Anyway, they are all killing, and as for how to kill it, Wuming doesn't matter. Moreover, since it was the flower-picking thief who killed the Blood Phoenix, the lustful flower-picking thief who actually let go of Miss Du, a charming beauty without getting involved. Such an ending would be too suspicious. Wuming nodded and said lightly: "Yes. Old Tang, you..."

"Wait!" Mo San suddenly shouted, "Boss Wuming, the Han people often say that soldiers can be killed, not humiliated. Although the Blood Phoenix is ​​a woman, it is finally the martial arts lineage. It is okay to kill her, but I will never allow Lao Tang to do anything to her."

Before Wuming could speak, Tang Qi arrested him angrily: "Mo San gave it to you, you have been with the Han people for too long, are you confused? What kind of soldiers can be killed or humiliated? Bastard! There are so many bad rules in our Nanman."

Mo San sneered, "I'm not confused, but you have the final say. Tang Qi captures, although the devil's Four Awesome Hands of your Mantis Clan are powerful, I haven't taken it seriously yet. If you can beat my ghost sword technique, the Blood Phoenix will be at your disposal. Otherwise, you get out!"

"Enough." Wuming said lightly: "Mo San gives it to me, I know you have always wanted to know who has a faster knife than Miss Du. It is rare to have a chance today, so I will fulfill you. Miss Du, if you don't want Old Tang to get involved in his body, you can show your skills and work hard with Mo San gives it to me. If you win, let you keep a clean body. Otherwise, I don't have to say more, just take care of yourself."

After speaking, Wuming raised his hand and raised it. Sima Ping, Sanshe Bofu, the couple and others who surrounded the blood phoenix layer by layer, saw the gesture, and immediately retreated automatically, giving up a spacious venue to facilitate Mo Sanqiu to fight with the blood phoenix. Although Tang Qibu did not stop complaining, he did not dare to disobey Wuming's meaning, and then took several steps back.

Mo Sanqiu walked out slowly and said in a deep voice: "I, Mo Sanqiu, have only five words for what I have been asking for in my life: One sword in the world. To achieve my goal, I have been working hard for more than 20 years, and have never taken all external affairs into my heart. What kind of wealth and prosperity in the world and the rise and fall of the tribe are like a passing cloud. I originally thought that no one could compete with me except for the sword Songque that day. So I wanted to stay in seclusion for three years in order to make a breakthrough. But I didn't expect... Miss Du, Miss Du, do you know. Since I saw your hidden air blade, has Mo Sanqiu never been able to fall asleep peacefully all night?"

The powerful enemy surrounded him and set up a net of heaven and earth. If they all rushed forward, the Blood Phoenix had high martial arts skills, but he could not defeat four hands with both fists, and he could only end up with regret. However, the only way to fight with Mo San first, then wait for an opportunity to find a gap to break out of the siege. The Blood Phoenix made up his mind and immediately sneered: "When I first met that day, I saw that you were the good moves invited by my elder brother, even if I used a knife to test the move, I only used three points of force. I think it was because I didn't completely defeat you, so I thought you still had an opportunity to take advantage of it, right? The ugly monster, if you have any skills, I can use it quickly. Otherwise, when my lady kills her, you will not even have the chance to beg for mercy."

Mo San's eyes emitted an inexplicable light of excitement and murmured, "Very good, very good. Then... pay attention!" Before he finished his body, he suddenly pulled out the ghost sword from his waist and flew out of his hand. The cold blade of the sword was hit by the bloody phoenix's throat. It was his unique skill for his reputation for becoming famous, "a thousand miles a knife"! With this hand knife technique, the number of heads Mo San cut off was long difficult to calculate, and the loyal minister of "Dizang" was the latest victim.

In an instant, a red light appeared. The blood phoenix waved her sleeves quickly, blocking the ghost sword and taking advantage of the momentum to counterattack. Thousands of swords were covered with lights, covering Mo San from various directions and angles at the same time. Not only none of the people present could see clearly the way of her sword, but even the shape of the blood phoenix weapon was completely unknown. Mo San jumped back and forth, and smiled and reached out to take back the ghost sword again. The green lights crisscrossed and returned to protect her body without leaking.

.When the lightning was too fast to cover my ears, I could only hear the harsh tinnitus of metal and iron fighting throughout the audience. The two swords, which were as fast as common sense, fought fiercely with each other, one was fierce and swift, and the other was extremely shocked, and the sword was incredible. In an instant, the cold light was spitting, and white light was shining. Wherever I passed, the tables, chairs and other items in the restaurant were shattered into pieces. Everyone subconsciously gave in and used their skills to protect themselves. In addition to Sima Ping, they all showed fear.

In the midst of lightning, the two had fought more than a hundred swords in succession. In terms of the speed of the sword, the Blood Phoenix was indeed even better than Mo San. However, in terms of the strength of the sword, Mo San gave it, but in turn, he grabbed half the advantage. Rounding around, he just pulled each other straight, and no one could gain the advantage of the other. The two sides were getting older, and the two masters of the swords shouted in unison, and thousands of sword shadows gathered together at the same time, slashing the fastest and most ruthless swords at the other. The loud "clang~" sounded, and everyone present felt dizzy at the same time, and they couldn't help but retreat three steps in a row. The two green and red lights were directly fighting fiercely, and the two were each shaken away by the opponent's huge force, as if their skills were all enemies, but they were still hard to distinguish.

The old power has gone, and the new power is born. The masters of the two swords also retreat and advance as soon as they retreat, and will never let the other party have too many chances to breathe. The surging and dense sword light is crazy and violent, and the momentum is like a storm. When the battle is in full swing, Mo San suddenly roars loudly and slashes ten times, and the strange sword force is like a ghost with its own spirituality. It actually bypasses the blood phoenix's defense like a copper wall, and slashes behind her back. Looking at the bloody eyes

Phoenix was about to drink hatred on the spot, but she saw her crying and turning her body sharply, with a graceful and elegant posture, just like a phoenix flapping its wings and hovering. It was her killer move "Hidden Kong Reincarnation" that was both offensive and defensive in her sword technique. Mo San was surrounded by the red light, and she was immediately hummed in a silence, and she was forced to retreat seven or eight steps. The flesh and blood splattered on her body, and more than a dozen wounds were already added. Wuming was slightly shocked and shouted: "Mo San..."

"It's not a problem." Mo San interrupted Wuming's speech in a deep voice, first stabilized his body, then swung the knife to defend himself. The defense line built with the sharp blade was still as solid as the golden soup, with no flaws to be found. The blood phoenix was always a woman, and her true energy was not as long as Mo San gave her. A quick knife came down, and a little bit of fragrant sweat had oozed out of her forehead. Her plump chest was constantly rising and falling. Before she finished her breathing, she suddenly heard the sound of "chi~" cracking silk. The sleeves of the left arm split from it, and then scattered, revealing her jade lotus arms. She glanced coldly at her left arm and said calmly: "A sword is thousands of miles away, killing people a hundred steps. Mo San gave it to her. It seems that I underestimated your true ability."

"Miss Du's knife is faster and more terrifying than I thought. If you can let go of Miss Du, there is no more fun in the world." Mo San's consumption was also very serious. Moreover, more than a dozen knife wounds were only exchanged for the crack of the other party's left arm sleeve, which greatly damaged the deal. However, the Nanman Yiqiu's knife hand did not even frown at all, but just quickly pointed a hole to stop bleeding, lit the arm and lit the knife, and suddenly felt a little heartache. It turned out that several tiny gaps had been cut off from the weapon ghost sword around him day and night.

The strange-shaped scimitar "Ghost Shadow" given to Mo San is an extraordinary product. It is a special product of Southern Barbarians (Myanmar iron), and carefully refined it with special techniques. Then, after being practiced by the high priest of the Southern Barbarian Ghost Clan, he used a secret technique to practice it for three years before he was able to achieve success. The more enemies he killed with this knife, the sharper the blade will become. Not only will it never be damaged, but its killing power will continue to increase. The high priest once asserted that this knife must be

The level of Earth God Weapon can be upgraded from mortal iron to a psychic. Since Mo Sanqiu debuted, this knife has cut countless heads. Now it is only a line away from the level of Earth God Weapon. But now it has only fought with the fast sword in the Blood Phoenix's hand for so many hundred attacks, and several gaps have been cut. In an instant, Mo Sanqiu was shocked and annoyed, and felt even more heart-wrenching and regretful, as if he was even more sad than being hit by the knife.

The Blood Phoenix had already adjusted her breathing evenly. Her consciously broken clothes were hung on her body, which was ugly, and it was also an obstacle to making moves. She didn't care at the moment that she was in public. In full view of the public, she had slightly raised her shoulders and the wide white robe that was draped on her body, which immediately fell off along the smooth and satin-like ice-skinned jade skin. In an instant, everyone present could not help but lit up at the same time. It turned out that under her outer robe, there was nothing else except the underwear that embroidered with a fiery red phoenix. The Blood Phoenix's pink neck, fragrant shoulders, jade arms, and a large piece of pink and light-induced white skin on her chest and the whole back were exposed in front of her without any concealment.

Tang Qi's reaction to catch hungry ghosts in this sex is self-evident. Even Sima Ping, who has always regarded women as nothing, couldn't help but his heartbeat and his throat was dry. The bloody phoenix Du Lian, who was "phoenix bathed in blood, white clothes without dust", did not have any martial arts skills, and her perfect body alone was enough to make all men in the world look down on him.

However, with the blood phoenix jade arm, the bright red light flowing in the palm immediately attracted everyone's eyes. Miss Du used a knife, which is known to everyone in the world. However, no one can know what the knife in her palm is, except herself and Du Fuwei. Even those who died under the knife had never seen clearly the appearance of this knife until their death.

A knife is a murderer, not a look at it. This is an irrefutable absolute truth in the martial arts world since ancient times. However...

The sword is only about two feet long, shaped like a phoenix feather, as thin as paper, and dazzlingly colorful. At a glance, you can tell that it is absolutely extraordinary. Even if its light is compared with the spiritual light emitted by the Yin and Yang order of the Heavenly God Soldier, it is only slightly inferior to the level of the Earth God Soldier. Obviously, this sword has reached the real level of the Earth God Soldier. At this moment, no one present can refuse to admit that the sword in the Blood Phoenix's hand is not only amazingly profitable, but also amazingly beautiful.

——The dividing line of Ousu is extremely depressed—

Meow, I didn't know where I ran out yesterday. I barked at the labor company at 1k, but I didn't know what kind of nerves I couldn't even post. I couldn't fight back just by being squirted, so I was so depressed!
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