Super Martial God

Lihe tribe fell into silence again.

After the terrible scene three days ago, the nightmare came again.

And this time, it's even more terrible.

Nearly ten thousand soldiers of Heishui tribe surrounded around like dark clouds, and the earth shook like thunder.

Xia Sheng was soon disturbed and hurried out of the small side room next to Lin Mu's house.

When she saw the terrible situation outside, she turned pale.

However, a moment later, she remembered that Master seemed to have predicted the scene today, and was always calm, and the chord of fear immediately eased a lot.

"You are the dead girl who defeated the joint efforts of five soldiers of Heishui tribe?"

In the depressed atmosphere, a voice suddenly sounded.

Xia Sheng looked in the direction of the voice. The first thing he saw was a middle-aged man with a dark heart. The breath of the middle-aged man was stronger than that of the five elders last time.

However, it was not the middle-aged man who spoke, but a teenager next to him.

"What if it's me?"

With Lin Mu behind him, Xia Sheng didn't panic like last time and said with a small chest.

"Very good."

The young man's face was fierce. "Fight with me. If you can stick to more than ten moves in my hand, follow me in the future, or you will die."

After saying that, he ignored Xia Sheng's consent and directly took out the sword.

Shua!

A long silver sword, like a white sword, cuts through the void and stabs Xia Sheng.

"Dang."

Xia Sheng didn't expect the other party to be so rude and resist in a hurry.

When the sword fire burst out, Xia Sheng felt a numbness in his wrist. He was repulsed on the spot and barely stopped after staggering six or seven steps.

"Is this your swordsmanship? It's disappointing. In that case, you don't have to live. Let me kill you. "

The violent young man looks cruel and wants to kill Xia Sheng directly.

Xia Sheng was flustered and at a loss.

"Thirty degrees behind the left, take a step back, 43 degrees counterclockwise to the right, and tilt the sword tip ten degrees down."

Just then, Lin Mu's voice came into her ears.

Hearing the speech, Xia Sheng was in great spirits, and the three-day situation reappeared in her mind.

In her mind, Lin Mu's sword technique is the sword technique of God. It must be more than enough to deal with this violent boy.

In fact, as she retreated, she immediately avoided the final blow of the violent boy.

"Not good."

The violent boy felt the crisis and quickly retreated.

Even so, it slowed down. Xia Sheng's blade tore across his arm, leaving a deep wound on his arm.

It is entirely conceivable that Xia Sheng's sword would directly stab him in the chest if he didn't react quickly.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man behind the violent boy suddenly showed a surprised look on his face. He didn't care much and became serious.

"Cheap girl."

The violent boy was furious, "die for me."

The sword is tricky and insidious.

"Move two steps horizontally on the left, 30 degrees clockwise to the right, and the sword tip is 20 degrees up."

Lin Mu's voice was still slow.

Xia Sheng was very calm. Shifu's action was really unusual. He easily hurt the violent boy.

Immediately, she conscientiously followed Lin Mu's instructions.

"Back."

The violent boy sensed the crisis again. This time, a cold sword spirit pointed directly at his throat.

Rao was quick to respond, or was he left a bloody mouth on his face by the blade. His originally handsome face suddenly became bloody and ferocious.

"Ah, cheap girl, you are so vicious."

The violent boy is going crazy.

"Move forward two steps and draw the sword at an angle of 15 degrees clockwise to the left."

"Move one step to the left, attack in a straight line, and do your best."

"Gather strength, only seven points. The sword goes to the left clockwise at an angle of 10 degrees and two swords at an angle of 30 degrees..."

Xia Sheng ignored him at all, and still took his sword calmly under the guidance of Lin Mu.

The violent boy was completely crushed, with more and more wounds on his body, and his look almost collapsed.

At this moment, Xia Sheng only released the seven swords.

The people of Heishui tribe in the rear looked at each other.

Violent young man is Duan Qiyuan, the young leader of Heishui tribe. Although his character is very violent, he has to admit that his strength is still very strong, he is young, and his cultivation is the triple of martial arts.

But now, it's obviously beaten in the face.

Not long ago, Duan Qiyuan boasted and asked Xia Sheng to take his ten swords. Now it seems that the fact is that the violent boy himself can't even stop Xia Sheng's ten swords.

"Enough."

Just then, the middle-aged man behind the violent boy looked cold and bent his fingers.

A fierce Qi force popped up, and when it was, it shook the sword in Xia Sheng's hand.

"I'll kill you."

Seeing that Xia Sheng had no weapons in his hand, the violent young man looked vicious and raised his sword to kill Xia Sheng.

Bang!

A gray shadow rushed out and hit him directly.

The people of Heishui tribe immediately became vigilant and thought it was a concealed weapon, but then they were stunned. It was not a concealed weapon, but a little wolf like a dog.

Such a small wolf bumped Duan Qiyuan, a triple cultivation of martial arts, into the air?

The middle-aged man's eyes became deeper. Although the little wolf was powerful, he didn't pay attention. He cared about the people behind the little wolf.

Previously, the little girl opposite obviously had poor swordsmanship, but suddenly she became an expert.

There is only one explanation, that is, there is an expert behind her.

"I'm Xia Lingfeng, the elder of Heishui tribe. Have you met your excellency?"

Immediately, the middle-aged man looked coldly at the cabin behind Xia Sheng and said, "you must also be an expert. Why hide like rats? It's better to come out and meet Ling Feng."

But when his voice fell, the room was silent without any response.

"Why, sir, do you dare to do it?"

Ling Feng sneered, "my Blackwater tribe has lost so much this time. It must be that you are making trouble in the dark. Do you dare to intervene wantonly and have no courage to bear the punishment of my Blackwater tribe?"

"Don't be rude to my master."

Xia Sheng rubbed the tiny hand with the tiger's mouth slightly cracked and numb arm, and angrily said to Ling Feng.

"Little girl, get out of my way. I can't talk to your master until you interrupt."

Ling Fengsen stared at Xia Sheng coldly, and then continued to despise him. "I don't care who you are, come out in ten breaths, or I'll burn this small tribe. It depends on where you hide."

"Do you really want me out?"

A sigh came from the ordinary cabin.

"Ha ha, you can't come out, but after ten breaths, I'm sure you'll regret it."

Ling Feng laughed even more.

At first, he was afraid of the people in the room, but the other party didn't come out, which was understood by him as fear. The fear in his heart was immediately replaced by disdain.