Hatomo lowered his head and looked incredulously at the sword that pierced his body. How many years have passed, and I remember that when I was very young, I was about seven or eight years old. In order to hone his will, the master threw himself on the snowy mountain for three days and three nights, and no one came to save him. There was nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and to fight with hungry wolves, with wild bears, and even at night when you went to bed with the elusive poisonous snakes.

On the fourth day, when the master came to look for him again, he was already covered in bruises, and only Zuihou was left with a breath, and it was the master who saved himself with the "Snow Mountain Five Turns Rebirth Pill". How many years have passed since then, and I have never been injured or bled again. If it had to be said that there was, it was also a trivial injury suffered when he fought with the prince of Dali before.

"But today, in front of everyone's eyes, I, the genius who was not born for a hundred years in the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, and the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, who was honored as the "King of the Great Wheel", was stabbed by a little person who he had always looked down on, and when I got acquainted with his father, this miscellaneous didn't know where to drink milk!" Gu Mozhi thought viciously in his heart.

The memories of the past were rapidly turning in his heart, and the anger in Gu Mozhi's heart became more and more intense, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of insulted anger, and he stared at Murong Fu deadly, and paused word by word: "I, want, will, you, hit, enter, ah, nose, earth, hell, eternity, world, spirit, soul, no, got, turn, turn, body." ”

Murong Fu smiled cruelly and said, "Bald donkey, it's up to you, today, I'll let you see the power of this son!"

The true qi in his body suddenly accelerated, and Murong Fu brought out the "Drawing Words" in the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" through the sword. Suddenly, he shook the hands of Gu Mozhi holding his sword, and handed the long sword in his hand forward, and the sword penetrated into Gu Mozhi's body by an inch. But it was only an inch, no matter how much Murong Fu tried to move forward, the sword could not penetrate even a little.

Murong Fu sneered and said, "Bald donkey, do you think you can stop me in this way?" After speaking, he drew the sword back hard, and at the same time secretly turned his wrist, wanting to stir the sword. Inflict a bigger wound in Kumachi's body.

But something that made Murong Fu frightened happened. The sword was caught by Kumachi's body, and he didn't move, as if he had been pressed by a boulder.

"Die!" said Kumachi, and his innate momentum exploded. Behind him, the phantom of the Buddha's head was floating in the air. The "King Kong is not bad" in the Shaolin seventy-two stunts was urged by Gu Mozhi with the "Little Wuxianggong" simulation. With the furious anger of Hatoma. Murong Fulian's sword was shocked off the ground by Gu Mozhi's body protector. A stream of blood arrows shot out along with the wound on Gu Mozhi's chest, just spraying a careless Murong Fu's face.

Murong Fu was shocked and angry and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that covered his eyes, and suddenly there was an alarm in his heart. Without thinking about it, he subconsciously pointed the sword in his hand diagonally forward.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", the front of the sword made a sound of gold and iron resonating, and then Murong Fu felt a palm that tore through the air, was extremely powerful, and made people feel desperate slammed on his body.

"Poof!"

Murong Fu spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and his whole body was like a kite with a broken string, and it slammed to the ground with a "bang".

"Son!" "Cousin!" In addition to the difference between the four ministers who were beaten by Gu Mozhi's "Flame Knife" before, the other three and Wang Yuyan hurriedly ran over, helping people and checking the pulse for a while.

At this time, Kumachi was like an evil monk from hell, with a distorted and angry face, matched with a murderous momentum. Except for a few masters who had been promoted to the innate realm, everyone in the audience was silent, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, for fear of letting Gu Mozhi, who was obviously lost in anger, slap him. Just look at the palm he slapped Murong Fu just now, he must have died if he touched it, and he would die if he touched it.

It seemed that he was still puzzled, Gu Mozhi showed his light skills, his figure was fluttering, and he arrived in front of Murong Fu in an instant, and people with low skills couldn't even see Gu Mozhi's figure clearly.

"What are you going to do, don't let you hurt your cousin!" The three generals didn't speak, but Wang Yuyan spread her arms with a sinister face, and firmly stopped between Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi.

The momentum of Gu Mozhi's innate realm shone over Wang Yuyan, sneered, and said, "What are you doing?" This fight hurt the poor monk, and the poor monk naturally wanted to kill him. Little girl, the poor monk advises you, get out of the way. ”

Wang Yuyan is just a mortal and has not practiced any martial arts. How can you resist the momentum and coercion of the innate realm of Gu Mozhi, at this time, his legs trembled, and he couldn't help but kneel. Even so, he still stood stubbornly in place, not saying a word, just staring at Gu Mozhi coldly, and showing his attitude with silent actions.

Seeing that he was stopped by a woman, the murderous intent in Gumachi's eyes became more and more vigorous. Without a trace of emotion, he said: "The poor monk has never killed a woman, although you are a woman, but if you don't know how to lift up, and insist on going your own way, don't blame the poor monk for breaking an example, and kill the demon today, and kill you together." ”

Gu Mozhi was so angry in his heart, if he wasn't afraid that killing an unarmed woman who didn't know the slightest martial arts would damage his prestige as King Dalunming, he didn't have to make a move himself, and Wang Yuyan, who could be confused by relying only on his innate momentum. It's just that I'm afraid that she will die, so the momentum that shrouds the other party is not released with all its strength, only about one percent of the power on weekdays.

Of course, the most important thing is that the woman in front of her is Duan Xing's sister, and if she really wants to kill her, then he and Duan Xing will be in a situation where they will never die, and Dali is afraid that the whole country will attack Tubo tomorrow, which is not conducive to the development of Tubo.

After all, he is the national teacher of Tubo, and if he is good, it does not mean that the country will be good. But the country is good, and oneself is definitely haode. It's just that this point, Kumachi will never admit it to his face.

If people are too smart, they will think more, and it is precisely because of this that Gu Mozhi thought of this, so he barely controlled his anger and "patiently" "persuaded" Wang Yuyan. Otherwise, with the skill of the innate realm of Gu Mozhi, he really wants to release his momentum with all his might, not to mention that Wang Yuyan doesn't know martial arts, even if he changes to a second-rate or third-rate master, he will be shocked on the spot, and it will be the other party's turn to stop in front of him.

At the most tense moment in this atmosphere, Duan Yu flashed out, stepped on the direction of the "I Ching Bagua", and exerted his best "Ling Bo Weibu". Everyone saw a graceful figure flashing, and several afterimages flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, Duan Yu had already approached Gu Mozhi, and raised his hand to point at Gu Mozhi with a "Yang Finger", and shouted in his mouth: "Don't hurt my sister!"

Gu Mozhi suddenly felt a gust of evil wind behind him hit the big hole behind him, but he was not in a hurry in his heart. As soon as he turned around, the robe on his body whirled and flew out, encircling Duan Yu's whole person inside, wrapping it all at once, and then spun in place and flew up to a height of more than ten meters, suddenly scattered, and threw Duan Yu straight down.

This is not over, the scattered robe, as if it was afraid that Duan Yu would not fall hard enough, spun again, bringing up a cold strong wind, and slapped at Duan Yu who was falling down...... (To be continued......)