"He said that your Dharma swordsmanship is not right. ”

The maid tilted her head and said.

"My Dharma swordsmanship is not practiced correctly? Giggles, stinky boy, what do you know?"

"What do I know? Every full moon night now, do you feel as painful as ten thousand arrows piercing your heart?" Su Wu turned his head, staring at the sword-dancing woman with indifferent eyes and asked coldly.

"Boom!"

"This, you, how do you know?"

"How do I know? Bodhidharma swordsmanship's full name is "Bodhidharma One Hundred and Eight Styles", the Tang Dynasty Wuzhu Zen Master recorded in the "Bodhidharma Yijin Sutra", there are thirty-three moves, but they can be used in a loop, the changes are amazing, often a move can be changed into many moves, completely relying on static braking, with qi luck, which is very helpful for internal cultivation, but you use this Dharma swordsmanship, dang, as a stick method to use, forcibly practice indiscriminately, how can there be no problems?"

"I think you should have only been practicing for about five years! With your physique, if you continue to practice, you are likely to become a man, or even die, if there is a man in the family who practices this Dharma sword technique, I also suggest that he stop, otherwise, the loss of Yang Shou is small, and the more you go to the back, the more amazing the pain becomes. ”

Su Wu stared at the sword-dancing girl and said lightly.

"So, is there a way to resolve it?" asked the woman in white who was dancing the sword subconsciously.

"Of course there is, just ......"

Before Su Wu finished speaking, his face changed suddenly.

"Husband, husband, you wait for me!"

"I'm rough! I'm going to see you again!"

Su Wu took a step back violently, and then ran away.

"Whew!"

A beautiful girl named Xinggan, like a gust of wind, flew directly past the two of them.

"What's wrong with the warbler?"

An old man stepped out of the army-green jeep, looked at the yellow warbler who was in a daze, and asked with some curiosity.

"Grandpa, just now someone saw my problem at a glance, and said that he could resolve the pain brought to me by the Dharma swordsmanship!"

Huang Ying looked at his grandfather, the old general who shocked the whole of China, Huang Zhenlong said with a frown.

"What? are you serious?" Huang Zhenlong asked, his majestic eyes glared at him, and he looked at Huang Ying excitedly and asked.

"He, that's what he said, I don't know if it's true or not!" Huang Ying smiled a little unnaturally when she saw Huang Zhenlong so excited.

"Oh, you stupid girl, let's meet someone else, but he can see the condition of your body at a glance, that must be someone with real skills! Where is he going? Let's catch up immediately!" Huang Zhenlong said anxiously.

His time is running out, and the damage caused to him by the Dharma swordsmanship is negligible, but Huang Ying is different, he is in his prime, and the road in this life is still long?

Huang Zhenlong's greatest wish in this life is to find a way to drive away the damage caused to Huang Ying by the Dharma swordsmanship.

"Over there, there are still dozens of women chasing him, I, I don't think he's a good person, right?" Huang Ying smiled unnaturally.

"Guard, catch up immediately!"

Huang Zhenlong shouted anxiously.

Then the military license plate jeep with 00001 was like a crazy steel beast, rushing forward frantically.

At the gate of Longjiang Middle School, Su Wu bought two packs of spicy strips, leaned against the front of the school, ate deliciously, and smiled easily: "This shouldn't be able to catch up, right?"

"Hehe, Su Shao, what's wrong?

Zhang Bing was like a sinister poisonous snake, quietly standing behind Su Wu, sneering sinisterly.

"What the hell do you care?" Su Wu turned his head to look at Zhang Bing and scolded with an unhappy expression.

"Hehe, it's my business! It's just that someone wants to kill you!" Zhang Bing laughed, but a Taoist came over from a distance, originally Zhang Bing wanted to find someone from Longjiang City to get Su Wu, but he didn't expect that he would meet a real strong man, Seven Kills Real People.

"Zhang Bing, is the person you are talking about?" Seven Killing True Beings stared at Su Wu with a sneering look of disdain, he was a terrifying existence that was almost able to enter the realm of the Grandmaster in one step, and it was not an easy matter to kill such an ordinary-looking person as Su Wu?

"Hehe, seven kills of real people, yes is him, as long as he dies, the next million, I will make it up to you immediately. ”

Zhang Bing did not hide the murderous intent in his heart, and said with a cold smile.

If it weren't for Su Wu coming out to make trouble, Lin Tingcheng would have been taken by him a long time ago, and now the entire Lin family may have become his bag, and Zhang Bing is full of anger towards Su Wu.

"Hehe, boy, do you kill yourself or let the poor Dao do it?"

The Seven Kills True Man stared at Su Wu and asked with a cold smile.

"Are you going to do it?"

Su Wu ate spicy strips, stared at the Seven Killing Daoist with disdain and asked coldly, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, even if he Su Wu is now losing all his immortal law, it is not something that a person in the late stage of the master realm can provoke.

"Haha, I'm afraid you don't know the power of killing real people yet, this is a terrifying existence that has killed the realm of grandmasters, enjoy it slowly!" Zhang Bing said with a smug smile, in order to get rid of Su Wu, he was well prepared this time, and after today, Su Wu will definitely not become a stumbling block for him again.

"Tamad, I'll kill you!"

The spicy strip in Su Wu's hand was thrown directly on Zhang Bing's face, and the whole person pounced on Zhang Bing is meal and beat him violently.

"Seven kills of real people, seven kills of real people!"

Zhang Bing, who was beaten extremely miserably, shouted anxiously at the top of his throat.

Su Wu's fist fell on his face, it was as terrifying as a hammer, and it was a miserable beating!

When the Seven Kills True Man heard this, he also came back to his senses, and the long sword suddenly flew out and slashed towards Su Wu's head.

"Made, I'll clean you up next time!" Su Wu said a fierce threat in Zhang Bing's ear, and the whole person turned to the side sharply.

"Huh!"

The bright sword flew out next to Su Wu's sideburns, and several short black hairs fell one after another.

"Made, old Dao, you are not good at cultivation, you actually learn to fight, today your grandfather and I will kill you!" Su Wumo slapped his cheeks, scolded unpleasantly, then picked up the lighter, grabbed a few torpedoes, lit them, and threw them towards the Seven Killing True People.

"Bang bang!"

The torpedo exploded, although it was not fatal, but it made the seven kills not embarrassed.

Seeing this, Su Wu's body flickered, and he rushed forward like a ghost, and raised his hand to smash it into the opponent's head with a punch.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The Seven Killing Daoist only felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, and Su Wu's punch almost smashed him to death on the spot, which made the Seven Killing True Man dizzy and took five or six steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.