Chapter 357

The cry was hysterical and made Su Moyu feel uncomfortable.

Generally speaking, the wooden city is just a mortal city. Although downtown murder sounds frightening, it is simply insignificant to these practitioners.

Because in the practice field, when and when are the dead?

I don't know why, but Su Moyu's heart suddenly tightened.

He frowned and stared in that direction for a long time. He said, "go and have a look!"

He said so, of course, twig had no opinion.

But Du Ziyi quit.

"Did you listen to me? Mucheng is very dangerous. Hurry up."

But Su Moyu didn't pay attention, but went straight to the cry.

Du Ziyi couldn't, and after a long sigh, he had to follow behind, just hoping there wouldn't be any trouble.

The three men soon crossed two long streets and came to the place where the scream just now was.

Although a bloody case had just happened, the people on the long street did not disperse. Instead, the people on the inner and outer floors surrounded the place of the incident.

Of course, these people naturally could not stop Su Moyu's steps, nor did they see his movements. They just walked forward at will. The people in front of him were pushed around by an invisible force.

Soon he came to the center of the crowd.

Looking forward, Su Moyu raised his eyebrows.

In the crowd, two people lay in a pool of blood.

In terms of clothes, one is a disciple of xuanjianzong, while the other is a disciple of biluozong.

Although he had not seen them, Su Moyu only looked at them and knew their accomplishments.

One is the state of harmony, while the other is the state of harmony.

Although it's nothing compared with yourself, it's also a great master in common customs.

But it's unusual that such two people were killed in the street, and they both closed their throats with one sword.

Glancing at the wound, Su Moyu was more suspicious.

"What a fast sword!" he sighed.

Then, with his eyes tilted, he saw a young man standing beside the two bodies.

From the appearance, it is not much bigger than Su Moyu.

But Su Moyu looked at him carefully, but was surprised to find that he couldn't see the depth of each other.

"This..." he was slightly stunned. He didn't expect such good players in places like Yunzhou.

At this time, the young man seemed to feel Su Moyu's eyes, turned and stared at him, with a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes.

"Do you want to see my sword?" he stared at Su Moyu and said without a head.

After hearing this sentence, Su Moyu's heart jumped.

He looked down and fell on the scabbard in the other party's hand.

Then he saw that the scabbard was worn-out. At first glance, there was nothing strange.

But Su Moyu vaguely felt that there was an active volcano hidden in the scabbard.

As soon as the sword comes out of its sheath, it must be a fierce attack.

"I'd love to see it, but I don't have time now." Su Moyu weighed it over and over again and replied.

He knew that as long as he promised the other party, he was afraid it would be a fierce battle.

But now he still has a lot to do, and he is not sure that it will not affect others, so he thought about it and gave this answer.

After listening to Su Moyu's answer, the young man nodded and said, "OK, tell me when you want to see it."

Then he turned and left.

Su Moyu was stunned. He didn't understand why this strong monster gave up in a word.

But just as the young man turned around, there was a sudden noise outside the crowd.

"Who killed my junior brother?"

With the sound of shouting and drinking, the crowd automatically made way, and saw more than a dozen disciples of Biluo sect breaking in with swords.

Although the elite of biluozong lost more than half in daze, after all, a hundred footed insects died but did not freeze. If you talk about ordinary hehejing disciples, there are still a large number.

"Immortal master, that's the guy!" a passer-by identified the young man.

"Which fucking sect are you from? How dare you hurt my senior brother?" a disciple of Biluo sect, headed by him, stared at each other.

However, the young man did not answer his question, but asked himself, "do you want to see my sword?"

This time, I was stunned at everything.

After a long time, the leading disciple of bilaozong said with disdain: "sword? Just the broken iron in your hand? Take it out and show me."

Hearing this, the young man brightened his eyes and said, "good!"

As he spoke, he saw his hand shake and then stop, as if he had moved or not moved.

The onlookers did not know why, but Su Moyu vaguely saw a trace.

Just now, the young man drew his sword, cut people, and took it back at one go.

Even with Su Moyu's eyesight, he can't fully capture the complete movement.

But when it comes to the speed of the sword, this is definitely the fastest person Su Moyu has seen so far.

"Shit, you're pulling out your sword?" the bilaozong disciple in the back row scolded.

But at this time, the disciple who spoke earlier fell to the ground with a hiss in his throat and died.

"It's so fast. If it were me, could you escape this sword?" Su Moyu frowned and kept thinking in his heart.

"Elder martial brother!" several Bi Luo sect disciples of climate rushed to the elder martial brother in the end.

"Do you want to see my sword?" the young man asked the dozen people in a very uncomfortable and flat tone.

At this moment, everyone knows that this strange young man is an expert with exquisite cultivation.

It is by no means an ordinary person who can raise a sword and kill without trace in full view of the public.

"Who the hell are you?" a disciple of biluozong stood up with his sword and stared at each other flustered.

But the other party didn't want to answer him at all, but held the hilt of the sword with his hand and stared at the other party silently.

As a result, the dozen bilaozong disciples suddenly froze in place.

"Go!" feeling the strong pressure from each other, a disciple of biluozong, who was headed by him, finally couldn't stand it. He turned back, picked up two corpses from the same door, and walked behind the crowd.

As a result, the onlookers burst into a great uproar.

Seeing the same door killed in front of him, and the enemy in front of him, he didn't even say a word.

Bilaozong's behavior attracted a lot of boos.

But the disciples of Biluo sect didn't seem to hear it. They bowed their heads and quickly rushed out of the crowd.

The young man with the sword shook his head and said, "it seems that he doesn't want to see it."

Then he sighed and went out again.

But at this time, I heard the sound of breaking the air above my head, and a woman's voice shouted, "stop!"