Comprehensive martial arts: kidnapping Xu Fengnian, ransoming Blue Bird

Chapter Ninety-Six: How You Die.

Under the road, two figures rode horses and galloped towards the Shangyin Academy Palace. That was Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang.

It’s just that they are going to end up empty. How fast was Su Mo’s imperial sword flying? Starry sky of the night.

The ignorant look up at the starry sky and see a fleeting light. I couldn’t help but clasp my hands together and close my eyes in prayer.

It is said that when encountering a shooting star, it is best to make a wish. Lookout Mountain runs dead horses.

The little girl who led the hands together looked at the fool who chased the meteor with two fools.

“Oh, two fools, how can a person catch up with a shooting star?”

The so-called Shangyin Academy Palace is just Li Chungang’s personal speculation. Because Su Mo was halfway to the Shangyin Academy Palace, he fell behind. Stay in the city!

Su Mo stood on top of the city tower. Eyes roam the city.

“Found it!”

Su Mo’s voice was indifferent and calm.

In a flash, he disappeared above the tower.

So much so that the guards in charge of patrolling the city did not find Su Mo at all. Leave the city, a small courtyard.

Huang Sanjia snorted a brocade robe, sat in the small courtyard, and drank alone to the moon. He didn’t have much interest in Su Mo’s treasure.

The reason why he went to besiege Erniu Mountain was to see how big Su Mo’s legacy could be. It is clear that it has been very successful.

“In this world, we still have to walk according to the fate of the people of the world.”

“For an existence that does not belong to the records of ancient history, it is better to disappear.”

“Su Mo, people like you should be able to understand my painstaking intentions!”

“I don’t know if you in heaven will still be like you once were, full of spirit and dominate the world.”

“Perhaps, you are lonely now!”

“This glass of wine, honor your loneliness!”

“Hahaha!”

Huang Longshi laughed three times and poured out the good wine in his hand. The crystal liquor shimmers in the moonlight.

Floated in mid-air, but did not land deadly.

Huang Longshi’s face froze, and before he could react, a strange and familiar voice sounded in his ears.

“It’s really lonely in heaven, so I’m back!”

Huang Longshi turned his head with difficulty and looked at the shadows under the door. A blue-clothed figure came out of the shadows.

Under the moonlight, Su Mo’s cold face was revealed.

In just the blink of an eye, Su Mo sat down in front of Huang Longshi. There was not much conversation, and no immediate action.

With a slight move of his hand, the wine was swallowed by Su Mo into his throat.

“Wine is good wine, people are not necessarily!”

Su Mo calmly commented on the wine.

But in Huang Longshi’s eyes, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

The calmer Su Mo was, the more terrifying it would be for Huang Longshi. If Su Mo had started immediately at this moment, he would not have been so frightened. The terrible thing is that Su Mo is now like a pool of stagnant water.

Even sitting in front of him, only Huang Longshi closed his eyes, and he could not sense Su Mo’s existence. This tranquility made Huang Longshi feel like the tranquility before the storm.

The more tranquil it is, the more terrifying the storm will become.

After knowing what he was going to face, Huang Longshi not only did not have the indifference to face life and death. Instead, endless fear arose in my heart.

Because in front of Su Mo, death is salvation, and living is torture. But can he really die?

Impossible.

Without Su Mo’s thoughts, it would be difficult for Huang Longshi to die.

“I’m not a good person!”

Huang Longshi smiled bitterly, picked up the cup in his hand, and drank the good wine.

“But this kind of good wine, good people can’t drink it!”

Huang Longshi did not pursue what means Su Mo used to netize. Because he knows, it doesn’t make any sense with his current situation.

“Can I find out why you didn’t kill me when we met?”

Huang Longshi asked the doubts in his heart.

With him alone, he can dare to guarantee that he will break the Heavenly Gate and send Su Mo to ascend again.

“This is Wen Qing’s common disease, always self-righteous!”

Su Mo took a bite of the dish, although it was good. But he prefers the taste of cooking.

There are fireworks of life.

“I heard that you call yourself a book flipper, I want to see what kind of book you turn?”

“Is it [Spring and Autumn Ancient History]? Or [in the snow]? ”

Su Mo’s face was calm, and he looked at Huang Longshi with a hint of mockery. All along, Su Mo had a very incomprehensible question.

That is Huang Longshi’s performance, which is really not what a normal era should be. Some of his magical remarks can even resonate with Su Mo.

Therefore, before killing Huang Longshi, he had to understand a problem.

That is, is Huang Longshi a future person from the Northern Liang Continent, or a traverser like Su Mo? Hearing Su Mo’s words, Huang Longshi was dumbfounded.

How can people of this era, know this secret?

He is known as the first in the weiwei, and claims to know the great events thousands of years later. But he didn’t understand, why did Su Mo care about this?

“You’re a flipper too?”

Huang Longshi glanced at Su Mo in surprise, and there was more bitterness in his eyes at this time. Su Mo did not answer, but his eyes were indifferent.

Not getting the answer he wanted from Su Mo’s eyes, Huang Longshi laughed.

“Since you are not willing to answer, then why should I answer you?”

Huang Longshi smiled, he knew that it was not Su Mo’s opponent, so he answered Su Mo’s question honestly. It’s better to answer Su Mo before dying.

Su Mo looked indifferent and expressionless.

From his answer, Su Mo already knew the answer. If the other party is a traverser like Su Mo, it is impossible to say that he is a book flipper.

It’s a blunt crosser.

Moreover, when Su Mo asked Huang Longshi whether the other party was looking at [Spring and Autumn Ancient History] or [In the Snow], the information feedback in the other party’s eyes was obviously different.

When mentioning the [Spring and Autumn Ancient History], Huang Longshi’s eyelids jumped obviously.

And when he mentioned [In the Snow], a trace of doubt flashed in Huang Longshi’s eyes.

You know, in the Northern Liang Continent, it has only been twenty years since the Spring and Autumn War.

Even if Liyang and Xu Xiao eliminated the Spring and Autumn Kingdoms, the historical documents of various countries are still being sorted out. History revision is never a simple matter.

Take the history of Su Mo’s previous life.

A dynasty takes almost a hundred years to revise the history for the previous era. Because there are too many to avoid and check.

That is to say, at present, the [Spring and Autumn Ancient History] has not even come out of a prototype.

And the so-called [Spring and Autumn Ancient History] is not what Su Mo had before he crossed the world. Future people in the Northern Liang Continent?

But what does this have to do with Su Mo?

“I already know what I want to know, Huang Longshi, I heard that you are the number one in the world, do you calculate that you will die here today?”

Su Mo put down his chopsticks, clapped his hands, and his icy eyes swept towards Huang Longshi.

Huang Longshi smiled slightly.

“I calculated that I would die today, but not in the Nether!”

“Su Mo, I know that you are very strong, but you have forgotten that the carelessness of the strong will make people feel paralyzed!”

“You are so confident that you didn’t even notice that I had broken through to the Confucian Saint realm.”

“I didn’t even notice that the Gate of Heaven had been opened.”

Huang Longshi smiled happily.

In his opinion, he will definitely die today, but how to die, it also needs to be according to his heart, not Su Mo’s will. Looking at Su Mo, he was really looking forward to it, Su Mo waited for a while to jump his feet angrily.

“Know what? Don’t know what? ”

“In the end, your fate has been set!”

Su Mo responded lightly.

“It’s really fearless for the ignorant!”

“Su Mo, you shouldn’t wait for me to become a Confucian saint.”

“Do you know the power of Confucianism?”

“In the past, Zhang Fuwan became a Confucian saint, I worshiped him as a teacher, followed the Confucian road, Su Mo, banished!”

Huang Longshi faced Su Mo with the art of Confucianism and the art of speech and spirituality.

The art of speech and spirituality, communication of the rules of heaven and earth. Very overbearing and very incomprehensible.

But now, Su Mo still didn’t move.

“How so?”

Huang Longshi was shocked, his face changed, and finally he gritted his teeth.

“Since you can’t banish, then send you to the Upper Realm!”

“Heavenly Gate, get out!”

Huang Longshi directly pulled the Heavenly Gate to Su Mo’s side, wanting to forcibly put the Heavenly Gate on Su Mo and send Su Mo away.

Airplanes!

Su Mo opened his eyes slightly, and the heavenly gate pulled by Huang Longshi was directly broken. It was as if it had been unfolded by a sword and burst with a bang.

Huang Longshi was shocked, and the whole person was set off by the qi wave and flew out upside down.

“Being able to resist the attack of Confucian Saint’s words and spirits, in this world, only Zhang Fulang can do it.”

“You actually have a resistance ability that is not weaker than Zhang Fuwan, if you specialize in Confucianism, I am afraid it is not impossible to catch up with Zhang Fulang.”

Huang Longshi said with emotion.

“You are much worse than Zhang Fuwan!”

Su Mo’s unsalty evaluation.

He had this qualification, as a verbal spirit technique used by both Zhang Fulang and Huang Longshi. If calculated purely by power, Zhang Fuwan’s expulsion is about 9 points of power.

And Huang Longshi’s speech spirit expulsion is only about 7 points of power. As a sword immortal, Su Mo was still very clear about this.

“Moreover, Zhang Fulang has already been killed by me!”

Su Mo spoke flatly.

“What?”

At this moment, Huang Longshi’s face completely changed. At this time, stay in the city.

In a place where dogs and horses sounded, Wen Hua was looking at the beauty upstairs with a look of intoxication.

“Wow! Is this Hua Kui? It’s far worse than the white lion! ”

Suddenly, his face was shocked.

A terrifying dazzling white light flickered in the city that remained.

As a cultivator, how could Wen Hua not know that this was the Gate of Heaven.

“That direction, is the old yellow head?”

Wen Hua was shocked, and he didn’t care about looking at the so-called Hua Kui, turned over and jumped down from the second floor. At this time, the whole city looked at the white light.

Even the people of this land of fireworks are the same.

The old bustard realized it later, and only after noticing Wen Hua leaving quickly, did he become alert.

“Guest, you haven’t paid yet!”

Wen Hua at this moment, what else can you care about? The door of heaven is wide open.

That is to represent that the masters of the land immortal realm will soar. But now the Gate of Heaven has exploded.

Wen Hua was horrified in his heart.

Could it be that Old Yellow Head has some enemies of the Land Immortal Realm? And at this time…

Huang Longshi did not dare to have any reservations.

The Heavenly Gate was smashed by Su Mo’s eyes, if he kept it any longer, it would really confirm Su Mo’s words. I’m going to die here today.

Huang Longshi’s aura climbed to the peak, and he was desperate.

A terrifying tornado hit Su Mo. The whole city that was blown was left in a mess. The people wailed continuously.

In the tornado, some people can be faintly seen, grinding into flesh and blood in the violent whirlwind.

“Ridiculous!”

“Think this will affect me?”

Su Mo snorted coldly, and suddenly between heaven and earth, his breath calmed down. The so-called tornado has also disappeared.

Even those who survived the tornado landed steadily. Huang Longshi and Han Shengxuan and Xu Xiao, and called the three devils of Spring and Autumn.

They are all unscrupulous people who have not achieved their goals.

The death of some people is simply insignificant to them.

But Su Mo’s understatement still shocked Huang Longshi. Despair, utter despair of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

“Your strength is really unfathomable, you said that you killed Zhang Fuwan, I believe it.”

Huang Longshi was bitter, although Confucian Saint couldn’t beat Su Mo, he could still do it if he wanted to escape. But he didn’t expect that Su Mo was so strong.

With such strength, it seems that it is not impossible to kill Zhang Fuwan.

“You are far worse than Zhang Fuwan!”

Su Mo calmly looked at Zhang Fuxian and said indifferently.

“Fang Cai, you hooked the heavens and the earth, caused a tornado, and caused seven hundred and twelve deaths.”

“Although I am just a mountain thief, I understand good and evil better than you readers.”

Su Mo grabbed Huang Longshi with a big hand.

Huang Longshi could hardly escape, watching himself being pinched by these big hands. And Wen Hua, who rushed over, also saw this scene.

“Old yellow head!”

He was shocked, and then looked at Su Mo.

“What are you? Release the old yellow head soon! ”

For Huang Longshi’s identity, Wen Hua did not know much.

But he knew that Huang Longshi had taught him two tricks, and he should save Huang Longshi. Children of the rivers and lakes, pay attention to happiness and revenge.

“Wen boy, go quickly, you can’t afford to offend this person!”

Huang Longshi persuaded Wen Hua and tried not to involve Wen Hua in this matter. Su Mo looked at Wen Hua and ignored it.

This man did not participate in forcing himself to ascend, nor did he besiege Erniu Mountain. Su Mo had no killing intent towards him.

But Wen Hua pulled out the wooden sword and slashed at Su Mo’s hand. Bang!

The wooden sword exploded.

In front of the sword immortal, if you dare to take out the sword, you must dare to withstand the backlash. Su Mo kicked very casually and directly kicked Wen Hua into the air. At least a dozen ribs were broken.

“He’s always been so brave?”

“Don’t know who I am?”

Su Mo looked at Huang Longshi in amazement. At this time, the look in Huang Longshi’s eyes had darkened.

He had just burned his life, and like Xuanyuan Jingcheng, he would die no matter what life or death this battle was.

“Want to die?”

“The culprit who besieged Erniu Mountain died like this, have you asked me?”

Su Mo’s finger flicked, and a longevity pill directly smashed into Huang Longshi’s mouth by 0.1. The force was so great that it even broke Huang Longshi’s front teeth.

The pill entered his abdomen, and Huang Longshi also felt a strong vitality filling his body. The originally languishing spirit was instantly restored at this moment.

“What do you want to do?”

Huang Longshi was really panicked.

The saddest thing in the world is that you want to die, but you can’t.

“Death is the easiest and hardest thing in the world.”

“Since you offended me, you should know the consequences!”

Su Mo pinched Huang Longshi’s big handprint and loosened.

In the next second, countless chains suddenly appeared on the ground, trapping Huang Longshi in it. And Su Mo, who had done all this, sneered.

Immediately, it flew towards the distance at extreme speed, like a streamer, and disappeared into Huang Longshi’s sight.

“Su Mo let me go?”

Huang Longshi looked at the chain locked on his body, and his eyebrows hesitated. But what kind of material is this chain made of?

He was a Confucian saint, and he couldn’t break free. Huang Longshi was a little panicked in his heart.

Until the next morning, when the sun was just rising. The chains moved.

One after another, invisible flying swords appeared suspended from the chain. In the next second, the tips of these flying swords pointed at Huang Longshi in unison.

Yikes!

The flying sword floated in the air, making a sound of breaking the air. Poof!

Huang Longshi’s body was pierced through the blood holes by the flying sword hole.

If Huang Longshi counted carefully, he would find that there were a total of seven hundred and twelve flying swords, which was exactly the number of people he had inadvertently killed last night.

Seven hundred and twelve flying swords, every quarter of an hour, appeared. By noon, Huang Longshi was almost insane.

This flying sword, piercing the body and leaving a blood hole is not the most painful, the most painful is the kind of soul torture.

“Kill me!”

“Wen boy!”

Unfortunately, anyone who is ten feet close to the chain will also be locked by the chain and suffer the same punishment as Huang Longshi.