Above the street, there was silence.

At the corner of the street, a middle-aged man dressed in gray stopped the old monk's way with a solemn expression.

Known as Shi Teng Dan Sage by hundreds of people's grandmasters, he retreated countless enemies with one hand, and Su Yihuo, a strange man who was already standing at the peak of martial arts, came to Liangzhou City, where disputes continued.

The first person I saw was Gen Yuancheng, the abbot of Kongo Temple.

The old monk seemed to have expected Su Yihuo's arrival, and he was not surprised, but instead of stopping after seeing Su Yihuo, he continued to move slowly until he walked a distance of one zhang in front of him.

The old monk stood in place, looked at Su Yihuo standing in front of him, and sighed.

Su Yihuo asked, "Why?"

The tone was very cold.

The old monk said slowly: "Does Master Su want to ask why the old man saved the money donor, or why did he let go of the Ye donor, or both?"

Su Yihuo, who looked solemn and full of anger, had ripples in Gu Jing Bubo's eyes, obviously moving the real fire.

Although he didn't speak, the hands behind him slowly stretched out, and the brilliance flowed, like clouds flowing in the sky, fluttering endlessly.

The old monk sighed, his expression remained unchanged, and he said a little helplessly: "Master Su Shi, you are too obsessed, you need to know that the sea of suffering is endless, and you have not thought about it, although there are still differences between you and those immortals outside the heavens, but if you have been walking on this road, why not be another immortal outside the heavens? ”

Su Yihuo smiled and said, "Yuancheng, I guess you don't know yet, the place of ascension this time is on the territory of the old lion in Qianfengling, and this time not only the ten masters on the list can participate, but also those immortals outside the sky." ”

The old monk frowned and asked, "Lord Su Shi has always been eager for the way of ascension, this old man knows it, but Lord Su Shi is going to kill all those immortals outside the sky?"

Su Yihuo shook his head and said: "Of course I won't, and I won't take the initiative to take action against any of them, this wave of chance, I, Su Yihuo, not only want to be the ascending immortal, but also tell you Yuancheng, my way is right, your Yuancheng was wrong from the beginning, this world only relies on your so-called mercy to mend the seams, it is meaningless." ”

The old monk shook his head slowly, "Master Su, the Tao is not the same, and the old man will no longer bother to speak." ”

Su Yihuo took a step forward and said sharply: "Yuancheng, you still have one last chance now, join forces with me to kill that Outer Heaven Immortal first, and then you and I will join forces to fight against Chu Mo, when the time comes, whether you want to go to Qianfengling to ascend or go back to your King Kong Temple to chant the scriptures are up to you, I, Su Yihuo, have done my duty, don't kick your nose in the face!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and muttered: "Amitabha, everything is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such." ”

Su Yihuo took a deep breath and said slowly, "Stubborn." ”

Immediately, he leaned forward slightly, and his sleeves fluttered out gently like weeping willows.

"Yuancheng, you and I have known each other for many years, and we can't be more familiar with each other's methods, but I want to tell you today how ridiculous the frog at the bottom of the well is in a corner!"

Su Yihuo put his hands behind him and signaled that the old monk could punch with all his might.

The old monk looked solemn, did not say too much, and stepped on his feet hard

The ground is a punch out.

The green tendon iron fist like a green snake was more than an inch in front of Su Yihuo's door, and it was tightly held by a palm, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

It's like a wooden sword chiseling ice, and a child cutting down a tree.

The distance between the fist and the body is only half an inch, but it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Su Yihuo, who was behind him with one hand, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Master Yuancheng's King Kong is not bad, it seems that it is nothing more than that." ”

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From an alley on the side of the road, a middle-aged Confucian man wearing a jade flute and a long robe slowly walked out.

In the hands of the Confucian scholars, he held a flying sword that constantly trembled.

The master masters of all walks of life had left at this time, leaving only Ye Fan, whose life and death were uncertain, and the seriously injured pipa woman and the young monk who had been healing her wounds.

The thick murderous aura on the street has almost condensed into substance.

Chu Mo smiled and said: "This sword is very fresh, it is very different from the sword cast in this world, you kid is very lucky, you can let Master Yuancheng personally polish your body for you, open up the trick, and it will not be in vain for me to kill you." ”

Liu Xiujie frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is sacred, please report your name!"

Chu Mo looked around, his right hand continued to hold the slender flying sword that exuded a faint snow-white sword aura, and then stretched out his left hand and said with a smile: "Liu Xiujie, the old owner of Chiliu Villa, right? ”

Liu Xiujie looked at the middle-aged Confucian with a gentle smile on the other side, and his sense of vigilance was great, and his years of experience in the rivers and lakes told him that this person was extremely dangerous, and he was not even under Guan Zishi.

Chu Mo glanced at Liu Xiujie's sword-holding posture, shook his head and said, "Old Master Liu, I advise you to change to a sword move that is conducive to the offensive, otherwise if I take the lead, it will be difficult for you to fight back in one go." ”

Liu Xiujie thought for a moment when he heard this, but he actually listened to Chu Mo's opinion, and his momentum suddenly changed from a big mountain and a big city to a chiseled iron horse, and the momentum of the attack was not concealed at all.

Chu Mo smiled and nodded, still facing the enemy with only one hand, and said loudly: "Please also ask the old master Liu to teach!"

In an instant, at the feet of Liu Xiujie, who was standing opposite Chu Mo, a huge crater with a radius of several zhang collapsed in an instant, and the black clothes disappeared.

Chu Mo had a slight admiration in his heart, worthy of being a generation of swordsmanship.

No wonder Lu Pu didn't dare to make too much trouble when he saw this person coming.

Chu Mo highlighted the white mangs in his palm, and resisted Liu Xiujie's all-out sword with his palm, and was about to retreat, when the strength in his palm was loosened, and the second sword had already slashed towards his ribs.

In fact, for Liu Xiujie's sword move, Chu Mo has long been aware of it, when catching and fighting, the sword is progressive, that is, a sword is higher than a sword, the most ingenious place lies in the seamless connection between the sword and the body, there is no way to avoid it, you can only resist hard, at first glance it is just a small wave, but if you look down carefully, you will suddenly find that under the waves, there is an ocean.

Ten times ago, Chu Mo's body did not move at all, his footsteps did not move the slightest, and every time he just used his palm to resist the attacking sword.

There seemed to be countless clouds and waves around him, and there was no human figure in sight.

On the eleventh sword, Chu Mo took a step back, still only holding the sword that slashed at his chest with his palm.

This method seems simple and fancy, but it contains Chu Mo's nearly hundred years of martial arts cultivation.

The twelfth sword is floating again.

Chu Mo moved a few steps sideways, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there are no vain warriors under the fame, and the swordsmanship of the old master Liu Zhuang is indeed clever." But the only fly in the ointment is that your sword intent is easy to let go and difficult to contain, and it is easy to damage its owner, such an offensive sword move, I don't know how many times the old owner can come out?"

Liu Xiujie's face remained unchanged, turning a deaf ear, and his heart was unwavering.

This fight is destined to be extremely difficult.

The distance between the two sides was always within two arms, until the fifteenth sword, Chu Mo seemed to be unable to catch it, his body retreated rapidly, opened the distance, and was cut out three zhang away by a sword.

Taking advantage of the fact that the next sword was not yet close, he suddenly shook his sleeves and dispersed the sword qi that was entrenched in the palm of his hand, Chu Mo smiled: "The old master has three or four more swords, I'm afraid Chu will be injured." ”

The sixteenth sword had reached the front door, Chu Mo withdrew his palm, clenched it into a fist, and for the first time confronted the fierce sword qi that was galloping.

Liu Xiujie took a few steps back, and then without the slightest pause, he handed out a sword again at an unreasonable speed.

Chu Mo, who was fighting the enemy with one hand, had no time to throw a second punch, so he could only raise his arm and block the menacing sword with his forearm.

'Bang!'

Chu Mo suddenly flew out upside down, and at the same time, the aura under the robe was agitating, helping him unload most of his sword qi.

Between the lightning and flint, Chu Mo squinted slightly, his body slipped backwards, and in an instant, he was slashed with a sword.

Chu Mo stepped back again, his right hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

But he was not surprised, but he hid it very well.

In fact, Chu Mo, who was dubbed a madman by the world, seemed to be conceited, but in fact he was just learning from the strengths of others to strengthen himself.

The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade.

If he could realize Liu Xiujie's sword move sword intent at this time, he would be more sure about what would happen next.

Chu Mo was unimpressed by the huge offensive that continued to attack, and said with a smile: "The previous few people, the main purpose is me, the Outer Heaven Immortal named Ye Fan, in fact, he was not injured at all, and even benefited greatly, I know what Yuan Cheng will help him, but tell the old owner the truth, not only you and Ye Fan, Chiliu Villa will also be razed to the ground within three days, not a personal grudge, but just the trend of the times, and it is just a last resort." ”

As soon as the words fell, an extremely cold murderous aura suddenly burst out, pointing directly at Chu Mo.

This is the first time that Liu Xiujie has made such a big murderous intent in more than ten years.

Lao Cheng is like him, under Chu Mo's words, how could he not know why Leng Qing's army would attack so abruptly, and why Shi Tengguo's court would be so ruthless.

Chu Mo shook his head slightly, thinking that this swordsmanship master was still not in a good mood.

Let yourself be a little disappointed.

Although the strength of the sword has increased by several grades, it has obviously lost its proportion, so Liu Xiujie can kill it in his palm within ten moves.

When Liu Xiujie threw out the seventeenth sword, a slightly weak young man's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior, leave it to me next." ”

A white dress suddenly appeared between the two, and a purple light stood out, quietly blocking Liu Xiujie's powerful sword, if he continued to play the sword, Liu Xiujie would inevitably have internal injuries, so he would definitely not live long under Chu Mo's hands.

Chu Mo raised his head and laughed heartily, then handed out his right hand, threw the long sword in his hand to Ye Fan, and said with a smile: "It's finally a little bit done." ”