Ji Liao's kick was extremely exquisite. If it were an ordinary person, he would have thought that he would have hidden such a kick under his aggressive sword force.

He was full of strength and kicked the calves of Taoist Master Kumu. He didn't know that the other party's calves were like cotton, without any force. The sharp leg strength was immediately removed.

It turns out that after Master Kumu's magical skills reached the ninth level, he used his skills like Mingxia, and his twists and turns, so his skills reached his legs in an instant. As soon as the character relief technique was opened, he removed the strength of Ji Liao's kick.

Ji Liao took advantage of this move and kicked the dead wood's calves and immediately flipped up. With this move, he entered the air and had no way to leverage the force, but the remaining half of the willow branches in his hand flew out of his hand, drawing an arc in the air, and pierced the Lingtai acupoint on the back of the dead wood. Then Ji Liao looked down on the top of his head and slapped his palm on the Baihui acupoint.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, the close Taoist robe suddenly swelled up. The willow branches originally pierced at the Lingtai acupoint behind him, but then they slid away from one side. He flew with his palm and slapped it upwards. During his breathing, he faced Ji Liao three consecutive palms.

The crackling and crisp sound rippled in the leisurely evening lights. The aftermath of the two fighting also smoothed out the weeds and gravels around several feet.

The three palms of the dead wood had used all their life force, and for a moment, most of his power was eliminated. He thought Ji Liao must be the same. But suddenly a slight "um" sound came from his ears. Ji Liao's arm suddenly swelled and turned into a fist, hitting it like a heavy hammer. His power was even more violent than the three palms just now.

Seeing this, the Taoist was shocked and had to raise his strength and take the heavy hammer. The dust and smoke spread everywhere. After a while, the dead wood's calves were directly sinking into the soil, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was dull.

Ji Liaoren was already standing on a willow not far away. If you look closely, you will find that the willow branches under his feet had withered a lot. It was clear that in March, the willow leaves had already dried up.

He said, "Master Dead Wood, I've given up."

The Kumu Taoist looked bitter. He thought that after Mingxia's magical power was perfect, only the leader of the Demon Sect could stand up to the opponent in the world, but the result was not as good as a young man. Moreover, he wanted to break his head, but he couldn't understand that Ji Liao was young and his internal strength was not inferior to him. The last heavy hammer seemed to be a person with natural divine power. However, from his figure, he could not see it at all.

Kumu said: "Vict means victory, defeat means defeat. The old Taoist is convinced. If you want to kill and cut, please listen to the emperor."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "In the competition, life and death are unpredictable. Since the victory or defeat has been decided, there is no need to add another life."

First, he is not a person who likes to kill, and second, the Qixia Sect is also a martial arts sect, with experts like Yun. It would be fine to defeat Killer Wood today. If he kills the other party, it would be a huge grudge. He is not afraid, but he does not have to cause trouble for Siji Villa.

Seeing Ji Liao, the dead wood not only did not have the attitude of killing him, but also looked unsatisfied. You should know that no matter who could defeat him in the world, he would be afraid that he would become famous in the martial arts world immediately. What's more, Ji Liao's age would have achieved such a achievement. In the future, fame and fortune will come, which is just a conceivable thing. But he was quite calm, no wonder he had achieved such an achievement at a young age.

Kumu said, "I am really ashamed, but I am curious about one thing. I wonder which sect of kung fu is my last punch?"

The black cat appeared in Ji Liao's mind, thinking that if you knew that I learned this trick from a cat, you wouldn't be angry to death. He usually knew that the tiger, leopard thunder sound would help improve his physique, and he had never used it for practical combat before. However, when he was fighting hard with the dead wood just now, his qi and blood were boiling, shocked by the other party's deep skills. Suddenly, he remembered that every time the black cat exerted force, he used the tiger, leopard thunder sound.

He had a flash of inspiration, and he used the tiger and leopard thunder sound behind the third palm. Sure enough, he had an inexplicable potential, his arm's strength increased greatly, and he really achieved great success.

He said: "I have figured it out in the dark. From the Taoist priest's knowledge, it should be seen that although I was very powerful, there were still many imperfections. The Taoist priest lost a move, but I took advantage of it unexpectedly." Since the dead wood had not guessed the matter of the tiger and leopard thunder sound, Ji Liao did not intend to tell the other party.

Although Ku Mu had heard of the thunder sound of tiger and leopard, he had never seen it. Moreover, Ji Liao's slight "um" sound was made in the fight. He did not hear it very clearly, and it was even more difficult to associate it with the thunder sound of tiger and leopard.

He also knew that this question was a presumptuous thing, and it was normal for Ji Liao not to tell him the truth. The secret skills of various schools and sects in the martial arts world were originally secret. Moreover, Ji Liao was indeed unexpected just now. If he had prepared for it, he would never have been beaten and vomited blood.

Kumu said, "Thank you for your advice, so the old Taoist will leave you here. If you don't care about the rift, you can come to Qixia Sect to discuss it. Then we can sit down and discuss it."

He was so shameless today that he had no face to stay. Even if Lu Yun made an appointment, he was not going to go. He just wanted to return to Qixia Sect and calmly recuperate.

Ji Liao said: "Okay, let's leave here, there will be a period of time later."

He left first than a dead tree, and his whole body swayed and disappeared from the willow tree.

A crow screamed, and the dead wood looked at the clear waves on the river and couldn't help but sigh.

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Lu Yun looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him and asked, "Master Kumu is not coming. What happened to him?"

The young Taoist priest said, "My master didn't say anything, just asked Xiaodao to come and say something to Mr. Lu."

Lu Yun smiled and said, "Okay, I have a can of rain tea from Baiyun Mountain here. You can take it back to Taoist Master Kumu. I originally invited him to taste the tea. If someone else didn't come, the tea still needs to taste it."

Soon someone brought a box of tea and handed it to the young Taoist priest. Lu Yun talked to him again before sending him down the mountain. He returned to Baiyun Villa last night because the dead wood was coming according to the principle. As a result, at noon today, a Taoist priest from Qixia came to inform him that the dead wood could not come.

Fayun from Xiangguo Temple went to Zangjian Villa to bless a new magic sword, but now his two best martial arts masters cannot come.

Lu Yun did not expect that the departure of Kumu was related to Ji Liao. However, without the help of Kumu, it would be even more difficult to deal with Ji Liao. He didn't know if Zuo Gongming sent an invitation to Ji Liao, but Ji Liao accepted it.

Because of the accident of the dead wood, Lu Yun was a little inaccurate. But it was okay. When he arrived in Jiangzuo, there was no one he could not deal with except Mu Qing.

When he thought of Mu Qing, the injury he pressed down started to break out and his chest hurt. Lu Yun asked someone to take a celadon plate with crystal clear powder on it. He took a sip and felt much better and his body became much lighter.

This is the Shenxian San. He knew that this thing was harmful, but drinking poison to quench thirst is helpless.
Chapter completed!