Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter nine

Walking a few steps, looking at the crowd of Xiao people, Xiao Mo's face was as deep as water: "What's wrong with Xiao Yan?"

The few Xiao people were shocked when they saw Xiao Mo, and he couldn't speak.

"That said, Ben Shao can spare you once. Otherwise..." A cold light flashed in his eyes and a cold smile on his lips.

Hearing what he said, several people hurriedly talked about what had happened in Dou Jitang, and after a salute, they left quickly. The rest of the excitement is not something they can watch.

Xiao Mo looked in the direction of Dou Jitang, his eyes shattered like ice, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Xiao Ning, after lying down for half a year, haven't you learned how to behave? The person I’m protecting is not something a cat or a dog can insult...

The fighting skill hall is divided into two parts, the east part is the place where family fighting skills are stored, and the west part is a large-scale training ground. At this time, many people are surrounded by a young man. About seventeen or eighteen, he looked quite handsome, not much different from the Galeo he saw that day.

The young man’s name is Xiao Ning, who is the grandson of the elder of the Xiao family. He has a good talent for cultivation. At only seventeen, he has cultivated to the eighth stage of fighting spirit. In the family, only Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Mo can overwhelm him. .

At this time, the young man's face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

"Master Xiao Ning, it's just a waste, it's not worth getting angry. There is a way to teach him a lesson in the coming-of-age ceremony."

"That is, Miss Xun'er's appearance and strength are worthy of that trash. Only young talents like Young Master Xiao Ning are worthy of it."

"You dare to get involved with Miss Kaoruer even with that trash, and don't weigh whether you are qualified enough!"

"Hey...our ‘genius’ is still dreaming of turning over!"

Xiao Ning's eyes were cold, and she whispered: "Sweet dream? Xiao Yan, I will smash it with my own hands during the coming-of-age ceremony...to make you sober and sober, and waste is always waste."

"Yes, **** is always rubbish. Even if the strength is strong, yes, rubbish, thing." The quiet and elegant voice rang in my ears, gentle, quiet, and all kinds of goodness can be given to it. However, everyone present froze in place, staring at the training ground in a daze.

The boy still wore a red dress, but it was different. The dark colored ribbons around the waist were lightly drawn to outline an elegant figure. The sleeves and hem were wrapped with black and gold delicate and complicated patterns, which looked noble, extraordinary and enchanting, red and black. The fatal temptation to give people bloodthirsty. In the long and narrow eyes, the faint light circulates and contrasts with the clothes. It seems that every minute the faint light circulates, the charm of charm increases by one point, until it is boundless, and people can no longer escape from sinking.

In the lobby, many young girls gradually became obsessed with their eyes...

"Xiao Ning, let Ben Shao see if you have progressed? Or are you still vulnerable?" The cold breath spread out, and the Xiao Clan who was addicted to it instantly recovered, secretly cursing. After all, he was a member of the Xiao Clan, who had done too much, and his father couldn't handle it. What's more, he just likes to watch others sink into desire and appreciate the despicableness of human nature, but he doesn't want someone to pester him every day like Galeo.

Xiao Ning's complexion was ugly, and it was indeed an enchantment to see this kid lost his senses. Hearing what he said again, his face instantly became dark, his teeth biting together, making a crunching noise, and finally couldn't help it, jumped onto the training ground, staring at him, furious: "Xiao Mo, I admit you It's very strong, but you and I are both in the eight-fold fighting spirit, don't you think it's too arrogant if you want to defeat me with one move!"

"For you, just one move!" The indifferent voice did not fluctuate.

There was silence all around, and everyone was silent, which was impossible for others, but when it was put on Xiao Mo, it made people feel right, which they confirmed with countless blood and tears. Xiao Ning was obviously confused at this time and dared to provoke directly. Everyone mourned for him, hoping not to be too miserable.

Xiao Mo's words made Xiao Ning's anger that had accumulated in his heart raged again, gritting his teeth: "I want to see how you defeated me with one move!"

Xiao Ning snorted, and slowly clenched both fists. The faint fighting energy circulated rapidly in the body, bringing tyrannical strength.

There was a slight silence, Xiao Ning's soles slammed on the ground, and his figure rushed straight towards Xiao Mo, who was close at hand, with a grin, the fighting spirit quickly condensed on his fists.

"Tieshan Fist!" With a violent shout, Xiao Ning clenched his fist abruptly, and a sharp wind-breaking vigor sounded low in the air, and his right fist drew across a tricky arc and took Xiao Mo's throat straight.

Huang Tier's advanced fighting skills are powerful and require more than seven stages of fighting energy to be qualified to practice.

At the same time, Xiao Mo lightly scoffed, and an awe-inspiring killing intent burst from Xiao Mo. Before everyone had time to feel the momentum, they found that Xiao Mo and Xiao Ning's fists were banging together, bursts of energy flying everywhere!

This is not what everyone takes seriously, what makes them horrified.

Xiao Ning spit out a mouthful of blood, like a broken kite, and threw it out of the training ground, where the blood flew across. Everyone couldn't reflect, one by one stuck in place.

Although he knew that Xiao Mo could win, he didn't want to win so simply. When did the Eighth Duan of Fighting Qi become so strong? Does this give ordinary people a way to survive?

"Boom..."

The sound of the ground shook everyone's hearts beating.

"Why is it still so vulnerable? Xiao Ning, go back and retreat, I hope you can stick to one more trick next time." He patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and made a few understatements, making Xiao Ning spit out a mouthful of blood again. Xiao Mo smiled and scanned the audience, and it seemed that he would be quiet for a while, "It's all gone! Find a few people, bring Xiao Ning back, and invite a pharmacist to see. Ben Shao Ke didn't put a heavy hand, what if Xiao Ning was wrong? The problem is your responsibility!"

After speaking, he left without a trace.

Back in the room, Xiao Yan just happened to see Xiao Yan's stiff face, staring at Yao Lao. Raised his eyebrows: "Why do you look like this? Has your fighting spirit been sucked away by him again?"

"No-yes." Xiao Yan's face was distorted, Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Mo who had come back from the outside and asked, "Where have you been?"

"Sneez... Mo Er, am I this kind of person? I gave this kid a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill: Baji Beng, I guess Le is stupid." Yao Lao narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

Hearing this, Xiao Mo thought of what he saw in the novel that the fastest way to improve physical and physical strength is to be beaten. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yan with pity.

Leaning on the soft couch, Xiao Mo squinted his eyes comfortably, and then replied: "Finally, he got rid of the hostility in his body, and moved around and moved around. After staying in the house for half a month, he was almost rusty. "The way of killing is not suitable for living indoors for a long time. It seems that we should find some time to go to the Forest of Warcraft. To hone various skills, dig some magic crystals by the way, exchange some gold coins, the third brother's warm and nourishing spirit liquid, but it is a money-burning thing.

"Third brother, I am going to go to Houshan to retreat for a while. If there is any major event, crush this jade talisman, I will know."

Xiao Yan took the jade talisman, looked at it, and nodded: "I know, don't worry about retreating!" Xiao Mo would go to Houshan to retreat from time to time. He had known this for a long time, although he didn't know what he had practiced. , But every time you leave the customs, your strength will rise.

The next day, before dawn, Xiao Mo got up quietly, went to the cave in Houshan, which was often closed, and sorted it out, pretending to be someone there, and after he was cleaned up, he set up an enchantment at the entrance of the cave and left a trace of soul power. When someone approaches, he will know instantly.

After fixing it, he found a hidden place, and after a while, a figure appeared in the shadow. The long hair of the night is lightly flying in the wind, if the fallen black feathers, dressed in black, seem to have absorbed all the black, it is so deep and gloomy, only the dark ribbon of the waist is wrapped with red dark lines, bloodthirsty Binghan, absolutely cruel.

Xiao Mo glanced at the Xiao family, tapping his toes lightly, his figure floating away like a ghost.

Xiao Mo in the Warcraft Forest has not been here for some time, but the situation remains the same. The towering trees, the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and occasionally there are birds chirping and chirping, mottled. The sunshine casts down among the lush leaves, adding a bit of life to the gloomy forest.

The outer Tier 1 and Tier 2 monsters were vulnerable to Xiao Mo, but the tougher ones could be cleaned up even with a little effort. Therefore, Xiao Mo walked a little further inside, and Tier 3 monsters began to appear, and occasionally Tier 4 ones could be seen.

Xiao Mo became vigilant. The second level of Jiu Youjue was equivalent to the strength of the Dou Master. With some special methods, he could fight the Big Dou Master. However, when encountering a Tier 4 monster that was equivalent to Dou Ling, he could only escape. .

There was a wolf bark in the dense forest, and then a gray figure flashed and appeared in front of Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo was taken aback, Feng Lang, a low-level Tier 3 monster, his consciousness swept around, making sure that there was no Tier 4 monster, and then he looked at the wind wolf in front of him, with his mouth wide open, exhaling roughly, red and slippery. With his tongue sticking out of his mouth, covering the sharp teeth of his jaw, he looked at Xiao Mo with greed.

With a sneer, he drew out the Sword Sword, Xiao Mo's eyes ridiculed, "You even regard Ben Shao as a prey, Slow Slow, use its blood to lay the foundation for your appearance!"

The secluded long sword trembled lightly, and there was an excited hum from the tip of the sword. Xiao Mo's figure moved, a cold light flashed in the air, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, a sword stabbed at Wind Wolf.

The green light in Feng Lang's eyes shot directly at Xiao Mo, his breath was sprayed towards Xiao Mo, his vigorous body flashed and disappeared in place. The paw slashed across the void, with a sharp howling sound, and grabbed Xiao Mo's heart, ferociously.

Xiao Mo's fox narrowed his eyes, turned around abruptly, and drew his sword towards the nearby wolf's claw.

Cang!

A slight spark splashed, Feng Lang's sharp claws were cut off, a light blue streamer surged, Feng Lang grabbed the ground with his hind legs, and abruptly avoided it to one side, solving the risk of being beheaded.

Xiao Mo chuckled. Unexpectedly, the Jiuyou Sword Art was so powerful, combined with the Conquering Sword, he could fight against Tier 3 low-level beasts without losing the wind, which made Xiao Mo very excited. The Convergence Sword, mixed with spiritual power, attacked Fenglang with a mysterious to the extreme curve.

Feng Lang was already known for his fast physical skills, but he could only admit it when he met Xiao Mo who was also proficient in physical skills. Xiao Mo's sword is like a bone-attached maggot, always keeping the wind wolf within the attack range, bypassing the deadly parts, and performing the Nine Nether Sword Art over and over again, constantly improving and improving, and gradually Xiao Mo has entered a kind of Profound realm. The condensed momentum of the whole body increased a little bit, like a sleeping dragon, slowly raising his arrogant head, gazing at the world...

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Lianchajian pierced Fenglang's body straight, his spiritual power exploded, crushing Fenglang's internal organs, Fenglang wailed, and fell silent on the ground. Without attacking the target, Xiao Mo withdrew from the realm of Profound and Aura, looked at the sky approaching noon, felt only 10% of the spiritual power left in his body, and couldn't help secretly cry out for danger. This realm of epiphany cannot be interrupted. He has been able to feel for so long in this perilous Forest of Warcraft, and he has to be lucky.