Recently, when he visited Silkworm Lake, he heard that someone had subdued a group of unruly demons. Just because they were brought down together overnight, they were completely convinced.
Bodhi was deeply surprised, and only thought to himself: Wasn't that the hand of the Southern Border Poison King? How could such a girl do it
Although he had doubts in his heart, he knew that the poison was powerful, so he used power to protect his heart, so as not to be accidentally poisoned.
"What advice does the girl have?"
Su Xiao was too lazy to correct it, Gu Han returned the knife to its sheath, picked up the two lotus arms wrapped in the tulle sleeves, and said coldly.
"I saw that you guys looked like you were going to fight, so I came over to have a look. You guys are going to fight, I don't care who lives or dies. But this is my shop, and the tables, chairs, and benches should not be damaged."
Shan Ying Fan smiled ingratiatingly: "What the eldest sister said is that we owe this consideration. I will ask the eldest sister to accept the money. If there is any damage in a while, the right will be regarded as compensation."
Some of them are really scared by poison, some are happy to see Su Xiao handsome, and some are like a mountain eagle. Seeing that Su Xiao has so many people to support him, he will not cause trouble for himself.
Clinker Su Xiao did not buy it.
"Who cares about your money? These tables and chairs are all good. You guys like to fight in the wild, why did you smash them all for us?"
Su Xiao stood between the two groups of people holding his hands, and didn't look like he wanted to move. No one dares to expel them even if they kill you, you just look at me and I look at you.
The situation became a little stiff, but Bodhi suddenly laughed heartily.
"Why don't you worry, girl. The expensive restaurant has a unique decoration. Obviously, no one wants to hurt it. I promise that we will fight this fight, not to mention the tables, chairs and benches.
"It's easy to say, can you guarantee it? What if you lose it?"
Bodhi looked up to the sky and laughed, full of arrogance.
"I'll make a guarantee when I'm down. If it's damaged, I'm down- I'll cut off my hands."
These remarks are not only appalling, but also arrogant and arrogant. There are arrogant people in the rivers and lakes who say that you will never fight back with three moves, or that you will receive three punches first, but they are relying on their own unique secrets of light and hard skills to fight for some luck. Guaranteed not to break things is extremely difficult. Between fights, let alone a battle to change moves, there are back and forth, that is, dodge and move.
Even if it is possible to win in martial arts, there is no guarantee of this. It's like a fight between an adult and a child. Even if they can win in all aspects, how can they keep the child from knocking things down when they are crying and splashing.
And the huge price is even more appalling. He bet his hands on such a trivial matter, which shows that he doesn't care about the other party at all. This is beyond the top of the eye to the point of madness.
The three people at the moment are all masters, and they are all top figures among the evil demons who received the invitation from Luojian Villa. How can they be so despised by this person
Even the ruthless monk, who had always been indifferent, suddenly showed a fierce look in his eyes.
Without moving or lifting, four people on both sides looked at each other with eight eyes, and an invisible contest had already begun.
The murderous flow entered, and Su Xiao noticed in advance that before they could drive away, he couldn't help but walk to the side where the strong wind couldn't reach.
Bodhi was quite astonished: this little girl has some ways, but she can go to the blind spot where I can reach by herself. She is only so young, and her future achievements are limitless.
Bodhi was slightly distracted, and the ruthless monk slammed his stick forward with a 'bang', and the air was like a stream of water, and his stick created a bunch of waves. Immediately behind him was the eagle-eyed Fan Lao. His well-known mountain eagle Baizi gun is a chain double-headed gun. The spear tips at both ends are connected by a fine iron white chain in the middle. The two guns flew out and were unpredictable, so they were called the characters of the dangerous road.
The ruthless monk's stick reached the middle, but his strength was suddenly blocked. The wave of waves seemed to hit the fine steel gate and shattered into countless waves. A big hand stretched out in the surging waves, and he made a move without danger, changing the straight stab to a sweep, which was worthy of avoiding this grab. But when the stick hit, he felt an unbelievably powerful counterattack. The ruthless monk used his inner strength in Buddhism, but only fought a tie, and hurriedly retreated.
The horror in his heart is much more revealed than the appearance.
He fought against his fist in the first strike, attacking attacking. However, the second stick hit him in the leg, and he still encountered the same powerful force. How can this person's defense maintain the same strength on offense
As everyone knows, when it comes to adjusting the strength of the body, few people can match this person's experience.
Old Fan's two spears made a sneak attack and pinpointed the opponent's left and right shoulder blades. Unexpectedly, his torso did not move, and his male body shook slightly. I don't know what strange force knocked off the two spear tips, and it also had the potential to attract , is the prelude to the counterattack. Fan Lao is known as a mountain eagle, and his identity is a must, so he immediately turned his gun back to avoid it.
The two of them had a quick break, but they were all unsuccessful.
Bodhi laughed: "Happy and happy, you two are worthy of being masters in martial arts. I used this skill to loot weapons that day, and I have already won a great victory. However, the two are still at ease, it seems that we still need to work harder. . The young master of the family, is it stage fright?"
Huo Gan Kill is the youngest, but he is the most composure. His Sand God Sword Technique was originally an ancient sect in the Sword Technique. The key is to hide the vitality, restrain the life, and draw the sword to kill in the wild wind and the wind and sand. He stared closely at Bodhi's every move, looking for an opportunity to make a move, and was not affected by his words at all.
The ruthless monk's martial arts is the highest, his ruthless stick originated from Shaolin, and his tricks are exquisite and indescribable, and he can still not be defeated temporarily when he faces Bodhi.
Shan Ying is the most cunning, unable to make two moves, throwing a shuttle back with a backhand, but aiming at the vase in the distance. Bodhi said beforehand, even if a cup, saucer, and bowl are broken in the room, he will cut off his hands. He is so arrogant, how can an old Jianghu such as Fan Lao not make good use of it. This vase is behind the mountain eagle, the farthest from Bodhi. If he rushes to the rescue, he will lose the advantage.
Sure enough, Bodhi put aside the ruthlessness and rushed to save him. As soon as he took a step, a gust of wind suddenly blew up around him, and the sword of the God of Sand, which was killing him, moved. The five rolls of gust of wind hit it, just before the road was blocked.
Bodhi was calm in the face of danger, with a smile on his face, one palm dismantled the slashing saber technique, and the other palm used force to strike the vase from a distance. was blown away. His palm was so heavy that the vase didn't even need a mountain eagle to move, and the middle palm would be shattered.
Fan Lao sneered and said, "Haha! Okay, no need to be old and broken. Your Excellency will do your own thing, it's auspicious."
Unexpectedly, the sturdy palm that threw the tip of the spear fell in front of the vase but did not smash it, but threw the vase away ten feet away. The vase fell firmly to the ground, not even a trace of broken marks. The vase is fragile, and it is not easy to throw it directly by hand and land it so softly, let alone using the palm of your hand.
In this palm, the force of movement, which transforms from hardness to softness, has reached an unimaginable realm.
The ruthless monk was startled and said, "People from the Northern Border!"
Fan Lao is an old Jianghu, so naturally he recognized it.
"Hey, Your Excellency, this is kung fu in the ghosts? It turns out that the ghosts are driving to the Central Plains, hey, he wants to see if my Kyushu martial arts is empty? Hey, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant!" He said three times in a row. , even saying three arrogance, the tone is different. They are surprise, ridicule, and sneer, as well as sigh, sigh, and anger.
When he finished the third arrogance, his whole body burst into full force, and he threw out a double-headed spear. His inner strength was concentrated here, like a silver dragon rushing out, unstoppable. It is the unique trick in his Mountain Eagle Baizi Spear.
The ruthless monk's eyes were faintly red, and a strange sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth: "Should be killed!"
The depth of his inner strength is not under Mr. Fan at all. The iron rod was continuously injected by his authentic inner strength of Buddhism, and it was burned into red.
Killing and shouting: "Kill it with all your strength!"
His sword technique is the same, but the refinement is far better than the sword technique that caused the five volumes of gusts of wind. There are only four blade shadows, but the killing aura is still dignified.
These three tricks were issued after discovering the identity of Bodhi's northern border people and sharing the enemy. And because the three of them are standing, they have their own moves. Bodhi must take the strongest killing moves of the three moves in succession.
Shan Ying's shot is not the most threatening, but this man is cunning and clever, and it is he who uses this position to deliver a full blow. Although he was young, he knew how to retain his strength. He only made two strikes in this battle, and he did everything he could. The murderous aura of this second knife is more condensed and stronger than the power of the first knife.
The most threatening one is the ruthless monk. Although this man has a strong intention to kill, his martial arts have begun to enter the realm of 'materiality' of martial artists. His full blow, I am afraid no one dares to underestimate.
The killing was formed so quickly.
"Tatar! Die."
Bodhi was not flustered, he laughed in a deep voice.
"Not necessarily."
The odd change came suddenly.
Bodhi twitched his hand, and the giant blade on his back flew out of the sheath with a 'bass', and at the same time, an overwhelming force was annihilated from the top of his head. This wave-like force was abrupt, but it was so wonderful that it tickled one's teeth. This force seems to have no effect, but it can do anything. The three seemed to be immersed in a mass of gel, and their bodies were wrapped in 'force'. Because the all-round force of front, back, left, right, up and down cancels each other out, they cannot move at this moment.
The only thing that can move is a smear of Jinghong, which is as dark as blood.
It's a knife, a huge knife.
There are strange lines on the dull and dull blade, but what makes it pale in comparison is its too conspicuous largeness.