.

"Boom!!!" Su Mu's nameless sword directly pierced through the blade glow, and the fragments of the blade glow turned into strong heaven and earth vitality and scattered away.

"..." Song Que was stunned.

He was not surprised that Su Mu could break his trick.

After all, this is only the first sword in the Eight Swords of Heaven, and its power is very average.

What he didn't understand was, how did Su Mu crack this trick?

Just now he only saw the blade light flashing in front of Su Mu, the sword in Su Mu's hand suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had pierced through the blade light!

The sword just now was not just fast!

He is very confident in his eyesight, no matter how fast Su Mu is, he can still detect clues.

But just now, he didn't see how Su Mu drew the sword at all!

However, the two were hostile at the moment, Song Que didn't ask, and waved the long knife in his hand!

"Heavenly Sword Two Cuts!!!"