Chapter Seventy-Five: The Demise of the Tianchi Killer (1)
"It's a loss, it's a big loss. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "On the way back to the World Meeting, Ma Xiaoming kept regretting.
"I should have put a few more vials of blood anyway, I'm too poor. Ma Xiaoming muttered, "Since it likes my chakra so much, it should be exchanged for unicorn blood, how can I give it for nothing, no wonder it eats my chakra and disappears quickly, it is afraid that I will let its blood." ”
"It's unlucky, but it doesn't matter, when you sign a psychic contract with it in the future, you can let out as much blood as you want when the time comes. Ma Xiaoming thought secretly. At the same time, a certain sleeping divine beast in the Lingyun Cave thousands of miles away was
I was chilled, and then I curled up hard, felt the temperature rise a little, and continued to fall asleep.
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Leyang Town, Welcome Building.
Leyang Town is a small town more than 100 miles away from the general altar of the Tianxia Association, because it was late, Ma Xiaoming decided to settle in the town and continue to rush the next day.
Yingbin Building is the best restaurant in the town, and it is also the best inn. After ordering some food in the private room on the second floor, Ma Xiaoming began to close his eyes and recuperate.
Soon, a junior servant brought the meal, and the rather old junior servant greeted while serving: "Guest officer, use it slowly." ”
Ma Xiaoming sighed and said lightly: "I suddenly wanted to eat something, but I didn't expect it to be so unappetizing." "That's true, I could have eaten the food in the space baggage directly, but I suddenly wanted to eat some ancient food, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.
Xiao Er's body trembled, and he said flatteringly: "I don't know if it's the small one that obstructs the eyes of the guest officer, if so, the little one will leave immediately." ”
"It's not that you're getting in my way. Ma Xiaoming said lightly, "It's just that there is more poison in these good dishes, which destroys the taste of these ingredients, which is regrettable." ”
Hearing this, Xiao Er retreated wildly, fit and crashed into the window, shouting: "Defeat, let's go together." ”
There was a loud "boom", the wall of the private room had been broken, and a giant fat ball with a diameter of more than two meters hit Ma Xiaoming, and at the same time, a short old woman holding a broken fan appeared next to the fat ball, and I saw her shake her hand, and the colorful poisonous snake flew out with the fan.
The previous Xiao Er took out a broom out of nowhere, and the broom was danced vigorously by him, and no one knew that this dry and thin Xiao Er would be a master.
In an instant, Ma Xiaoming fell into the siege of the three.
"You made a total of three mistakes, do you know?" Ma Xiaoming said lightly. At this time, he still had time to say such things.
The short old woman wished he was distracted at this time, and immediately asked, "Oh, I don't know which three?"
Ma Xiaoming replied: "First of all, this little second brother shouldn't have worn an eye patch when he pretended to be a little er, where could there be such a non-mainstream little two?" As soon as the words fell, Ma Xiaoming turned his sword into a sword and slashed towards Xiao Er.
Immortal swordsmanship - force split Huashan, with a "snap", Xiao Er's broom broke in half, and then Xiao Er's body was broken in half, and blood sprayed everywhere.
"I'm sorry, I can't control the force. Ma Xiaoming looked at his palm, as if apologizing for not controlling his strength well, "The second mistake is that this master who has practiced the miraculous skill of "Zhan Tian Huaqi", maybe for others, no one can break his hard skills, but unfortunately I practice swords." The thumb, ring, and little finger of the right palm were all withdrawn, and only the middle finger of the index was exposed, turning into a sword finger and poking it in the direction of the fat ball.
Immortal swordsmanship - a thousand armies are changing, "poof......", like the sound of a leaky ball, the fat ball is poked in pair, and the body becomes smaller, and finally becomes a dry and thin person shaped like a skeleton, with a hole in the chest, running through the front and back, spitting blood, only the breath out, no incoming gas.
Ma Xiaoming's left hand was not idle, his sword fingers swiped back and forth, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the group of poisonous snakes that flew was cut into countless pieces.
Seeing the death of the two companions, the short old woman still had a smile on her face and asked, "I don't know what the third mistake is?"
Ma Xiaoming didn't answer this question, but smiled and asked, "Are you waiting for me to be poisoned?" When the old woman heard this, her face changed drastically, and she turned around and fled.
"Hehe, the internal skills I practiced are just enough to restrain poisons, and you can be regarded as dead. The sword finger of the right hand stabbed out again, and the same move was used by a thousand troops, and the old woman's body was like a thunderbolt, and a blood hole appeared in the middle of her stomach, and there was no blood for a while, until it fell to the ground, and the blood was broken like a water tank, and it flowed all over the ground.
"Is this the third mistake we have made?" asked the old woman, who had been so badly beaten, still struggling, still not dead.
"No, the third mistake you made was that you Tianchi Twelve Demons did not take my life at the same time, but sent the three of you to die first. Otherwise, I'll be a little bit in danger. As if he was fulfilling her wish, Ma Xiaoming answered her question, looked down at her, but found that her eyes were staring, she was already angry, and she didn't know if she heard it.
Ma Xiaoming shook his hand, as if his hands were stained with blood. Then there was a wild rush of the body, and the chakra sprinted, instantly smashing through the wall of the restaurant and landing on the street.
"Since you're here, let's all come out. Ma Xiaoming's chakra sense was fully opened, and he instantly felt nine powerful breaths of life around him.
The five people flashed out and attacked Ma Xiaoming.
"Alas, I said that you have to shoot together, and the twelve of you may not be able to hurt me if you shoot together, not to mention that there are only nine left, and you still refuse to do it together now, it's just self-defeating, you know. ”
In the face of the siege of five people, Ma Xiaoming did not take a defensive position, did not retreat but advanced, his palms turned into a sword shape, and the person spun like a spinning top and rushed forward.
Immortal swordsmanship - charging into battle. Although Ma Xiaoming only had two hands, the sword qi released from his body reached seventy or eighty, blocking all the opponent's attacks in an instant, knocking the five people away.
The opponent's formation was chaotic, Ma Xiaoming took the opportunity to kill them one by one, and the swordsmanship of the broken army was fully used, and the stumps and broken arms continued to fly.
The head of a man wearing a Peking Opera mask was cut off entirely, and his body fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Ma Xiaoming shook his right hand, chakra sprinted again, and instantly came behind a short and fat man with an extremely ugly face, and before he could react, he was detained by Ma Xiaoming's head.
The sword qi erupted, and there was nothing wrong with his appearance, but the liquid flowing from his nostrils showed that his brain had been cut into a pot of porridge by the sword qi.
"Wang ......" A dog barked out, Ma Xiaoming felt that his hand was bitten, looked at his wrist, and it turned out that an extremely vicious Shar Pei dog appeared out of nowhere, biting Ma Xiaoming's right wrist fiercely and not letting go.