Sword Wind Tomb.

Shen Mo stood alone outside the Tomb, a pair of eyes carefully looked at the sword wind vortex, through spiritual perception, he could clearly perceive the powerful sword intent contained in the sword wind, it can be seen that these sword wind vortex is definitely not simple.

So, Shen Mo picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and threw it towards the nearest sword wind whirlpool.

Airplanes!

The gravel drew a beautiful curve, and in just a fraction of a second before it was torn into pieces by the powerful tearing force of the sword wind, and then it was crushed into powder, not even the slightest trace of existence was gone.

Hiss! Shen Mo's brows furrowed, marveling at the horror of the sword wind whirlpool, and at the same time feeling jealous of the tomb in front of him, the danger that was only visible to the naked eye was so terrifying, and how desperate were those dangers hidden in the shadows?!

However, Shen Mo didn't panic at all, because he had the small hanging ratio of Nannan on him, as long as Nannan used it well, any problem would be difficult.

Bang Bang Bang! Pat the beckoning cat on his waist and summon Nannan inside.

"Nannan, is the secret of the Falling Dragon Valley here?"

Nannan's scarlet eyes flickered, then nodded again and again, and replied, "Yes boss, according to my luck, you can find what you are looking for here." ”

"So, how do I avoid these terrible sword wind whirlpools?" Shen smiled and looked at Nannan, the meaning was self-evident.

After so many adventures with Shen Mo, Nan Nan already knew Shen Mo's style very well, I saw her jump onto Shen Mo's shoulder, and then pointed to the Sword Wind Tomb in front of her with her pink little finger, and murmured.

"Isn't that easy? The old rules, Nannan said, the boss does. Let's work together... That must be excellent. ”

Silently smiled, poured his strength into his feet, and jumped into the Sword Wind Tomb according to the walking method pointed out by Nannan.

Whew! The wind under his feet, like a flexible loach, wandered and moved in the sword wind tomb, and every time he was able to perfectly avoid those dangerous sword winds, and Shen Mo gradually discovered that some sword winds could not be seen, but fortunately, with Nannan's guidance, even the invisible danger was avoided by Shen Ming.

If anyone saw Shen Mo at this moment, they could see him coming and going freely in the Sword Wind Tomb like his own back garden, constantly approaching the secret of the Falling Dragon Valley.

Time passed minute by minute, about half an hour passed, Shen Mo and Nannan couldn't help but stop, they didn't reach their destination, but saw another wave of sword cultivators trapped in the Sword Wind Tomb, and this wave of sword cultivators Shen Mo still knew it, it was Xiu Sanbai and others.

At this moment, Xiu Sanbai no longer has the arrogance and arrogance of the time, his brocade clothes have long been tattered, there are sword marks cut by the blade everywhere, and the fat white body is exposed through the sword marks, so that those women who pursue the ultimate whitening in the beauty salon are ashamed of themselves, he looks haggard, as if he has been sucked dry by something, and his original huge body has shrunk a circle compared to before, and he no longer needs others to lift him, and he can walk around by himself.

Looking at the four bodyguards under Xiu 300, all four of them were wounded, their aura was sluggish, and their expressions were exhausted, and they followed closely behind Xiu 300 like lost dogs, for fear that Xiu 300 would leave them.

In such a situation, Shen Mo was very surprised, what were they doing? Why line up and follow closely behind Xiu 300. Could it be that the world also pays attention to a team that must be neat and tidy?!

Silent and then looked closely, but he saw Xiu Sanbai's hands pinching the sword technique, and he was manipulating a lot of sword feathers as thin as cow hair, changing his form while exploring the way forward.

So it was, Shen Mo finally understood that Xiu Sanbai was using these sword feathers to explore the way, so as to avoid the strangulation of the sword wind whirlpool, and the reason why those bodyguards followed Xiu Sanbai's ass closely was also to step on Xiu Sanbai's footprints to avoid danger.

It's just that compared to the silent luck dodge method, the sword feather dodge method of cultivating three hundred is not only extremely spiritually draining, but sometimes it is impossible to completely avoid danger, and the injuries on their bodies are the best proof of this.

At this moment, Xiu Sanbai and the others also saw Shen Mo and Nannan who stopped and stared at them not far away, and the two groups of people looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, their own thoughts rose in their hearts.

Xiu Sanbai naturally recognized Shen Mo's identity, he hated this shameless thief, if it weren't for Shen Mo, a thief, who stole Xiao Er's storage bag, they would not have offended the female sword cultivator, and they were pitted into the sword wind tomb, and now that the enemy meets, they are naturally very red-eyed.

But when Xiu Sanbai saw Shen Mo's intact appearance, he had no heart to kill Shen Mo, and reason told him that Shen Mo could come here, and he must have a way to avoid the sword wind whirlpool, and this method was very safe and labor-saving, and he could almost come and go freely in the sword wind tomb.

Xiu Sanbai couldn't help but fall into a dilemma, did he control the heavy sword three thousand feathers to kill Shen Mo on the spot, or capture Shen Mo, lead the way for them, and help them escape from the Sword Wind Tomb?!

The answer is naturally undoubted, and Xiu Three Hundred naturally chose the latter, because it is easy to kill Shen Mo, but it is extremely difficult to get out of the Sword Wind Tomb.

After making up his mind, Xiu Sanbai hid the murderous intent in his heart, his face immediately changed, and he asked Shen Mo for help with a pleading look.

"Fellow Daoists, meeting is fate, please help! We're trapped in this sword wind grave. ”

Silent for a moment, Xiu 300's sudden weakness and distress made him can't help but question the motive of Xiu 300, first of all, Shen Mo steals... Bah! Taking away Xiao Er's storage bag, Xiu Sanbai and the others had naturally found out, but instead of questioning Shen Mo because of this, they looked like they were asking for silence, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a cat at a glance, and it was obvious that they wanted to borrow Shen Mo's hand to escape from this sword wind tomb.

Hey! Shen Mo couldn't help but sneer, since he had seen through the motive of cultivating three hundred, how could he possibly help them?!

First of all, Shen Mo is not a good old man, he knows that he has a few catties and a few taels, if he helps Xiu Sanbai and others, when they get out of this sword wind tomb, the five of them will fight back, and they will definitely be able to kill Shen Mo on the spot. Even if the other party's heart is like a mirror, his moral character is noble, and he knows how to repay his kindness, it is negligible to be able to give Shen Mo a thank you gift.

Such a transaction where the risks outweigh the benefits will not be done if you are silently killed.

"I'm sorry, I can't save it, say goodbye!"

Silently arched his hand and said the soul triple strike, and before the words fell, he was ready to leave under the command of Nannan, such an alternative act made Xiu Sanbai stunned suddenly, and then his face was exposed with a sense of anger.

"Fellow Daoist, I am the young master of the Heavy Sword Sect, as long as you help me get out of the Sword Wind Tomb, my father will definitely not treat you badly."

Shen Mo sneered, but instead of stopping, he sped up his departure, looking like no matter what you said, I just don't wait.

Xiu Sanbai's face was pale, he finally saw that Shen Mo didn't plan to save them at all, only to see that his face exploded with anger, his fat white flesh trembled, turning into pure aura, and the gossip yin and yang storage bag on his waist trembled again and again, and countless sword feathers as thin as cow's hair shot out, heading straight for Shen Mo to kill.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Before Shen Mo took a few steps, he was blocked by countless sword feathers, and some of the sword feathers turned into a dark iron heavy sword under the control of Xiu Sanbai, hanging high above Shen Mo's head, as if the opponent's sword finger could kill Shen Mo on the spot.

"Little deflated calf, can you try another one?!"

Silent and embarrassed, he really didn't dare to give it a try, because if he tried it now, he would die, and he didn't dare to joke with his life.

Looking at Xiu Sanbai behind him, the blow just now made the fat and white flesh on his body lose at least forty or fifty catties, such a huge weight change, so that Shen Mo knew in his heart that the fat on Xiu Sanbai's body was all the aura he had stored.

This is an alternative sword cultivation that relies on fat cultivation, and it is simply a fierce comparison.

And in this sword wind tomb, the shrinking of the ground into an inch charm cannot be used, and the speed of silence is not comparable to the three thousand feathers of the heavy sword, so it seems that you can't run, you can only fight wits and courage with Xiu Sanbai and others.

Shen Mo immediately explained, "Don't get me wrong, fellow Daoist, I just looked back at the road behind me, you and I met is fate, how can I meet death and not be saved?!" You put your sword down first, and we'll have something to say. ”

Hum! Toast without eating and eating penalty wine! Xiu Sanbai sneered, in his eyes, silence was an ant-like existence, although he didn't know what means he had, he could come and go freely in the Sword Wind Tomb, but the means without lethality were not reused in the face of real strength.

With his own strong strength, Xiu 300 can play between silence and palm.

"You're here!"

Xiu Sanbai commanded sharply, urging the Xuantie heavy sword to force Shen Mo to approach them.

Shen Mo was poked in the back by the heavy sword, and a chill penetrated his body, making his body stiff and his aura chaotic, which shows how powerful this heavy sword three thousand feathers is, just the sword qi it comes with can limit Shen Mo's strength.

Shen Mo didn't dare to act rashly, under the command of Nannan's divine sense, he approached the cultivation of three hundred step by step, pretending to be as long as you don't kill Lao Tzu, you can say anything.

The soul trifecta just now seemed to have nothing to do with the silence.

When Shen Mo came to Xiu Sanbai's side, he saw Xiu Sanbai take out a small milky white porcelain bottle from the Bagua Yin and Yang storage bag, unscrew the wooden cork on the porcelain bottle, and pour out a fishy red pill on the palm of his hand.

"You eat it!" Repair three hundred commands.

"Eat it?!" Shen Mo stared at the red pill, knowing that if he ate this red pill, it would really be over sooner or later. But if you don't eat it now, you have to finish it now.

Hey, in the final analysis, it's still a comparison of strength water, and there is no way to cultivate three hundred just to die head-on, so you can only wait for the opportunity to kill the other party.

In desperation, Shen Mo only needs to twist the red pill on the palm of the other party's hand, endure the fishy smell emitted by the pill and swallow it into his stomach, don't you say, this is the most unpalatable pill Shen Mo has ever eaten in his life, it is just like mouse feces that have been put for several years.

"Hey, hey!" Seeing that Shen Mo had eaten the pill, Xiu Sanbai immediately withdrew the sword technique, took the heavy sword three thousand feathers back into the storage bag, and then sneered, "What you just ate is the three-day intestine breaking pill made by our heavy sword sect, if you don't take the antidote within three days, you will die of anorectal breakage." ”

Shen Mo's face was pale, he secretly mobilized his spiritual power, launched the purification skill, and the milky white halo was hidden in his body, without being noticed by Xiu 300, it was to purify the toxicity of this three-day intestine breaking pill, and the remaining medicinal properties just made Shen Mo make a few stomachs.

The power of purification is simply terrifying.

Shen Mo continued to pretend to be eaten by the other party, staring at Xiu Sanbai's fat face with hatred.

"But you don't have to worry, as long as you take us out of this Sword Wind Tomb, I will not only give you the antidote, but also give you a great reward."

Silent and not stupid, he asked rhetorically, "If I take you out, what don't you say count?" ”

Xiu Sanbai's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, "Do you have the qualifications to negotiate terms with us now?" You can only choose to believe me, or you will die now. ”

Airplanes! Dozens of sword feathers condensed and converged into a slender long sword, pointing directly at Shen Mo's heart, and the powerful sword qi instantly tore through his clothes, tearing his skin, and blood splattered with it.

Airplanes! Xiu Sanbai withdrew his long sword and stared at Shen Mo like an animal.

"The choice is yours!"

Silently clutching his chest, he hurriedly took out the high-grade gold sore medicine from the storage bag on his waist, skillfully poured out some and applied it to the wound, and the broken wound was visibly restored to the naked eye.

He was silent for a long time, and then said, "I'll take you out." ”

"Then lead the way!"

Shen Mo put away the high-grade gold sore medicine, and was about to get up, but he was grabbed by Xiao Eryi's wrist, and the other party's originally decadent face regained his anger, and he scolded arrogantly, "Boy, give me back my storage bag." ”

Shen Mo didn't say anything, untied the storage bag from his waist, and returned it to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er took the storage bag and hurriedly checked the contents to make sure that his full garden picture and the girl's belly pocket were still there, and his face improved slightly.

But he still has a fierce face when dealing with silence.

"Little deflated calf, you actually dare to steal the master's storage bag, see how I clean you up."

As Xiao Er spoke, he wanted to use his palm to break Shen Mo's arm.

"If you dare to hurt me, I will blow myself up immediately, and you don't want to get out of this sword wind tomb in your life."

There was determination in his silent eyes, and he stared at Xiao Er imposingly, so that the other party couldn't help but freeze in place.

Xiu Sanbai came out to relieve the siege and said, "Xiao Er retreat, the grievances between the two of you will wait until the Sword Wind Tomb is out, I promise to give you a fair chance to solve this matter." ”

Xiao Er knew in his heart that the fairness in the mouth of the young master of his family could be the fairness of breaking the other party's two legs and two arms to let the other party compete with him with the sword. Therefore, if you are silent and come out of the Sword Wind Tomb, you will definitely die.

And Shen Mo really wants to take Xiu Sanbai and the others out of the Sword Wind Tomb?!

Naturally, he would not take them away, not only would he not take them away, but Shen Mo also planned to take them further into the Sword Wind Absolute Tomb, and go straight to the Falling Dragon Valley hidden in the Sword Wind Absolute Tomb.

Shen Mo knew in his heart that the secret of the Falling Dragon Valley was the best time for him to kill Xiu Sanbai and the others, and the treasures on their bodies were already surnamed Shen Mingmo at this moment.

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