Seeing this, Xiao Mo looked stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info from the qi around Uncle Xiao, he could feel that this was at least a powerful aura that only a first-class master had.

Dead Xiaomo didn't dare to slack off, he pulled the sword in his hand and waited for it.

"Uncle Xiao, please advise!"

"And it's optimistic. Xiao Bao said nothing, his arms were lucky, and his whole body was angry.

"Domineering blood, desert lonely smoke!"

shouted loudly, but saw the iron gun in Xiao Bao's hand stabbing from afar, not hurrying, not impartial. Obviously, it doesn't look like a very fast shot, but it makes people feel like they can't dodge.

The dead Xiao Mo was awe-inspiring, he carried the sword in his hand, and used the method of breaking the gun taught by his father on weekdays, and stabbed it out with a sword. Anticipate the enemy's moves, and attack the enemy's moves.

Without the sonorous and piercing Jin Ge symphony, without the flashy tricks, Xiao Bao has already changed his tricks to save himself.

Dead Xiao Mo didn't wait for his iron spear to wrap around the sword in his hand, and attacked it in another direction, sweeping the horizontal sword.

I only heard the crisp sound of "Qiang!", and I don't know when Xiao Bao had already slanted out his spear and blocked the sudden sword of Dead Xiao Mo.

"Tyrannical two styles, the sunset of the long river!"

Without waiting for Xiao Mo to react, Xiao Bao had already made another move.

I saw Xiao Bao's iron spear held high, the person stood upright, and the whole person and the gun were integrated, the person was the gun, and the gun was the person. In an instant, the spear held high in the air slowly pressed down, and the more the body of the spear was pressed down, the faster it became. At that moment, Dead Xiao Mo only felt a feeling of scorching sun pressing on his heart inexplicably, depressed, filling his whole body, and his movements seemed to become sluggish.

"Drink!" Dead Xiao Mo urged his internal strength, the green tendons on his hands were violent, and the green silk on his sideburns was raised without wind.

At the moment when the internal force surged all over his body, the dead Xiao Mo quickly swung out a sword, wanting to repeat the old trick and attack Xiao Bao's door again.

It's just that the same mistake, falling twice may happen to others, but it is unlikely to happen to Xiao Bao, who has been a helper for many years.

Sure enough, I saw that when the sword swung by Death Xiao Mo was halfway through, the falling spear slammed into the body of the sword that Death Xiao Mo swung. A huge force, while the spear hit the sword body, suddenly spread from the sword, and the dead Xiao Mo only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, his five fingers were loosened, and the sword in his hand narrowly escaped.

Dead Xiao Mo gritted his teeth, clenched his long sword and attacked again, the sword light was cold, but the meaning of the fierce was lacking. Xiao Bao chuckled, raised his gun, "Bang!" sounded, and the dead Xiao Mo had already lost his weapon.

"Uncle Xiao......" Xiao Mo was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would be defeated like this, he was defeated so easily, and even the talisman weapon was knocked out in less than three moves.

"Hehe!" Xiao Bao threw it casually, and the spear seemed to have eyes, and it fell back into the weapon rack with a "whoosh". He took a few steps forward, came to the side of the dead Xiao Mo, stretched out a hand and patted the dead Xiao Mo's shoulder. Said earnestly:

"Xiao Mo, you don't have to be discouraged, this blood marksmanship is domineering, and now I have only practiced two styles. Each style of this marksmanship carries infinite power, and ordinary masters can not easily resist it. You can hold out to the second form under me, and the defeat is not too ugly. There are very few people above the rivers and lakes who can reach your level. ”

When Xiao Mo heard this, his heart turned out to be like this! No wonder he took a move from him, and when he took out his sword for the second time, his hand began to disobey the call. Uncle Xiao simply lifted the gun, and he lost his talisman weapon.

The relieved Xiao Mo said to Xiao Bao with a solemn face: "Uncle Xiao, Xiao Mo knows." ”

"Well," Xiao Bao nodded and taught: "It's good that you know, there are countless strange moves in the martial arts, and Uncle Xiao is so powerful when he accidentally gets the blood spear, it is difficult to guarantee that others also have such strange martial arts moves." Therefore, when you walk on the rivers and lakes in the future, remember not to underestimate the enemy. ”

After saying that, he changed his words and suddenly said: "I don't see that you don't have a blade in your hand, so I'll give you a strange weapon today!"

Xiao Bao has been the leader of the Axe Gang for several years, and the Axe Gang has collected a lot of good things.

When Xiao Mo heard what he said, he couldn't help but blush, and he only felt that his face was burning in panic. He lived with his father in Sanssouci Valley, where there was no turmoil and strife in the rivers and lakes, and where would he carry any murderous weapons. Subsequently, although he killed countless people in the original Dali and practiced swords for a year, the sword in his hand was also changed again and again, and he never found a blade to take advantage of.

Now that he heard Uncle Xiao say that he was going to give him weapons, he was naturally very happy in his heart. While being happy, he didn't forget to thank him:

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao. ”

"What did you say! Xiao Bao slapped Xiao Mo's straight back with his big hand, "You come with me." ”

After saying that, Xiao Bao stepped forward, and Xiao Mo kept up.

The two of them left the martial arts training ground and came to a small attic. There is no attic in the memory of Xiao Mo, it must have been built after Uncle Xiao Bao Xiao moved in.

There was a large lock on the door to enter the pavilion, and there were two caretakers on both sides of the door, so you could see that this was not an easy place.

"Uncle Xiao, what is this?" Dead Xiao Mo looked at Xiao Bao suspiciously.

"Go, open the door!" Xiao Bao didn't answer his question, but said to the two men who were standing on guard.

"Yes, helper!" The two of them each took out a key from their bodies, and then stepped forward to insert the two ends of the big lock, "Click!" There was a soft sound, and the lock automatically unlocked. It turned out that this big lock was specially ordered by Xiao Bao to be built, and two keys needed to be inserted at the same time to unlock it.

"Xiao Mo, you come with me. Xiao Bao commanded, and then walked towards the attic. Dead Xiao Mo answered, and then followed.

Entering the attic, Xiao Mo found that there were many blades inside. Most of them are cold and sharp, and you can see that they are not ordinary at a glance.

In addition to a few blades that can be seen to be excellent with the discerning eye, there are also some that look less remarkable. For example, a rusty short dagger on the booth, such as a patina Guan Gong knife standing diagonally in the corner of the wall, and on the sword platform, there is a long sword made of bone!

"Xiao Mo, this is where Uncle Xiao collects weapons, you can see if there is anything you like. If there is, then you have to pick it up quickly, otherwise I won't give it to you if you want it in the future. Xiao Bao saw the look of surprise in the eyes of the dead Xiaomo, and couldn't help but say half-jokingly and half-seriously.

In fact, he was telling the truth, since the attic was built, the contents have never been in and out. The weapons that can enter here are all some of the best products selected by Xiao Bao, which are either strange, ancient, or sharp.

Dead Xiao Mo listened to his words and did not respond, but walked forward and walked in the direction where the sword platform was.

Xiao Bao saw his actions and smiled slightly: "I knew you would go there!"

Dead Xiao Mo walked to the edge of the sword platform, and his eyes crossed over a sword with a cold light. But there were so many swords, and he didn't hold back at all, and all the way down, he finally stopped at the strange bone sword.

"What, are you interested in this strange sword?" Xiao Bao had been following behind him, and when he saw him looking at the bone sword, he asked out loud.

"Hmm. Dead Xiao Mo nodded lightly. "What kind of sword is this?"

"Well, I don't know what kind of sword it is. Xiao Bao replied, "I bought it from a disciple in the gang a year ago, and the disciple told me at that time that he bought it from a Tufuzi (1)." Although this sword is strange, its sharpness is only comparable to that of ordinary iron swords. It doesn't take much advantage of being practical, but because its sword is hard to hurt and very hard, I have collected it here. ”

(If you want to know what happens next, the situation will be broken down.) ）

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(1) Tufuzi refers to tomb robbers.