Martial arts: the beginning of the dragon and elephant prajna great success

This ugly gentleman, Luo Zhen, spoke these words eloquently.

Su Mo heard it in his ears, although his expression didn't move, his heart was already pounding.

Liu Suifeng was seriously injured?

Both good and evil came to the door at the same time!

However, no matter the good or the bad, none of the ones who came left...

If this is the case, then what is going on in this Yuliu Villa?

Who did these heads?

Seeing that this ugly gentleman Luo Zhen speaks logically and logically, it doesn't seem like he is making up random words.

But even so, Su Mo snorted coldly: "Where is Yuliu Villa located? How could Liu Suifeng be seriously injured? Didn't senior lie to me, a young boy, with false words?"

"...You boy, how can you still talk about morality? You beat and scold your seniors at every turn, who dares to lie to you? I still carry the letter my friend gave me."

While he was speaking, he reached out his hand into his bosom, and took out a letter to hand to Su Mo.

"Hold on, senior opens it himself, spread it out for me to see."

How could Su Mo pick up something of unknown origin? This kind of trick of hiding drugs on letters is not uncommon in TV dramas.

"You are very alert."

Luo Zhen had no choice but to take out the letter, spread it out, and showed it to Su Mo.

Under the moonlight, Su Mo read all ten lines at a glance.

What he said in his heart is indeed what Luo Zhen said, but whether the content is true or not, there are still two opinions.

Su Mo was about to say something, but Luo Zhen had already seen the heads in the room.

He had just arrived earlier and saw a dead body in front of the gate of this Pin Tower, so he thought of coming over to eavesdrop.

Unexpectedly, just as the ear came closer, Su Mo noticed it and pulled it out.

After talking a lot, how dare he be distracted? Su Mo can't deal with this person, and he really hits people when something happens...

So, it wasn't until now that I had time to look around.

After looking at it, he was horrified: "What... what's going on? Could it be that Yuliu Villa has become a devil's den?"

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Su Mo shook his head slightly:

"The junior also just came here, so I really don't know what's going on here."

Luo Zhen has already searched one by one, carefully distinguishing each head, comparing the names below, looking for familiar faces.

After a long while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, my friend isn't here, otherwise, the day before yesterday, the goodbye has turned into this appearance, it's really pitiful, although he still As far as I am concerned, I am naturally not as handsome as I am, but at least I am human. If it becomes like this, it is really..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly looked at the corpse at the door of Pinjian Tower.

Just now he looked at it from a distance, but now he saw it really brightly: "Wang Mangzi?"

Wang Taiheng is indeed a reckless man. This ugly gentleman has always been merciless, so he directly named him Wang Mangzi.

Just looking up, I couldn't help but glance at Su Mo: "Did you kill him?"

"If I kill him, how can senior survive at this time?"

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched.

Luo Zhen shrunk his neck even more. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that Su Mo's words were not unreasonable, but he was still a little unwilling: "These days, the juniors in the Jianghu really don't know what it means to respect the old... ..."

While muttering, he came to the dead body of Wang Taiheng.

If you look carefully, you can see that the frown is getting tighter and tighter.

"How could this be..."

With a thought in his mind, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled away Wang Taiheng's lapel.

I saw a palm print imprinted on Wang Taiheng's heart.

The palm print is more than half an inch deep, its color is dark, and the skin on the edge of the palm is knotted into a ball, with this as the center, it presents a thread state and spreads all over the body.

Su Mo never expected such a move, and couldn't help frowning: "What kind of palm is this?"

"Black Heart Palm."

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhen said it casually.

Su Mo gave Luo Zhen a weird look.

Luo Zhen didn't seem to be joking at all, and his face was cloudy and uncertain: "How could it be this kind of kung fu? The Youquan Sect has never been active in this southwest area. Could it be that..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at Su Mo.

However, Su Mo had already put on deerskin gloves at some point, reached out and pulled Wang Taiheng's body back on the ground, and then walked to the second floor without thinking.

At this time, Luo Zhen just woke up like a dream, and quickly followed behind Su Mo.

But when Su Mo reached the stairs on the second floor, he stopped again, listened for a while, and then flew up.

His eyes swept across the building, and this floor was also full of shelves, with sparse human heads placed on them.

"what happened?"

Luo Zhen quickly asked in a low voice.

Su Mo shook his head lightly, and didn't say much. The scholar before should be the poisonous scholar Ye Yichen written on the shelf.

Su Mo saw him enter the sword building from the window on the second floor with his own eyes.

As a result, the meeting disappeared.

Not only the second floor, but the entire Pinjian Building was peaceful, with no movement at all.

It's just that this meeting was not the time to pursue this issue. He came to the window, opened the window to reveal a line, and saw two people approaching from mid-air.

The first person was not someone else, but a swordsman in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

On the shelf, it said that the two of them were abandoned disciples of Tiandaomen, one was Jiang Jiuge and the other was Jiang Jiuchou.

Su Mo couldn't tell who these two people were.

And it was Liu Qingkong who was chasing after him.

I saw the swordsman turned around suddenly before he landed, flicked the sword in his hand, and a ray of light from the sword suddenly pierced the wind.

At this moment, Liu Qingkong is completely different from what she saw before.

While the sleeves of the robe were rolling, there was blood-colored true energy entangled all over his body, and the light of the saber reached him, but it had completely disappeared in the invisible.

The swordsman was not surprised either, as soon as his toes landed on the ground, he was already on top of his body, his blade was raised, and his air swept across the field.

This day, when Daomen's saber techniques were deployed, it was really spectacular, with saber aura passing across the ground from time to time, leaving deep marks.

However, Liu Qingkong put one hand behind her back, allowing the saber energy to cut horizontally and vertically at his side, but she didn't hurt him at all.

All of a sudden, Liu Qingkong reached out with one hand, and surrounded by blood, her five fingers turned into claws, and she grabbed the blade of the swordsman.

He was obviously a mortal body, but he grabbed the knife with his bare hands, and there was a sound of metal and iron clanging in the air.

There was also a ray of blood-colored true energy entangled upwards, and the swordsman's face remained motionless, as if he had been chiseled with a knife and an axe, but the bluestone under his feet was cracked and turned into slag, which showed that the inner strength had reached its extreme.

But at this moment, the blade covered in blood suddenly began to rot, followed by destruction.

The swordsman's eyes suddenly changed, but even at this time, he never let go of the handle of the knife, but just retreated.

He wanted to retreat, how could Liu Qingkong allow him to retreat?

True energy was lingering on the claws, and it went straight to the swordsman.

"Blood Transformation Divine Art!"

Luo Zhen's voice came from Su Mo's ear, with a slight trill.

But he didn't look back at him, but looked into the air, and saw a bloody blade suddenly descending from the sky, cutting straight at Liu Qingkong's palm.

The person who made the sword was not another swordsman in the Heavenly Sword Sect, but the woman who always looked at her with a half-smile...

The name on the shelf should be her... Xue Yuan Dao, Ling Hongxia!