80. Daughter’s Red Sleeves·Intoxicated Heroes of the World (2)

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Chi Gansha said helplessly: "Sister is about to come in, how can we stop her?"

"Big sister?"

Recently he visited Canker Lake and heard that someone had subdued a group of unruly evil spirits and heretics. Just because they were brought down together overnight, they were convinced.

Bodhi was deeply surprised and thought to himself: Wasn't that the work of the Poison King of Southern Xinjiang? How could a girl like this do it?

Although he was suspicious, he knew that the poison was powerful, so he used his kung fu to protect his heart to avoid being poisoned accidentally.

"Girl, what advice do you have?"

Su Xiao didn't bother to correct him, sheathed the Gu Han knife, picked up the two lotus arms wrapped in the gauze sleeves, and said coldly.

"I saw that you looked like you were about to fight, so I followed you over to take a look. If you want to fight, I don't care who lives or dies. But this is my shop. The tables, chairs and benches should not be damaged.

Shan Ying Fan Lao smiled flatteringly and said: "What the eldest sister is saying is that we are owed some consideration. Please accept this money. If there is any damage later, please treat it as compensation."

Some of them are really afraid of poison, some are happy to see Su Xiao's handsomeness, and some are like mountain eagles, seeing that Su Xiao has so many people supporting them, so as not to cause trouble for themselves.

The clinker Su Xiao didn't buy it.

"Who cares about your money? These tables and chairs are all in good condition. You like to fight in the fields. Why did we smash them all?"

Su Xiao stood between the two groups of people with her hands folded, showing no signs of moving. Chi Gansha and the others did not dare to expel them, so they just looked at each other.

The situation became a little tense, but Bodhi suddenly smiled heartily.

"Girl, why should you worry? The decoration of your restaurant is unique, and you have obviously put a lot of effort into it. No one wants to damage it. I promise, if we fight in this fight, not to mention the tables, chairs, and benches, we will never damage a single cup, dish, or bowl of yours."

"It's easy to say, can you guarantee it? What if you lose it?"

Bodhi looked up to the sky and laughed, full of pride.

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"I'll make sure to do it. If it's damaged, I'll cut off my hands next time.

These words are not only shocking, but also arrogant and arrogant. There are some arrogant people in the world who say that you will never miss three moves, or that you will receive three punches from you first. They are relying on their own unique secrets of light and hard skills to win some prizes. But ensuring that nothing is broken is extremely difficult. During the fights, let alone competing and exchanging moves, there was coming and going, even moving around, and it was common to encounter and break things while advancing or retreating.

Even if you can be sure of victory in martial arts, you can't guarantee this. Just like when an adult fights with a child, even if he can win in all aspects, how can he keep the child from knocking things over when he cries and becomes violent?

And the child heard the huge price. He risked his own hands for such a trivial matter, which showed that he didn't take the other party seriously at all. This is so high-minded that it reaches the point of madness.

The three of them are all masters at the moment. They are all top figures among the evil heretics invited by Luojian Villa. How can they be so despised by this person?

Even the ruthless monk, who had always looked indifferent, suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes.

Without moving or raising their bodies, the four people on both sides looked at each other with eight eyes, and an invisible contest had begun.

Su Xiao noticed the murderous aura flowing in in advance, and before they could drive them away, he couldn't help but walk to the side where the strong wind could not reach him.

Bodhi was quite surprised, "This little girl has the Purple Gate. She can actually go to the blind spot that I can't reach. Her future achievements at such a young age are limitless."

When Bodhi was distracted for a moment, the ruthless monk thrust his stick forward with a 'bang' sound, and the air was like a stream of water caused by his stick. Followed closely behind him was Mr. Fan, the mountain eagle. His famous Mountain Eagle Baizi Spear is a double-headed chain spear. The spear tips at both ends are connected with a fine iron white chain in the middle. The two guns flew out and changed unpredictable, so he was called a dangerous person.

The ruthless monk's stick was suddenly blocked midway, and the wave seemed to hit the stainless steel gate and broke into countless waves. A big hand stretched out from the turbulent waves, making ruthless and dangerous moves. He changed his straight thrust into a sweeping sweep, narrowly avoiding the catch. But when the stick hit him, he felt an incredibly powerful force coming back. The ruthless monk used his Buddhist inner strength, but the fight ended in a draw and he hurriedly retreated.

The horror in his heart was much more than what his appearance revealed.

The first time he fought with his fists, attack after attack, he failed to use his magic skills, so it was not surprising that he was unable to match his power. However, the second stick hit him on the leg, and he still encountered the same powerful force. How can this person's defense maintain the same strength as his offense?

Little did he know that when it came to regulating body strength, few people in the world could match this person's experience.

Fan Lao's two spears protruded and made a sneak attack, targeting the opponent's left and right shoulder blades. Unexpectedly, his torso did not move and his body trembled slightly. Some strange force knocked off the two spear points, and it also had the potential to attract. , is the prelude to counterattack. Mr. Fan is known as the Mountain Eagle and his identity is unique. He immediately turned his gun back to avoid it.

The two of them went through a round of fast attacks, but all came to nothing.

Bodhi laughed loudly: "It's great, you two are indeed martial arts masters. I looted weapons everywhere that day, and I used this skill to win a great victory. But you two are still able to do it with ease. It seems that you still need to work harder. . Could it be that the young leader of the scolding family has stage fright?"

Chi Gan Sha is the youngest, but he is the calmest. His Sand God Sword Technique was originally from an ancient sect in sword techniques. The important thing is to hide the vitality, collect the breath, and dance in the strong wind,

The mentality of drawing a sword and killing people under the stormy sky. He stared closely at Bodhi's every move, looking for an opportunity to take action, without being affected by his words at all.

The ruthless monk has the highest martial arts. His ruthless stick originated from Shaolin. His moves are so exquisite that he can face Bodhi head-on and still not fall behind.

The mountain eagle is the most cunning. He can do two moves, and throws out the shuttle with his backhand, aiming at the vase in the distance. Bodhi has something to say first, even if a cup, dish or bowl is broken in the room, one's own hands will be cut off. He is so arrogant, how can a veteran like Fan Lao not make good use of him? This vase is farthest from Bodhi behind the mountain eagle. If he rushes to save him, he will lose his advantage.

Sure enough, Bodhi put aside his ruthlessness and jumped to rescue him. As soon as he moved a step, a strong wind suddenly rose around him, and the Sha Shen's sword that was killing him moved. Five gusts of wind came up and blocked the way.

Bodhi was calm in the face of danger, with a smile on his face, one palm dismantled the killing sword technique, and the other palm used his strength to strike the vase from a distance. The strong wind was fierce, and the tip of the mountain eagle's spear unexpectedly Being thrown away. His palm was so heavy and powerful that it didn't even need a mountain eagle to move the vase, it was shattered in the middle of the palm.

Mr. Fan sneered and said: "Haha! Okay, you don't have to break it into pieces. You can do your own thing. It will be auspicious."

Unexpectedly, the fierce palm that threw the spear tip landed in front of the vase but did not break it. Instead, the vase flew ten feet away. The vase landed firmly on the ground without even a trace of brokenness. The vase It's fragile, and it's not easy to throw it away with your hands and land it so gently, let alone with the force of your palms.

Then the transformation of hardness and softness in this palm has reached an incredible level.

The ruthless monk was startled and said: "People from Northern Xinjiang!"

Mr. Fan was a veteran of the world, so he naturally recognized him.

"Hey, your Excellency, this is a kung fu created by ghosts? It turns out that a ghost has arrived in the Central Plains. Hey, he wants to see if there is no one left in our Jiuzhou Wulin? Hey, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant!!!" He said three times in a row. Hey, if you talk about three arrogances in a row, your tone will be different. They are surprise, ridicule, and sneer, as well as sigh, sigh, and anger.

After saying the third arrogance, his whole body was full of strength, and he threw out the double-headed gun. Focusing all his internal energy on it, he shot out like a silver dragon, unstoppable. This is the unique move in his Mountain Eagle Hundred Sons Spear.

The ruthless monk's eyes were faintly red, and a demonic sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth: "You deserve to be killed!"

The depth of his inner strength is not inferior to that of Mr. Fan. The iron rod was burned red due to the continuous infusion of his authentic Buddhist inner strength.

Chi Gan Sha shouted: "Kill with all your strength!"

His sword technique is the same, but its refinement is far superior to the sword technique that caused five volumes of violent wind just now. There are only four sword shadows, but the killing aura is still solemn.

These three unique moves were made after discovering Bodhi's identity as a northerner and sharing the same hatred with the enemy. And because the three of them were in different positions and each of their moves were launched in sequence, Bodhi had to receive the three most powerful killing moves one after another. Death for a long time Xiaojiang

Shan Ying's shot was not the most threatening, but this man was cunning and wise, and it was he who took advantage of this position to launch a full-force attack. Although Chi Gansha was young, he knew how to conserve his strength. He only used two swords in this battle, and he used all his strength. The murderous intent of this second sword is more concentrated and more powerful than the first sword.

The most threatening thing is the ruthless monk. Although this man has a serious murderous intention, his martial arts has begun to advance into the realm of "transformation" of a warrior. No one dares to underestimate his full strength attack.

The killing situation was formed so quickly.

"Tatar! Die.

Bodhi was not flustered, and laughed in a deep voice with a rich voice.

"That's not necessarily the case.'

A strange change came suddenly.

Bodhi twitched his hand, and the giant blade that collapsed on his back flew out of its sheath, and at the same time, an overwhelming force like an overwhelming force came down from the top of his head. This wave-like force came unexpectedly, but it was so wonderful that it made one's teeth itch with hatred. This force seems to have no effect, it can do anything. The three of them seemed to be trapped in a ball of gel, and their whole bodies were wrapped in 'power'. Because the all-round forces from front, back, left, right, up and down canceled each other out, they were unable to move at this moment.

The only thing that could move was Jinghong, who was as dark as blood.

This is a knife, a huge knife.

There are strange lines on the dull blade, but what makes it pale in comparison is its eye-catching width.

The shape of the entire knife is not much different from the popular broadsword in northern Xinjiang. But it's like enlarging the original size of the sword three or four times.

The width of the blade easily exceeds that of any large sword of any size, even the Guandao of China. It gives people the feeling of a ‘giant weapon’. Even the handle of the knife can only be held by a giant man like Bodhi. People with smaller hands can only hold it with both hands.

This seemed to be a still moment, except for the giant knife gently passing by them.

The speed and softness of the knife seemed to have nothing to do with the rigid shape that was so huge that it was doubtful that it could be used. Just like that, they passed through the ruthless monk's iron rod, the mountain eagle's gun and the killing knife, making three crisp dings respectively. The three weapons broke in response. If it weren't for the crisp sound of the broken half-dead blade falling to the ground, one would have thought that time had really slowed down.

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