Starting with Xiao Li Feidao

Chapter 22 The style of that sword
Female masters in the arena are often good at light kung fu and hidden weapons, small but not heavy martial arts.It is rare to hear of a woman with deep inner strength and strong palm strength.

Sun Xiaohong is no exception, she is fast, and the changes in her footsteps are even more unpredictable.

Although she is fast, she is not as fast as her hidden weapons. Although she has heard many stories about Xia Yunmo in the Jianghu, and knows that it is very difficult to hurt her, she never thought that she would be taken down so easily, so lightly Cloudy.

Sun Xiaohong frowned, then relaxed it, and said in a loud voice, "Your skills are so-so, and you're still passable."

Xia Yunmo smiled.

Old Man Tianji took a puff of cigarette: "Speaking of which, this old man hasn't fought with anyone for over ten years."

Xia Yunmo said: "Because you always stand too high, there are not many people worthy of your attack."

In the eyes of the old man Tianji, there was a trace of desolation: "Yes, I stand too high, and there are very few people who can fight with me, and I have become timid. The way of martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat. It's time to move the old bones to the young."

Old Man Tianji is indeed a wise man, a strange person who wanders the world. He knows his own shortcomings and dares to face them.

Sun Xiaohong hugged the old man's arm and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, you are number one in the world, no one can compare to you."

In Sun Xiaohong's eyes, old man Tianji is indeed omnipotent, even though he is old, he is still the best in the world in terms of martial arts and intelligence.

On weekdays, old man Tianji plays games in the world, and heroes are just in the palm of his hand.

But just now, he seemed to be a real old man again, getting old.

"Old man, you are still number one in the world. No one can compare to you. Your status is high, and in fact, a cat or a dog can fight with you. If you want to find the old man, you must first pass me."

The voice came from behind Xia Yunmo. When he turned his head, he saw Tuozi Sun staring at him.

There is a cold light bursting out of the eyes, such a pair of eyes, but how could they be the eyes of Sun Tuozi who opened the chicken feather shop.

Xia Yunmo looked at the rag in Sun Tuozi's hand, and sighed a little, a man who has wiped the table for 14 years and still hasn't wiped away his sharpness, is really a man.

However, he still shook his head: "You are not my opponent."

This is undoubtedly an angry remark, but Sun Tuozi has been in this small shop for 14 years for a promise, and his heart has long been filled with resentment, and at this time he made a bold move.

"Is it your opponent? Wait until my hunchback removes your bones before saying this."

Sun Tuozi threw the rag towards Xia Yunmo, and he flew towards Xia Yunmo like an eagle.

He wiped the table for 14 years. If he wiped it 14 times a day, it would be 2000 times in a year, and [-] and [-] times in [-] years.

When wiping the table, you need to pinch the rag tightly with your hands. No matter who wipes the table 10,000+ times, the hand strength and wrist strength are much stronger than ordinary people.

What's more, the former Sun Tuozi was famous all over the world for his powerful eagle grip. Throwing this piece of rag, the strength is no longer under any hidden weapon in the world.

A discerning person only needs to look at it to know that such a rag can not only punch a hole in a person, but also punch a hole in a copper wall.

The power of this rag cannot be underestimated, so Xia Yunmo stretched out his arm, spread his palm, and took the rag into his hand.

The old man Tianji frowned secretly, he was not surprised that Xia Yunmo was able to take the rag, but he was surprised that the rag was not broken into pieces in Xia Yunmo's hands.

It seems that Xia Yunmo, the Broken Young Master, has a combination of rigidity and softness in his control of power.

Rigidity and softness combined, yin and yang combined.

This kind of palm strength, there are not many people in the world who can do it. He is such a young man with a weak crown, but he lifts the weight lightly.

The moment Xia Yunmo took the rag, Sun Tuozi had already appeared in front of Xia Yunmo.

I saw him making a fist with his left hand and curling his claws with his right hand.

When the left fist strikes, there is a hunting wind, and there is a faint sound of thunder, which explodes in Xia Yunmo's ear.

The right hand is like a hook, changing and unpredictable, pointing at the power of the wind, it hurts Xia Yunmo's cheek.

Although it's just bare-handed, it's powerful enough to kill most people in the Jianghu.

This grab and punch was aimed at Xia Yunmo, Xia Yunmo threw down his sleeve, and the soft sleeve touched his steel-like fist.

Immediately, Sun Tuozi felt involuntary, and punched towards the door next to him with his fist and claws.

Fortunately, this Tuozi Sun is an old Jianghu, so he abruptly retracted the fist he swung by eight points.It's just that the remaining two forces still smashed a hole in the corner of the door.

The Tuozi grandson gritted his teeth, but stopped making moves, as if all the emotions of 14 years had just been waved out.

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly walked to the wine cabinet, slapped open the mud seal, picked up the wine and began to pour it into his mouth.

Sun Xiaohong turned her eyes and asked Xia Yunmo: "Do you know why my second uncle won't fight with you?"

Xia Yunmo nodded, and said: "Because he is already afraid of owed favors, and he doesn't want to owe me another "life-saving affection."

Sun Xiaohong covered her mouth and said incredulously, "How do you know?"

Xia Yunmo smiled and said: "A character like your second uncle is an upright man. Apart from favors, what else can lock him in this small shop. He already knows that he is not my opponent. If he continues to attack , will only owe one more favor."

Sun Xiaohong was surprised: "You are not a girl. You have such good-looking hands and such a delicate mind."

"Eh..." Xia Yunmo was a little speechless. He is now Xia Yunmo, a murderous son of a bitch. The thoughts in this girl's head are really strange.

"Old man, martial fighting hurts peace, not as good as our Wendou." Xia Yunmo turned his head to look at old man Tianji.

Sun Xiaohong was the first to say: "What is Wendou, what is Wudou."

Xia Yunmo said: "Martial combat is naturally the same as other duels in the rivers and lakes, fighting to the death.

"As for Wendou, it's also very simple. If I make a sword move, if you can break it, then you will win. If you can't, then I will win."

"Okay, just Wendou." Sun Xiaohong said.

The old man Tianji was smoking a dry pipe, and the starlight was shining in the pipe, but he did not speak.

Since he didn't speak, it was the default.

At some point, Xia Yunmo stood up.

At some point, Xia Yunmo had a dagger in his hand.

Weapons are originally one inch short and one inch dangerous.With such a short sword, if you can't kill others, you can be killed freely.

At this moment, Xia Yunmo no longer has the intention of gentleness, his whole body is like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath at this moment, showing its sharpness,
"This sword is a sword I created last night, which combines all my current martial arts. If I can take it, I will bow down."

Say it.

Xia Yunmo had already stabbed out with his sword.

This sword is like a gust of wind, like a thunderbolt, it is unreachable.The sharp sword intent wandered throughout the room.

With a bang, the room was shattered, the surrounding walls were turned into powder, and the tables and chairs were also wiped out by the sword.

The sword intent that had nowhere to vent rushed to the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be dispersed at this moment.

The snow in the surrounding area also melted at this moment, and it seemed that only this sword remained in the world.

(End of this chapter)