Gong Jiu trembled, and his face suddenly turned red, and his face turned bloodless.

He was a proud and conceited man.

Such a person is usually looked down upon by no one but himself.

Even if Mo is famous in the world, he faintly has the strength of the first person in the world.

However, in his eyes, as long as the opponent did not use a sword, he had a chance to win.

However, now, his pride was trampled on the ground by Mo Li.

Just one palm, not two palms or three palms, just one palm!

He was full of confidence, and he tried his best to resist, and even took away his sword.

For a swordsman, this is even more uncomfortable than killing him!

A proud person will only doubt himself and will never put the blame on others.

So at this moment, Gong Jiu was full of doubts about himself and his swordsmanship, and even began to deny his life in the previous decades!

What is he to be proud of?

Looking at Gong Jiu's appearance, Lu Xiaofeng's grinning old man, he likes to see the other party's deflated appearance!

Who let the other party last time in the gambling house, design to hurt him so badly?

Thinking that Xue Bing was going to be furious after rescuing Xue Bing, Rao is Lu Xiaofeng is veteran of the love scene, and he still couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

That is not an ordinary woman, but Leng Rakshasa Xue Bing, one of the four tigresses of today's martial arts!

She's going to bite a piece of flesh off her body!

Therefore, the worse the end of Gong Jiu, the initiator, the happier Lu Xiaofeng became.

Suddenly, Gong Jiu smiled.

Laughter is a miserable laugh.

A look of complexity flashed on his grim countenance, and he said, "Do you know what happens to a swordsman if he loses the sword in his hand? ”

"Take it back, you should practice your sword diligently and take it back!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Where you fall, you will get up from!" ”

"No, you're wrong!"

Mo Li's thumb lightly swept the blade of the sword and said, "For a swordsman, the sword is equivalent to his life, and taking away his sword is equivalent to taking his life!" ”

"Not bad."

Gong Jiu nodded and said, "So, I only have to die!" ”

His body suddenly moved, and it was extremely fast, bringing out a trace of afterimage in the hall.

But it was a head-long collision towards the long sword in Mo Li's hand.

For a swordsman, it is not a good fate to die under his own sword.

Lu Xiaofeng was not a pure swordsman after all, he didn't understand this kind of behavior of martyrdom for the sword.

So he looked at this scene, dumbfounded, and only felt that it was beyond his own understanding!

Mo Li was still playing with the sword, and he didn't mean to stop it at all.

Gong Jiu is going to die, then it's good to die, the left and right are not familiar with each other, they came at his invitation, and the martial arts competition was also invited by him, since he wants to die because of this, Mo Lizi will not stop him.

Gong Jiu's body style is fast, but there are people who are faster than him.

Lu Xiaofeng only felt a surge of air in front of him, and Gong Jiu's body suddenly froze in place.

He was only an inch away from the blade.

However, he could no longer move.

Because behind his body, there is an extra hand, a white and fat hand, and at first glance he is used to being pampered.

The owner of the hand was a short, fat little old man, with a round face, the top of his head was half bald, and he had a very kind smile on his face, and he looked as gentle as the uncle next door.

However, Lu Xiaofeng will never regard the other party as the uncle next door.

Just because Gong Jiu's martial arts, although he is not invincible in the world, but after eliminating the four great masters, he is definitely among the top small people, at least he himself is not sure to defeat the other party.

And such a person is bent on death, and there is still someone who can stop it, which is enough to show how powerful the other party is!

Thinking of the airflow he felt just now, but he didn't notice the figure of the other party at all, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a chill on his body.

If this man wanted his life, he would never be able to stop him.

Who the hell is he?

Mo has the answer.

"So, you're the one who really wants to see me?" Mo Li looked at the little old man and said with a smile.

"Yes, I've kept you waiting."

The little old man said with a sincere apology: "I'm changing my clothes, let Gong Jiu entertain the distinguished guests first, who would have expected this kind of thing, and I hope the distinguished guests will not be surprised." ”

"It's no wonder, it's not weird, you gave me a good sword, it's hard to buy, I'm very happy at the moment."

As he spoke, he flicked the sword body lightly, and suddenly, the sword made a clear sword sound, which was extremely pleasant.

This is certainly an excellent sword.

This is a sword made of undersea black iron, and 18 famous swordsmiths were invited to cast it at any cost.

The sharpness is incomparable, and the cold light is overflowing, otherwise, he is not worthy of Gong Jiu's identity.

Cutting iron like clay, cutting gold and breaking jade, are all idle things.

Since Gong Jiu had this sword, he has never left his body, whether he is eating or sleeping, he carries it with him, as if he were his life.

But this sword, the other party doesn't plan to return it!

Gong Jiu felt that this was worse than killing him, and he shouted, "Master." ”

Master, is he Gong Jiu's master?

No wonder there are such martial arts!

Lu Xiaofeng's heart was shocked, but the little old man frowned, and shouted: "Shut up, something that has no interest, it's just a sword, how can you be reluctant, with Mo Shaoxia's swordsmanship, it is your honor to take a fancy to your sword!" ”

"......"

Gong Jiu wanted to refute, but was interrupted by the little old man as usual.

He scolded: "Have I taught you for so long, and you still don't understand, for a clever swordsman, as long as he has a sword in his heart and a sword in his hand, what difference does it make?!" ”

"It's just a sword, as for seeking death and life?!"

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback when he heard this!

A sword in your heart, but no sword in your hand?!

This kind of martial arts realm, in the eyes of a top master like him, is really unfathomable, no wonder, no wonder this little old man can have such martial arts and become Gong Jiu's master!

There was a sudden feeling in his heart, and that Gong Jiu also showed a look of enlightenment.

Seeing this, Mo Li smiled and didn't speak, since he practiced swords, why should he care about no sword?

He casually threw the sword to Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Brother Lu, this sword is for you." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers firmly clamped the sword.

In this world, there is nothing that his two fingers can't hold!

He felt the coolness on the sword, and he also felt the sharpness on the sword.

This is undoubtedly a good sword.

So he smiled and said, "Thank you Mo Shaoxia for the gift, this sword has to be sold for 10,000 taels of gold!" ”

Ten thousand taels of gold is naturally an extremely high price, and it can also be worthy of the identity of this sword.

Divine weapons are priceless treasures, which can make people in the rivers and lakes sacrifice their lives.

Especially in the eyes of swordsmen, such a sword is 10,000 taels of gold, and there will be people vying for it!

But Gong Jiu still felt that his sword had been insulted.

This sword was taken away by Mo Li, the other party's martial arts are much higher than him, and the sword path is also too high, he was appeased by the little old man with a few words, he can still bear it, however, this sword fell into the hands of Lu Xiaofeng, and fell into the hands of his defeated generals!

His face was cold again.

"Give me back the sword!"

He coldly spat out these four words.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, he held the hilt of the sword, stroked the body of the sword, and said, "This is my sword right now, how can I talk about a word back?" ”

"If you don't give it back to me, you will only die!"

Gong Jiu's words contained a strong murderous intent, and anyone could see that he was by no means joking.

"It's okay to give it back to you, return Xue Bing to me, why not give you this sword?" Lu Xiaofeng said indifferently.

"No one has ever dared to bargain with me."

Gong Jiu looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly and said, "So, you can only die!" ”

Gong Jiu moved.

He was a very talented swordsman.

The little old man just said a word about the realm without a sword, and he had already comprehended it all at this time.

An index finger is white and slender, but when his figure moves, the sword intent contained in it is not inferior to him who has a sword in his hand.

And the ruthless killing intent on his body at this time was even more vigorous than his talent, and he almost froze people to death on the spot!

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng will not freeze to death.

The martial arts he cultivated, not only had a world-famous Lingxi Finger, but also a peerless Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!

This light martial arts body method, even if it is not inferior to today's No. 1 light martial arts master Situ Picking Stars.

In a head-to-head battle, he may not be Gong Jiu's opponent, but if he is bent on dodging, it will be difficult for Gong Jiu to touch the corners of his clothes.

In the hall, the killing intent was dense for a while, and the figures flew over.

But whether it was the little old man or Mo Li, it was as if they hadn't seen this scene, so they were there quietly, watching quietly.

Suddenly, another figure came in the doorway, and it was a woman's figure.

Tall, jade bones and ice muscles, with a faint flush on her beautiful face, it was a hint of anger, but it added a bit of charm to this beauty.

If it is said that the beauty of Sharman is like an ice flower, cold and vulgar, and people can't help but have a desire to conquer in their hearts, then this woman is like a blooming peony flower, bright and moving, and lovable.

"Lu Xiaofeng!"

She had just come in, and she hadn't seen the situation clearly, and she had already gritted her teeth and shouted out the name of the man who had not eaten or slept well for several days that had made her angry.

Listening to this familiar voice, Lu Xiaofeng, who was dodging, was stunned!

But just because of this stunned, he had no chance to dodge Gong Jiu's finger sword.

In Gong Jiu's cold pupils, a touch of color was reflected.

The unpleasantness that happened today had already made him angry in his heart, and now he could vent his anger at the life of the person in front of him, and he felt comfortable just thinking about it.

It's a pity that he forgot that Lu Xiaofeng knows two martial arts.

So at this moment, when Feng Wu Jiutian didn't work, he used another martial art.

A finger at the rhino!

This martial art is derived from the first finger of Qiankun of Shen Tianjun, the king of Kyushu in the past, and later through the guidance of Chu Liuxiang, who has retired from the rivers and lakes, Lu Xiaofeng's own martial arts.

It's nothing remarkable, at least never heard of anyone dying under those two fingers.

However, there has never been a weapon in this world that cannot be caught or clamped tightly with a finger.

Although Gong Jiu's finger sword was powerful, it did not go beyond this range, so his fingers were firmly clamped by those two fingers, and a strange force came from above, which actually cut off all his sword qi!

What kind of martial arts is this?!

He was shocked, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about him.

He only felt that his fingers were loosened, and the figure in front of him had already floated to the door of the hall, floated to the woman's side, hugged the woman apologetically, and said, "Xue Bing, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay!" ”

"Get out of here!"

Xue Bing's face was like frost, and when he drank coldly, he had already smashed his fist into Lu Xiaofeng's chest.

All of a sudden, she exerted enough internal strength.

Cold Rakshasa Xue Bing, not only is he beautiful, but his martial arts are also remarkable, although he has not reached the first-class realm, he is not far behind.

So she can still beat people to death with a punch with all her might.

But Lu Xiaofeng didn't dodge, not only did he not dodge, he didn't even dare to protect his body, and he took this punch hard.

He snorted, his face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, obviously seriously injured.

Seeing this scene, Xue Bing was stunned.

She didn't expect that Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't hide!

"You...... Are you okay?! ”

Xue Bing's face was full of guilt, although she hated this man, she also loved this man very much, her heart, her body, was already full of the person in front of her.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head again and again, a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, lined with bloodstains, how reluctant to look.

Xue Bing became more and more distressed, but Mo Li just wanted to laugh.

This Lu Xiaofeng is really good at deceiving women.

With Xue Bing's skill, even if he doesn't take the initiative to resist, the opponent's internal force will enter his body, and it will be spontaneously alleviated by the power in his body.

It's just that Xue Bing is a little younger after all, and his martial arts are shallower, so he doesn't know the mystery, and when Lu Xiaofeng was seriously injured by him, he felt extremely guilty.

"Look, I invited Mo Shaoxia to save you, and we will definitely be able to get out of the house safely today." Lu Xiaofeng said.

Mo Shaoxia?

Xue Bing's heart moved, and he followed Lu Xiaofeng's gaze and looked at Mo Li who was sitting there.

This is undoubtedly an extremely handsome young man, with a green shirt and a sword, delicate eyebrows, full of heroic spirit, and a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Humble gentleman, gentle as jade.

In Xue Bing's mind, this sentence flashed for no reason, and his heart beat fast for a moment.

This is the sword demon Mo Li, a figure who can be called a generation of martial arts myths in recent months?

She looked at the other party's young and excessive face, and her heart was really a little hard to believe.

Mo Li was also looking at her.

This cold rakshasa Xue Bing is naturally an extremely beautiful beauty, although she has a fierce temper, she looks very simple, and she is deceived by Lu Xiaofeng.

"Miss Xue, it's the first time we've met, and I've admired my name for a long time." Mo Li nodded and smiled at her.

Xue Bing's face was a little blushing, and he probably remembered his fierce appearance.

She saluted and said, "I've seen Mo Shaoxia, thank you Shaoxia for coming here to save me." ”

"No need to be polite, Lu Xiaofeng is my friend, you are naturally my friend, you two come to me, no matter what happens today, I will definitely take you out of here safely."

Mo Li said the last sentence, but he looked at the little old man on the side.

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