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Xiao Feng's expression instantly turned cold when he saw Su Mo. Although Xiao Feng didn't know much about Su Mo, he could feel the anger on Su Mo and hurriedly said: "Brother Su, wait a minute!" Unfortunately, Xiao Feng was still too late. In one step, as soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, Su Mo had already pierced a person's throat with a sword.

The man fell down in response, "Bold." Seeing that his friend was killed, the man's companion stabbed Su Mo in the heart with a sword. Before the man could take action with his sword, Su Mo stretched out his finger. A blast of Six Meridian Divine Sword Qi struck out, creating a bloody hole in the man's forehead, and blood flowed out along with his brain matter.

"What a cruel method!"

Everyone present changed their expressions and looked at Su Mo with horrified eyes. In less than a moment, two people were dead.

Brothers You Ji and You Ju saw that Su Mo had killed two guests. If they didn't take action, they might never be able to gain a foothold in the world again. The two of them roared and flew the shields in their hands towards Su Mo. The shields rotated rapidly, and the steel blades around the shields shone in the sun, making them extremely powerful at first sight. Under the control of the inner strength of the two brothers, the shield flew up and down, left and right, and flew towards Su Mo along a mysterious trajectory. The two of them cooperated very well.

If you were looking for 987, ordinary people would be confused by this dazzling flight trajectory [Su Mo looked at the flying shield and smiled disdainfully. He struck out with a backhand palm.

The palm of the hand in mid-air, one transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight, the moment was endless, as if the sky was filled with the shadow of thousands of palms, each palm hit the shield with extremely heavy force .

Only the sound of "ding!" "ding!" "ding!" "ding!" was heard, like gold and iron colliding.

"Shaolin Temple's Thousand-leaf Tathagata Palm!!??" Xuannan looked at Su Mo with a surprised face. This Shaolin Temple's Thousand-leaf Tathagata Palm is a secret that has not been passed down, and it is extremely difficult to practice. None of the eminent monks in Shaolin Temple today have it. Knowing this palm technique, Xuan Nan really couldn't imagine how Su Mo knew this palm technique.

Although Su Mo had the secret book for this palm technique, he didn't learn it. He just simulated it with the Small Wuxiang Kung Fu. With the addition of Su Mo's profound internal strength, it is a few points better than the original version.

I don’t know how many times Su Mo slapped the shield. When the shield fell, it was broken into several pieces. The You brothers’ faces were ashen and their expressions were dejected. They looked at Su Mo with a look of hatred (ccfg), You Ji shouted: "Brother, the master said: 'When the shield is there, but when the shield is gone, the man will perish.'" You Ju responded: "Brother, after suffering such a shame and humiliation today, how could we have the dignity to live in the world before?" The people nodded, each picked up his own weapon, stabbed the knife and spear into his own body, killing him instantly. Su Mo looked at the two people who committed suicide and curled his lips in disdain. People who can be so stupid are already hopeless. Su Mo has no sympathy for these two idiots. Since you want to succeed Xiao Feng and become famous, you must plan to die.

Otherwise, there is nothing so cheap in this world. Everyone must be responsible for what they have done. Do you think the whole world is your mother? Is it necessary to pamper you?

"He killed the owner of the village. Let's all come together and chop him into pieces. Don't follow the rules of the martial arts scum like this." One of them saw that You Ji and You Ju committed suicide and hurriedly called for everyone to come together.

Su Mo stretched out his hand and used the Dragon Capturing Skill to pull the man in front of him, and directly broke his neck. The man still looked surprised until he died.

"Master Amitabha, don't you think the killing is too much?" Monk Xuannan came out with a look of compassion on his face.

Su Mo said disdainfully: "Old bald donkey, don't talk nonsense, let's do it."

Xuannan was so angry that Su Mo was talking about it like an old bald donkey. If he hadn't known that he was not Su Mo's opponent, he would have stepped forward and killed Su Mo. Xuannan said coldly: "Fellow martial arts comrades, follow me and surrender Demons and demons. After Xuannan finished speaking, he took half a step back without leaving a trace. It seemed that he wanted to let those martial arts minions go to die so that he could find an opportunity to give Su Di a fatal blow.

The minions in the martial arts world saw Xuannan taking the lead and rushing towards Su Mo, screaming as if they had been given blood. Su Mo saw Xuan Nan's little actions and looked down upon the monk even more.

When Xiao Feng saw that so many people were about to attack Su Mo, he was about to wave his hand and step forward to help. But he was stopped by Su Mo: "Brother Xiao, Su Mo doesn't take these unknown rats seriously, you just watch the battle from the sidelines." In Xiao Feng's heart, Su Mo's ability took half a step back, but Xiao Feng's mind kept watching. On the field.

The people who besieged Su Mo cursed when they saw Su Mo uttering such arrogant words: "Boy, you dare to utter such arrogant words when you are about to die."

"Boy, I will definitely kill you without a burial place!"

"Go to hell!" A big man with a giant ax in his hand roared, and the giant ax in his hand slashed straight at Su Mo's head. The giant ax seemed to be carrying a huge force to kill Su Mo. Su Mo was cut in half from head to toe. Su Mo stepped lightly on the waves and moved slightly to the side. The giant ax rubbed Su Mo's body and hit the ground, immediately making a big gap in the hard bluestone floor.

As soon as Su Mo avoided the giant axe, a sharp sword stabbed Su Mo in the heart from a tricky angle. Su Mo stretched out her jade-like fingers and lightly tapped the sword. The sword suddenly turned around and pierced the heart of the big man who had just used the axe. The big man never thought about why he died under the sword of his companions until his death. The man who wielded the sword was also panicked, and suddenly shouted "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi", and then his head was cut off by Su Mo's sword.

Su Mo walked among the group of people with Lingbo steps. Every time a sword was struck, someone died under Su Mo's sword. Every time a sword was struck, someone was killed by his own special move or by his companion's special move. Su Mo's steps are graceful, walking lightly like a dance, dancing a waltz of death in the blood.

I don’t know how long it took, and no one knows how many people Su Mo killed. The ground was full of corpses, and the blood had gathered into streams. All the people left in the field looked at Su Mo with boundless fear. Although Su Mo killed many people, the white clothes on his body were still spotless and not stained with blood. Even Su Mo still had a faint smile on her lips. The figure is still as elegant as the banished immortal walking out of the painting. It's just that this elegant figure looks more terrifying to the rest of the people than the demons coming out of hell. There were only a few people left in the field. They had been frightened by Su Mo, and they sat slumped on the ground with their eyes blank and silent.

"That's enough, Brother Su. Today's events are all caused by me. There have been enough killings. Let's let these people go." Finally, Xiao Feng looked at the corpses on the ground and felt a little unbearable. He stepped forward to dissuade Su Mo. . .