Chapter 1195

The blood knife trembled all over.

But he

There's no way!

Xu Mu didn't know, but the blood saber knew from that half of the map that it was forbidden to use force on the battle platform. This was the place of ancient war and cultivation. It must not be very good to offend the rules!

And Xu Mu's shameless action at this time, strictly speaking, is not a use of force!

He couldn't do it. He wanted to move his body, but the blood knife was also difficult. The majestic pressure was not covered. He still couldn't understand how Xu Mu could jump around on the steps!

He has to step back!

Otherwise, Xu Mu's big ass may sit on his face!

At that time, he felt that he must want to die!

"Asshole! Shameless!"

Bloody knife!

Step back.

But the pressure is increasing instead of decreasing!

The look of the blood saber changed greatly, and he finally knew what the four words "remember to back" on the map meant.

For Zhan Xiu, as long as he goes to the fighting roof, there is no way back!

If you want to be a counsellor, you must pay the price of being a counsellor!

The mood of the blood saber was as disgusting as eating Xiang. However, at this moment, Xu Mu said with a smile, "Oh, what's the matter with the blood saber, young master? Why do you step back? Do you want me to? Hahaha, don't introduce me. I, Yan Chixia, can't afford to lose. If you say fair competition, fair competition. Since you step back, I..."

"Take a step back!"

Xu Mu said.

He lifted his foot and fell on the back steps.

The blood knife's face turned green!

"Yan Chixia, don't deceive people too much! If you don't kill too much, aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

The blood knife roared.

However, Xu Mu's answer is

A big ass!

The blood knife spits blood, which is the spitting of Qi. The blood at the throat surges wildly, and he can't stop it more and more. He has no way but to retreat. Therefore, he retreats to the origin.

Xu Mu stood on the first step, looked down at the blood knife from a commanding position, and suddenly sneered, "What's the matter? Angry? Angry? Do you regret provoking me? But why the fuck have you gone? If you were honest, I wouldn't bother to talk to you. Seriously, you're not a fart in my eyes. Would you compete with a fart? No? Yes, you have to provoke me!"

The blood knife's face was livid and his eyes were burning, as if it could burn the world. He roared, "don't be complacent. If the mountains don't turn and the water turns, you will fall into my hands sooner or later!"

Xu Mu smiled, "what an honest boy! He knows how to daydream! Well, since you say so..."

Xu Mu raised his eyes.

Suddenly, he looked at other monks under the blood knife and said with a smile, "how can I make you live?"

The blood knife looked white and roared, "what are you... What are you going to do?"

"What do you say?"

Xu Muyou opens his mouth.

Then, with a bad smile, a few jumps

He jumped in front of a monk under the blood knife!

With fear in his eyes, the old man exclaimed, "Yan Chixia, I didn't annoy you at all!"

Xu Muleng snorted, "you didn't annoy me, but your master annoyed me! Go down..."

Xu Mu could see fear in the blood knife's eyes.

So, he doesn't do it anymore, just pout his ass directly!

Look, my heart, liver and lungs are almost blown up!

The old goods targeted by Xu Mu turned red and stared at Xu Mu angrily. His eyes flashed fiercely and shouted, "rampant! Take my palm!"

As soon as the voice fell, they slapped Xu mu on the back. They were very close. This slap hit Xu mu on the back.

The old man was delighted.

However, Xu Mu remained motionless and sighed, "Alas! Poor!"

The voice just fell.

He saw an illusory big hand over the battle roof. He slapped the old goods heavily with unspeakable power, which made the old goods unable to move. His eyes were frightened and spit out a big mouthful of blood. He was pinched by the palm of his hand and threw it out!

Palms disappear.

The old goods fell out of the range of the fighting roof and looked like earth.

Xu Mu said piteously, "your master doesn't dare to do it. You blew your hair. It's so stupid!"

The bloody sword scolded, "Yan Chixia, you're so cruel! I tell you, I'm not finished with you today! And you, don't do it. If you can't, you'll come back. I don't believe it. He can be so arrogant on the roof!"

The monks under the blood Saber's command are extremely hard to see!

Seeing Xu Mu bouncing in front of a partner, a group of old goods shook their heads bitterly and quickly retreated one by one, but soon they were like lightning strikes, endured the attack of pressure, vomited blood and walked down the first step.

Xu mule was happy. He glanced at them and said with a smile, "they are all very conscious! Ha ha, just stay below, have a good look, and dare to come up again, ha ha..."

Looking at the unparalleled cheap Xu mu.

A group of bloody knives almost burst.

"Lying in the trough, shameless!"

"Bitch! How can you be so cheap!"

"Idiot, see how long you can stand!"

"Hooligans, shameless!"

Old timers swear.

Of course, they are very happy!

Nima, and this scratch! 1 operation?

Brother Yan, you are so hung up!

The little Lord burning the sky smiled bitterly. To be honest, he really couldn't do such a thing, and the little Lord burning the sky had no mercy on the blood knife. He didn't treat the blood knife as a person when the blood knife capsized just now.

Xu Mu suddenly looked at the burning little Lord and said with a light smile, "boss, work hard. I've solved all these spicy chickens. When I find something about war repair and inheritance, I'll share it!"

Shaozhu Huotian said positively, "don't worry, brother Yan, this is what brother Yan deserves!"

Xu Mu smiled.

One advantage of working with a guy with Sanguan integrity is that you can rest assured.

Since the burning God has said this, he will never repent.

"If so..."

Xu Mu's eyes turned.

Then, suddenly, he looked at the blood knife and said with a strange smile, "then I'll stand guard here. With me, they can't take a step on the fighting roof! If they want to come up, they'll be ready to meet my sweet buttocks!"

Spit blood with a blood knife.

The monks under his command also vomited blood.

Fog grass NIMA, still want to wait for this guy to go up, and then finally keep up, which thought

Damn it, you stinky hooligan. You still have sweet hips. I'm your uncle!

however.

What about anger?

What about being angry?

Xu mu, relying on his abnormal physical details, can jump around on the roof of the battle, but they are even very difficult to move.

Facing Xu Mu's cheap move.

They have no choice