After the blow, Luo Sumu gathered his sword and gathered momentum, no longer in a hurry to make a move, the young man looked at Su Changmo, who was still out of shape after the fight in front of him, and said provocatively: "I know why Xu Jingmo rejected the hospitality of the Lingxu Continent and insisted on going to my Nine Realms Holy Sect, but he will not get what he wants, I will let him live extremely comfortably." ”

Su Changmo retracted his fists, pressed his hands down on his abdomen, and a shallow layer of extremely condensed pale green aura on the outside of his clothes instantly entered his body, and the sound of bone pipa rattling faintly came from his body.

"You are not his opponent in the same realm today, and you can only suppress him for a while tomorrow, as for the future...... You can't reach it. ”

Su Changmo's words were neither slow nor slow, as if he was serving wine to people in a restaurant, listening to the breeze and clouds, it was very comfortable.

Xu Jingmo is the child king among several people, and he has been able to be "supported" by everyone over the years, not only because of domineering, but also because of his more casual nature, and he can rarely be a friend under coercion , can accept his domineering without complaints, which shows that he has extremely outstanding features, he does not lose to Mu Haoru in reading, Tang Ying is not lost in cleverness, and kindness is actually not lost to Su Changmo, and domineering and majestic is the first, so all this makes everyone trust, close, and rely on.

That one-sided temperament is a great talent to do capital, even if he is now on the road of cultivation, Su Changmo is still sure that Xu Jingmo is still on the top, and in the same situation, he will not lose to any foreign genius, except for Miss Xia.

Luo Sumu bent his knees and stepped back to hold his sword, "I haven't fought with him, how can you know that I can't win against him? ”

"Because of me. Su Chang Mo Yan didn't say anything, and punched blatantly, although there was no aura around his body, but in Luo Sumu's eyes, he was aggressive and imposing.

The young man swung his sword and swept away, and a ripple of sword qi shook out, far from the sword ruler, the chill was pressing, but Luo Sumu himself was indeed dissatisfied, after all, he was suppressed to the Xuanfetus realm, and the aura that could be called was too low, otherwise the power of this sword would be enough to kill the young man in front of him.

When Su Changmo was approaching with the sword qi, his body suddenly leaned back, flush with the ground, and rotated around with his feet as the axis, and after the sword qi reached in an instant, he faced Luo Sumu and smashed towards the young man's face with a punch.

After Luo Sumu swept, the long sword left his hand and pulled a sword flower behind him, landed steadily in the other hand, and slashed down towards Su Changmo's punching hand, Su Changmo turned his fist into a palm, and grabbed Luo Sumu's wrist, Luo Sumu's empty right hand smashed into Su Changmo's chest with a fist, and the young man looked at a green shirt with a slight hint in his eyes, in the end, he was the least talented, just this little catty?

There was a muffled sound.

Luo Sumu bent sideways, still being knocked to the edge of the altar, his sword stuck in the altar, his heels dangling in the air. At the last moment, Su Changmo suddenly raised his knee and hit his ribs, the point was that he had obviously found out but had no time to deal with it, and the speed of that knee far exceeded the physical strength of Xuan Xiu in the Xuan Fetus Realm.

"Are you taking the path of practicing boxing and refining your body?" Luo Sumu walked forward and said suspiciously.

Su Changmo Zhenyi clenched his fists again, "The talent is too shallow, so I can only polish my body first." ”

This time Su Changmo opened his mouth to talk, but it made Luo Sumu's brows furrow even tighter, this is not normal, the Holy Sect of the Nine Realms is known as the number one immortal sect in the world, and there has never been a way to polish the human body to this point in the Xuanxian Realm, let alone these other sects, Luo Sumu stared at Su Changmo in the green shirt, as if he saw the man in Tsing Yi who had nothing to do in the restaurant, who was he? Su Changmo was not chosen by any sect, he could only get the exercises from him, but if he was a master outside the world, would his heartless uncle not be able to see it?

Under the immortals, the world is invincible, and that is never a false name.

Su Changmo slowly exhaled a breath, and his mind gradually settled down, in fact, before he fought with Luo Sumu, he was still worried, after all, he was fighting alone, and he had not even reached the Xuanfetus Realm, so he was a little weak-hearted.

So the previous two fights, in fact, it was also to try the other party's virtual reality, Luo Sumu's strength is definitely not low, otherwise it will not attract these foreign teenagers to look at it, fortunately, Uncle Da's set of medicinal bath methods and the "three-yuan Xuanti" seem to have an excellent effect, after the trial fight, Su Changmo gave birth to an illusion, and now he is crushing Luo Sumu.

Now that he has confidence, the young man wants to try, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he blinks in front of Luo Sumu, with long swords and fists, not giving in to each other, Luo Sumu has practiced for many years after all, although Su Changmo made a sudden move, but the young man dealt with it quite well, he was punched a few times from time to time, but he could also leave a few sword marks on Su Changmo's body, the only difference was that Su Changmo's smile deepened, but Luo Sumu's face was pale, Su Changmo's punches became more and more aggressive, and his defense was gradually stretched.

After a sword blocked Su Changmo's fist, Luo Sumu suddenly retreated, retreating directly to the edge of the altar, taking advantage of this moment of the world, stabilized his mind, the sword momentum changed greatly, and he took the initiative to attack, and Su Changmo was forced to defend on the field, Luo Sumu, who had the upper hand, still looked displeased, and every time his strength increased by a few points, Su Changmo also raised a few points of strength, but every time he stopped at a situation that was a little weaker than himself, so that Luo Sumu was angry, the long sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the sword move was becoming more and more tricky, which was not at all like the previous Zhengda Bright。

The two figures are tossed and turned, following each other on the field, inseparable, the muffled hum of fists to flesh, the sound of long swords cutting through green shirts, such as piano and song, one after another, endlessly.

Xia Ling patted the clothes behind him, and walked to the place where he stood with Xu Jingmo and others, the autumn water rippled between his eyebrows and eyes, the waves flickered, and the joy was abnormal, in the end, he didn't waste his own "little master" for many days of shooting, look at this posture is still a small achievement, it seems that a good apprentice still has to have a good master, and the man in Tsing Yi can teach a fart.

Maybe others can't see it clearly, and they only think that Su Changmo can barely parry Luo Sumu's attack, but he knows very well that no matter how strong you become, I can control myself to be faintly weaker than you is actually a win, and a big win, and it can be regarded as a silent humiliation, but Charlene knows that the elm head on the stage definitely does not have such a vicious mind, in his eyes, maybe it is just fun. But Luo Sumu, absolutely want to get it.

The long sword took the initiative to retreat again, Su Changmo did not pursue, he also calmed down, and began to try, it is better to be cautious, but after being cautious, it should be a little sharp, so that that thing can be more effective.

Luo Sumu stared at Su Changmo, who was calm as usual, with vicious eyes, and burst out with his sword, since you are willing to show weakness to the enemy, be opportunistic, and humiliate others, then I will fulfill you, so that once you show weakness, there will be no turning over, on the long sword, a touch of red light flashes, bright red.

Su Changmo wore a green shirt and didn't face the hunting sound of the sword qi tearing head-on, the young man looked up at Luo Sumu who volleyed out of the sword, and smiled, no matter how high the young man jumped in front of him, it was not as high as the high on the long street that day, after all, something was missing, and he was instantly distracted, Su Changmo slowly stretched out his hand towards the sky, and the young man in the air seemed to be able to tear it off with one hand.

The sword went into the shoulder, the fist reached the heart,-for-tat, one touch was divided, both of them exerted all their strength, and the power was even more than a moment ago.

Luo Sumu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were surprised, this punch is too heavy!

Su Changmo didn't care about the injury at all, his speed was a few points faster, chasing the backward Luo Sumu and punching again and again, the sword was fast and the punch was faster, if it was an ordinary person's eyes, at this time, he could not see the direction of the two people's moves clearly, only a sword light was brilliant.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the long sword "clanging" on the ground, and the two figures in the field gradually slowed down, and the long sword in Luo Sumu's hand was smashed on the wrist by Su Changmo and took off.

Luo Sumu kicked Su Changmo away with one leg, bent down to pick up the sword, and there was no aura to control back into his hand, but Su Changmo, who was obviously going backwards, suddenly appeared next to Luo Sumu, and kicked Luo Sumu who was bent over, and the young man was instantly kicked on the top of Su Changmo's head, and the blood in Luo Sumu's mouth volleyed down.

Su Chang raised his eyes slightly, the sun was in the sky, and Luo Sumu, who was still flying up, was small and abnormal, squatted down on his knees, and suddenly got up, the young man glanced at Xia Ling in the audience, his eyebrows and eyes rose, Miss Xia, I learned this trick.

Su Changmo, who rose from the ground, was as tall as Luo Sumu in an instant, and Luo Sumu, who was at a loss, had no power to fight back, the young man gritted his teeth, wondering, why was his aura so weak, why he could fight for so long without exhaustion, and it still seemed that he had not exhausted his strength.

Su Changmo suddenly spoke: "I said, from now on, Xu Jingmo will not be able to reach you, there are a few people at that time, and you have no chance of winning the others, even if I am the most talented." ”

Su Changmo threw three punches in a row, smashing Luo Sumu off the altar, the young man was unconscious and dying, Su Changmo put away his fist and got up, and kicked the curled Luo Sumu under the altar with one kick, Yaoyao said: "You are still far away." ”。

Su Changmo raised his head and smiled, after all, he was not as good as Miss Xia, he was smashed down with a punch from the void a hundred zhang high, and today Luo Sumu is only five zhang.

The autumn wind was cool, the green shirt was stained with blood, and the big and small sword wounds were all over the eyes, Su Changmo took his hands behind his back, stepped to the side of the altar, looked at Xiao An and the others, and laughed loudly: "All of you in the audience are garbage." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, Qi Kangjiu raised the teacup and didn't drink, Xu Jingmo and the others were dumbfounded, is this still Su Changmo? Tang Ying instantly felt that something was wrong, why was the audience full of garbage? I was also offstage, I just wanted to speak, but suddenly shut up, at such a critical juncture, I can't spoil Lao Mo's mighty and domineering, endure it, endure it.

Xia Ling shook her head and smiled bitterly, I see, but why bother.

Su Changmo raised his hand and pointed at Xiao An and the others in turn, domineering, "I'm one, I'm going to pick you up alone, do you dare?"

Xiao An shook the handle of the knife lightly and laughed coldly: "What do you want?

Su Changmo was rare to see, and his face was full of banter, "You are only worthy of hiding under the protection of the sect, the fox is fake and the tiger is powerful, and you are domineering, if you put these aside, you are only strong on the outside, and weak on the outside." "The arrogant young man, pretending to be calm and feeling weak, scolding himself is really not good at it, three or two sentences are already poor words, scolding is not heart-wrenching, it seems that there is more to read, the book said, the reader scolds people that is the most heart-wrenching.

Su Changmo turned his head back to the middle of the altar, raised his hand and hooked his fingers, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come to war!"