Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Three hundred and sixtieth eight chapters vomiting more blood(1/2)

Boom!

Everything was over. Master Moqin looked at the deep pit. A corpse was lying on the ground dozens of feet deep pit. The corpse was nothing but Su Xun.

I really don’t know where you have the confidence to fight me even if you dare to fight me.

I don’t know how many people who are overestimating your abilities will see or how many people will be killed.

The battle was over. The Master of Magic Qin chuckled, turned around, and spoke to the Mad Knife: "Let's continue our battle!"

I'm afraid I can't! The crazy knife sounded in a deep voice.

I have solved the human monk, and no one can interfere with you and me now.

Suddenly, he punched hard at Young Master Moqin's body.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand held the Master of Magic Qin in his hand and swung it out hard.

Bang—

The body of Master Moqin was smashed to the ground, and big pits appeared on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked out of the big pit on the ground like lightning, and his palm hit the body of Master Moqin.

Bang bang bang—

The fists were fiercely hammered on the body of Master Moqin, and several more palm forces slapped the head of Master Moqin.

Are you happy to fight? Have you vented? Isn’t the human race vulnerable in your eyes?

Su Xun spat on the face of Master Moqin.

Before, I was indeed beaten by you so hard that I had no power to fight back.

However, I am not an ordinary human race, and you can only beat me a few hammers.

Su Xun stood up and punched Master Moqin in the jaw, and several teeth fell to the ground.

The body of Master Moqin was thrown into the distance, and layers of dust were raised on the ground.

When the dust fell to the ground, the Master of Magic Qin was already lying on the ground.

What is the bullshit and evil world, what is the most perfect body, what is the inviolable cause and effect?

In front of me, everything is bullshit.

I tell you, whoever has a hard fist will be the boss.

Suddenly, a few people from afar arrived, and Liao Tang, Ao Ziyu, Li Aoyin, Blood Demon and others arrived one after another.

At this time, the offensive and defensive momentum suddenly reversed.

Su Xun picked up the wine gourd around his waist and took a few big sips. His face was a little rosy.

The Chixiao Sword in his hand was also thrown aside by him.

Come on, get up and fight. His eyes looked at Master Moqin and spoke coldly.

The Master of Magic Qin reluctantly got up.

But when he came, he was stepped on the ground by Su Xun's transformed big feet. Su Xun either swung him with his hands and shook him straight, or stomped on his face with his big feet.

Human boy, I won't let you go.

My sword can't do anything to you, but what about my fists?

Suddenly, the white tiger in the void rushed towards Su Xun.

Obviously, Baihu realized that Young Master Moqin was in danger and rushed over.

It was a good thing. At this time, Su Xun slapped his backhand and threw it at the white tiger.

A beast is just relying on the master's majesty. Your master is so angry that I beat you, let alone you.

Su Xun slapped the white tiger with one palm and punched it at the white tiger several times.

The originally majestic White Tiger was beaten so hard that she dared not roar.

Because once he roared and showed his fangs, what greeted him was a storm-like blow, punching him with one punch.

This white tiger was beaten so badly that it was beaten so badly that it naturally did not dare to speak out.

After beating the white tiger, Su Xun then beat the young master of Moqin who was about to get up.

Boy...I...

He slapped the young master Moqin in the face.

You must...not...better...death!

Master Moqin spit out unclear words, but before he finished speaking, he swung his fists over.

Su Xun understood that such an attack was not important to Mr. Moqin.

But he just enjoyed this purely abused feeling. He wanted to destroy all the superiority and arrogance in the heart of Master Moqin.

Especially with his prejudice against the human race, so what about the human race and the demon race? Isn’t it the common people?

In front of heaven, human race and demon race are just the people.

After venting, Su Xun stopped.

He knew that in a short while, the Master of Magic Qin would recover.

After cleaning up, Su Xun patted his dusty clothes, looked at everyone with a harmless face, and smiled and said, "You are so early."

He tidied up his clothes and regained his elegance again.

I just couldn't help it, and I was in a hurry to make mistakes, sins, and sins.

Wang Wang's son Haihan, he spoke faintly at Master Moqin.

After his words, Master Moqin was so angry that he was furious that he was furious and spit out a mouthful of blood.

A clean bottle immediately transformed into Su Xun's hand, and said in a panic: "Young master, don't waste it. Your blood is the most orthodox blood in the demon clan. Isn't it a pity to waste it when you spit it out?"

He immediately came to Master Moqin's side, then the blood spit out by Master Moqin and said, "Young Master, these blood cannot be wasted. The most orthodox demon blood can be exchanged for a drop of good things at the auction house?



Master Moqin almost died after hearing what he said.

He knew that Su Xun had been disturbing his mind and trying to prevent him from getting out of this state.

What's your name? Master Moqin tried to calm his mind.

My name is Su Xun, and Su Xun answered seriously and continued blood.

The boy named Su, I am irreconcilable to you...

Papa, and then slapped two palms as fast as lightning, and Su Xun's face still had a harmless smile.

Two more five finger marks appeared on Mr. Moqin's face, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Su Xun saw that a clean bottle was already full, so he hurriedly used another clean bottle to connect it.

Young Master, you can't vomit anymore.

You are vomiting, and you are wasting too much blood.

I just need this little blood to go to the auction house to exchange for something. If you vomit too much, I don’t have too many bottles.

The young master of Magic Qin was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but the blood reached his throat and was swallowed by him.

This kid wants to squeeze my blood dry.

He said to himself: "This kid is making me excited and uneasy. He wants me to vomit blood. I can't touch his words."

I'm not angry, I don't vomit blood, I can't do it if I don't mess with him, he gritted his teeth hatefully.

Several of his teeth were also knocked off by Su Xun, and his speech was even more unsightly.

At this time, Su Xun took the blood for a while, and found that there was no blood to catch it, and also found that Young Master Moqin stopped talking.

He immediately smiled, put away two bottles of blood, and said with a smile: "Young Master, pay attention to your health, pay attention to rest, and rest more. You are right. This is very effective for physical recovery."

Sometimes it may be a good thing to meddle in other people’s business less and offend others less.

Otherwise, your supreme martial arts, the evil Buddha, will not save you, young master, so you should be humble.

In this battle, Kuang Dao watched the whole process, while Liao Tang and others watched the whole process halfway.

What they saw was naturally the latter part of Su Xun crushing Master Moqin.

What Kuang Dao saw was that the young man in front of him was crushed by the young master of Magic Qin at the beginning, and then the reversal was later.

Meet the opponent!

But I felt that he was stronger, and the crazy sword's eyes fell on Su Xun.

Su Xun seemed to notice a strange gaze, and his gaze was also extremely clear at Kuang Dao.

He was a little awe and a little vigilant about the Mad Knife.

He immediately smiled and looked at the crazy knife.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage