Chapter 63

"What's the matter?"

Zhong Li samadhi, who tasted the fragrance of the city, looked at Chen Mo and suddenly hugged nianyou, and immediately cut him.

Nianyou curled up in his arms, buried her head, and a wisp of long black hair fell to the ground like water. Chen Mo rubbed her back, looked around the inn, and said to Zhong Li samadhi, "I'll go to daqiwan later to see about the throwing knife. Take Xiaoyou to buy a dress first."

Zhong Li under his cloak cast an unhappy glance at Samadhi.

"Oh, by the way, there is a private clothing store in the big Hutong. It's good. Go there and have a look." Chen Mo takes a sip of tea.

"All right." Zhong Li samadhi has been staying in the inn for more than ten days to practice Xingli, and he also feels bored.

"I'm going with you." Nianyou grabs Chen mo.

Chen Mo comforted her and said, "it's okay. Samadhi will take good care of you. I'll come back after I'm busy."

With all kinds of persuasion, nianyoucai finally reluctantly agreed.

After drinking Mancheng incense, Chen Mo ordered Zhong Li samadhi again, and then checked out of the inn. After a while, Zhong Li samadhi had enough. The woman grabbed the little girl like a sandbag and walked out.

One in the corner.

Three men watched Chen Mo and Zhong Li leave Samadhi.

"Senior brother Shifeng, that must be her." Yi Chizhu stared at nianyou with burning eyes. His weak figure was too familiar. When he found her at the beginning, he thought that some sweet words would be enough to deceive Xing Jiang to go to Donghua sword sect. As a result, the girl insisted on refusing, and several people were rude. When he was captured by the sword sect, he was sent down by the founder of the sword sect.

"Who are these two?" The fat man drank tea and smashed his mouth. He saw that Chen Mo had not reached the top, and Sanhua looked down on him. It's the man in the cloak who deserves to be feared.

"It seems to be from the western regions."

"Looks like they're going to take her away?" Yi Chizhu ponders. There are many western merchants in Xiaoyu city. It's not surprising to go abroad, but such a meeting is quite tricky.

Shaoshifeng drank tea with an expressionless face and a thoughtful expression.

"Elder martial brother, what should I do?" Yi Chizhu asked.

The cloaked man's origin was unknown, and he couldn't see his accomplishments clearly. He didn't dare to rush into action.

"Let me see, rob now. If things change, it will be troublesome." The fat man said easily, "are we still afraid of the three of us? Otherwise, catch the boy first and inquire about it. He's only nine times his blood, and it's easy."

"That's a good idea." Yi Chizhu nodded.

"OK, younger martial brother Zhang Ming, go and catch the man first. Younger martial brother Chi Zhu is responsible for keeping an eye on it. I'll ask about it." Shaoshi style.

"Leave it to me."

The fat man grabbed the plate, put a handful of melons and fruits in his mouth, and then slipped under his feet, like riding a breeze, and left here.

……

"Boy in front, stop."

Chen Mo walked into an alley and took a shortcut. Suddenly, he heard a cry calling him from behind. Looking back, Chen Mo saw a man with a big belly and a smiling face slowly coming towards him.

The other party looks unsightly, short, and can't see the extra strength in his fat body. However, from the subtle flowers looming above his head, it is obvious that he has reached the realm of the top three flowers.

"Are you looking for me?"

Chen Mo remained calm, his eyelids slightly pricked.

"Who are you holding the little girl in your arms when you were drinking tea in the inn just now?" Zhang Ming swaggered over.

"It's my sister. What can I do for you?"

"Your sister?" Zhang Ming smiled with a playful look. "That's what you picked up. To tell you the truth, that girl is from our sword sect. I came to you this time to ask you to give her to me. If you promise, I have a seven grade dust cleansing pill for you." When dealing with martial artists who have nine turns of blood, Zhang Ming thinks it's enough to give some sweets casually. He looks down on my fat brother. Hey, see how I can handle this matter.

Zhang Ming's eyes rolled.

The seven grade elixir of Xichen pill is used to take it in the realm of essence and flower to increase cultivation.

Chen Mo nodded and said with a smile, "then I'll give you something, too." Make a gesture towards the star boundary stone.

The fat man was strange. Suddenly, a cold and domineering fist wind rushed towards him.

Chen Mo's fists have moved and quietly fell under his eyes.

Zhang Ming's shoulder shook and greeted him with blood in his face. He thought he could easily resist the blow of nine turns of blood, but when the fist fell on his shoulder, a powerful force almost cracked the bone. The fat man who was in pain burst into a cold sweat, shouted and hurried back.

"How dare you attack me?" Zhang Ming bared his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen murmured.

When Chen Mo was in the inn, he felt that nianyou suddenly curled up and was full of fear. He felt something was wrong, and he had already noticed the three fat people. Now I'm afraid it's no good to see that the other party actually followed me.

Chen Mo's move of Gen covering the bowl was originally intended to hit the other party seriously, but the other party's top three flowers were difficult to deal with.

"Toast without penalty." Zhang Ming spat and grabbed it.

The whole person seemed to become a remnant, which had appeared behind Chen Mo and grabbed him on the back. The warrior at the top of the three flower realm is not out of the scope of the body. Even if the two people are in a different realm, Chen Mo's body is as strong as a star with star power. The fat man grabbed Chen Mo on his shoulder and thought he could crush him, but when he grabbed it, it was like touching a hard piece of steel, and he was motionless.

"Drink."

Chen Mo turns around and shakes falsely, using gossip to fill the gap.

Two palms a send, knocked the other side back a step.

The next punch came one after another, and at least Zhang Ming reached the middle of the jinghuajing, with a sneer and his arm like a hammer. The force collided in the bones of the hand, and neither side took advantage.

"You dare to be arrogant even if your blood turns nine." Zhang Ming stamped his foot.

Bang, the ground cracks together.

The martial arts in the refined flower realm have achieved an integral whole, and can control the power to sprout from anywhere on the body. Chen Mo takes a step back. Zhang Ming gives up his life to deceive him, turns into a black bear, and slaps the door with his two claws.

Impressively, it is integrated with martial arts, and has form and spirit.

Chen Mo's move left Zhongxu, and his body method was as open-minded as a valley. His fist was like a gun, and rushed to the sky and hit Zhang Ming's chest. Although it was a super first-class martial art, Zhang Ming trembled all over. His move was called "black bear trembling insect without feet". His strength condensed towards his chest and touched the middle empty.

The powerful force annihilated the artillery leaving Zhongxu, and Chen Mo changed his momentum into a ridge full of strength, such as a spring rising leisurely.

"Ah???" Zhang Ming was shocked and was beaten back heavily.

"Gossip? How can you read the gossip of the book of changes?" Zhang Ming's eyes showed jealousy. The man laughed and shook his hand. A cold sword appeared in his hand. It was two stars.

Martial arts with nine turns of Qi and blood must not compete with Xingwu, especially those at the top of the three flower level.

Zhang Ming immediately hit Chen Mo on the head.

The sword rose like the tide, and there was a continuous feeling, which made people confused. The entrance of the alley was shrouded in sword light. If you are a friar of Xijiang sword sect, you can probably recognize that this is a move of Donghua sword technique 'tide is not on the shore'. When deployed in a narrow space, the opponent can be completely trapped, and the Qi and blood level warrior can only wait for death.

And if the other party will fight hard, the sword will suddenly rise like the tide, and it is difficult to escape.

Chen Mo didn't know this move, but he also saw that the other party's move was quite fierce, and there was a mystery in it. If other Qi and blood warriors were killed here, Chen Mo's face did not change, and his hand was empty.

Zhang Ming stabbed at his eyes, "eh".

Chen Mo waved his hand, which seemed to hold a mass of air.

At this time, an unbeatable domineering spirit burst out of his hands and plunged into the tide with a destructive momentum.

Bang bang.

Countless harsh roars seemed to tear the eardrum. Zhang Mingtong's face changed and his expression was horrified. "What's this move?" In his eyes, Chen Mo seemed to be waving an invisible weapon. In a flash, all the swords were crushed into slag, completely breaking his two star martial moves.

Zhang Ming uses Donghua sword technique.

The sword light changes rapidly, and the murderous spirit turns into thin lines. Chen Mo holds the Big Dipper. After using the wind hidden God stone, the Big Dipper hides the shape of the weapon. The weathering wrapped in the weapon is a powerful murderous gas, which extends with the domineering power on the weapon.

No, this boy's sword technique is too abnormal to stop.

Zhang Ming's heart burst.

After several weapon collisions, he couldn't hold it, and the weapon used by the other party was obviously not an ordinary bully. "Is it Xingwu?" Zhang Ming flashed an idea. He had the idea of retreating and making plans again.

"The black bear patted the tree."

Zhang Ming combines martial arts with swordsmanship.

The power of Donghua sword in his hand killed Beidou. This time, the powerful murderous spirit was blocked. Chen Mo also stepped back with a blow from the top three flower warrior, but Chen Mo sneered and bent his left hand.

Zhang Ming's eyes were dazzled.

Suddenly I felt the pain in my chest. If it weren't for the immortal blood, I would almost be loaded. "Something's wrong with this boy." Zhang Ming turned and ran away.

The top three flower martial artist was hit and fled by the nine turn martial artist. No one would believe it.

But Chen Mo doesn't want to give him a chance to escape. He doesn't want to leave unknown danger. A Tangmen is tricky enough.

"Want to run?"

Chen Mo disdained, and suddenly his feet flashed.

Six footprints instantly appeared on the ground.

Zhang Ming's body method is not fast, but he is still confident that he can escape the nine turn martial arts, but he has not escaped ten steps. He hears six rings from behind, and then he is hit on the back, and the fine flowers on the top are scattered.

Zhang Ming shook insect without feet again, shaking Chen Mo back.

"Damn it, I must make you pay the price." Zhang Ming vomited blood and cursed. Suddenly, a figure blocked the road ahead.

Cloaked woman?

The fat man was stunned, and his expression immediately became ferocious. "I want to see who you are." He roared like a crazy black blind man, and every step was to crush the ground and shake the wall.

Donghua sword technique turned into a cold light and flew away.

The man in the cloak finally raised his head and looked at him face to face. A pair of guns appeared in his hands.

The fat man's anger disappeared.

He is stupid.

Burn all three disasters?!