Chapter 332

"Younger martial brother!" seeing this, the disciple of yanjianliu on the other side was stunned on the spot and shouted back at the man on the branch of the tree.

"Elder martial brother, help me, my meridians are sealed by him..." the disciple on the branch of the tree trembled and shouted.

The elder martial brother was stunned when he heard this. Just now Su Moyu waved his palm and clapped his younger martial brother. It seemed to him that he was very strong.

But he never thought that the other party could easily seal his meridians while patting his younger martial brother.

It's incredibly accurate.

"Younger martial brother, wait here. I'll ask martial uncle to come and help!" at this time, the disciple was frightened and turned and ran up the mountain.

Su Moyu looked at his back, snorted coldly, didn't speak, and continued to go up the mountain.

Jiang Qingwen, lying in Su Moyu's arms, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Su Moyu didn't really hurt people although she did.

However, seeing that Su Moyu had not untied her meridians, her heart was still hanging in the air for fear of any other trouble.

Su Moyu ignored her worry and walked forward slowly.

He is not a murderous man. He always has a clear distinction between kindness and resentment.

It's true that he had a holiday with Yan jianliu, but these two disciples who pretend to be powerful are not worth killing him.

But at this time, the sound of breaking the air came over Nanping mountain, and a man shouted, "who made this time!"

Su Moyu was familiar with the sound. He quickly looked up and saw a young Taoist imperial sword flying at the other end of the mountain forest. He came in front of him in an instant.

Su Moyu has seen this face!

It was in xuanjian sect that he hurt his arm with a burning and exploding talisman under the big martial arts test arena.

At the beginning, Su Moyu didn't know why the guy who had no grievances with him attacked and hurt himself.

But later, I learned from Han Yan that the De Xiang was instructed by de Xuan. In order to get on the top floor of the library and watch books, he would use the burning and explosive talisman to himself.

Although later, under the strength of Cheng Jianxuan, Yan jianliu punished De Xiang heavily, Su Moyu's anger never subsided.

Because he always felt that revenge always counted on him.

"Flying sword and flowing fire!" when De Xiang was still several feet away from Su Moyu, the sword suddenly burst out a flame several feet long and stabbed Su Moyu quickly.

"He he Shangjing, the boy has made some progress in four years, and the power of this sword is also good." Su Moyu glanced at each other and looked through the details of each other.

It has to be said that the strength of De Xiang has been greatly improved compared with that four years ago, but it is very different from Su Moyu at this time.

Seeing that Su Moyu did not dodge, he spread his right hand and grabbed the sword of De Xiang.

At the same time, Feng Yuan's strength condensed in the palm of his hand and burst open when he came into contact with the sword of De Xiang.

Boom!

After a muffled sound, De Xiang's sword stopped in front of Su Moyu's palm, and all the flames on the sword had been extinguished.

"Good means, take my move again!" De Xiang snorted coldly and withdrew his sword. As soon as he pinched the sword formula, his aura began to flow rapidly.

At this time, Jiang Qingwen, who was still in Su Mo Yu's arms, flashed a trace of impatience in her eyes.

She kept scolding De Xiang at the moment.

In the past two years, De Xiang has received a lot of care from the Pope and made great progress.

What's more, as a younger generation disciple, he successfully cultivated yanjianliu's Secret sword, making him the strongest of yanjianliu's new generation of disciples in an instant.

Because of this, De Xiang's arrogance has gradually increased in the past four years, and he gradually doesn't look at others.

But in Jiang Qingwen's view, this De Xiang is an out and out fool who can't even understand the most basic situation.

Just now that the sword was useless, he should understand how far he is from Su Moyu.

But now, instead of retreating, he wanted to fight Su Moyu.

Isn't this death?

"Secret sword, burning fire burns the city!" at this moment, De Xiang finally condensed his aura and stabbed Su Moyu with another sword.

Su Moyu looked at him coldly and felt a burst of laughter in his heart.

De Xiang did become the secret sword of Yan jianliu, which surprised Su Moyu.

But in Su Moyu's view, the secret sword of De Xiang is simply a show off and can't be used in actual combat.

Because he took too long to prepare for this move.

For such a long time, if Su Moyu wanted to, it would be enough to kill him hundreds of times.

But Su Moyu didn't do it. He waited for his sword to be brewed, and then slowly raised his right hand and grabbed it at De Xiang's sword.

Su Moyu didn't dodge the sword, but he grabbed it with his back hand. De Xiang was shocked and angry, and sneered: "what a arrogant and ignorant person, see me waste your arm!"

While talking, the sword with infinite burning intention stabbed Su Moyu.

Burning the city with the fire of the burning sword is a powerful sword. Once it stabs the opponent, it will absorb the aura of the burning attribute into the opponent's body and then explode.

It only takes a moment to burn each other from the inside out.

Therefore, after De Xiang stabbed the sword, he almost predicted that Su Moyu's arm would burst.

To his surprise, his sword suddenly stopped after touching Su Moyu's right hand.

"After such a long time, you are still so stupid!" Su Moyu said coldly.

At this moment, De Xiang was stunned.

But almost at the same time, he noticed that from Su Moyu's hand, a great pressure came like a mountain and a sea, pressing himself back into his meridians with the sword Qi of burning the city with fire.

"How could it be?" De Xiang was flustered for the first time.

Just then, on the Nanping mountain behind him, several voices broke through the air. It was obvious that the messenger disciple informed the people on the top of the mountain of his emotions.

"Fool, abandon the sword!" a burst voice sounded halfway up the mountain.

After this reminder, De Xiang came back to God and wanted to abandon his sword and retreat.

However

"You'd better stay!" Su Moyu's cold voice came, and De Xiang realized that a strong suction had locked his hand firmly on the handle of the sword.

At the same time, his fire burned the city and the sword Qi flowed into his body along the meridians.

"Stop... Stop..." at this moment, De Xiang was completely flustered and looked at the guy with a mask in front of him.

However, it was too late.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the sword gas of the burning city exploded in De Xiang's arm.

For a moment, blood burst out and De Xiang's arm was blackened.

He gave a terrible howl and fainted.

"In the past, you hurt me, but now I give you up. It's even in front of me." Su Moyu said secretly in his heart.

But just then, behind De Xiang, a voice shouted, "thief dare you!"