Chapter 157 Haha, Just a Joke...

Xu Xiaoshou thought that he could no longer be considered a good person, after all, his hands were stained with the blood of many people.

But seeing his junior sister almost being killed in front of him, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Even though he knew that perhaps the best strategy at the moment was to take people and run away immediately.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't do that.

In life, you must always have some responsibility, while the blood is not cold!

The temperature of "Senluo Secret Forest" was extremely high at this time, and the forest under the feet of the two had turned into a wilderness. There was no black trace of being burned by the fire, because it was annihilated by the high temperature.

Ordinary telekinesis and sharp light gathered in his hands in an instant, and a compressed fire seed appeared above each fist.

Xu Xiaoshou had already opened the combat state to the extreme.

"Who are you?" He said in a concentrated voice, ready to go.

The mist on the gray fog man's body surged, as if he was laughing. After a long time, the vague voice reappeared: "I'm afraid it will scare you if I say it out, I am Fengtian..."

Swish!

Xu Xiaoshou appeared behind the Gray Mist Man in the blink of an eye. He had no intention of getting a real response. He just wanted this guy to be slightly distracted when he answered.

His chest was stretched and contracted, and the strength was exerted by his waist and abdomen. He punched the guy's back and the back of his head with both fists.

"I don't care if you are a Toyota or a Honda, die for me!"

The Gray Mist Man was caught off guard and was actually tricked. He didn't even have time to take more precautions before his figure was blasted into the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou could even hear the sound of "crackling" bones.

"Very good, this punch is for my junior sister!"

The Gray Mist Man spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It was completely stunned!

This is so unconventional?

Aren't you curious about my true identity?

And... can you let me finish my words!

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

Although the Gray Mist Man's cultivation has broken through to the Grandmaster level, Xu Xiaoshou's Grandmaster status is not to be underestimated.

Under the bombardment of both fists, this guy took a long time to wake up.

Fortunately, the sealed aura that always permeates the body can offset some of the damage, otherwise it would be knocked to its knees by a single blow.

Without time to care about the severe pain on his body, the Gray Mist Man thought and turned around at high speed, facing Xu Xiaoshou with both hands, and suddenly a large amount of gray mist surged out.

Not attack, but defense!

Because Xu Xiaoshou in the distance, after punching, seemed to draw his sword!

"Qianye Style, Sword Drawing Style, Black Falling Slash!"

Swish, swish, swish!

A sword slashed across the sky, and the sword energy was like thousands of troops, stepping on the void and rushing out, which made the Gray Mist Man confused.

Its speed was so fast that it seemed to break through space and arrived in an instant!

"This..."

This is probably more than the power of the Grandmaster's spiritual skills!

Who on earth is this kid, and he can actually suppress himself? !

The sealed aura of the Gray Mist Man burst out, and it was raised by several levels at once.

"Three Warehouses Mysterious Realm!"

The thick fog wrapped it up, and the infinite sword energy finally cut through it, but there was not a single one that could tear open the protection of the "Three Warehouses Mysterious Realm".

Cangcangcang...

The strange sound continued to be heard, and the Gray Mist Man finally grinned, looking across the wave of sword energy, and said disdainfully: "There is nothing in the world that I cannot seal!"

"Haha, is that so?" Xu Xiaoshou smiled faintly, "Do you know what art is?"

The Gray Mist Man was stunned for a moment, and it found it difficult to keep up with the thinking of this young man. Was it because it had been sleeping for too long that it could not keep up with the times?

"Art... is nothing more than 'sealing'." It looked at its "Three Warehouses Mysterious Realm" blocking all the sword energy outside, and its tone was arrogant.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slowly and threw the sword up.

"You are wrong!"

"Art is explosion!"

As soon as the words fell, the Gray Mist Man in the "Three Warehouses Mysterious Realm" was suddenly startled and realized that in addition to the pain on his back, there seemed to be a terrible energy pattern on it?

"Small fireball technique, explode!"

Xu Xiaoshou snapped his fingers.

Boom!

Boom!

The sound was like thunder.

The explosion started from the inside of the seal barrier, directly pushing the sword energy into the sky. The gray fog man was shocked and was once again lit up in the sky.

Blood splashed.

Xu Xiaoshou finally saw that this guy was injured. As expected, the seal power was very effective when it was actively used.

But if it was passively defended, he could still hurt it.

But...

This guy used Mo Mo's body...

Xu Xiaoshou caught the "Zangku" falling from the sky, frowned, and felt that it was difficult to do it.

The mushroom cloud pushed away, revealing the gray fog man with a somewhat hideous face inside.

It didn't expect that it was caught in a gap when answering a question, and it was actually hit by a combo and lost blood!

How many years has this happened?

A mere junior with innate cultivation actually hurt himself?

I must make him look good!

"Xu Xiaoshou, you're done..."

"Ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, the Gray Mist Man trembled, and blood just flowed out of the corner of his lips.

It looked in front of it... There was no one.

It turned its head slowly.

"Tap!"

Xu Xiaoshou sheathed his sword behind him, and the light voice finally settled.

"The west wind withers the snow."

"???"

The Gray Mist Man covered his neck in disbelief, but it was in vain.

Chi!

Blood gushed out like a spring.

It felt like its head was cut in half!

The power of the seal gathered and quickly sealed the wound, but the severe pain still came. The gray fog man felt dizzy and was about to fall down.

"Black Lines·Self-binding Technique!"

A mark was printed on the chest, and its body was covered with black lines in an instant, which looked very creepy.

And its injuries stopped completely after the black lines covered its body.

Yes, not healed, but stopped.

It was like saying to himself "Don't make trouble, I'm fighting, I'll bleed later", and then it really stopped bleeding.

Xu Xiaoshou slowly put away the sword, turned around and saw this scene, and his eyes bulged out suddenly.

He knew that this body belonged to Mo Mo, so he didn't choose to behead it directly, but this guy used such a weird way to stop the injury...

I've never seen it before!

"The power of the seal, is it really seal everything? Even the injury can be suspended?" Xu Xiaoshou swallowed his saliva and realized that the situation was a little bad.

The guy who should have been seriously disabled, holding his broken neck, seemed to be no different from before?

No!

If you insist, there is!

Xu Xiaoshou could see that the anger in this guy's eyes had solidified into substance.

"Haha, just a joke, don't take it seriously!"

Xu Xiaoshou put his hands in front of his chest and said with a grin: "So you are so powerful, why don't we go back to the previous topic..."

"Well, you mentioned Toyota? Then what?"

"..."

The gray fog man staggered all over the fog, and he couldn't help it, and blood came out of his neck, which frightened Xu Xiaoshou.

Oh my, this is not what I meant!

"A gentleman talks, not fights. If there is something, talk it over. Impulsiveness is the devil..."

"Fuck?"