The green shirts on the stage were full of spirit, and everyone in the audience did not hesitate to kill one by one, Teng Teng jumped on the altar with his sword, and for a moment the spacious altar looked a little cramped.

If one person can't beat a group of people, can he still beat him?

Xu Jingmo and the others were shocked, raised their feet and rushed to the stage, Xia Ling stretched out his hand to stop them all, Mu Haoru frowned, "Can you fight like this?"

Xia Ling held the hilt of the sword with both hands and put it in front of his abdomen, and smiled calmly: "He is the kind of person who will take risks?

Mu Haoru smiled and replied with relief: "That's good, if you're worried, it's messy, Miss Xia is not weird." "Miss Xia's strength, I have discussed it in private, and I have said the word "extremely strong" from Ember Zhong Wumei, and it is also a matter of ten times to protect Su Changmo.

After Tang Ying heard what Xia Ling said, he immediately had no worries, and shouted loudly at the stage, "Old Mo, don't show mercy to your subordinates, these dogs are not as powerful as beasts, and the little cubs who are full of evil are beaten until their ancestors don't know it, it's a pity that Chu Xuan was taken away early without this blessing, otherwise this group of little turtles would have been able to make it all." ”

The young man scolded vigorously, and was glared at by Xu Jingmo. The young man muttered to himself in a low voice: "I must be able to fight, I must be able to fight." ”

Although several teenagers quieted down, they were still worried in their hearts, there was Miss Xia who made Su Changmo's life without worry, but he was definitely not the opponent of the other party, everyone knew that Su Changmo was the worst in the cultivation qualifications, and he had to be pitied by a few immortal sects, so he followed Da Ge to practice, and his cultivation in the past month was extremely slow, although he could absorb spiritual power and learn boxing, but after all, he had not even condensed his life talisman, and the difference in strength was too great.

Xu Jingmo also had some doubts about Na Da Ge's method taught by Su Changmo, whether it would cause great hidden dangers to Su Changmo's first practice, why the life talisman has not been condensed and has good combat power, which is completely different from what his uncle said, since ancient times, practice has always been a destiny talisman to open the body in turn, and it can't be messed up, how can there be such a random practice like Su Changmo, but Xu Jingmo didn't know how to ask, it was really that Na Da Ge didn't look at Su Changmo like he had bad intentions. It's also very good for a few teenagers.,It's in the eyes of the people who mention themselves openly and secretly.。

These things have never been mentioned to the uncle who is known as "under the immortals, the world is invincible", it is about Su Changmo, after all, it can't be easily said to outsiders, not to mention that the elders of these immortal sects have acquiesced to these young people of their own sect to pick quarrels and provoke troubles again and again, which has made a few people in the town feel guilty, and it is not enough to talk about it.

Xia Ling looked at several teenagers with different thoughts around her, and then looked at Su Changmo, inexplicably a little envious in her heart, there have been many fights over the years, but no one is looking at the audience.

Su Changmo glanced at Tang Ying and the others, signaled that he was okay, turned to look at the six people in front of him, and suddenly smiled presumptuously: "I have always been the best at closing the door and beating dogs." ”

The young man spoke, the green shirt was drumming, the sideburns and long hair were flying, bending over, striding vertically, punching, and rushing into the six-person encirclement, one sword and five swords, the sky and the earth.

Xiao An, who finally walked on the altar, still lagged behind a little when a few people surrounded and killed Su Changmo, although Su Changmo and Luo Sumu were also injured in the fight, but the impact was not too great, and they could provoke everyone present afterwards, obviously they had other plans, according to the caution of a few of them on Yuntao Mountain that day, today will not be on a whim, looking for death for no reason, there must be a backhand, Xiao An has been lagging behind, not going all out, but trying mostly.

As for the other people, even if they were eager to cut this young man with a thousand knives, they all tried their best, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly, and they really practiced for many years, and even if they were not very familiar with each other when they faced the enemy together, they were still quite disciplined.

After the previous few battles, these so-called Immortal Sect geniuses almost did not get a bargain, even if they won a few, it seemed that the other party had done it on purpose, so several of them were all holding back their anger, originally they were all aiming at their respective opponents, but after Su Changmo's such a high-flying and domineering provocation, they all turned the spearhead to the green-shirted young man who was getting more and more seriously injured on the field, and instead left the previous humiliation behind.

After all, he has been practicing on the mountain for many years, and even in the Xuanxian Realm, he is very experienced, Su Chang looked disorganized and stumbled in the midst of several people, as if he had been holding on to this day, but Su Changmo looked at the faces of the few people with the long sword in his hand, the anger on his face increased, the hatred deepened, and the young man smiled more presumptuously.

Now Su Changmo and the other party are actually very thin in spiritual power, and they can only rely on the moves to cooperate with each other, so although there is no vision on the altar, it is even more bloody, a sword and a sword are everywhere, a fist and a palm fall, and both sides are bloodshot, but Su Changmo's fighting spirit is high, and the rest of the people are indeed even more frowning. It stands to reason that several people should have killed this ant a long time ago, but unexpectedly, it was so long deadlocked, and the other party's expression was calm, he didn't care about the scars all over his body, and he coped with it a little more smoothly.

Su Changmo was stabbed in the shoulder by Tu Meng and Li Zixiang one after another, and was even slashed by Lang Ji's sword on his arm, and then Xiao An, who took the opportunity to enter, kicked him in the abdomen and flew upside down, Xiao An wanted to chase after him and take out the sword again, and then retreated, and rushed all the way away from the team of Lang Ji and others behind him, stopping at the edge of the altar, the young man's heart was tense, and he realized that several teenagers in front of him had no spiritual power on his body at this time, Xiao An's eyes were cracked, it turned out that Su Changmo was waiting for this moment.

If he made a brazen attack at the beginning, then he would definitely be defeated by several people joining forces, so even if he could seriously injure one or two people, he never chose to do so, but only tried his best to delay, at this time, everyone's spiritual power was exhausted, and his strength was the weakest, but it was his biggest opportunity, because his physical strength was far greater than that of everyone present, and Luo Sumu was a living example.

The moment Xiao An retreated, Su Changmo's eyes were cold, he raised his head and smiled, forcibly stopped his upside-down flying figure, stepped back, like an arrow off the string, a few points faster than just now, and instantly came around the five people, Lang Ji was the first to react, the sword came out like a dragon, blocking Su Changmo's whereabouts, taking advantage of Su Changmo's stagnation, another sword slashed towards the young man's face, and the rest of the people stabbed Su Changmo in the back.

Unexpectedly, Su Changmo stepped out in one step, the long sword in Langji's hand did not fall, Su Changmo had already arrived in front of Langji, and punched three times towards the heart, and Langji's body was scattered, and there was a faint light flickering under his clothes, like a porcelain about to crack, the long sword in the young man's hand had been taken off, Su Changmo turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Langji's back, and threw the young man with blood in his mouth to the place where he was originally standing, Tong Ye and the others' faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly collected their swords, but Tu Mengchong was the fastest, unable to return to the sky, and a sword pierced Langji's waist.

Su Changmo stepped out with one foot, Lang Ji's body separated several people behind him into two columns, Su Changmo swept towards Tu Meng who was slightly stunned with one leg, the cold young man panicked instantly, the long sword in his hand was a little unstable, slightly hesitant, raised the sword rung, Su Changmo smiled at the corner of his mouth, his right leg just shook in front of Tu Meng's eyes, but it did not fall on the young man, the moment his right foot landed, his left foot was raised, and a kick was in Tu Meng's ear, the young man's seven orifices were bleeding, and his eyes were full of gold stars。

When Su Changmo's left leg was not retracted, Xiao An instantly came to Su Changmo's back, the narrow knife was like a Jiao, Su Changmo seemed to have expected it, his body was slightly tilted, the long knife stabbed from the young man's armpit, bringing up a piece of blood, Su Changmo suddenly retreated, grabbed Xiao An's hand holding the knife, hit his right elbow back, smashed on Xiao An's cheek, instantly became unconscious, and fell softly.

At the same time, Tong Ye and Li Zixiang attacked left and right, attacking together, Su Changmo suddenly rose from the ground when the two of them had a long sword less than an inch in their chests, stepped on Tong Ye's forehead with one foot, and swung a fist at Li Zixiang, both of them had no spiritual power, and their reactions were slower than before, and Su Changmo's speed was better than before, without accident, one pink and one green two women, like a wind sweeping away leaves, drifting to both sides, convulsions all around, dying.

Su Changmo also fell to the ground in response, as if he had evacuated his spirit, his arms drooped, he vomited blood, and his eyes were confused.

There was no one standing on the stage.

Xu Jingmo and the others kept holding their breath, staring at Su Changmo and moving, and in an instant, everyone rushed towards the stage, but they were slapped back by Qi Kang after taking a few steps.

Almost at the same time as Su Changmo was at the end, Luo Sumu, who was unconscious on the ground, suddenly burst out, raised his sword and struck, and ghostly appeared behind Su Changmo, who was kneeling on the ground, and stabbed with his sword.

A bone breaking sound suddenly exploded, everyone on and off the stage was dumbfounded, when the long sword was about to die, Su Changmo suddenly disappeared, and appeared on Luo Sumu's side, grabbed Luo Sumu's wrist holding the sword with one hand, and made a knife with the palm of the other, and cut it in the air, Luo Sumu's arm was broken in response, and blood gushed like a spring.

Su Changmo staggered and said hoarsely, "Do you know that I have been waiting for you all along." ”

Before the words fell, the young man stepped on it, Luo Sumu's other arm was broken in response, Su Changmo knelt in front of Luo Sumu who collapsed to the ground, and said with a miserable smile: "If one day, they are harmed for no reason, I will step on the Nine Realms Holy Sect, and no people and animals will be left." ”

A thin young man in a blood-red shirt fell to the ground suddenly, and the heroic girl with narrow eyebrows and cold eyes instantly held the young man's cheek, her tentacles were cold, and blood was in her palm.

Qi Kang shook his robe, twisted his fingers, stared at Su Chang Mo for a long time, and there was no trace between his sleeves, and there was no one on the ground.

Xia Ling picked up the young man who struggled to open a gap in his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, why is this body so heavy, the girl dispelled the idea of letting Xu Jingmo carry Su Changmo on her back, bent down to pick up the young man, and got off the altar and walked towards the restaurant.

Xu had no intention of pouring himself in the house, holding the scroll lightly, without any melancholy, and the rest of the old turtles who got up angrily were tightly pressed down by an inexplicable force, sitting or standing, motionless, and everyone who was moving freely at this time looked up at the outside of the town, this force, is this the heaven and earth to the young man's heavenly protection?

Xia Ling walked in front with Su Changmo on his back, and Xu Jingmo walked in silence.

The girl didn't care at all that the blood in Su Changmo's mouth fell on her cheeks, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she muttered in a low voice, "Which of them is less talented than you, if you don't take care of them like this, you have to risk death to pull all the hatred on yourself to feel comfortable?" Is this your attention or your bullshit master's idea? Those sachets are also to prevent Xu Jingmo from killing those little turtles." ”

The boy was silent.

The girl smiled with her eyebrows, it turns out that you Su Changmo can also be so domineering, but I really underestimated you, but your scolding is really not good, it is not as good as Tang Ying, Xia Ling suddenly looked back at the unconscious young man, and asked: "Su Changmo, you are innocent on weekdays, and the bodhisattva's heart is not pretended, right? Have you started to calculate me from the first day? This has been the first time I have carried you." ”

The boy was silent, and the girl turned back.

The autumn breeze stirred her hair, and Xia Ling said quietly: "Yes, I didn't lose face today." ”

The corners of the young man's torn mouth twitched slightly, and the dazzling blood infected his long flowing hair.