Martial Arts: The opening reward is full-level magic

Chapter 286

The monk's head is on the wall.

From the ears, everything is embedded in the wall.

There was still a fawning smile on his face, but his eyes had lost the slightest gleam.

"Since the master is a master of Huawai, why bother to be nostalgic for the world."

Su Mo said softly, "Wouldn't it be better to send the Master away now, and listen to the Buddha as soon as possible?"

There was no trace of fireworks in his voice, and his eyes quietly glanced at everyone present.

It didn't look like they were looking at living people, but rather like looking at a group of dead people.

Outside the compound, there were screams one after another, and they didn't even know what kind of opponent those people had encountered.

That's why it's called so terribly?
Ding Wugong's face changed several times, and he began to think about how to get away.

Now that Su Mo is right in front of him, and the danger outside is unpredictable, he suddenly shouted loudly in his mind:
"Su Mo is the number one expert in the Eastern Wilderness. We are absolutely no match. Now it's time to get away immediately. Even if his martial arts are amazing and he can kill us all here, how can he keep us all?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present suddenly realized.

Even if someone flew towards the door, but as soon as he reached the gate, he saw the curtain of the big red sedan flashing, followed by something flying out, and went straight to that person.

The man was quite surprised, and immediately waved his palm to resist.

But where the palm wind falls, that unknown thing is actually light and light, as if there is no effort at all.

It swept away from the edge of his palm, and it was all over his face.

This shock was no small matter, he hastily used a jackhammer and dropped it from mid-air.

When everyone looked back, they could see clearly that what was hanging on this person's head was actually a red hijab.

It was firmly covered on the man's head, and the man wanted to take off the red hijab, but he tore it hard, and the red hijab was unharmed, but he himself let out a scream.

Strands of blood flowed out from under the hijab, and within a moment, it had already dyed the whole body red.

The sound of ghostly laughter came from the sedan chair and spread around:
"Big red sedan chair, ghost lights, don't come at the third watch and wait for the fifth watch.

"Five watches are here, ghost hunters, spring and summer are over and autumn and winter are over.

"But I don't know if there is anyone present who can withstand this light cover?
"From then on, make love with me and be a ghost couple."

When Ding Wugong arrived at this time, he took a deep breath and pointed at the big red sedan chair:
"You... didn't you say that you came here for the sand and iron left behind in the Xinghai?

"Now, now what does that mean?"

"Hee hee hee……"

The whole red sedan chair trembled, as if the people inside had fallen down laughingly, tossing and turning in the sedan chair.

The smiles on the pale faces of the four bearers became more and more vivid.

A faint voice was heard saying:

"People say that you have never really believed it, but you actually believe in nonsense?"

Ding Wugong cursed secretly in his heart, what he believed was not nonsense, but the way of the other party.

What Su Mo has done since he came out of the rivers and lakes can be said to be an example of righteousness, but this person in front of him is clearly from the Yinshan lineage.

This line cannot be said to be full of bad things, but most of them are not good people.

There are many people who pretend to be gods and play ghosts, practice evil skills, and take human lives as a trifle.

So when the ghost lady said that her goal was the sand and iron left in the Xinghai, Ding Wugong really didn't doubt it at all.

What really aroused Ding Wugong's suspicion was the ruthlessness with which she asked her bearers to compete with Master Wangxuan's subordinates.

Of course, this can be said to be a person from Yinshan Mountain, who is bloodthirsty.

But it also made Ding Wugong unavoidable to have doubts in his heart, but, for him, as long as his demons are safe.

The only person he needs to cooperate with from the beginning to the end is Xinmo, not Wang Xuanshan.

This is just letting it go.

Just now when he instigated everyone to escape, he also had the idea of ​​trying.

In his mind, this test can lead to multiple conclusions.

For example, what arrangements does Su Mo have outside this big house?
Will there be an early conflict with the big red sedan chair?
If Dahongjiazi also thinks that he is not Su Mo's opponent, will he join hands with them to break through?
And can the red sedan chair support Su Mo and give them a chance to escape?
When these thoughts were rolling in their hearts, they never expected that the red sedan chair would not let them go!

She actually helped Su Mo! ?
Could this be Su Mo's arrangement?

But thinking about it this way, it's not right...

If Su Mo already knew what was going on here, why wait until now?

Why let this red sedan chair play with people's hearts here?
While thinking about it in his mind, he saw a flash of blood, and the person wrapped in the red hijab flew towards the big red sedan chair with his whole head and the red hijab together.

Blood slowly flowed down from under the sedan chair, and there was even the sound of chewing inside.

All of a sudden, except for Su Mo, everyone turned pale.

Su Mo looked at the sedan chair quietly, and the sedan chair seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly stopped moving.

A moment later, a human head rolled out of it without being bitten.

"Boss Escort Su..."

The ghost lady in the big red sedan chair spoke again at this time:
"I came here this time to clarify one thing with you."

"Oh?"

Su Mo nodded: "But it doesn't matter."

While the two were talking, they saw the two people under Ding Wugong's hands suddenly flying towards the windows on both sides.

But before they could fly to the window, they heard the extremely ear-piercing sound of breaking wind.

Two iron pellets shot out from Su Mo's fingertips, and instantly penetrated the heads of the two men.

It entered from the back of the head, exited from the forehead, and finally disappeared within the wall.

Seeing this, everyone present finally understood that Su Mo came here only to kill people.

Immediately someone shouted angrily:
"Su Mo... As the number one master in the Eastern Desolation, how can you be punished without teaching!?"

Su Mo nodded:

"It makes sense."

The moment these four words fell, the man already had an extra hand on his head.

He looked up in shock, and Su Mo actually came to him while speaking.

The palm seems to contain the mighty force of heaven and earth, and there is a bang when the internal force is swallowed.

The man's entire head had been sunk into the chest cavity.

"Today, Su wants to be punished without teaching, and to kill, what can you do to me?"

Ding Wugong closed his eyes subconsciously, and stomped his feet fiercely:

"Let's stand shoulder to shoulder. Today, either he will die or we will die. There is no room for change!"

"Kill! Kill him!!!"

"Even if it is the number one in the Eastern Wasteland, if we work together, there may not be no chance of winning."

"Beheading the so-called No. [-] in the Eastern Desolation today, we all have martial arts myths!!"

Having said that, there is no need to say much.

Counting himself, Ding Wugong brought a total of seven people today, including six from Master Wangxuan's side.

In addition, there are many subordinates of both sides standing behind them.

Chang Shixin died on the spot first, and now there is only one Master Wangxuan left in the Wangxuanshan lineage who was seriously injured. The heart demon Xiulan stood aside, looking at Su Mo with a sparkle in his eyes.

On Ding Wugong's side, besides Chang Shixin, another master was decapitated by that ghost lady.

Those two who wanted to escape from the window were nothing but their subordinates.

Nowadays, only five people including Ding Wugong can barely be regarded as masters.

Even if there were many others, for Su Mo, it was nothing more than putting in bids and selling first.

At this moment, even if they are attacking in groups, it will not make people feel like they are bullying others, but each of them will be three-pointed.

The fist wind came suddenly, and Su Mo grabbed it casually, and heard a click, and the man screamed. Before he could recover, Su Mo patted his fist lightly.

The bone stubble shot out directly from behind his shoulder, and before he could savor the severe pain carefully, his head fell into Su Mo's palm.

Just as the blade was coming, Su Mo turned around and used the blade to chop off the head.

When the head rolled down, Su Mo kicked the corpse out and smashed it into pieces.

For those who fell, everyone's bones were broken.

Su Mo's internal force is attached to this corpse, is it light?

"The people in the front use fists, and the people behind use hidden weapons!!"

Ding Wugong yelled angrily behind the people, grabbed one person at the same time, and threw them towards the window.

But before reaching the window, I heard two swishing sounds.

One is the iron pill in Su Mo's palm, and the other is the red hijab flying out of the red sedan chair.

The iron pill pierced through the head, and the red hijab covered his head, taking the head away.

Seeing this, the ghost lady sighed and said:

"Boss Chief Su Mingjian, the two white-robed swordsmen in Jinyang City are indeed my hidden killers.

"However, I, Yinshalou, have absolutely no intention of becoming an enemy of President Su's bodyguard."

"Oh?"

Su Mo turned a blind eye to the hidden weapons all over the sky, turned his head to look at the red sedan chair, and let his two palms hit his back, his internal strength was shaken, and the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu suddenly sounded.

The two people who made the shot immediately flew away with blood spurting from their mouths and hit the wall, but they couldn't get off for a while, and when they fell down, they would have died of exhaustion.

But the hidden weapons that fell around his body couldn't break through the protection of the golden bell cover at all. With a turn of Su Mo's inner strength, it swayed around like a rain of flowers, and fell down again in an instant.

"The words made Su feel puzzled...

"When did Su say that Yinshalou wants to be an enemy of Su?
"I'm just buying murder to kill people."

Ding Wugong listened to the casual conversation of these two people, wantonly killing people, and completely ignored them.

For a while, he was angry and angry, but he dared not speak.

But he also wondered in his heart, Su Mo wanted to kill someone, why did he pay for it?
He didn't know what to think about in his eyes, but there was a faint movement in his heart.

"...What kind of person is Chief Su, even if he wants to kill someone, why should I, Yin Shalou, do it?"

When the ghost lady talked to Su Mo, her voice was much more normal. Obviously, she didn't dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of him.

Su Mo smiled and was about to speak when he heard an angry shout:

"What a number one in the Eastern Desolation, talking and laughing and killing people, good demeanor...but I don't know if he can block the sword in my door?"

When I looked up, I saw a stout man with a proud face.

A single knife in his palm shone with a frightening luster, but at this moment, he didn't know if his eyes were reddened by the blood all over the room, and he swore angrily and took the knife.

Those who besieged Su Mo in the hall did not dare to stop them for a while, and retreated to the sides one after another.

But there were still two who couldn't dodge in time, they were wiped with a single knife in his hand, and they were divided into two corpses.

This person was so red-eyed that he couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, he shouted angrily, and raised the blade with both hands to drop from the sky.

When the knife was in the middle, there was knife energy from inside, forming a ray of knife light, the knife light broke through the air, and there was a sound of tearing silk in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the blade had already reached Su Mo, but within three inches of Su Mo's forehead, it was difficult to get any further.

Su Mo grabbed the blade of the knife with one hand, looked up twice, and nodded: "It's really a good knife."

"..."

Where can the person who drew the knife speak?
Mysterious kung fu was running to the extreme, but the blade couldn't hold down even a single point, and the clanging and clanging of the blade was full of mournful emotion.

Su Mo casually turned the blade, brought it to him, and flicked his fingers:
"Let go!"

The man screamed and flew away backwards.

The tiger's mouth burst open, and all of them were stained red with blood.

It's just that this knife fell into Su Mo's hands after all.

He doesn't know how to use a sword, but his internal strength is deep, and after getting this sword, he suddenly remembered Hu Sandao's three moves.

Immediately, he jumped up, holding the knife in both hands, and the edge fell from the sky.

Su Mo didn't know the luck formula of this saber technique, but what he learned was what he learned.

In an instant, purple light flashed and fell from mid-air.

With one strike, several people were killed on the spot, followed by a single attack, the sharp edge pierced through the air, tearing a crack on the roof of the lobby.

The next moment, Su Mo's figure fell, and the blade suddenly swept across a circle.

hum! ! !
With himself as the center, a sharp blade cut across all directions.

All of a sudden, all the people standing in the hall were chopped into two pieces by this knife.

Only Ding Wugong, the heart demon Xiulan and a few others are safe and sound.

The knife light fell on the surrounding walls, but only left a deep knife mark.

Su Mo looked down at the knife in his hand, and shook his head lightly...

The power of this saber technique all depends on his internal strength.

In fact, the exquisiteness of the saber technique itself, even one or two out of [-]% has not been brought into play.

Otherwise, there are no living people in this hall now.

"...The Dalie Divine Sword! This is the Dalie Divine Sword!!"

Ding Wugong suddenly looked at Su Mo in disbelief:

"You, who on earth are you? How did you know my Wushengtang's unique skills!?"

"Wushengtang's unique technique..."

Su Mo glanced at him, and immediately smiled: "If I say, Wan Yutang taught it to me, do you believe it or not?"

"Just talking nonsense, Da Lie Shen Dao has been lost for a long time, even his old man doesn't know how to use this sword, how do you..."

Speaking of this, Ding Wugong seemed to remember that the person standing in front of him was Su Mo, not someone else.

Being so aggressive, isn't it forcing Su Mo to kill him?
Su Mo seemed to see what he was thinking, and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, even if you die, you should be the last one."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the strong man who had been knocked away by his snap of the fingers earlier.

After this person was hit by one move, he fell to the ground and couldn't afford it. On the contrary, he survived under Su Mo's three tricks of swordsmanship...

"Honorable Master's sword in the door is really extraordinary. But I don't know... Which door did it come from?"

The man opened his mouth, but only a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he was really unable to speak.

Su Mo shook his head lightly, and was about to give up when he heard the ghost lady say with a smile:

"Boss Chief Su, this person is Xiong Meng, the leader of the Sword Forging Gang."

"The Forging Knife Gang..."

Su Mo nodded, his first thought was, no wonder there is such a precious sword in the door.

But at the next moment, he suddenly stopped his figure, and suddenly his eyes fell on this Xiong Meng:
"Are you the leader of the Forging Knife Gang?"

Xiong Meng glared at Su Mo, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell dead as if responding.

Su Mo frowned, looked at the knife in his hand, as if thinking about it.

The forging knife gang is the place where Hu Sandao was born. This school mainly makes a living by forging knives, and has sent a lot of good weapons to Wushengtang.

However, after achieving the blade, the first thing to do is to test the blade with a human.

The people under their rule were not only not protected by them, but were killed wantonly by them. This caused Hu Sandao to attack in anger, but was beaten half to death. On the way back, he fell into the water and met the imprisoned A master must pass on three moves of swordsmanship.

But now, there is also a source of this saber technique.

It turned out to be the unique skill in Wushengtang... Da Lie Shen Dao?

While Su Mo was thinking about it, he had already reached Nading Wugong.

"The Heart Sutra of Rebirth in Dahua?"

Su Mo glanced at him and smiled softly: "I'm rather curious about your identity, brother, would you like to tell me?"

"..."

Ding Wugong smiled miserably, and when he didn't know how to speak, Su Mo reached out and grabbed him.

Ding Wugong has been observing Su Mo's martial arts since the beginning of this chaotic battle.

I want to try to find the flaws in his martial arts...

But now, he found that Su Mo had no flaws at all.

At this moment, seeing Su Mo grabbing his hand, he didn't even have the courage to block it.

Fighting in the rivers and lakes also requires courage. Su Mo kills people without blinking an eye. At this moment, in the entire hall, except for himself, the demon Xiulan, and Lord Wangxuan, there are no living people.

If you resist, you may be beaten to death on the spot in an instant.

Even if he was trying to survive, he wanted to survive for a while, so he simply let Su Mo hold his head in his hands.

Su Mo dragged him to turn around and leave, and came directly to Master Wangxuan.

Master Wangxuan Mountain had been tapped on more than a dozen acupoints by the monk. Hearing the screams and fighting, the only thing he was doing was trying to break through the acupoints.

But until now, one of the seventeen acupoints has just been broken through, which is of no avail.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, he could only sigh and give up struggling.

Su Mo casually threw Nading Wugong on the ground, and did not touch his acupuncture points.

Then he reached out his hand to grope around the body of Wangxuan Mountain Lord, found a small porcelain bottle and took it out.

Su Mo looked at the porcelain vase, smiled and asked Na Ding Wugong:
"what is this?"

Ding Wugong glanced twice, then shook his head firmly:
"I do not know."

"it is good."

Su Mo laughed again, and suddenly reached out his hand, and stuffed the entire porcelain bottle into Ding Wugong's mouth.

With a casual pat on his chin, the porcelain bottle instantly shattered into dross in his mouth.

Before Ding Wugong could resist, all the dregs and the contents of the porcelain bottle were drawn by Su Mo's internal force and fell into his stomach.

After that, he ignored Ding Wugong's reaction, but looked up at the ghost lady outside the gate, and said with a smile:

"There is no need to say anything else. I just want to ask... Will you accept this transaction?"

(End of this chapter)