"Ha ha!"
Li Xing, the owner of the Li family, laughed and shook his head. "You’re still young. You’ve only seen how much sinister things are in the Jianghu. These are small scenes."
"Li Xiangtong is your daughter?"
Sue ink eyebrows slightly pick suddenly asked a seemingly urgent question.
"What if it is?" Li Xing cold hum a.
"Then give me my life!"
A big drink suddenly sounded like the ground thunder echoed in the whole hall.
The sound did not fall. Su Mo came to the crowd with a step, and the sudden outbreak of Tianli instantly overturned the fairy table and kicked it to pieces.
Too soon!
No one thought that Su Mo would dare to beat him in this environment.
All the people present, except Zhao Yu, were born masters and reacted very quickly. They pulled out their weapons and stabbed Su Mo in the mouth, cursing, "I dare you!"
In an instant, all sides are swords and shadows, cold and dense, and it is difficult to pour water.
"Running Thunder Knife" Zeng Yao backhand drew a knife with a touch of cold light, which flashed blindingly and went straight to Su Mo Li Tong.
Su Mo turned a blind eye to the sword around him, staring at Li Xing’s handshaking and crashing down in generate, giving off a fierce breath!
Split the palm!
In Su Mo’s violent and sharp breath, Li Xing’s face changed greatly, and his first thought turned out to be to run away.
Years of Jianghu experience told him that if he turned around at this time, he would die!
Li Xing’s eyes are full of anger, and a weapon is coming or not. Set up his arms to block it.
On the other side, Zhao Chengping holds the sword eye in one hand, and the tip of the sword shakes towards Su Mo’s eyes.
Zhao Chengping has long heard that Su Mo has a horizontal kungfu, but he can’t practice his eyes in any horizontal kungfu.
Click!
Infiltration of human bone cracks sounded Li Xing’s screams, and his arms were unexpectedly broken by Su Mo’s palm, and his bones were broken and his flesh was exposed.
The master of the late congenital period can’t hold a trick in Su Mo’s hand!
Everyone changed color with horror!
After cracking the palm, Su Mo deceives himself and grabs Li Xing by the throat.
At the same time, Su Mo slung a big step sideways to the left. With Zhao Chengping’s sword, he stabbed his cheek and his left hand was soft and rolled forward like a bull’s tongue!
Zhao Chengping’s sword stab in Su Mo’s cheek met with great resistance instead of stabbing it in.
"psst! This horizontal practice is so strong? "
Zhao Chengping heart earthquake dark shout bad shape quickly retreat.
Just then Sue ink palm on the Zhao Chengping didn’t come back your arm.
A roll, a shock and a drag!
Poop-poop!
Seeing that Zhao Chengping’s arm was smashed by Su Mo’s palm, he pulled it abruptly from his shoulder!
Zhao Chengping fell to the ground and looked at the broken arm spewing blood. His eyes showed horror and he gave a terrible roar.
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, almost all the tribes around the sword played in Sumo, such as defeating Ge.
Although Su Mo’s clothes were cut into pieces, there was no lotus flower flash.
Inviolability?
The innate master can’t break the Soviet-Mexican defense with a weapon!
Poof!
Just then, the sharp weapon pierced the flesh and blood and the sound suddenly sounded.
Su Moli’s rib has a knife that pierces into a small half of his clothes.
Both Su Mo and Zeng Yao, who held the knife, were stunned for a moment.
Su Mo didn’t expect someone to break his defense.
Zeng Yao didn’t expect that this knife didn’t stab Su Mo directly, but it was difficult to get stuck there.
Zeng Yao’s Jianghu won the name of "Running Thunder Knife" not because of his skill, but because the knife in his hand has some very sharp tricks, which cut hair and cut hair like mud.
But he couldn’t have imagined that the rushing thunder knife pierced Su Mo’s body, but it was like stabbing a hard stone, and the resistance was getting bigger and bigger, and finally it got stuck in the flesh and blood!
This is the quenching body through terror
Zeng Yao pulled out the thunder knife and stepped back a few steps without continuing to attack.
Su Mo just smashed Zhao Chengping and let Zeng Yaoxin have scruples.
What’s more, although this knife failed to hit Su Mo hard, it also made him injured and slowly consumed Su Mo and couldn’t get out of Zhao Jiamen!
"Stop it!"
"Stop!"
Li Xiangtong and Su Mo sent them at the same time.
From Su Mo’s criticism to now, it’s just a matter of time. The day after tomorrow, the master in the courtyard just arrived at the door. When Li Xiangtong reacted, his father had already fallen into Su Mo’s hands.
Li Xiangtong held a dagger across Su Xiaoning’s snow-white neck and shouted, "Let my dad go!"