Chapter 1299

When master Wukong suddenly turns his face and pours on Tang Shanniang, Tang Shanniang takes a few steps back. With a wave of the machete in her hand, the cold light forces master Wukong back.

However, master Wukong had a profound cultivation. With a wave of his hand, he deflected Tang Shanniang's machete and took her wrist with his iron palm.

As soon as Tang Shanniang slipped, Sheng Sheng slipped more than ten meters away from master Wukong.

Seeing that master Wukong started at himself, Tang Shanniang was furious, "Damn it! How dare you think of me

With a turn of the wrist, the machete came through the air.

At the same time, Qin Mu had already started.

At the moment when the opponent drew the sword, Qin Mu had already split his hand on the hilt of the opponent's sword.

Sword, Leng is not able to pull out.

Qin Mu wanted to stop him, but he didn't expect that the strength of the other side was not the same. His figure slipped and flashed tens of meters away.

That pair of especially sharp eyes, Leng is to let Qin Mu see some surprise.

Each other's eyes, such as ordinary people, are completely different. They seem to be like two knives, which need to be inserted into the opponent's chest.

Such sharp eyes made Qin Mu feel awe inspiring.

When you see the opponent retreat, the next move is to draw the sword.

Zheng -

Qin Mu, who was accompanied by Ruying, used the magical skill of shrinking the ground into an inch and took a picture with one palm.

Dang -

put the sword into the scabbard again.

Two people fight several rounds, each other's sword Leng is not pulled out.

But every time a flash of cold light, a lot of people have a cold feeling in their hearts.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if the sword was pulled out?

Because every time he draws his sword, he always sees blood.

Seeing that Qin Mu and Tang Shanniang had hand in hand with master Wukong, everyone finally understood.

All this is the plot of master Wukong.

If there is not enough evidence before, but now the sword bearer among his disciples has obviously explained the problem.

In Buddhist martial arts, most of the disciples use sticks or other weapons, and few monks use swords.

On the contrary, the majority of Taoists use swords.

Master Wukong's disciple is obviously different. Some people even doubt that he is not from Shaolin.

The two sides fight in the hotel, Qin Mu is particularly cautious, for fear that in case of accidental injury to the innocent.

The other side's sword is very special, cold.

Qin Mu stopped him from drawing his sword every time. Maybe once his sword was drawn, it would fall down.

Other disciples of master Wukong are not willing to be outdone and form an array to defend others.

Master Wukong and Tang Shanniang both burst out of the hotel hall.

The monk who fought with Qin Mu was really extraordinary. He was able to draw with Qin Mu.

Of course, Qin Mu hasn't done his best yet.

His main purpose is to protect himself from hurting others.

They also fight outside from the hotel hall. Shen Tianlong leads 18 generals to surround other monks.

The remaining eight students played against the eighteen generals, and they were not at all inferior.

People from other schools around came to help.

For a moment, the hotel hall was in a mess.

"Get them!"

There was a shout at the side.

Soon, the war was completely removed from the hotel lobby.

The leaders of the martial arts association were in a panic.

After all, they are just ordinary people. They don't know martial arts at all, even though they hold the title of leader of the association.

Their existence is to coordinate their work and create an atmosphere.

Seeing that all of a sudden, a group of people were scared and had no idea at all.

Master Wukong and Tang Shanniang fought fiercer and fiercer in Vietnam. They almost left no hands and flew away from the street.

Master Wukong's great compassion palm, every time you clap it, you can make Tang Shanniang avoid it.

Tang Shanniang roared, trying to kill the old man with poison.

However, there are too many pedestrians on the street. In case of injury to the innocent, I'm afraid it will lead to disaster.

But instead of escaping, the citizens of these good deeds watched them fight.

It makes Tang Shanniang roar like thunder, and it's not easy to use poison.

Qin Mu fought with the Shaolin disciple and found that his opponent's strength was almost close to the peak of the heaven level.

Such a young strong man, I don't know how master Wukong was trained.

Through the hall, the other side finally has a chance to draw the sword.

Zheng -

while Qin Mu was a little slow, the sword in his opponent's hand shook.

There was a ruthless murderous look on his face.

A cold light flashed across the sky, and the tip of the sword was in front of me.

Qin Mu waves his hand to block the enemy's murderous spirit.

The other side's sword is very sharp.

It's totally different from the ordinary sword.

The sword is very narrow, less than two fingers wide.There was a cold light all over.

The light of the two eyes is almost the same as the cold light of the sword.

Qin Mu seems to suddenly understand that the other side has reached the realm of the unity of man and sword.

No wonder, his eyes are full of killing intention.

That kind of eyes, ordinary people do not dare to face.

Qin Mu claps a palm and shakes the opponent back.

The whole man went up and rushed into the void.

Between the two palms, there is a force of heaven and earth.

It's a brilliant sword of true Qi. It's dazzling and shining. It's sharp.

Qin Mu vomited a turbid breath, "let me meet your sword!"

The other side's face was cold, and he chopped his sword into the sky.

Man, sword,

in one.

The other strong sects who came out of the hotel hall were all amazed when they saw this scene.

Many of them are good swordsmen, but compared with others, they are not worth mentioning.

No wonder so many strong people can't stop him. It turns out that others have reached such a level.

His sword is not only fast, but also has strange moves.

The whole person and the body of the sword are integrated into one, with the smell of death.

Zheng -

there was a sound of metal fighting. They looked up at the two men fighting in the void. They could not tell the difference when they touched each other.

Oh, my God!

Who on earth is he?

It's a draw with Qin Mu.

A lot of people secretly wipe their sweat and change it into their own. They are afraid that they will be dead under the sword for a long time.

Dangdangdang -

more than ten moves in succession, sparks burst out in the void, and the sound of two swords colliding shocked people's ears.

With Qin Mu's strength in such a state, he still didn't win the other side. Even other people were worried.

If they didn't have Qin Mu's strength, they would have jumped to help.

Master Wukong and Tang Shanniang were farther and farther away. They only heard Tang Shanniang say, "where to go?"

Soon, the two figures had disappeared.

Fortunately, the remaining eight disciples of master Wukong were not very strong. They were soon knocked down by Shen Tianlong and others, and the remaining three were already in danger, so they could not support them.

People next to them swarmed up and took them down.

Master Wukong's eight disciples came out of the hotel hall.

Qin Mu and his opponent have been fighting for dozens of rounds.

"You are not a Buddhist disciple!"

Qin Mu stands aloof in the void.

The other side did not answer, as if they would never speak.

His sword, again in the sheath.

The broad monk's clothes are a little hollow on him, and his figure is completely consistent with the man in black in the video.

His swordsmanship is not Buddhist martial arts at all, or even the way of Donghua's major schools.

Qin Mu looked at each other suspiciously, holding the sword of true Qi, and yelled, "where is the evil, show me the original shape!"

Brush -

a bright light cuts across the sky and cleaves to the opponent.