Chapter 464

"You're not his opponent. I'll come!" Situ Mo stopped him.

"And me?" Hundreds of miles of clouds also joined in the excitement.

They suffered some injuries, several knife edges on their bodies, and many parts of their clothes were stained with blood, both of them own and others.

Let alone injured, even in their heyday, they were by no means rivals.

Just now, situ Mo knew the strength of the old man.

If situ Mo hadn't taken the lead and protected them with strong strength, they would have been killed.

After all, it's useless to have a hard mouth when cultivation is there.

"You two stand aside. Let me try how powerful the former leader of the seven wounded sect is and whether he has a false reputation." Situ Mo stepped forward step by step.

"Boy, look at the move!" The old man took the lead in attacking. With a wave of his sleeve, a long sword on the ground automatically flew up and went towards situ mo.

Then he also moved, followed by the long sword, fierce.

Situ Mo didn't dodge. His eyes just stared at the long sword. The speed of the long sword is very fast. A light glides through the night and flies fast

When the long sword came to the front, situ Mo's index finger flicked the sword, the sword tip suddenly turned around, slapped on the top of the sword handle and killed the old man.

The old man moved and bent down to hide. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and took the sword in his hand.

At the moment when he got his hand, situ Mo came to him. The old man just straightened up and was kicked in the chest.

One move took the lead!

The old man flew backwards for a few meters, forced his body to twist and turn, patted one palm on the ground, turned 180 degrees again, and stood firmly on the ground.

After all, it's not too embarrassing. At least he stopped and fell to the ground. That's... A generous smile.

"Old man, you can't measure your strength." Situ Mo sneered.

"Boy, what a powerful means, what a quick adaptability."

"Really? I think it's okay. "

The more you say, the more you pretend to force, the more you say, the more powerful you are.

"You succeeded just now, but you won't do it next." As the old man spoke, faint blood came out of the corners of his mouth.

After all, I was kicked just now. It's impossible not to get hurt. Situ Mo's strength is strong. Being kicked by him without being abandoned proves his strength.

"Come on! If I don't defeat you within ten moves, I'm not incompetent. " Situ Mo was so arrogant that he opened his posture.

"Come!" The old man shouted, lifted his sword from bottom to top, and a light went close to the ground.

Situ Mo flew up and exploded just as his feet left the ground.

He was graceful and attacked the old man.

The battle between them roared around them. Situ Mo still fought with both hands without any weapons.

One move after another. So far, six moves have passed.

Whether to defeat the opponent within ten moves is unknown.

The sword in the old man's hand is fast and dense. Instead of blindly attacking, he plays steadily. Attack what should be attacked, and never mess with what should not be attacked. Be very careful.

This is very stable, but it is difficult to win or cause fatal injury to the other party.

Is it to hit situ Mo's face?

you 're right! Just to hit him in the face!

Didn't you say within ten moves? Let you talk wildly, let your mouth open, let you pretend to force!

I only want to be stable in the first ten moves and not lose. It depends on what you can do to me.

I have to say that this old guy can have an idea!

Situ Mo attacked quickly, squandered his palms, and was overbearing.

What do you think? I feel a little anxious and impatient to defeat each other.

Blindly attack and work hard.

But is he really so brainless? It doesn't exist!

Storming is also equivalent to concentrating the other party's attention in a disguised form! Focus on his palms!

Suddenly, something came out of situ Mo's body. I didn't know what it was. I only saw a light and flashed away.

It disappeared because the silver needle was shot into the old man's body.

"Well!" The old man felt pain for a moment because of the attack of the silver needle, and his movements stopped slightly.

"Bang!"

How can situ Mo let go of this opportunity? Slapped him on the chest.

The old man flew out and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

"Eight moves!" Situ Mo said faintly.

"Despicable!" The old man sat down on the ground and said with difficulty.

"Mean? Do you pay much attention to the war of life and death? Victory is life, defeat is death! " Situ Mo said with a cut.

"A good one will live if he wins and die if he loses!"

"Are you going to die?"

"I......" the old man remembered that he had just used one foot and sat down again.

He was seriously injured. Situ Mo used at least eight layers of strength in his just palm.

It can be said that the injury is quite serious!

"The seven wounded doors will not exist in the world and will disappear from tonight." Situ Mo said faintly.

"You dare!" The old man is angry.

"Annoying!" Situ Mo flicked his finger and a silver needle galloped away, hitting the old man's eyebrows accurately.

Since he is seriously injured and has lost his ability to sit up, he is equal to a lamb to be slaughtered. It's too easy to shoot him with a silver needle.

The old man opened his mouth and didn't make a sound. His throat was hoarse. Then he fell to the ground and died.

"A talkative man will never live long." Situ Mo looked at the remaining seven.

"Who's next to die first!"

"Situ Mo, don't be too arrogant. Our seven wounded sect is a member of the Northern Alliance. If you dare to kill them all, the Northern Alliance will not let you go." The broken arm man shouted.

"Northern Alliance?" Situ Mo raised his sword eyebrow and never heard the name from the beginning to the end.

"Yes! There are more than 20 sects and more than a dozen hermit families in the Northern Alliance, and the seven wounded sect is one of them. Kill us, and then the Northern Alliance will trouble you. Do you think one person can deal with the whole alliance? "

"Hehe! What can we do if we can handle it, and what can we do if we can't handle it? I, Stuart moss, will not be afraid of anyone who should be killed, nor will I worry about anything. "

After all, it's another flying needle!

The Brokeback man's eyes widened and fell down.

Situ Motian is not afraid. No matter what alliance you have, you dare to offend and kill.

"Son!" The seven wounded leader shouted and ran quickly.

"Son, son..."

It shakes violently and can't wake up. People who have entered the nine springs underground are unable to return to the sky.

"Situ Mo, you deceive people too much. I'll fight with you." The seven wounded leader was so angry that his sword holding hand turned white and rushed up.

Situ Mo stood still. When the sword stabbed him, he saw his head tilted and easily avoided.

Then he stretched out a hand and pinched it on the neck of the seven wounded leader, with a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Click!" With a sound, the palm was released and the head's body was paralyzed like noodles.