"Is it mid-Jindan?"

Su Mo pursed his lips, spit out the blood foam, the qi and blood in his body burned, and in the raging flames, his eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and he pounced on the old woman.

The old woman was disdainful, her right palm poked out, turned into a pitch-black giant claw, and shrouded Su Mo, the speed was extremely fast, and it was impossible to avoid.

Su Mo looked up to the sky and roared, his body was filled with blood mist, and he was surrounded by a vicious aura, holding the Shadow Sword tightly with both hands, the sword light extended, growing to two zhang, and slashed towards the giant claw with all his might!

This sword was almost the strongest blow he had slashed since he entered the middle stage of foundation building, with immortal path cultivation.

"Boom!"

The long sword seemed to have slashed on the iron and stone gold mountain, bursting out dazzling sparks, and the condensed sword body was virtualized, and finally shattered inch by inch, but the giant claw was only slightly stunned, and then quickly closed according to the original trajectory, firmly grasping Su Mo in his palm.

"The strength of this old woman, among the mid-stage Jindan monks, is definitely a top-notch existence!"

The giant claw yuan force is majestic, and the five fingers are squeezed like a steel bundle, Su Mo didn't dare to be careless, and pinched the jade talisman on his waist again, feeling the warm current on it, and his heart was settled!

"Buzz!"

A strong aura erupted from him, and the yuan force was like ripples in water, impacting the entire battle platform, and the originally slender figure, in the golden light, turned into two giants, and the muscular arms forcibly opened the giant claws!

"Immortal and martial double cultivation!"

Seeing this scene, the audience was in an uproar.

Unexpectedly, Su Mo was not only a rare sword cultivator, but also a martial artist in the middle of the Second Realm, no wonder he was able to defeat Zhang Cheng in close combat!

What originally seemed to them to be reckless, vulgar, and unaware of progress and retreat had the best explanation at this moment.

Feng Yan looked at the tall figure on the battle platform, her eyes were bright, so old, so cultivated, so scheming, not to mention Zixiao Peak, even there were few people in the main peak!

At the beginning, she just wanted to give Su Mo a chance to perform, let him show his hand on stage, it didn't matter if he won or lost, and see if he could get into the eyes of which family, and it could be regarded as a gift to Neidan.

After he defeated Zhang Cheng, he considered whether to take him under his command, but at this time, let alone offending the Zhang family, even if he had a head-on fight with Nangong Youfu, he had to make sure that Su Mo would not be punished in any way!

Nangong Youfu's expression was gloomy, and she sighed faintly, today's fight with Feng Yan really lost her wife and her soldiers, and she lost a lot of money.

Mu Lan was stunned for a moment, then completely relieved, happily grabbed Feng Yan's arm, and whispered something.

But just when everyone felt that this competition was about to end, Su Mo, who had just escaped from the predicament, jumped up, superimposed his fists with golden light, wrapped in thunder and fire, and smashed towards the old woman's thin body!

The old woman's face was gloomy, in her opinion, she didn't make a move when Su Mo broke free from the giant claws, she had already given him enough face, but the other party didn't know how to restrain herself, and dared to provoke her in turn!

"Arrogance!"

The old woman let out a breath, her voice was hoarse, but it was like thunder, and Su Mo threw all her fists to stop two feet above the old woman's head, as if blocked by an invisible wall, unable to advance an inch.

In this short distance, the air was like water waves, giving birth to layers of folds, and the impact was transmitted downward, directly causing most of the broken battle platform to collapse.

The old woman stretched out her left hand, passed through the aftermath of the shock, opened her five fingers, and grabbed Su Mo's neck, and when she was about to touch the flesh, the secluded flying sword flashed with blue light, stabbing at her eyebrows.

Seclusion is the best flying sword, which can break the body protection of the Jindan monk, and the old woman had to change the offensive, spread out her palm, and the yuan power in her palm converged, turning into a red vortex, controlling the blade of the flying sword.

It's like a galaxy, crashing into volcanic magma, and the vitality collides violently, making a "zizi" corrosive sound.

Su Mo swayed forward, and then his body flipped over, like hanging upside down on a golden hook, holding the hilt of the sword, and trying to withdraw it with all his might.

The old woman sneered, her eyes flashed scarlet, and an invisible divine soul burst out.

The golden light in Su Mo's eyes was magnificent, and the slightest trace of his soul gushed out, turned into a sharp arrow, and greeted him, but as soon as he came into contact, it melted and dissipated like spring snow under the blazing sun.

Su Mo snorted, only to feel that his mind was heavy, and he almost passed out, but he also bought time for the counterattack, and with the force of pulling out the flying sword, his body swinged, his legs bent, and he kicked the old woman's abdomen fiercely.

"Boom!"

In the courtyard, there was a dull loud noise!

The old woman flew out upside down and was almost about to fall off the battlefield, but with her strong cultivation, she forcibly stopped the retreat, looking a little embarrassed, and she was stunned when she looked at the people below.

This is a strong man in the middle stage of Jindan, a competition with a whole big realm, even if it is a dual cultivation of immortal and martial arts, it will not be so strong!

Su Mo also reached the point where the oil ran out, his body returned to its original size, his qi and blood were exhausted, his soul was disordered, his injuries broke out in an all-round way, he sat directly on the ground, raised his hand tremblingly, and signaled to Feng Yan that he could end this competition of repeated changes.

The old woman patted off the shoe prints on her body, and her eyes were full of anger.

She is the protector of Nangong Youfu, a guest of the royal family, an unordinary servant, a duty to teach the county lord, an external threat, and the right to cut first and then play, she has never been so humiliated.

Looking at the old woman's eyes, Su Mo was a little cowardly, was she too flirtatious? In case this old woman made a black hand, unless he exposed more cultivation, he would definitely not be able to bear it in his current state, but in that case, it would be a little different from his original plan.

Since practicing, Su Mo didn't like to face things beyond his control the most, so he walked towards the rockery in the depths of the courtyard and said, "The kid is eager to win, he offended the royal family, and asked the hall master to show up to save me!"

These words made the entire courtyard suddenly quiet, and everyone's eyes were on the rockery.

Liu Fengshan walked out later, his expression was indifferent, he couldn't see his joy and anger, and said to Nangong Youfu: "Haosheng takes care of Zhang Cheng, stabilizes his injuries, and sends him to the Hundred Treasures Hall in two days!"

Nangong Youfu said respectfully: "Obey the orders of the hall master!"

The old woman was a little displeased, and asked: "Hall Master Liu, my county lord is a noble person, and now he has been humiliated by Su Mo for no reason, and he has also been injured, just based on your words, I want to expose it all, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

Liu Feng said indifferently: "Then what do you want?

The old woman's tone was a little tougher, and she said, "Hall Master Liu, is it not worth your explanation that my royal family has been humiliated?"

Liu Feng twisted his fingertips and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've heard such stupid words. ”

The old woman's face changed greatly, her breath instantly climbed to the peak, and her body swayed.

The next moment, this monk, who had been immersed in the middle of Jindan for many years, slammed and smashed a huge pit on the ground!

"Bang!"

It seems that another kick will make the old woman who is trying to struggle to get up a blur of flesh and blood, and she is dying!

Everyone in the courtyard was as silent as a cicada.

Liu Feng walked to the edge of the pit, looked down at the old woman, and sneered: "You should be lucky, if it was me before, the first thing would be not to step on you, but to ask the Sword Imperial Family, where did you have the courage to dare to make a move against an ordinary inner disciple in the Taixuan Sect?!"

Nangong Youfu's face was colorless, and she fell to her knees with a plop, wanting to ask for mercy, but she didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yan stepped forward and said, "Uncle Liu, it's all Yan'er's fault tonight, don't be angry!"

"Okay, for Yan'er's sake, forget about this matter" Liu Feng nodded and smiled, then pointed at Su Mo, and said angrily: "It's just that as an elder, I want to remind you to stay away from this troublesome guy!"

Feng Yan glared at Su Mo and said seriously: "What Uncle Shi said is that I will definitely stay away from him in the future, otherwise, he will sell him one day and count the money for him!"

Su Mo looked stunned and didn't refute, just a few words to Mu Lan to reassure her.

The banquet was not over yet, Liu Feng didn't stay long, and after a few simple words, he drove the Jade Leaf Flying Boat and carried Su Mo away from the main peak.

The sea of clouds shuttled, Liu Feng stood against the wind, and said lightly: "Your request, the old lame man has already sent a message to me, why do you still want to toss this one? Are you not afraid that this seat will stand by and let you offend the Zhang family and the royal family? Or do you really think that Feng Yan's little girl can really help you with your bottom line?"

Su Mo arched his hand and replied: "The disciple and Senior Sister Feng are just general friends, so naturally they won't put all their hopes on her, but as long as Senior Sister Feng is willing to match, the disciple still has some certainty that he can remedy it." No matter how bad it is, you can also go to the northern front battlefield to hide for a few years, and then come back when your strength improves. ”

Liu Feng smiled: "Your idea is not the same as what the old lame man said in his letter!"

Su Mo said in a deep voice: "Senior Lu passed on my secret method of refining weapons and gave me cultivation resources, which can be described as a mountain, the disciple sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart, so he can only practice diligently, improve his cultivation as soon as possible, and in the lifetime of Senior Lu, destroy the royal family, fulfill the natal blood oath of the year, and complete his long-cherished wish!"

"Natal blood oath? I see, that's right, you go on!"

"What the disciple says, everything comes from the bottom of his heart, and heaven and earth can learn from it!"

Liu Feng looked down at Su Mo and said meaningfully: "According to what this seat understands about you, although you are not lazy, you are not very diligent, you usually arrange some tasks for you, and you will only pick up two when you are in a hurry, and now you finally rest for a few months, so you want to go to the northern line to die?"

Su Mo smiled and looked at Liu Feng, and said seriously: "The senior's words are wrong, and the disciple, as a law enforcement disciple, should lead by example. It's really because of my previous slackness that I have to go to the most dangerous place to make up for the obligations that originally belonged to me, to kill demons and demons for the sect, and to contribute my insignificant strength to the stability of the Three Kingdoms!"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Yes, I don't blush at all, my skin is thick enough, but it's fake to kill demons and demons for the sect, and it's true to want to get rid of the old cripple for a while, as for why you are looking for me, it should be the task that this seat has arranged for you, which is more targeted, so you have a guess in your heart, right?"

Su Mo's tone became more and more sincere: "The predecessors are wrong again, these tasks done by the disciples involve demon cultivation, zombies, gods, demon beasts, and Taoist cultivation, among which the hearts of the people are sinister, intrigues, accidents are frequent, and they have escaped death many times, and finally turned the danger into a disaster, it must be that the disciple is lucky, he is a blessed person, and it is definitely not specially selected by the predecessors in order to assess the disciples and temper the hearts of the disciples!"

"Can't it be arranged for you by the old lame?"

"The predecessors are the hall masters of the Hundred Treasures Hall of Taixuanzong, and their status is respected, and there are few people in the Three Kingdoms!"

"Tsk, that's right, no matter how deep the friendship is, it's not worth the trouble of this seat for a junior, not to mention, the favor of this seat, the old lame man is reluctant to waste it so much. ”

Su Mo simply knelt down and said, "Disciple to meet the master!"

Liu Feng smiled dumbly and said: "Smart is smart, but this time, you are wrong!"

It's not you, it's the one who comes from the prison!

Su Mo's mind turned quickly, his expression was inconvenient, and he didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to kneel and say, "The disciple has something to ask for!"

"Say!"

"The disciple wants to go to Wujian Mountain to practice!"

Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unexpectedly: "You want to retreat and comprehend the sword momentum?"

There are thousands of cultivation methods in the world, not the same, but the different paths are the same, the sword momentum, is the sword cultivation of the sword, dedicated to the sword, in the case of the sword skills are deep enough, comprehend a kind of mysterious realm.

In the realm of sword momentum, people and swords are like one, reactions and attacks are multiplied, and in the scope of sword momentum, other cultivators will be suppressed by sword momentum, like falling into a swamp, and it is difficult to exert their strength.

According to the strength of the sword, it can be divided into: small success, large completion and consummation of three realms. And after the sword momentum, there is another higher realm: sword intent!

A thought moves, a thought comes out, and between a thought, the sword intent is eternal!

Powerful means difficult, in the entire Taixuan Sect, for hundreds of years, no one has comprehended the sword intent, and there are few people who comprehend the sword potential!

Su Mo said in a deep voice: "Yes!"

This serious appearance made Liu Feng a little unconvinced, so he asked, "How sure are you?"

Su Mo gestured.

"Sixty percent, are you so confident?!"

"No, it's nine out of six, under normal circumstances, things that are less than nine out of five, disciples are regarded as taking risks!"

“...... Fearless to the ignorant!"

"Senior, the disciple is serious!"

"Don't say it, the token is for you, hurry up and get out!"