Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Evil of Shamo
"Wait! It's not over yet, keep coming and die!"
Li Wei saw Pan Jiuming leave by himself, roared and then raised his feet to chase him, but just two steps, he felt that his whole body was soft and weak, and when he looked down, his wound from being bitten by a poisonous snake had begun to turn black, and after a blink of an eye, the skin of his whole body showed a faint purple, and he wanted to lift the internal force to force out the poisonous gas in his body, but no matter how hard he tried, the internal force in the dantian did not have the slightest reaction, and Li Wei's eyes were blurry at this time, he felt dizzy and difficult to breathe, and it didn't take long for him to fall to the ground and foam at the mouth and die。 Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"It seems that there are really masters in the desert, this kind of weird attack is rare in the Central Plains, let's be careful. ”
After hearing this, the two of them saw that the onlookers had dispersed, so they also followed back to the sand city, they found an inn to eat something, and asked the shopkeeper that the quicksand sect was thirty miles north of the city, so they decided to rest for one night and go to the quicksand sect tomorrow.
The next morning, Sima Mo and Qingliu got up early, although it is spring, but it is already very hot in the desert, the two bought two camels and walked to the north of Shacheng, until noon, a complex of buildings made of sand and stone appeared in front of them, presumably this is the quicksand sect.
"Aoyagi, why don't you stay here, I don't know what dangers are inside, I'll just go by myself. Sima Mo said.
"How can you do that? You came to the desert for my business, even if there is danger, I will be with you!"
Sima Mo thought about it, and felt that he couldn't persuade Qingliu, so he had to give up, and the two of them took their weapons and walked towards the Quicksand Sect. Sima Mo saw that this quicksand sect was actually more than a dozen rooms, and after tiptoeing around, he determined that the surrounding rooms were all inhabited by ordinary sect members, and the largest one in the middle did not know who lived there, thinking that it might be the leader of the quicksand sect, thinking of this, Sima Mo waved his brush and wrote a typo version of "Song of the Goose" in front of him, he didn't want to be an enemy, and he could directly solve some of the best.
After a poem was written, Sima Mo waved his brush, and a huge bear's paw phantom appeared in the air, and the bear's paw with a little golden light in the pure white stepped down, directly trampling on the two houses, and suddenly the surrounding sand and rocks were flying, as if a sandstorm was blowing, and when the dust settled, Sima Mo and the others looked, only to see a large area of blood appeared on the golden sand, all of which were the blood of the sect members who were killed by this sudden blow, and from the other rooms, more than a dozen people wrapped in turbans suddenly poured out, and a man also came out of the largest room in the middle, the other person was tall and thin, as if he had been in the sun for a long time, and the water in his body had been dried out, and his face was also dry, the two eyeballs were raised high, and they walked towards Sima Mo and the others with a long knife in their hands.
"Who are you, and why are you offending my quicksand?" the man asked.
"Who are you, the leader of the Quicksand Sect, that mysterious Sharo?" Sima Mo said.
"I am the Quicksand Sect's apologetic messenger, Shamo Evil!"
"Haha, it's you. ”
"What boy, do you know me?" said Shamo.
"Don't talk about these useless things, let this girl's parents go, or I'll set foot here today!" Sima Mo said, pointing at Qingliu.
"Hmph, what a big breath, I'll take a look if you step on one!" Shamo looked at Qingliu after speaking: "It turns out that you are not dead, do you know the fate of betraying the Quicksand Sect?"
"Shamo is evil, the quicksand sect is evil, I advise you to release my parents quickly, otherwise, as this son said, we will kill today!" said Aoyagi.
"Hmph, you and the parents of those people who help us outside have long since died, are you too stupid, if you want to see your parents, let's go underground to see you!"
After Sha Mo finished speaking, he raised the long knife to kill Sima Mo and the others, and Qing Liu heard him say that his parents were dead, and he was sad in his heart, and secretly vowed to destroy the quicksand sect, she held the zither in one hand, and plucked the strings with the other hand, and a cyan internal force immediately flew out and killed Sha Mo evilly. Sha Mo sneered evilly, and when Aoyagi's internal force reached his eyes, he slashed the long knife upward, directly splitting the internal force, but his own pace did not slow down at all.
Seeing that Sha Mo evil broke his attack, he was about to launch it again, but he didn't expect that the speed of Sha Mo evil had already reached his eyes, and he raised his knife to slash without saying a word, at this time, Sima Mo suddenly pushed away Qing Liu, and then said to her: "You go and deal with those sect members, leave it to me here!"
Knowing that she was not Samo's opponent, she had no choice but to turn to the quicksand sect members who were running with knives, she put the guzheng on the ground, and then sat cross-legged, her slender jade fingers flexibly plucked the strings, and a song that sounded soft but full of murderous intent sounded, and countless slender internal forces flew towards those sect members, making them difficult to deal with for a while.
Seeing that Qingliu was not in any danger, Sima Mo waved his pen to strike out a big character and retreated a distance, Sha Mo viciously swung the knife to break up the big character, and then quickly swung a knife at Sima Mo, and a pale yellow knife breath roared out, flying straight towards Sima Mo. Sima Mo was not panicked at this time, and wrote the word "protection" in front of him and then continued to write poems, "Go up to the west building alone without a word, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu", and Shamo's evil knife qi hit the "protection" On the word, the two moves were both canceled out, and at this time Sima Mo waved his pen again, and the ancient poem flew forward, gradually merging into an ancient sage phantom, the phantom held a long sword and stabbed at Sha Mo evil, Sha Mo evil did not dare to take it lightly, he found that this sage was formed by internal force, and this internal force was very deep, so he wanted to solve this sage first and then attack Sima Mo.
But in this way, Sima Moke was happy, in the process of Shamo's evil and sage's moves, he had plenty of time to write the next poem, but he felt that Shamo's evil light skill should be good, although the big bear's paw has strong attack power, but it is not so easy to use in the face of the enemy with flexible body, so he lifted his internal force, his whole body was shrouded in white light, and he wrote the poem when he duel with Zhang Ji in front of him, "Drunk and pick up the lamp to see the sword, and dream back to blow the horn and camp." Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield"!
Sha Mo evil was fighting with the sage at this time, although he was skilled, but it was impossible to get rid of it immediately, and at this time, he suddenly saw Sima Mo waving the brush, and then there was a very huge sound of horses' hooves and roars around him, he was surprised in his heart, and for some reason he always felt a little uneasy, and after blocking the sage's sword, he looked at Sima Mo, only to see Sima Mo looking at himself with a smile, and the dust behind him was flying, and the sound of horses' hooves and roars in the dust, The sound of weapons colliding is incessant, as if you are in an ancient battlefield.
The large piece of sand and dust attacked him, Sha Mo squinted his eyes and took a closer look, only to see that not far from him appeared an ancient general of Jin Ge Iron Horse, the war horse under the crotch was rushing towards him angrily, he just wanted to dodge, but found that behind the ancient general, there were thousands of troops and horses, this sand and dust is generated when thousands of troops and horses run, this army occupies a large area of desert horizontally, and there is no place to hide!
The Qingliu and Quicksand Sect members who were fighting on the side also stopped when they saw this scene, looking at the scene in front of them stupidly, they couldn't believe their eyes, and some of them even began to think that they were obviously fighting with the enemy, but why did they suddenly enter a battlefield?
Sha Mo Evil quickly retreated, thinking about how to deal with it in his mind, and then suddenly Sima Mo's voice came from the dust: "Sha Mo Evil, how about my move? The effect of using this trick in the desert is really good, it is quite suitable for the scene!haha!"
"Bastard! It's just a trick to scare children, I don't believe they can fight!"
After Sha Mo Wei finished speaking, he stopped retreating, and rushed towards the army with a long knife in both hands, Sima Mo saw clearly in the sand and dust at this time, and said lightly, "Looking for death".
Sha Mo evil approached the leader of the general and then jumped over, and then the long knife slashed down, the general blocked at will after the enemy, immediately collapsed and disappeared without a trace, Sha Mo evil saw that a move worked, happily continued to swing the knife to slash, those soldiers behind are not as good as the general, even too late to resist was killed by the evil of Sha Mo, Sha Mo evil with his flexible body, in and out of the army, the long knife in his hand is cold, slashing down, with half a pillar of incense work, he finally destroyed the army evolved into this internal force, and Sima Mo also appeared not far from him, looking at him with disdain。
Sha Mo saw Sima Mo's expression was furious, and his moves were broken by himself and he was so arrogant, so he kicked his feet and slashed at Sima Mo like lightning, and when he was only a few feet away from Sima Mo, he found that Sima Mo suddenly laughed, and began to speculate in his heart about what was going on, but it was this speculation that he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and the internal force in his body immediately dissipated, and his feet could no longer step out, he looked down in surprise, and saw the tip of a white light long sword appear in front of his chest.
"Master, I saw a word in your eyes, that is, 'surprise', you better quickly look back and see how you died!"
After listening to Sima Mo's words, Sha Mo turned his head slowly, only to see the sage who had fought with him before standing behind him expressionlessly, and the long sword in his hand had pierced his body, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down the wound, Sha Mo was extremely angry in disgust, and just wanted to shout, but suddenly Sima Mo covered his mouth by Sima Mo in front of him, and then Sima Mo raised the brush in his hand and swiped it lightly, and a terrifying wound appeared in Sha Mo's throat.