"Look at the move!" Duan Xing shouted, turned around, the surrounding magnetic field changed instantly, and the "Dou Zhuan Star Shift" came out, and returned all the "Flame Knife" called by Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi was a class taller than ordinary people, and when he saw Duan Xing's movements, he was taken aback, and immediately recognized the way of martial arts, and after flashing his "Flame Knife", he shouted: "How can you know the Murong family's 'use the way of the other and give back to the other'?"

Duan Xing's black hair was flying, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see the bottom, his feet were slightly off the ground, and he was floating in mid-air, showing a meaningful smile at Gu Mozhi, and said: "Your Excellency, as a national teacher of Tubo, since you can learn 'Ling Bo Weibu' from Li Qiushui, the princess of Western Xia, how can this king not learn the mastery of the Murong family?"

Gu Mozhi was frightened again, and said in his heart: "This secret is only known to me and her, how can this son know, could it be that she can't tell it?" Thinking of Li Qiushui, who had a 'dew marriage' with him, he actually had an inexplicable and unclear relationship with the prince of Dali in front of him, and Gu Mozhi's heart was as uncomfortable as overturning the vinegar altar. "If it weren't for the close relationship between the two of them, how could she tell this son about her relationship with me, and I wonder where this son learned the 'Ling Bo Weibu', so it seems that she also taught it. ”

Gu Mozhi has already attributed all the problems to Li Qiushui, and as for whether it is possible for the princess of Western Xia to have a relationship with the teenage Duan Xing, Gu Mozhi has automatically ignored the past.

Forcibly suppressing the anger that was about to erupt, the shrewdness of the past in Haruma's eyes had been lost, replaced by a thick look of jealousy. For men. "Green hat" is such a thing, even the most enlightened and generous person can't accept it calmly, although strictly speaking, the person who is wearing a hat should be the king of Western Xia, and it has nothing to do with Gu Mozhi, but Gu Mozhi doesn't think so.

Although Kumachi still maintained a far-fetched smile on his face, the face of the Buddha's phantom who had been smiling behind him gradually became hideous, like the evil ghost Yaksha from hell, no longer regaining the appearance of a high monk.

The expression on his face was cloudy, and he suddenly said, "Hahaha." Unexpectedly, the prince of Dali had a similar experience with the poor monk. It really makes the poor monk feel like a confidant, so let's stop and make peace, the prince will copy a copy of the sword spectrum of the 'Six Veins Divine Sword' to me, and the poor monk is also willing to pass on the kung fu of the 'Flame Knife' to the prince. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not satisfied. The poor monk also has the 'Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts' in his hand, and he can also copy a copy and deliver it to the prince. I don't know what the prince thinks?" said Kumachi generously.

It's not that Gu Mozhi doesn't want to take Duan Xing directly. I really can't beat Duan Xing, and my "Flame Knife" looks more powerful than Duan Xing's "Six-Vein Divine Sword", but it is not as fast and dense as the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" in terms of speed and attack density. Others may not have seen it just now. Gu Mozhi's heart is like a mirror, when the two just fought, Gu Mozhi's attack frequency was lower than Duan Xing, but the number of dodges was obviously much higher than Duan Xing, "Ling Bo Weibu" is wonderful, under a long fight, there will inevitably be mistakes, and if the time comes, if Duan Xing hits the "Six Veins Divine Sword", he must be seriously injured.

This battle also made Gu Mozhi more greedy for the "Six Veins Divine Sword", and any "Flame Knife", "Shaolin Stunt" and the like could be taken out to exchange with Duan Xing. It's not that Shaolin stunts are bad, it's just that I haven't learned Shaolin skills, and the Shaolin stunts that are urged by "Xiao Wuxianggong" are always a little regrettable, and I can't do my best.

Duan Xing was unmoved, the "Flame Knife" himself couldn't look down on, and the "Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts" he had, not to mention that Gu Mozhi's hole cards were not enough to exchange for his own mastery, even if Gu Mo Zhi really came up with something that could make Duan Xing's heart move, Duan Xing would never change it, and the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" was a means of defeating the enemy that he relied on to survive, and it could never be passed on.

Duan Xing's eyes showed a look of ridicule, and said: "'King Dalun Ming' is really very wide-ranging, and he is in Tubo, not only has he learned the martial arts of the princess of Western Xia, but he can also get the 'Shaolin Seventy-two Skills' of the Great Song Kingdom, which really impresses this king." It's just that King Ming's wishful thinking is about to fail, and the king's 'six-vein sword' will never be passed on, if King Ming can exchange it for a naked portrait of the princess of Western Xia, this king may think about it. ”

"You ......" Gu Mozhi's eyes were full of fire, and when he was about to attack the flames, he remembered that he couldn't beat Duan Xing, so he pressed it down in time, and said in his heart: "This son dares to fool me, it is really an unforgivable sin, if the poor monk has the opportunity, he will definitely let him go to the eighteenth layer of hell, his soul will be tortured endlessly, so that he will never be able to live beyond his life." The image of the Buddha's light appeared on his face again, and he said with a smile: "The prince said that he laughed, since the prince was unwilling, the poor monk did not force it, but the wish of the old friend was difficult, and the poor monk felt deeply guilty, so he went back to recite the Buddhist scriptures to eliminate the sinful karma in the heart of the poor monk." Farewell!"

Gu Mozhi turned to Duan Yanqing and said, "Let's go!"

Duan Xing sneered, and after Gu Mozhi turned around completely, a "Shangyang Sword" hit Gu Mozhi's back, Gu Mozhi's back seemed to have eyes, and before Duan Xing's attack was implemented, "Ling Bo Weibu" was displayed, dodged, turned around and shouted: "The dignified Prince of Dali is like a despicable villain, secretly plotting behind his back, which is really a shame for the face of the entire Dali Kingdom." A "Flame Knife" shook his hand and slashed at Duan Xing.

Duan Xing's fingers were connected, and the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" shot out, and at the same time, the dark luck "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", from time to time, he bounced back the "Flame Knife" of Gu Mozhi, and the Gu Mozhi who hit him was tired of dodging, embarrassed, and snorted coldly: "King Ming can come if he wants to come, and he can leave if he wants to, and he can't do it when he is here in Tubo." This is my territory in Dali, and if this king doesn't agree with you to go, you can't go. "Sigh" is another "Shaochong sword", and the "snort" grazed over Gu Mozhi's face, drawing a bloody mark.

Gu Mozhi finally changed his face, his expression was no longer smiling calmly, his eyes swept around, and he "brushed" two flame knives, one hit Zhong Wanqiu and Gan Baobao who were supporting each other, and the other hit Zhong Ling who was holding the "lightning marten" in his arms.

"Shameless!" Liewang yelled, and even Pongja, who was indifferent and not good at expressing himself in words, nodded and agreed with Liewang's words.

Duan Xing didn't care about beating Gu Mozhi anymore, and a little ground under his feet quickly skimmed towards Zhong Ling. At the same time, aiming at the air fluctuations, the little finger of his right hand moved, and the "Shaochong Sword" hit out, just half a meter in front of Zhong Ling, the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" was the lightest and fastest, and the "Shaochong Sword" came later, catching up with Gu Mozhi's "Flame Knife", the color of air explosion sounded, and Zhong Ling saw a small flame exploding in front of his eyes at close range.

In less than a second, Duan Xing rushed to Zhong Ling's side, and asked anxiously, "Is Ling'er okay?" Zhong Ling was obviously frightened, his eyes were slightly dull, and when Duan Xing used internal force to input into her body, he swam around to help her calm down, Zhong Ling changed his strength, hugged Duan Xing, and choked a little.

The first time it was so close to death, Zhong Ling, a girl, said that she was not afraid, it was all fake. Duan Xing patted Zhong Ling on the shoulder, and just wanted to say something comforting, when Gan Baobao heard an earth-shattering scream next to him: "Ten thousand hatreds...... You...... Why are you so stupid, what's wrong with you, you're going to be fine. ”

Everyone looked over and saw Gan Baobao sitting on the ground with tears in his eyes. Zhong Wanqiu fell into Gan Baobao's arms, his face was gray, his pupils were scattered, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, blood oozed from his back, and he was soaked in a large area of red, and he saw that he would not live long.

Zhong Wanqiu raised his head with all his might, looked at Gan Baobao's pretty face stupidly, and said in a disconnected trembling voice: "Ah Bao, good Ah Bao, you ...... Are you alright...... That's it. ”

Gan Baobao was in a hurry, and covered Zhong Wanqiu's back with both hands, trying to stop the continuous bleeding, but the more he covered it, the more he covered it, but he saw that the blood was gushing out of his fingers.

Gan Baobao said with tears in his eyes: "You...... You can avoid that, why not?" (To be continued......)