Did you find a flaw? Of course! If he hadn't found a flaw, how could Elder Qian have made such a desperate move so easily?

Is it really a flaw? Of course...... No!

Mu Xiaojiu has read countless martial arts, if he hadn't met someone whose martial arts were too much higher than his own, how could he have exposed his flaws so easily? The so-called flaws are just deliberate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the enemy wants to find a flaw, then create a flaw for him to do. In fact, behind this hollow is a huge net.

Mu Xiaojiu smiled contemptuously, his feet moved, and his body suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind Elder Qian.

One punch!

This is a punch that has not been made for a long time, with Mu Xiaojiu's anger and killing intent, as well as all the negative emotions since this period of time, turned into a fatal punch, and knocked out all Mu Xiaojiu's emotions.

Elder Qian was stunned, he couldn't understand why his sword fell into the air, why Mu Xiaojiu suddenly appeared behind him, why this punch was so powerful, so fast, and so boiling with killing intent.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about this situation, seeing Mu Xiaojiu's white and slender fist getting closer and closer to him, Elder Qian finally felt an unprecedented feeling of horror.

Therefore, in a hurry, Elder Qian put away his sword, turned his head, and came to a "Su Qin Back Sword", and put the sword between himself and Mu Xiaojiu's fist, slightly blocking it.

Really, it's just a slight block.

How powerful is Mu Xiaojiu's full punch? This fist hammered on the sword, and it directly shattered the fine steel long sword in Elder Qian's hand, and at the same time, Elder Qian who received this blow only felt a sharp pain in his vest, and then fell out on his back, and the blood in his mouth splattered outward, spilling all over his robe.

Fortunately, Elder Qian is not dead yet, although he is already extremely seriously injured, and the upper and lower meridians of his body are broken, but he still retains his breath.

Seeing that Elder Qian was still breathing, Mu Xiaojiu snorted coldly, took another step forward, and was about to throw another punch, but was blocked by a long sword stabbed by the horizontal stab.

The long sword was about to approach, Mu Xiaojiu narrowed his eyes, his body retreated, and he left the place in an instant.

"Young man, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, and Elder Qian is not a big deal, so why do you have to put him to death?" The one who spoke was an old man wearing a Qingcheng Mountain Taoist robe with a white beard, thinking about it, he should be an elder of the Qingcheng faction.

Mu Xiaojiu looked at the old man, and suddenly there was a thunderous punch, the old Taoist priest put his sword horizontally, just like a cloud of qi, hazy covering the three feet in front of him, and actually offset most of Mu Xiaojiu's punch, only a little residual power, the old Taoist priest was shocked back three steps.

"Isn't it a little late to say that?" Mu Xiaojiu sneered, "Just now, you seem to just want to stop me, but in fact, the tip of the sword is faintly pointed at my temple, and I have the heart to understand my life with a sword, if I don't see the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid that this will become the soul of your old bull's nose under the sword." ”

The old Taoist priest took three steps back and stabilized his figure, then dusted off the folds on his robe, and said with a kind face: "This donor has misunderstood, and he is just a little anxious below, and he made a hasty move for a while, which caused a misunderstanding, and please don't be surprised." ”

Mu Xiaojiu sneered and said: "A good one is a little anxious, a good one is in a hurry, a good one is out of proportion, you are really a lotus flower, and the black one is called white, if it is really as you said, you just want to stop the fight." You could have stopped that punch just now, but why did you shroud the sword three feet in front of you, and the tip of the sword never left the vein of my wrist? ”

The old Taoist priest's face changed, and he was about to say something, but suddenly a roar came from behind him, "Daoist Songhe is still talking to this kid, and he killed him directly!" Come, Captain Songhe, I'm here to help you! ”

This roar was made by the person from the Great Sage Monkey Fist Gate before, he was temporarily dispersed by Mu Xiaojiu with the strength of his fingers, and this will finally get together, and he will naturally have to find the field again-poor this person, until now, he still feels that he was careless, and he was defeated by Mu Xiaojiu.

After roaring this, the person of the Great Monkey Fist Sect had already rushed up with a long iron stick, and seeing this, the Songhe Daoist made a joke, said "offended", and then rushed up.

These two people, one of them made the stick method of the Great Sage Monkey Fist, one used the Qingcheng faction's Fengyun Nine Style, and one stick led the wind, which was obviously menacing, and the other sword and sword were born, thinking that the killing intent was boiling, and the two people were on one side, but they surrounded Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu was not afraid at all, he casually pulled out the hole flute from his waist, and used the hole flute in his right hand to perform the plum falling snow sword, and his left hand switched martial arts from time to time, sometimes flicking his fingers, sometimes folding his plum hand in the Tianshan Mountains, and sometimes turning into an orchid acupoint hand, but he fought with these two people.

"Eat me a stick!" The Great Sage Monkey Fist Sect man repeated his old tricks, and he slashed at Mu Xiaojiu's head with a stick, and at the same time, the Songhe Daoist of the Qingcheng faction also stabbed out with a sword, directly taking the place where Mu Xiaojiu's backbone and bones were located. Under the front and back attacks, Mu Xiaojiu slammed the hole flute in his hand horizontally, put it on top of his head, and then twisted his body to avoid the long sword behind him.

At the same time, Mu Xiaojiu's hole flute suddenly tilted slightly, and the stick only made slight contact with the hole flute in Mu Xiaojiu's hand, and it was unloaded behind Mu Xiaojiu.

This is good, the iron long stick and the Qingcheng standard long sword collided together, and immediately made the two people who shot with all their strength each take a few steps back - of course, from here, you can see the gap between the person of the Great Saint Monkey Fist and the Qingcheng Sect Songhe Daoist, Songhe just had a numb hand, his body trembled, and his right foot moved back a little to support his body; But the person of the Great Sage Monkey Fist Gate was directly shocked by the internal force on the Songhe Dao long sword, and he retreated more than ten steps in a row before he stabilized his body.

It's not the way to go!

Song He suddenly thought of the crux of the problem, he and the people of the Great Saint Monkey Fist had never cooperated, and the two of them besieged Mu Xiaojiu together, not to mention that one plus one equals two, and they couldn't even do one point and two, plus the two of them were second-rate people in the rivers and lakes, and they couldn't compete with Mu Xiaojiu at all.

If you ask why the elders of the dignified Qingcheng Sect can only be regarded as second-rate in the rivers and lakes, this question is actually very simple.

The elder's martial arts are not necessarily very high, but more can only be said to be senior. Moreover, the Qingcheng faction is a big faction in the rivers and lakes, and there are many masters, and the elders alone don't know how many there are, if all of them are masters, then the Qingcheng faction has already become a sect that holds bull's ears on the rivers and lakes.

Besides, even in Shaolin Wudang, among the many elders, there are many second-rate people.

Thinking of this, Daoist Songhe suddenly shook his long sword, "Fellow Taoists, this kid surnamed Mu has no respect for his superiors, relying on his extraordinary martial arts to arbitrarily oppress others, and he has obviously fallen into the devil's way." To deal with such a demonic person, there is no need to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, everyone will shoot together and kill this kid! ”

Although Songhe's words are for no reason, they are obviously. But the people around here are here to help Elder Qian of the Kunlun faction, plus there are three or four elders of the righteous sect of the rivers and lakes on their side, and the other party is just an outcast of Peach Blossom Island and a lackey of Dayuan who betrays the country and seeks glory, and they have nothing to excuse when they besiege such people.

Yes, as soon as Songhe's words fell, even if seventeen people rushed up, together with the Qingcheng Sect Songhe Daoist and the people of the Great Saint Monkey Fist Sect, and then removed the Kunlun Sect Elder Qian who was seriously injured by Mu Xiaojiu's punch, only those seven or eight people hesitated and stopped-these people were all really decent people, even if they really faced the people in the Demon Dao, as long as they were not too strong, they would not bother to besiege them.

Mu Xiaojiu glanced around at the people who rushed up around him, and suddenly laughed for no reason, and then untied his cloak and put it on a stall next to him—the vendor who set up the stall had already fled here for fear of harming the pond fish.

"It's been a long time since I've let go of my hands and feet...... Mu Xiaojiu muttered, then pinned the hole flute behind him, and clenched his two fists tightly.

He was confronted with all kinds of weapons around him—long swords, goose feathers, lancets, iron rods, fists, and ...... Mu Xiaojiu suddenly punched.

Punch out, like a landslide!

Wrapped in the momentum of the landslide, Mu Xiaojiu led people with his fists, and the whole person quickly pounced forward, and then two fists suddenly burst out, and at the same time, the killing intent on his body slowly diffused.

The fist wind, like two tigers descending from the mountain, contained the most ferocious and murderous aura, and instantly broke through the palm wind in front of it, and thundered on the palms of the two different people.

Broken tendons! Fracture!

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his arm, the faces of the two people suddenly changed, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their foreheads in an instant, and the blood in their mouths also sprayed out, and even many of them almost sprayed on Mu Xiaojiu's body. It's a pity that Rao is Mu Xiaojiu retreated quickly, and there was still a small piece of blood stained on the hem of his clothes.

Mu Xiaojiu's retreat was both his intention and not his intention.

He really had to retreat, because there were already several people attacking him, and if he didn't retreat, he would be killed by the sword.

However, his retreat was not completely in accordance with his original intention - the two people who were cut off by Mu Xiaojiu's arms with a punch were not weak in martial arts, and fighting against these two people at the same time made Mu Xiaojiu also suffer a backlash and suffered some internal injuries.

While sideways to avoid a long knife that came from behind, while quickly taking a Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill, Mu Xiaojiu snorted heavily, his body flashed, and he came to the side of the person who had slashed him with a knife before, and pressed it with one palm!