Sumo suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped her neck fiercely. His face was flashing red, and his complexion flashed blue.
"You say it again! Say it again and try again..." Su Mo looked mad, with an airy and ecstatic expression, like a crazy demon at this time.
"Uh..." Sijun was restrained by his throat, his complexion gradually flushed. Not to mention talking again, even breathing is very difficult.
I saw that the situation was not right. Seeing Sumo's behavior, I was going to kill Sijun!
Standing on my feet from the ground, I staggered towards Sumo over there. Pointing at Sumo, before he had time to call out the word "You—", his body was immediately pulled back into the forest by a force.
"Let..." I struggled, trying to break away from the shackles of the person behind me.
Suddenly, "Shh!" came from my ears, but that voice was very familiar to me.
I turned my head in astonishment and looked at the green mountain that didn't know when it appeared.
"Qingshan!" I called out his name sadly, and looked back at Sijun and Sumo over there.
With a group of people, Zheng Er was standing in front of Sumo and Sijun with weapons that he used to work in the field.
Zheng Er tightly squeezed the wooden stick in his hand, pointed at Sumo, and shouted at him: "You monster! Quickly let Sijun go!"
"Humph!" Sumo raised his eyes, glanced at Zheng Er and the villagers who were on guard behind him, and he snorted coldly. Finally, his eyes fell on the Taoist priest standing behind Zheng Er, wearing a Taoist robe.
"You... brought them up?" Sumo looked at Sijun, who was held in his hand and couldn't move.
Sijun couldn't speak, so he shook his head desperately. These people were not brought by her, she just came to say goodbye to him, hoping that he could leave here as soon as possible.
But it was just such a coincidence, she didn't take long to go up the mountain. Zheng Er, who went out of the village to find the master, happened to take the master up the mountain at this time.
All this seems to have been arranged by heaven.
"Sijun! Don't be afraid! If there is a leader here, he will definitely save you!" Zheng Erhun's words, if he didn't feel comforted by himself, were stimulating Sumo.
As soon as his words fell, Su Mo's eyes became more hostile. He was more like affirming that these people and the Taoist priest were brought up by Sijun.
"Okay! Very good! Do you want me to die too..." He sneered, his expression abhorrent and hateful on his face.
"Su... Sulang... I..." Sijun choked, squeezing out a few words from his throat with difficulty.
Unexpectedly, Su Mo shook his hand fiercely, and threw Si Jun away from his hand.
He roared: "Don't call me! Don't call out my name from your disgusting mouth!"
Su Mo hated him very much, even if the woman had joined the outside to deal with him, but he still couldn't deal with her cruelly.
"Sijun!" Zheng Er watched in horror as Sijun was thrown away, and he turned around to help her.
He just turned around, his hand hasn't touched Sijun yet. Su Mo's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible string immediately struck Zheng Er's back.
The Taoist priest standing aside swept away the dust in his hands, neatly blocking the strings that Sumo threw back.
"Huh! It's pretty good." Sumo snorted coldly, and immediately stopped paying attention to the few villagers, and directed the spear on the invited Taoist priest.
I saw that Taoist Qingfeng Dao bones, and the dust on his hand was fascinating. When dealing with Sumo, although he did not have the upper hand, he was still calm.
The two stood by the waterfall for a long time, and both of them were injured immediately.
Su Mo couldn't help feeling a little upset when he saw that he couldn't fight for a long time. Seeing the villagers standing aside, he no longer cares about morality or not. As soon as the strings in his hand were thrown out, several strings attacked the villagers at the same time.
Although Taoist priests have the heart to save people, they are weak in the end. Although they rescued three people from Sumo, the other two still found his way, and they were controlled by the strings in Sumo's hands.
"Smelly Taoist! If you want to deal with me... just kill these two people first!" Sumo took both hands and immediately returned to the bamboo pavilion.
The Taoist's heart trembled, and he immediately stepped forward, trying to take Sumo down.
Sumo raised both hands, and the two villagers under his control immediately waved the wooden sticks and hammers in their hands and attacked the Taoist priest.
Fighting with Sumo who is a monster, Taoist priests will not fall behind. But when the opposite was replaced by two living people, the Taoist priest immediately put his hands together, and after a few strokes, he gradually became a disadvantage.
The few people who were watching saw that the Taoist leader was about to lose, and exchanged glances with each other. Seeing that the two immediately separated from the left and right, the cat secretly leaned towards the bamboo pavilion where Su Mo was.
The two of them approached the cat all the way, without seeing Sumo's reaction, thinking that they had successfully sneaked past.
When they walked around behind Su Mo, the two immediately waved the sticks on their hands and smashed them at the back of his head.
Unexpectedly, Sumo's body leaned to the side lightly, and Susu's delicate hands wagging the strings instantly turned into life-killing claws. Bend down and grabbed the chest of the two villagers who were hanging in the air with both hands.
The Daoist over there realized that it was wrong and slapped his villagers. Turning around, they exclaimed at the two who sneaked on Sumo: "No!"
Before he finished his words, Su Mo's fingers immediately moved into the chests of the two of them, making a loud noise. Su Mo's hand was taken out of the hearts of the two again. He stood up and turned around and flicked, following the force of the two men's flapping, he flew the two bodies from the bamboo pavilion and flew away.
"Huh! Ignorant ordinary people, the power of ants, also tried to oppose me!" Su Mo turned around, holding two still beating hearts on his left and hands.
The bodies of the two lying on the ground kept twitching, and the blood quickly flowed around. After a while, the open space in front of the bamboo pavilion was dyed red!
"Niezhang! Unreasonable..." Dao Master was so angry that Su Mo's cruel tactics blew his beard and stared, and suddenly flicked the dust in his hand, and then drew a peach wood sword from his back.
With the sword blade cut on the heart of his left hand, the red blood immediately overflowed from his hand.
Dao Zhong threw the sword body out of thin air, and sprinkled the blood in his hand forward. The spilled blood did not fall to the ground, but hung in the air.
In the Dao, pinching his eyes and closing his eyes and chanting, the blood beads in the air were full of condensed into a curse net.
Sumo looked at the long gesture and snorted disdainfully.
He raised his right hand upwards, and countless splashes of water were exploded in the waterfall behind him. The raised hand moved backwards, and the flying drops of water immediately condensed into a silver sword in his hand.
Sumo swung the sword forward, and countless drops of water immediately rushed towards the blood formation.
The condensed blood droplets in the air and the water droplets that were flying over immediately dispersed a lot.
The sword in Sumo's hand was shining with cold light, and it pierced straight toward the long chest.
Although the Dao Master knew Su Mo's movements, he couldn't dodge because of the critical juncture of the technique, so he could only take his sword abruptly.