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

Su Mo grinned, speechless for a moment.

Luo Zhen said that Liu Suifeng was seriously injured.

Of course, none of the people who chose to visit the door at this time had a pure purpose.

If the courtyard in front of him is really Liu Suifeng's residence.

The purpose of this old monk coming here overnight is naturally unpredictable.

But you can't beat him to death with a single stick, just say that someone has ulterior motives.

In addition, judging from the behavior of that blood mandarin knife Ling Hongxia just now, he probably knew that the old monk was here and deliberately lured Liu Qingkong over.

Either it was misfortune, or they wanted to combine everyone's strength to fight Liu Qingkong to the death.

But no matter what, none of this group of people is a fuel-efficient lamp.

There is only one Wang Taiheng...

So, he died.

And this time, Su Mo was not in a good mood.

The purpose of his trip this time was not to see some people in the rivers and lakes get married with some Youquan sect.

He came to deliver darts.

It is definitely not good news for him to see Liu Suifeng in the yard in front of him.

In fact, the changes in the entire Yuliu Villa kept making Su Mo feel unhappy.

He just came to deliver the darts, but there is no one to pick up the darts, so how should he deliver the darts this time?

The Nether Sect has absolutely nothing to do with Liu Suifeng's matter. If Liu Suifeng really encountered any accident, he might not only have to send darts, but also save people...

Thinking of this, he was a little unhappy.

For doing so much work, even if there is a systematic reward, Ji Shuhua's 100 taels of silver are worth it.

I was thinking about whether I should turn around and ask Ji Shuhua to add some more money, when I heard the great monk Jing Kong say in a cold voice:

"The benefactor is a member of the demonic way? Presumably, it is not the real Liu Qingkong, right? Dare I ask the benefactor, why did this huge Yuliu Villa become the place of death today? Liu Suifeng and other people in this village have been killed. Where did the benefactor go?"

His eyes are still closed, his hands are clasped together, and the prayer beads are hanging between his palms.

With lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, the words spoken are aggressive, but the tone is like warm wind.

"Hey……"

'Liu Qingkong' turned over and got up from the ground, sighed softly: "What a great monk, the martial arts of Tianfo Temple is already a rare skill in the world, and if you spend all your energy, you may not be able to master it all. But you are still not greedy enough , came to this Yuliu Villa to look for the sixteen-style Tianhong Asking Heart Sword.

"Since you asked me where Liu Suifeng is now? Then why not tell you?"

He looked up at Monk Jing Kong: "Or, how about I take you to see him in person?"

Of course, these words are not really about taking Qing Kong to see Liu Suifeng.

The great monk lowered his eyebrows and said without smiling, "I'm afraid...the benefactor doesn't have the ability."

"The great monk had better not be careless."

The door of the room opened at this time, Ling Hongxia stepped out, holding two bloody short knives, first stretched, and then said:

"The people of Youquan Sect have evil martial arts, and they are very unpredictable. One of the two boys from Tiandao Sect has died, and the remaining one has lost his sword. The blood-melting magical art is extremely troublesome. Don't be careful. You were beaten into a mummified corpse, and you will not rot for a thousand years, but it is not because your golden body is not bad, and it will make your disciples and grandchildren laugh at you for hundreds of years when you pass it back to Tianfo Temple."

This woman looks pretty, but her mouth is not very good.

There was a kind of laziness between the words, but the eyes were shining brightly.

The person from Tiandaomen who followed her couldn't hold back when he heard this.

Looking at the half-cut knife still in his hand, his face became more and more gloomy, which showed that the internal strength of Tiandaomen had not been fully trained.

When the great monk heard the words, his expression remained calm: "It turns out that the benefactor is from the Youquan Sect, but your Sect has always been a safe place, and has been entangled with many sects in the East City. How did it come to this southwest place?"

"The great monk talks too much."

'Liu Qingkong' smiled softly: "I don't have time to waste here with you, the blood is thick tonight, and most of the disciples in the sect go to the side of the blood pool to practice hard, the poor old man has an old bone, but he is arranged here to clean the yard .And no matter what skills you guys have, let’s go together, clean up you, and then go to deal with the other little bugs, this night can be considered peaceful.”

At this point in his words, he didn't really wait for Monk Jingkong, Ling Hongxia and others made the first move.

Bloody light suddenly appeared around his body, leaving a bloody shadow in place out of thin air, but his real body was nowhere to be found.

Ling Hongxia's eyes flashed, and the two knives in her hands suddenly pierced the void, but they slashed a foot in front of the person from the Tiandaomen.

She made this move for no reason, the person from Tiandaomen was taken aback, thinking that Ling Hongxia was going to fight in a nest, and was about to retreat, when he saw a pair of claws had already reached in front of the bloody dagger.

There was a ding sound, and the touch of fingers and blade made the sound of gold and iron clanging again.

"Blood shadow split light!?"

Monk Jingkong let out a cold snort, stamped his feet and punched through the air.

With Ling Hongxia's double sabers in front of her, and the fist of a great monk by her side, 'Liu Qingkong' did not waver at all, blood flashed all over her body, and while the sleeves of her robe shook, she first shook off Ling Hongxia's double sabers, and the other hand But in an instant, he exchanged three moves with Monk Jingkong's fist, and finally he forced Monk Jingkong back with his paw.

"Vajra Arhat Fist? That's all!"

He stomped his feet and sped up, but left Ling Hongxia and the people from Daomen that day, and went straight to the great monk.

These two people, one of them possesses the inner strength of Buddhism, and they can use all kinds of boxing techniques at will.

The other one was full of blood and genuine energy, and his claws were fierce, like a crazy devil dancing.

In the blink of an eye, they had already started fighting.

Ling Hongxia and the people from Daomen couldn't get in for a while, not because of martial arts and they couldn't get close.

It's because they are not all the same, and their understanding and familiarity with each other's martial arts is far from enough.

Intervening rashly will not achieve the effect of joining forces against the enemy, but it may hinder each other, and instead each will be in a hurry.

Just because they didn't make a move doesn't mean they didn't participate in this battle. The two people's auras were all locked on that 'Liu Qingkong', and if there was any flaw, it would be a shocking blow.

The few people below were fighting fiercely, but the rest of the huge house was still eerily quiet.

Under the dark night, there seems to be countless dangers hidden.

Su Mo touched his chin a little, then suddenly moved around and came down from the roof.

Luo Zhen was taken aback, and after hesitating for a while, he followed behind Su Mo.

The two of them bypassed the few people who were fighting fiercely, and got into the big house in the courtyard through the back window.

"Is this really Liu Suifeng's room?"

Su Mo's eyes swept slightly, and his brows raised involuntarily.

This room is simply furnished, but at this moment, there are sword marks everywhere!

The ground, the overhead, the walls...

Deep and sharp, the sword energy is condensed and does not dissipate, and it hurts faintly!