Martial Arts: The opening reward is full-level magic

Chapter 105 Who is it? [Second update! 】

"Life debt? Surnamed Su?"

Zuo Qiu Yang was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "So you are Su Mo from the Ziyang Escort..."

Having said that, he couldn't help coughing repeatedly, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Reluctantly got up, sat on the chair in the middle of the hall, let out a sigh of relief, looked up and saw Yang Xiaoyun holding the Longyuan gun, fighting in and out among the crowd.

Although she is a woman, she does not give way to a man.

With all his martial arts skills, few of his peers can hold a candle to him.

Wei Ziyi has practiced quietly in the Lengyue Palace for many years, and he has mastered the arc moon swordsmanship. At this moment, the life and death of his two men in black are in the blink of an eye.

As for Su Mo in front of him...

Before he actually made a move, he was already seriously injured.

This game of chess...how did it end in a dead end game?

"It's Su."

Su Mo stepped forward: "In Luoxia City, among the narrow alleys, the leader of the left alliance sent four dead men to take Su's life.

"This account was admitted by the leader of the left just now!"

Zuo Qiuyang looked at Su Mo, and suddenly laughed wildly:
"That's right, it's me! But, Boss Su really thinks that you can kill me in this mansion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped the back of the chair with one palm. The next moment, the wall behind him suddenly parted, and the chair fell backwards. Zuo Qiu Yangfei got up and rolled into the secret passage behind the wall.

This change made Su Mo a little surprised, and flew out with a punch.

However, when the fist wind was everywhere, the chair had naturally returned to its place, and the wall closed with a loud crash.

The fist wind hit the wall, and there was a sound like Hong Zhong Dalu, and a fist mark was imprinted on it out of thin air.

Su Mo came to the chair, and according to Zuo Qiuyang's method, reached out and patted the back of the chair.

However, there was no reaction at all.

There is obviously another mystery in this.

If Su Mo was given time, he might not be able to find the location of the agency, but at this moment, how could there be such time?
He simply grabbed the chair with both hands and exerted a little force, but the chair was completely embedded in the ground.

Only then nodded in satisfaction, and immediately twisted his waist: "Get up!!"

There was a sound of cracking, cracking, and twisting sounds of gold and iron, and the chair was 'torn' off the ground abruptly by Su Mo.

The chair made of pure metal, after being torn apart, exposed the metal gears and other mechanisms inside, and it collapsed and flew around in an instant.

Wei Ziyi had just dealt with the two men in black, and when he looked up and saw this scene, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This Su Mo looked thin, without the slightest sense of burly, and when he used his swordsmanship, he was even more chic.

However, every gesture is like a murder weapon in the world.

It's really appalling.

With a bang, Su Mo threw the chair aside casually, walked up to the wall, and dropped his foot. With a bang, the whole hall shook faintly.

Those guards who were besieging Yang Xiaoyun on the periphery but were defeated one after another by Yang Xiaoyun were still brave enough to die.

But when the loud noise came, and looking at the faintly shaking hall, I couldn't help trembling, subconsciously took two steps back, and didn't dare to go forward for a while, as if I was afraid that the hall would collapse and bury them underneath .

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyun put away his gun and stood up, but rushed into the hall.

"Little Street!"

She yelled.

Su Mo looked back at her: "Wait outside."

"Oh."

Yang Xiaoyun followed good example and went out again with a gun in hand.

Wei Ziyi couldn't help but glanced at Yang Xiaoyun: "What did you listen to what he said?"

"Eh?"

Yang Xiaoyun was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has indeed become a state of listening to what Su Mo said after this trip to the present.

She mulled over the shift in mindset.

At the beginning, she planned to be a bystander, only providing force, not ideas, and wanted to see how Su Mo would deal with dangerous situations when he walked the darts by himself in the future.

This is her initial thought.

However, along the way, Su Mo, not to mention that he has never been aggressive at all, always thinks about something.

What he said and did was outstanding.

Unknowingly, he made himself obey him.

At this point, a conditioned reflex has been formed, and she will agree to whatever Su Mo says, and she doesn't need her own opinions at all.

Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed, instead of being annoyed, she felt happy, and said to Wei Ziyi:

"He is my future husband-in-law, so naturally I will listen to what he says."

"..."

Wei Ziyi found himself powerless to refute.

Seeing Yang Xiaoyun walk out of the hall, he was hesitating whether to go out, when he heard bang bang bang!
There were three sounds in succession, and one sound was louder than the other, which meant that Su Mo's strength became stronger each time.

A wall that was in good condition was distorted and deformed by his kick, and a huge hole was torn open, revealing the corridor inside.

Su Mo flew in immediately, Wei Ziyi frowned, and was hesitating whether to go in or not, when Yang Xiaoyun had already pierced past her with a spear in his hand, and got into the tunnel.

The corner of Wei Ziyi's mouth twitched: "What a husband and wife."

Looking at Zhan Ming in his hand, he finally carried this person into the corridor.

Outside the hall, there were corpses thrown all over the place, and the remaining guards looked at each other in blank dismay, asking whether they should catch up to carry out the leader's order, but they were in a bit of a dilemma.

Yang Xiaoyun killed them all on their backs, and the human weapon inside was so terrifying, just looking at his kicks, if they were kicked on them, none of them would be able to survive.

If you chase after him, you may be looking for your own death.

What's more, Zuo Qiuyang ran away, what was the reason for their desperate efforts?
Just as he was thinking, the sound of footsteps came in a blink of an eye.

At first, a middle-aged man was wearing a pair of black gloves, and there was still blood on the gloves that had not been wiped off.

Iron Palm Iron Xiangying!
He swept his eyes and waved his hand lightly: "Take it!"

The people behind flew out immediately. These guards had no intention of fighting, so they threw their weapons on the ground one after another to avoid unnecessary casualties.

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The corridor was deep at the beginning, but after a few steps, it was the exit.

"It turned out to be just a cover..."

Su Mo guarded his body tightly and flew out to prevent surprise attacks from the outside world. When he came out, it turned out to be an empty room.

The corner of his mouth twitched for a moment: "It's a fancy thing, but this suspicious strategy has made you play to your heart's content."

Just as he was considering where to find Zuo Qiuyang, he saw traces of blood on the ground.

Follow this trace out of the door of this room, and after a short walk, you have already arrived at a room in the inner courtyard.

The door of the room was thrown wide open.

Facing the door was a desk, and sitting in front of the desk was a person with his eyes closed, his spirit collapsed, and he was dead.

It was... Zuo Qiuyang!

When Su Mo stepped into the room, he saw a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. The paper was stained with blood, and there was writing and ink left. First, he wrote four large characters, which were: winners and losers!
Then there was another crazy handwriting: No one can kill me, except myself! ! !
"..."

Su Mo looked at the dead body carefully, then scanned the words on the table, and couldn't help curling his lips:

"This grandson is probably sick."

"Who?"

Yang Xiaoyun's voice came, and he was crossing the threshold, and saw Zuo Qiuyang's body at a glance, and then stood with Su Mo, looking at each other.

The last one to come in was Wei Ziyi.

"died?"

Wei Ziyi looked at the corpse, then at the handwriting, and couldn't help shaking his head: "I would rather die than admit defeat, but I can be considered a man."

Zhan Ming, who was held in her hands, looked at Zuo Qiuyang's body with an extremely complicated expression.

Not knowing what to think of, he secretly sighed.

"Since he can't kill us, his path will naturally come to an end.

"I don't want to fall into the hands of others, life and death are hard to control, and self-destruction is not a bad thing."

Yang Xiaoyun sighed, and glanced at Su Mo: "For us, this matter is considered to be over, right?"

Su Mo stared at the corpse, but thoughtfully, nodded slightly but did not speak.

Because at this moment, there were footsteps approaching.

The person who came was Tie Zhang Tie Xiangying.

His eyes swept over the three of Su Mo one by one, and finally he stared at Zuo Qiuyang:

"It's easy to die."

The voice paused for a moment, and then he clasped his fists to the three of them and said, "Three, the city lord welcomes you."

Wei Ziyi nodded slightly, and looked back at Su Mo.

"No need."

Su Mo shook his head, and said to Wei Ziyi: "Miss Wei, our trip here is over. Su Mou is very satisfied with this great gift."

"This……"

Wei Ziyi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly accompanied Xinxin and asked: "President Su, is it because I didn't tell you about my relationship with City Lord Hua?"

Su Mo looked at Wei Ziyi strangely, and couldn't help but smile:

"Miss Wei, what are you talking about? I came here only for the revenge of the assassination in the narrow alley that day. Miss Wei used frequent means to find an enemy for me. I am not grateful enough. How can there be any reason to blame?

"It's just that my sister Xiaoyun and I have been tossing all the way to this point. This kind of enmity can be regarded as revenge, but I also feel quite tired.

"Calculating carefully, the two of us tossed and tossed back and forth for nearly two months, and it is inevitable that we will be a little tired.

"It's somewhat disrespectful to go to see the Lord Hua in such a state, so I have to wait until the next time I have free time, and then come to the Lord Hua in person to make an apology."

Seeing that what he said seemed quite sincere, Wei Ziyi nodded:

"That's good. Don't blame me. I really have a lot of secrets about this matter. When I am free, I will go to the Ziyang Escort Bureau in person and apologize to Chief Su's Escort."

"It's serious."

Su Mo led Yang Xiaoyun to cup his fists and said, "Then the green hills will not change, and the green waters will flow forever!"

"There will be a period later!"

Wei Ziyi clasped his fists and clasped his hands, Zhanming fell to the ground with a plop, grinning his teeth in pain, but dared not utter a word.

Qiu Yu chasing the night meteor, but this meeting is just a poor guy.

Su Mo immediately turned around and left with Yang Xiaoyun, and within a few jumps, he was already far away.

Tie Xiangying glanced at Wei Ziyi, and said in a low voice: "This man's martial arts are extraordinary, if he can be used by us..."

"I advise you not to act rashly!"

Wei Ziyi's face darkened: "I will personally explain to the Lord Hua about this person."

"This...you seem to be very fancy about him?"

"Fancy?"

Wei Ziyi smacked his lips: "I'm a little afraid of him..."

Whenever thinking of Su Mo's method of killing the three masters of the Youquan Sect, Wei Ziyi felt shuddering.

In today's world, who can block that sword?
Wei Ziyi asked himself, if he couldn't do it himself, I'm afraid Hua Qianyu couldn't do it either, even his grandfather Wei Ruhan... It was hard to say when he was young, but this time, he would definitely die with a single strike.

Such a person, if he doesn't follow the rules and cares nothing about the lives and deaths of the people in the four cities, three rivers and two bays, then by himself, he can make the entire Luofeng League go to hell!
This kind of person, use?For my use?
As long as this idea is moved, it is the right way to die!
Tie Xiangying never expected to hear such an answer from Wei Ziyi's mouth, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

I wanted to say something more, but Wei Ziyi waved his hand: "Okay, this matter will stop here, take me to see the Lord Hua."

"Yes."

Tie Xiangying didn't dare to say much, and after agreeing, she led the way.

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From the perspective of the people in Tianyu City, this night was nothing special.

Even though there were some sounds of swords and swords being killed, it was nothing more than a lively scene.

For them who live in such an era, this excitement is not worth mentioning at all.

However, for the people to whom Zuo Qiuyang belonged, the sixth leader, it was a nightmare.

Hua Qianyu used Zuo Qiuyang to hide Zhanming and tried to stir up civil strife in Luofeng League as an excuse, and swept all the forces under Zuo Qiuyang's name with thunderous force.

The edge is fast, the action is decisive, and it is vigorous and resolute, leaving no room for it.

Between the narrow alleys, at this moment, someone was rushing.

This person was wearing a black robe, covering his head and face.

Hide in the dark from time to time, observe quietly, and only proceed after confirming that there is no problem.

In fact, there are sounds of swords and soldiers everywhere tonight, and occasionally someone looks up and jumps between the roofs and eaves.

Maybe in any corner, there is a corpse that has just been killed but has no time to deal with.

After following the dark alley and reaching a dark corner, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the hustle and bustle in the distance, his eyes were full of complex colors.

"Huaqianyu, Wei Ruhan...cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He quickly covered it with his hand, looked at the blood in his palm, and his face was gloomy again:
"Wei Ziyi...

"Su Mo!
"Every one of you...don't think about it.

"One day, I will let you all experience the humiliation and pain I have endured today!!"

"is it?"

"Then when..."

After saying two words just now, the man's throat suddenly seemed to be choked by someone. The next moment, without even thinking about it, he suddenly turned around, and suddenly tapped his two fingers!
Refers to the place where the wind falls, but it is empty.

The voice suddenly came from behind: "It is said that Zuo Qiuyang, the sixth ally, was a master of arts when he joined the Tianxing sect in the past. However, Xiaotianxing's fingers are pure and fierce, but he did not expect that, Before that, I learned swords."

The person in the black robe was exactly Zuo Qiuyang who was supposed to be dead.

His face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around suddenly, and with two fingers like swords, he stabbed obliquely.

However, he saw a man in black, like a ghost, escaped from the side of the sword energy of his fingertips just right.

But when Zuo Qiuyang poked his gaze over, this person abruptly disappeared from under his nose.

"who am I?"

But the voice came again, but it was mixed with a little helplessness: "I am a damned person, and I have survived until now, just because there is a child who has not yet grown up. I planned to leave a piece of foundation, so that he can enjoy wealth and honor in peace." But I didn't expect that you people would have your idea on him!"

Zuo Qiu Yang moved his ears, and finally caught the person's location, turned his head suddenly, but saw that the person was within walking distance of him.

Leaning over, there was a cold light in his eyes.

Zuo Qiuyang was startled for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he flipped his palms over and stretched out with concentrated palm force.

The man in black didn't even move, despite the two palms hitting his chest.

But Zuo Qiuyang's expression changed drastically.

He used the palm strength of the Great Heavenly Star, palming the place where the wind falls, and running the profound kung fu, damaging the meridian.

However, at this moment, the place where the two palms landed was actually empty, and there was no feeling of landing on the ground at all.

For a moment, I only felt a huge force rewinding back.

His whole body was thrown into the air in an instant, and he slammed into the wall of the alleyway.

Turning over and rolling down, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could raise his head, he saw a pair of feet had already reached in front of him, and when he raised his head again, the man in black was condescending, as if looking down on an ant:
"I carefully protected him from growing up, although he is not good enough, as long as I see him safe and happy, I feel happy in my heart.

"I protect him so much, where did you borrow the courage to kill him?
"Zuo Qiuyang... Are you tired of living?"

"I... I don't know, I don't know that he is protected, no... No, you said, who are you talking about? Who are you?"

Zuo Qiuyang was going crazy.

Where did this master come from?
In a place with four cities, three rivers and two bays, how can there be such a person?
The martial arts performed by Su Mo today are already shocking enough.

Compared with Su Mo's internal strength, it is unknown, but the strangeness is far from being comparable to Su Mo's martial arts...

It's just that this person speaks upside down, making people confused.

"I guess the person he's talking about may be me."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the wall.

Zuo Qiuyang looked up subconsciously, his pupils constricted, and his eyes were full of despair.

Just because the person who spoke was Su Mo!
He sat on the top of the wall, his legs drooped, and the sword box behind him was placed on his knees, and he looked at the man in black with a strange look:
"It's just that I also have the same question as the leader of the left. Senior, who are you?"

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