pick up an alien

Chapter 17 Killing the Lord of a Sect?
The rusty sword on the plaque in Embroidery Village has never been taken away by Mu Changan. Now that the rusty sword is gone, someone must have come here and pulled out the rusty sword on the plaque.

"You stay here, I'll go in and have a look." Mu Changan pulled out the Dragon Pattern Saber, greeted Song Shenxue and walked inside.

"Hey~"

A cold light shot out, and Mu Changan subconsciously saw a small knife fly across his cheek, bringing up a few drops of bright red blood.

A rusty sword followed, piercing Mu Chang'an's throat.

Dance knife style!
The dragon pattern knife was like a floating flower, swaying and catching the sword accurately.

"It really is you!" Mu Changan looked at the other party with a little surprise, the blood on his face was running down, which was extremely scary.

Zhao Wou-ki held the sword in one hand, with a gloomy expression on the corner of his mouth: "Young man, you are so haunted, do you think I am afraid of you?"

Hearing this, Mu Changan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, who the hell wants to meet you?

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mu Chang'an forced Zhao Wuji back with a knife, and the long knife cut across the night sky, slashing Zhao Wuji.

Now that we have met, it is just a matter of time to settle the grievances.

A wisp of white mist emerged, becoming so conspicuous in the dark night.

"Clang~"

Mu Changan was immediately blown away.

"Fuck! How do you have spiritual power!" Mu Changan was shocked, he actually felt the powerful spiritual power from Zhao Wuji's rusted sword!

What about the exhaustion of aura in this world?
Why does Zao Wou-ki have spiritual power in his body?
Zhao Wuji smiled sinisterly, and stabbed with another sword, Mu Changan resisted again, the swords intertwined, and the white mist surrounded him.

Zhao Wuji's cultivation level was obviously much higher than that of Mu Changan's, he was beaten back and retreated, and he suffered a lot of injuries.

Fortunately, Mu Changan could feel that the aura attached to the sword was not much, it could even be said that there was only a little bit, which was barely acceptable, so that he would not be stabbed to death by a sword.

"Attack his right shoulder." Suddenly, the silent Song Shenxue said.

Mu Chang'an didn't hesitate when he heard the words, and directly swept towards Zhao Wuji's right shoulder which had been chopped off in the third dragon pattern.

Zhao Wuji was slightly startled, and blocked the sword with his left hand towards his right shoulder.

"Ding!"

When the swords collided, Mu Changan obviously felt that his sword had cut forward a little bit, and the rusty sword directly touched the opponent's shoulder.

Work hard!

The Dragon Pattern Knife continuously exerted pressure on the Rusty Sword, and the Rusty Sword squeezed inch by inch on Zhao Wou-Ki's shoulder, and the dark red blood flowed out directly.

Attacking the right shoulder, Zhao Wou-ki obviously couldn't use his strength!

Zhao Wou-ki snorted, and stepped back directly. How could Mu Changan make him so relaxed, and quickly approached, making it impossible for Zhao Wou-ki to escape.

The target is only one point, slash at Zhao Wou-ki's right shoulder!
Gradually, Mu Changan gained the upper hand.

Zao Wou-ki was beaten back steadily, and Zao Wou-ki's spiritual power seemed to have been exhausted, and the white mist on the rusty sword disappeared.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Wuji directly stabbed Mu Changan, taking advantage of the situation to escape.

"Where are you going!" Mu Changan's dragon-patterned saber danced in his hand, and he directly slashed at it.

The dragon pattern knife came out of his hand, like a full moon scimitar.

"Pfft~"

The Dragon Pattern Knife pierced Zao Wou-ki's back and chest, he fell to the ground and twitched a few times, then remained motionless.

"call!"

Mu Changan sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, the blood on his face was all over his face, and he didn't have time to wipe it off.

"Water." Song Shenxue crawled up to Mu Changan and handed him the water.

Mu Changan took the mineral water and poured it into his mouth.

"Gudong~gudong~ha~~~"

Taking a long breath, his whole body relaxed. Mu Changan lost his head and fell over.

……

When he woke up again, Mu Changan found himself back in the grocery store, lying on the floor in the back room, feeling chilly.

It was already bright outside, and the sunlight came in through the gap, making Mu Changan squint his eyes uncontrollably.

"It seems that when the body is too weak, it will be sent back automatically."

"Hi~"

Accidentally touched the wound on his cheek, and Mu Changan gasped in pain.

After touching his cheek, Mu Changan quickly picked up a mirror to watch.

"Don't lose your appearance!" Mu Chang'an was a little worried, if he lost his appearance, he would lose his dinner partner in the future.

A small scar on his cheek didn't look very serious, so Mu Changan was relieved and relieved.

"The spiritual power in the body has recovered, and it seems to be a little bit stronger than before. Could it be that the strength has improved?" Mu Changan felt the surging power in his body, and couldn't help punching the air a few times.

"Papa" sounded.

'The middle stage of body training. '

A piece of information appeared in Mu Changan's mind.

"From the early stage to the middle stage?" Mu Changan was overjoyed, he didn't expect that yesterday's fierce battle would actually increase his strength.

"Fighting can improve your cultivation!"

This was the conclusion that Mu Changan finally came to.

Fight fight!

Find a fight!

Mu Changan opened his storage bag and found that the dragon knife was not in it.

"It's broken, Embroidery Village!" Mu Changan was startled, and quickly summoned a blue halo, and stepped inside.

The sky in the other world was also bright, and Mu Changan returned to the place where he fell last night. Lying on the ground not far in front of him was Zhao Wuji who had been stabbed to death by the dragon knife.

But Mu Changan was not in the mood to get back his knife right now, but turned his head to look at Song Shenxue who was beside the campfire, who had already passed out.

He ran over to support the person on his body, patted that dirty face, and whispered: "God Snow King, wake up."

Song Shenxue seemed to have reacted, and slowly opened her eyes, feeling that she was in Mu Chang'an's bad place, and quickly struggled to push away.

Mu Changan put the person upright, let go of his hand, glanced at the noodles in the pot on the stand and found that they had all been eaten, and there was only a bit of soup left. He couldn't help but joked, "Isn't the noodles delicious?"

Song Shenxue immediately lowered her face when she heard the words, and did not speak.

Mu Changan rubbed his nose, took out a few ham sausages and two bottles of mineral water from the storage bag, gave some to Song Shenxue and said, "First fill your stomach, I'll touch a corpse."

Song Shenxue nodded, took the food and ate in silence, without asking why Mu Changan suddenly disappeared last night.

Mu Chang'an also explained briefly, took a sip of water and came to the side of Zao Wou-ki's body, pulled out the dragon pattern knife, and found a storage bag from his waist.

Apart from the storage bag, Zao Wou-ki didn't have any other good things on him, so Mu Changan had no choice but to give up. He dealt with the corpse first, then returned to the campfire with the storage bag, dragon pattern knife, and rusty sword, and tried to open the storage bag. bag.

A faint spiritual power emerged, but it was not strong. When Mu Changan moved slightly, the spiritual power remaining on the storage bag was broken, and the spiritual power entered the storage bag.

The space is still only a few square meters, and the height is the same as a normal house. There are many bottles and cans on the ground, as well as some books, scrolls,

I didn't see any spiritual artifacts, and he seemed to be a poor man.

"Returning the suzerain, it looks like a fool." Mu Changan curled his lips, and took out a book casually.

'Second Grade Martial Skill: Wandering Dragon Startling Step (footwork martial skill). '

"Okay! Second-grade martial arts, good stuff." Mu Changan happily put away this book Youlong Jingbu, and continued to take out other books.

　Thanks to carol_ran, book friend 150422175141160, and the most handsome 'chubby hippopotamus' in the universe for the reward, thank you!

　　
　
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