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

"You... What did you do in their tea?"

The Tibetan real person looked at Su Mo in astonishment.

Su Mo didn't speak, but looked at Liu Suifeng: "Master Liu, why haven't you done anything yet?"

"My true qi must be calmed down, and his sword qi has entered my heart, so I have to let him endure it for a while."

Liu Suifeng said lightly: "Your condensation in the tea water will take some time to dissipate."

Su Mo nodded: "That's about the same."

The moment these six words were uttered, the sound of dragon chant suddenly came out.

It was Yang Xiaoyun who took the lead.

With a jolt of internal force, the box behind her opened immediately, and three beams of silver light flew into the air.

When she raised her head, she flicked her hand casually, and the tip of the gun in front of her head was already running towards everyone present.

The man raised his head, and with a wrong hand, he blocked the gun head.

"The Canglong Bahuang Point Cloud Spear is nothing more than that..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yang Xiaoyun joining the remaining two gun bodies together with his backhand. After concentrating for a while, he heard a click, and the joint of the gun head was already connected, and he twisted it slightly. In between, the buckle has been locked.

In an instant, the dragon's chant, which was originally low, suddenly became high-pitched.

Above the tip of the spear, there is faint dragon-shaped vigor emerging.

Yang Xiaoyun held the gun body in his hand, turned around suddenly, the silver gun missed the man's palms and went straight to the door.

The man was sitting on the chair, and there was no way to retreat. He tilted his head, but gave way to fire the shot.

Yang Xiaoyun picked up the tip of his gun, and with a swipe sound, it flew past his cheek and took something away.

The moment she retracted the gun, she took the thing in her hand, but it was a human skin mask.

The person opposite subconsciously covered his face with his hands.

However, there was a sharp-eyed person next to him who had already seen it clearly, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yang Zhongjun!?"

The Ghost Lord of Yinshan Mountain once said that in the deep valley of Fenhui Mountain, evil spirits gather to discuss important matters.

Among them is Yang Zhongjun.

This person is male and female, he loves beautiful women, but he also likes handsome men, whenever he takes a fancy to one, he will secretly take him away, after a night of torture, he kills and throws his body away.

Wherever he passed, he killed Yingye with extremely ruthless methods.

The people present have been famous for this person for a long time, and many people have chased and killed him before, but they didn't expect that he was sitting next to him at this moment.

Seeing this, Yang Zhongjun didn't hide his face anymore, he just smiled, and with a flip of his hands, he slapped the person next to him with his palm.

That person was Shangguan Xiong, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that he would definitely die.

But subconsciously, he has already raised his fist to meet him, and the internal force is running, and everything is as he wants.

Yang Zhongjun's palm was immediately blocked by him, and with a shock of internal strength, he pushed Yang Zhongjun and his chair out.

Shangguanxiong suddenly stood up: "The poison on my body is gone, it really isn't Fenxuesan."

There was this person proofreading, and several people stood up immediately.

I heard one of them laughing loudly: "I just said that I don't have any sense of anger and blood. I hide my name as a thief, and you still say that I am a rough person?"

"It is indeed a rough man."

Teng Yuxuan, the deputy suzerain of Mo Yuanzong, snorted: "Everyone present, you are the only one who talks too much, and you almost missed the bottom line."

The real Tibetan name is already furious.

Thinking about it carefully, today's events were all completely calculated by Su Mo.

They sent people to deal with the fish that slipped through the net from Yuliu Villa, and as a result...these people all died.

He wants to refine Liu Suifeng into a blood slave, and then... Liu Suifeng has nothing to do with it.

He also planned to use Fenxue Powder to control many people in the Jianghu present, and then... Fenxue Powder was replaced.

Where did he get the condensate?

And the weight is very good, it is the time when it is about to break.

One minute earlier, it would be easy for the secretly hidden Yang Zhongjun and others to control these masters of the rivers and lakes present.

Now, it has fallen into absolute passivity.

All plans were manipulated by Su Mo, and all of them fell through.

Just at this time, another person flew to Xuanji thatched cottage.

Everyone raised their eyes and was shocked: "Weng Beichen!? Qingshan Sanren!?"

Wei Ziyi smiled: "The people who were sent to the deep valley you mentioned have already succeeded, but not all of them have been rescued. You said in your letter that there are people who defected to the enemy. Naturally, it is better for such people to come out later."

"As it should be."

Su Mo nodded slightly.

Qingshan Sanren first glanced at Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, and then glared at the hidden real person: "Okay, I didn't expect the old man to see the sun again, right?"

The real Tibetan name doesn't know what to say anymore.

He heard Yang Xiaoyun say loudly:

"Beichen, the master of the palm, the Sanren of Qingshan, Mo Fei, the guest of Feiyun Mountain..."

She spoke very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, she had already said nine names: "These people are all disguised by evil masters!"

"Understood, thank you, Chief Escort Young Master Yang!"

"Evil heretics, Youquan Sect, today is indeed a gathering!"

"It's ridiculous to hide your name as a thief, and you want to catch us all, but you have to let them stay!!"

At this moment, everyone can't care about what happened before, just let go and kill them.

Weng Beichen went straight to 'Weng Beichen', Qingshan Sanren went straight to 'Qingshan Sanren', and the rest of Feiyun Mountain guest Mo Fei and others did not enter the Xuanji thatched cottage, but stayed in the Xuanji thatched cottage Outside, he was fighting with those Youquan Sect disciples.

There was chaos in the entire Xuanji thatched cottage.

Every martial art of this group of people is extraordinary, and when they fight, each shows their supernatural powers, and their means come up one after another, some fight on their own, and some form a group. , simply can't hold it anymore.

Liu Suifeng still hadn't made a move so far, and all of his aura had been locked on the leader of the Blood Sea Division of the Youquan Sect.

And this person also looked at Liu Suifeng quietly.

Although he has the means of the sea of ​​blood to mend the sky in the scriptures of Youquan, which can kill other people's lives and recover his own injuries.

However, skin trauma is easy to heal, but the sword energy of Tianhong Wenxin Sword penetrates deep into the meridians.

During this time, he has been trying to stabilize the sword energy, so that he didn't say a few words.

On the other hand, he had to be ready for Liu Suifeng's sneak attack at any time.

At this moment, seeing the situation in the hall, he immediately sighed:

"You can't do anything... just go if you can!"

The voice fell, but the figure moved and flew away.

"Leave!"

When Liu Suifeng tapped his long sword, the man had no choice but to turn around and meet him.

This sword has stayed for too long, the sword intent is full, how can it be lightly struck?

In an instant, the sword energy dissipated, and half of the roof of the Xuanji thatched cottage disappeared directly under the two people's confrontational moves.

This is convenient for everyone in Xuanji thatched cottage.

Immediately, they flew up one after another, each looking for a place to fight.

Only Su Mo, Yang Xiaoyun, and Wei Ziyi did not move.

Because on the opposite side of the three of them, there were still three people standing.

Tibetan real person and his two boys.

It's just that this time, how does that boy look like a boy?

Leaving aside the camouflage on his body, his posture and aura are by no means weaker than that of a Tibetan real person.

The Tibetan real person looked at Su Mo: "It's all because of your good deeds!"