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He ....... He....... My hand is broken........" screamed the officer on the ground.

"What? didn't you just touch him?" exclaimed the leader.

"Right........ But........" said the officers and men on the ground as they stood up with difficulty, "but I don't know what is going on, I don't know where a force comes from, and I am ......... Interrupt them all........."

"Interrupt all........ All these people on the ground were interrupted by him........" The leader said to himself with a flash of horror in his eyes.

He had not heard of this kind of martial art by breaking other people's wrists just by (ròu) (shēn) without making a move. I heard that there is a Vajra body protection magic skill, which is cultivated to the deepest point of invulnerability, and can even break the sword of the person who shoots. Although it is an exaggeration to break the sword, the skill of the person in front of him is also extraordinary.

The leader put his hand on his blade, hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to make a move, he looked left and right at the many officers and soldiers who had not dared to move forward, gritted his teeth, and turned (shēn) to leave the room.

Seeing this, the other officers and soldiers were afraid to take a step slower, and they all fled from here. After only half a cup of tea, all that was left of this room was the broken door, a messy floor and a young Taoist priest who was meditating with an indifferent face.

"This ........"

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and many people were shocked, but also began to applaud.

"This kid........ Oh no, this Taoist looks young, but he doesn't know which mountain he is cultivating on, and he quietly beat these dog officers and soldiers away, it seems that these officials have suffered today. ”

"Hmm...... This Taoist master is indeed powerful, but, you forget, twenty years ago, there was also a master here, it is said that he came to the nearby mountains to compete with several mountain kings to compete on the high ground, and then he also beat away a lot of officers and soldiers, but in the end, he ....... After being invited into the government's mansion, there was no more news......."

There was a lot of talk about the day, and they were all talking about today's events (qíng).

After a while, a young businessman couldn't help but take half a step forward, and said respectfully to Su Shuangmu, who was still sitting cross-legged (chuáng), "This Taoist master, the government here is all about eating people, while those government masters are not here, you should run for your life quickly, it's good to get out of this evil breath, it's not good to be entangled again." ”

Su Shuangmu smiled and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air, only to see an afterimage flashing outside, and then heard a miserable scream, and one of the hands of the young merchant who had just spoken to Su Shuangmu fell to the ground, and (shēn) stood a richly dressed Taoist with a long sword in his hand.

"It's not good to be a good businessman, you have to talk too much, this time I will take your hand, after all, you are not a thief. The Taoist said coldly.

"What!" Su Shuangmu was startled, Fei (shēn) jumped up from the (chuáng), quickly helped the young merchant with a terrifying face (qíng), and picked up the severed hand on the ground, but he didn't know medical skills, and there was nothing he could do at the moment, so he had to stop the bleeding from him.

The richly dressed Taoist carried a bleeding long sword and said in a cold voice, "You still have time to bandage others, I will see that the first thing you have to bandage is your head, but it's a pity that you have this (shēn) martial art." ”

Seeing this, there was a cold silence in the crowd, no one dared to say more than half a word, at this time there was a push in the crowd, and the leader didn't know when he ran back again, he respectfully arched his hands to the richly dressed Taoist on the side, and said, "Mr. Zhao is here today, and he will definitely be able to catch them back." Mr. Zhao has great powers, and the immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever!"

After speaking, the leader turned his head to Su Shuangmu and shouted, "This is an immortal, an immortal who cultivates spells, it is an honor for you to come to you today, it is an honor for you for several lifetimes, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is green smoke on your ancestral grave, don't hurry up and kowtow and confess, maybe Mr. Zhao can give you a good time!"

The leader said, secretly looking at Mr. Zhao, who listened to the leader's praise on his face, and showed a little smile.

When the leader saw the success of the horse (pì) shooting, he couldn't help but be secretly overjoyed.

"Immortals........ This........ How can this be ........"

"I don't think it's impossible, the practice of the Great Shang Country is flourishing, and I heard that in other prosperous places, the number of cultivators is extremely large. ”

"But in a town like ours.......... Ah, I know, is it that martial arts master twenty years ago, that's how he was ...........?"

Su Shuangmu on the side listened to these people's words, turned his head to look at Mr. Zhao, he took a good look at this Mr. Zhao, and found that his clothes were all custom-made Jinhua Taoist robes, not Taoist robes of any Taoist temple at all.

Su Shuangmu's face remained unchanged, but he asked with a smile, "This Mr. Zhao...... A cultivator?"

Mr. Zhao smiled coldly, slashed the long sword in his hand, and saw a sword light stretching out from the long sword, and with a stabbing sound, a huge wound was drawn on the surrounding door frame, which was the thickness of a human fist.

As the door frame on the storefront was drawn, the shopkeeper who was watching the situation on the side immediately screamed slightly, and his face was painful.

"Guess if this is a trick of you mortals?" Mr. Zhao said with a long sword and staring at Su Shuangmu.

When his sword came out, many people behind him let out a burst of exclamations, and everyone clearly understood that it was absolutely impossible for a long sword to slash with such a situation, and the light that appeared on the long sword just now was obviously not a mundane thing.

Seeing this, Su Shuangmu thought for a moment, and said to Mr. Zhao, "If you make this move, I will do it too." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, it seems that you really don't want to live anymore, I'll give you a few looks in a while. The leader exclaimed.

The leader said, and looked sideways at Mr. Zhao, hoping to get some praise from Mr. Zhao, but when he looked at Mr. Zhao, he found that Mr. Zhao's face was dull, and he looked like he had seen a ghost, staring at Su Shuangmu in front of him, and muttered, "What....... How....... Probably ......."

The leader's face changed, and he followed Mr. Zhao's gaze, only to see Su Shuangmu standing in place, but his hand was no longer empty, but playing with a long sword, a long sword dripping with blood........ The leader jumped to his feet in shock.

It was clearly Mr. Zhao's long sword, he turned his head to look at Mr. Zhao, but only saw that Mr. Zhao's hand was empty, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Su Shuangmu shook the long sword in his hand with a smile, and the long sword in his hand let out an ugly chirp, which immediately turned into pieces of scrap metal and fell to the ground crackling.

"Your cultivation is not high, it's just a high-level Qi cultivation realm, I don't know which sect's disciple dares to shout loudly in front of me!" Su Shuangmu said with a cold face.

The leader saw that Su Shuangmu suddenly shouted loudly, and he didn't care so much, but he thought that someone in the town dared to talk like this, and immediately said, "You kid is just a fluke, and you dare to ........ here."

Originally, after Mr. Zhao heard Su Shuangmu's words, he was already in a cold sweat and didn't know what to do, but the little minion leader on the side didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and dared to shout at the senior in front of him so loudly, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Mr. Zhao was in a hurry, and with a pull of his hand, a fragment of a long sword on the ground was like a flying knife, straight through the throat of the leader, the leader was halfway through his words, and he couldn't say any more, and before he realized what was going on, he had fallen to the ground softly.

Su Shuangmu looked at the prospect and didn't speak, just looked at Mr. Zhao with a smile.

Mr. Zhao was coldly stared at by this gaze, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "I don't know which sect's predecessor this senior is, I really don't know Taishan with eyes, and I have eyes without beads, so dare to offend my seniors, it's really damn ........."

Su Shuangmu shook his head and said, "Since you know that I am a senior, then when I asked you which sect you are, you didn't answer me, but asked me." Looks like you don't know the rules?"

Mr. Zhao was stunned when he heard this, a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his face, and he hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve, but he had already wiped it several times, and his sleeve was already soaked, and it was no longer effective to wipe it again. He wiped it a few times, put down his sleeves, and said in a cold sweat,

"Yes....... Be......... It's me who is stupid....... I am........ I am a disciple of Qingfeng Guan........ I ....... this time"

"What, are you a disciple of Qingfeng Guan?" Su Shuangmu was taken aback when he heard this, looked left and right at the sluggish crowd, frowned, pulled it up, and said, "In this case, this is not the place to talk, find a secluded place." ”

Mr. Zhao's face turned red, nodded again and again, and left the place respectfully with Su Shuangmu, leaving only a circle of noisy guests.

Many guests only felt like a dream, originally thought that this guest was going to suffer a big loss, but they didn't expect it to be a chivalrous guest, and then they thought that this time it was over, and they didn't think that this Taoist master was also an immortal, and it seemed to be more powerful than the immortals of this official mansion.

"God, today I saw an immortal, or two .......," one of the tenants prayed, clasping his hands together.

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