A shirtless young man with sinister features and eyes full of resentment and resentment was none other than Mo Renni, the only son of the Mo family.
He was hiding behind a middle-aged martial artist, shouting violently.
"You are looking for death. I, the Mo family, cannot afford to offend the exorcist department, but you brats who are not even exorcists are still not satisfied!"
Xu Luo ignored him and looked carefully at the middle-aged martial artist standing in front of several people.
This man was short in stature and had an unremarkable appearance, more like a country farmer. His hands and feet were thick and hung casually on both sides, and his whole body seemed to be undefended.
But at this moment, above his head, the vast energy and blood merged into the strange phenomenon of a fierce tiger, roaring silently upward from time to time, as if he could sense the lotus fragrance above through the cave.
The Seven-Star Iron Ox, which had been lying lazily on its shoulders, suddenly stood upright and trembled as if encountering a natural enemy.
Xuehu glanced at it with disdain, his blood-red pupils glaring coldly at Wang Peiran, who had just struck the most vicious blow.
This middle-aged man turned out to be a martial arts master.
There are only a handful of such people in the entire Moshui County.
For example, Xu Luo once regarded the "Five Apes Moving Mountains" as a treasure. If you practice it to a great extent, you can become a first-class martial artist, and if you concentrate your energy and blood, you can become a martial arts master.
Xu Luo has never reached this level after practicing for more than ten years.
When you reach this level, not only is your physical strength and attack unparalleled, but you can even resist ordinary Yin evil energy for a period of time with your energy and blood.
Yang Qing was very self-aware. As soon as he saw the bloody tiger, he followed Wang Peiran consciously. He would carry out sneak attacks from time to time and use evil tricks to avoid looking this way again.
In his heart, when meeting such a master, it is safest to just follow Wang Peiran.
As for Xu Luo, the disabled look of him walking on crutches is really deceptive.
But when the middle-aged martial artist saw Xu Luo, his calm and simple face showed a serious look for the first time.
Under his perception of martial arts and divine will, the man in front of him was not a disabled young man, but a black ferocious beast whose appearance was unclear.
Every move he makes seems fragile, but if he looks at it a few more times, it is clear that he is perfectly round and flawless.
He didn't know how Xu Luo did it, it was simply impossible!
The two of them faced off quietly without any nonsense words. How could there be a fool if they could cultivate to this level?
If you cut the grass without removing the root, or leak the slightest rumor, with the power of the Mo family, rookies like Xu Luo will be killed sooner or later.
Only Moreni, the loser, was still chattering in the background, sometimes threatening and tempting, and sometimes begging for kindness.
The next moment, Xu Luo's crutches flew out of his hands like a powerful crossbow. Then, his whole body bounced up with the force, and his claws strangled the martial artist's head like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
As if making an appointment, the martial artist also started to move.
Seeing that these people were just trainee exorcists, he was not initially afraid.
In the past, these low-level exorcism mages were all crispy chickens. As long as they were touched by his big hands, anyone would have to lie down for several months.
But he never expected that there would be a freak like Xu Luo.
A disabled person seems to have taken the path of torturing the body.
There is also a pair of cold eyes that look like a dead thing, and he looks like a murderous god.
No matter how you look at it, this young man is only in his teens. What kind of life does he have to live like this to be so cruel?
The martial artist's movements seemed a bit slow, but with a casual punch, Xu Luo's hands were held up without moving at all.
The other hand grasped the sun and the moon lightly, and then used the force to shake off the heavy crutches.
Xu Luo was shocked. His arms were born with divine power, coupled with the continuous practice of "Devil Ape Chaos Body" during this period.
This strange force was unleashed, and even he felt frightened, but the martial artist blocked it easily.
But at this time, the martial artist was also complaining in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he was already in a boxing stance and his stance skills had reached the stage of transformation, Xu Luo's punch would have made him fall down directly.
This is also the normal situation for warriors to fight. It seems to be an understatement, but in fact, a single blow can determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
The winner stands and the loser lies down. Of course, it can also be hung on the wall.
In an instant, Xu Luo's claws turned into palms, and they clashed with his fists. At the same time, he raised his head slightly, and the light and shadow of the green bamboo flickered between his eyebrows.
The blood tiger spirit that quietly struck above his head suddenly seemed to encounter a natural enemy, and his sharp claws snapped.
Xu Luo's figure had already used the force to float up like a fallen leaf, catching the flying crutches.
Xu Luo, who tapped the tip of the crutch lightly on the ground and returned in vain, did not feel the slightest bit depressed.
The heavy crutches were like a tornado, whizzing towards the martial artist.
The sharp energy came towards his face, and even Mo Renni, who was hiding behind the martial artist, was so frightened by the fierce force that his face turned pale and he finally closed his mouth.
Master Wu took a long breath, and his face suddenly turned red. This was a sign that the energy and blood in his body were running to the extreme.
But this was not enough, the Blood Tiger Spirit above his head also assumed the same posture as him.
The next moment, the sharp claws and palms seemed to merge into one, pressing the wooden crutch with incomparable precision.
Xu Luo's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible joy, and he couldn't help but let out a loud roar.
The wooden crutch was three points faster, but it passed right through the tiger's mouth of the martial arts master's hand and stabbed straight into his face.
The martial artist's face changed slightly, and the tip of the crutch was still far away, but he could already feel a coldness in his mouth and nose.
What a sinister boy!
The martial artist withdrew his palms without hesitation and tightly held his crutches under his armpits.
But the tremendous force coming from the wooden crutch made him unable to keep his feet steady, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Suddenly, the ground was like an explosion. Every time I stepped on it, the solid ground cracked like a spider web.
But even so, the bloody tiger's sharp claws were still clasped on Xu Luo's wrist.
This young man still has too little experience, and he will fall into my tiger claws, haha...
A life-and-death fight, a desperate battle, the water here is too deep, young man, how can you hold on?
But before the martial artist thought his scheme had succeeded, his face was filled with joy, and a tearing pain suddenly came from his mind.
The bloody tiger spirit on his head, which just moments ago was trying to choose someone to eat, instantly felt like it was being struck by thunder.
A series of green hair roots spread from the sharp claws like lightning.
Before the martial artist could react, there was a loud bang in his head, and bone-piercing pain engulfed his entire body.
Then, a vague figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a series of dull sounds rang in his ears, and his chest and abdomen seemed to have been hit countless times with a battering ram.
After the martial artist felt the pain to the extreme, his mind suddenly relaxed, and his whole body began to float upwards.
Only the crisp clicking sound of broken bones in the body echoed in my ears.
Xu Luo flew back and caught the wooden crutch that flew out of his hand, without even looking at the martial artist again.
His mind sank into the sea of consciousness, and Wushengzhu exuded a sense of joy and excitement, but it did not swallow up the blood tiger spirit, but allowed it to spread into the air.
It seemed that it was only interested in weird and evil things and evil spirits. Xu Luo let out a long breath and immediately put down his thoughts.
Even if he is an enemy, Xu Luo cannot attack his own clan.
The so-called swallowing by Wushengzhu is not as simple as it seems. It is the true destruction of the soul and soul, and is not even allowed to enter reincarnation.