Su Mu was a little puzzled, "A master of the Qi Mansion realm? Why are you in a place like this? ”

Wei Zizhou snorted coldly: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, what do you think these families in the Tang Mountains are like on the surface, everyone knows what they are like, but Lizi can get a glimpse or two from the Jiangbei martial arts list with few words." ”

Speaking of this, Wei Zizhou suddenly sneered: "Martial arts can get a little immortal life if you go all the way, and there is no lack of tricky ways to enter the Tao with magic in the muddy waters of the rivers and lakes for thousands of years. ”

Su Mu was shocked, turned to look at the courtyard of the family not far away, it seemed to be a little deeper, and turned his head again, happy, with a heartless look, and asked: "Give me a thorough explanation, which master is on the list?" ”

"The first knife in Jiangbei."

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, and then realized in his heart.

The first knife in Jiangbei, Shen Yanliang, entered the realm of Qifu at the age of thirty-two, was originally a disciple of the outer sect of Baiwu Villa, and later joined the Lan Organization Fisherman's Pavilion, and was the sixth person on the Jiangbei martial arts list.

It's a pity that even if he entered the realm of Qifu, which is coveted by martial artists, and even entered the sixth place on the Jiangbei martial arts list, he is still ranked outside the top 20 of the Huaguo martial arts list, and he has never been on the list.

At this time, another short spear flew in, Wei Zizhou looked at it as if it was nothing, and Su Mu was learning the iron claw kung fu of the disciples of the Chen family, and the qi machine ran between his fingers slightly, and he shook it twice, and took this short spear full of momentum.

"Five-story building?" Su Mu asked with some hesitation.

Wei Zizhou nodded.

Looking at the scene of the scuffle, there were already many people lying on the ground, but the number of the warring sides did not decrease, but tended to increase, and their faces were no longer so young.

Twenty, thirty, forty?

The momentum became more and more violent, and gradually the smell of blood spread, and the air engine in the field was constantly circulating, one after another, one breath was broken, one was agitated, the dust was flying, the cement pavement was already potholed like a dog, and the dilapidated exterior wall of the poor God Fist Hall was demolished at this time, and even the entire brick was difficult to find.

The young inner disciple was still standing there, his fist strength was still strong, but he had just entered the quadruple building, how could his internal strength be compared to the middle-aged martial artist who besieged him at this time, and this cannon hammer long fist was originally relying on strong strength to hurt people, and the internal strength of qi and blood was unsustainable, and the decline was getting bigger and bigger, but this Feng Paotang, who was only one or two years older than Su Mu, had a pair of eyes that were ancient and waveless, and his moves were becoming more and more sophisticated.

Wei Zizhou couldn't help but praise when he saw this situation, "This Feng Xiantang really deserves so many years of intensive cultivation, if this son does not have different intentions and is not confused by the virtual image, the Divine Fist Hall may really be able to prosper once, this kid, after ten years, he will definitely occupy a place on the Jiangbei martial arts list!" ”

Su Mu was silent and sighed secretly, after all, he was still a little envious.

However, thinking of his "Hug Pu Decision" and the martial arts cheats that Bai Ke expected to read for him, he was not so melancholy.

Wei Zizhou glanced at Su Mu, and suddenly said: "In fact, over the years, I am most optimistic about Li Qingnian of the Li family, double cultivation of art and Taoism, including the "Carrying Mountains and Super Seas" inherited from the Nanmeng Sword School, and practicing their Li family's fists and feet Kung Fu, although he is nearly forty years old and still stays in front of the seven-story building and is not allowed to enter, but he has walked the way of sharpening a sword in those ten years, if he is given another ten or twenty years, don't say that the Jiangbei martial arts list is the top ten in the world's martial arts list, and it may not be unexpected, it is a pity. ”

Su Mu's face was as usual, and he sighed that it was indeed a pity, and he didn't say anything.

Li Qingnian's death, he reported it, and he didn't want him to bury his bones in that kind of place.

Of course, it is not possible to report everything truthfully.

Wei Zizhou is testing himself?

Su Mu suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, where did he get this kind of treatment.

At this time, several people quietly mixed into the battlefield, some went and some came out, and a bloodied person who did not know whether he was alive or dead was thrown out.

Wei Zizhou looked at it coldly and didn't care too much.

Su Mu couldn't help but ask, "Just let them make trouble?" ”

Wei Zizhou was also noncommittal, waved his hand, and motioned for Su Mu to look down quietly.

After all, Feng Xiantang was still no match for those senior martial artists who had cultivated their qi for many years, and after the final thunderous punch, he was caught by a martial artist with a not young face, and a hand knife pierced into the iron wall of the fist like a nail into the wood, and then twisted slightly, and the invisible qi machine actually made a cracking sound, completely shattered, and the young man who carried the hope of the whole sect spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum fell to the bottom.

These warriors from the family, who were no longer young, seemed to hesitate a little, glanced at each other, but found that they were all very hesitant, and finally turned their hearts sideways, and stabbed at the sluggish Feng Xiantang with a short spear full of murderous intent.

"Alas......"

Su Mu heard a soft sigh from beside him, and then a strong wind rose from the ground, and then, those who besieged Feng Xiantang flew out upside down.

Six-story building? Seven-story building?

Immediately after that, Su Mu broke out in a cold sweat, his footsteps changed, and he stepped on the footwork of the mixed yuan pile and bowed forward, taking root and taking root on the ground, and the storm of strength that swept the entire street in an instant did not shake him in the slightest, but it was bitter Song Xiaoyu, who was barely a member of the strength of a heavy building.

Before this person could react, Wei Zizhou disappeared, and then he went out inexplicably.

Finally, someone in charge came out.

"Divine Fist Hall An dares to kill my Chen family disciple!"

A voice with anger floated towards the Divine Fist Hall, and then suddenly bursts of qi and blood power that was so thick that it was visible to the naked eye rose out in the martial arts arena, shaking the man who spoke alive.

Feeling such magnificent qi and blood, everyone's faces were a little ugly, and the overwhelming sense of oppression was not enough for outsiders.

Su Mu was also secretly speechless, this kind of qi and blood power is probably a little more magnificent than his half-dead qi and blood jade pendant.

"Zhao family child, you dare to assassinate my Jiang family disciples, no one in my Jiang family can succeed!"

"You fart! It's clear that you stabbed the knife in the back first, and my Zhao family just protected Zhao Zhixin thoroughly, so don't want to bite back! ”

"You dog-like thing, my Chen family's dragon slayer claw is going to lift your skull!"

Look, the family that was still like glue and the same qi as soon as the war started, each showed their fangs, and no one was willing to suppress it in the face of the Divine Fist Hall, but when there was infighting, they had the spirit of life and death.

Su Mu looked at the forces that were fighting fiercely, and was a little surprised that the Liu family, who was shouting and shouting at the beginning, only came to protect Liu Chengnan with an inconspicuous servant, but at this time, he stayed out of the matter and did not compete with those families, which was interesting.

"The dog that bites doesn't bark, this Liu family is calm, and Liu Chengnan is not bad, he was beaten into a pig's head by those bald heads under his buttocks, and he didn't rush to ...... it."

It seems that Wei Zizhou, who cherishes words like gold, finally snorted coldly at this time, and those warriors who were tense and had seen it for the first time officially noticed this person who was inexplicably involved, and a warrior of the Zhao family who couldn't hold his breath just wanted to scold, but he was quietly pulled by a person behind him.

"Is it really air in the Fisherman's Pavilion?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally dropped their weapons unconvinced, and the smell of gunpowder was full of the many parties who saw that a major conflict was about to break out at this time, like a deflated ball, and they didn't dare to make a second time.

In front of the Lan organization, who dares to have that reckless spirit?

In the Divine Fist Hall, the power of qi and blood that was so vast that it was breathless converged, and after a while, a tall old man with a withered face walked out slowly, also bald, but he did not wear a robe with Buddhist beads, just an ordinary practice uniform, he saluted Wei Zizhou, and said in a hoarse voice: "The juniors are not sensible, I have alarmed Commissioner Wei, the old man has confessed to the Fisherman's Pavilion on behalf of the ignorant juniors here!" ”

Bald heads with blood stains and scars are all under them.

Wei Zizhou lowered his eyes and returned the salute without saying a word.

There seemed to be a cold snort in the battle of the family, but I don't know who it came from.

Wei Zizhou got up and turned to the family camp with amazing internal friction, his eyes were cloudy, with a little coldness, and with the gradually cloudy sky at this time, there was a scene of black clouds pressing the city.

The two sides confronted each other like this, those prime-aged generations from the family were superior in force, and they had the protection of the family, and on this day, Emperor Gao's distant Lintangling did not have much respect for this huge organization that had suppressed the rivers and lakes for more than a thousand years, but he still had to maintain a harmonious and low-brow on his face, which even Su Mu, a person with little qualifications, could see it clearly.

"At this level, it's not Jiangbei's turn to make the first move......"