Chapter 119: Regret
Gao Peng stared at this strange guy who suddenly rushed out with full vigilance, and said coldly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Su Zhong's eyes were rolling wildly, and he looked at Gao Peng with a gloomy face and said, "My name is Su Zhong, my junior brother Su Wu is missing here, and there is no one else here except you." So, I suspect you killed him. I don't think you're a good person at first glance, you must have killed my junior brother, and I want to avenge my junior brother. ”
This guy deliberately made an excuse to start a war against Gao Peng, he felt that with his own skills, it would be easy to kill this chick, and when the time came, the two precious flying swords, one purple and one green, would be his own.
When Gao Peng heard that this guy was squirting feces all over his mouth, obviously looking for trouble, he couldn't help but sneer: "Su Zhong, I didn't see any bullshit Su Wu junior brother of you at all, don't mess with me, get out of the way." ”
Gao Peng is not a person who is easy to kill, as long as others don't provoke him, he will not take the initiative to kill.
Now this guy named Su Zhong, without any evidence, actually directly accused himself of killing Su Wu, it is really unreasonable, looking at this guy's gaze, always staring at his two flying swords, his eyes are greedy, and his expression is treacherous, he must have taken a fancy to his precious flying sword, and he wants to take it for himself, and deliberately makes excuses to rob it.
Lao Tzu's things, are they also so easy to grab?
"Hmph, you stinky boy, looking for death, killing someone, and you don't dare to admit it? Otherwise, hehe, today is your time of death. Su Zhong smiled and intimidated Gao Peng.
Su Zhong thought that Gao Peng's cultivation was even if he was the ninth level of Qi training, he had just been promoted, judging from his ridiculous figure driving a flying sword, this guy must be a chick, and it would definitely be very easy for him to kill him.
When Gao Peng heard that this guy was intimidating himself, his face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Su Zhong with disdain: "Blind your dog eyes, Lao Tzu's baby, and you and other rats can covet it? Get out, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you." ”
Su Zhong saw that Gao Peng was not only not intimidated by himself, but scolded himself, and couldn't help but jump like thunder, and said viciously: "Go to death." ”
This guy waved his hand violently, and a dazzling miserable blue sword let out a hissing and terrifying roar, shooting at Gao Peng's throat like lightning.
Su Zhong's flying sword, the color was miserable, as soon as it came out, the entire sky instantly turned dark green, and the smell of fishy smell was disgusting, and it made Gao Peng dizzy.
This guy's flying sword turned out to be highly poisonous.
At the same time that Su Zhong sacrificed this highly poisonous flying sword, his right hand swelled instantly, his arm stretched out, and a terrifying hideous grimace appeared in his palm, the terrifying grimace opened his mouth violently, his fangs were exposed, and a puff of poisonous smoke sprayed into Gao Peng's face.
Su Zhong's trick is called the poisonous ghost hand, which is extremely insidious and vicious, as long as anyone is sprayed by poisonous smoke, it will immediately turn into pus and blood.
This guy's heart is abnormally vicious, and when he comes up, he hurts the killer, and he uses two poisons in a row, he wants to kill Gao Peng with one move.
As soon as Gao Peng saw that this guy was acting so viciously, he knew that he must not be soft on this kind of person, let alone keep this person alive in the world.
If you keep this kind of vicious person and live in this world, I don't know how many people will suffer. Gao Peng made a killing move.
Hehe, let's take this vicious guy and practice my two flying swords.
"Go!" Gao Peng shouted violently, and the two flying swords of Zimang and Qingmang instantly turned into two exercises to meet the past.
The purple mang's purple training, with a wind and thunder, mixed with a deafening thunderbolt, was touching Su Zhong's miserable blue flying sword, instantly suppressing the miserable blue light emitted by Su Zhong's poisonous sword.
Zimang let out a dragon groan, and the purple sword qi skyrocketed, and it twisted violently.
"Click!" A terrible sound of metal breaking came, and Su Zhong's flying sword was directly twisted by Gao Peng's purple mang, clanged, and fell to the ground.
"Ahh
This guy's cyan flying sword can actually suppress his movements, and even the poisonous ghost hand is suppressed.
Before he could react, Gao Peng's Qingmang Flying Sword circled, and Su Zhong's poisonous ghost hand, along with one of his arms, was shattered by the Qingmang Flying Sword and turned into a blood mist.
"Ahh
At this time, Gao Peng's purple mang arrived.
In an instant, Su Zhong's face was like ashes, and he felt a terrible aura of death surround him.
The guy screamed, his consciousness moved, and a cyan shield was sacrificed by him.
The cyan shield instantly skyrocketed, turning into a curtain of light several feet in front of him.
"Click!" Su Zhonggang's shield touched Gao Peng's purple mang, and it was immediately split in half mercilessly.
"Spare your life...... I...... "Su Zhong regretted his death, if he knew that this guy who looked like a chick was so powerful, he wouldn't want to get those two flying swords."......
Gao Peng didn't pay attention to this guy's begging for mercy at all, and Zimang circled.
"Ah....... Su Zhong let out a terrible scream, and his head flew far away.
Gao Peng copied it with his left hand, and the Qiankun bag in Su Zhong fell into Gao Peng's hands. With his right hand, he took out the Qingmeng Xuanjing, and the Xuanjing shot out a blue light like a match, directly turning Su Zhong into ashes.
Another Qiankun bag was harvested.
Gao Peng opened Su Zhong's Qiankun bag and looked at it, with a happy smile on his face.
The good things in the Qiankun bag in Suzhong are better than Su Wu's, more, in addition to a copper tripod for refining medicine, there are hundreds of the best spiritual grass ginseng, yellow essence, He Shou Wu, and cordyceps, and there are many jade and finished pills with extremely high purity.
Gao Peng threw the Qiankun bag into the ring, very happy, today's harvest is not small.
Look at the sky, the moon is already in the west, it's almost dawn, hurry back to school.
Gao Peng found his car and drove towards the school.
At the same time, in an oasis in the center of the Western Desert, in a cave, a man with a disheveled hair was sitting on a futon and cultivating.
Two pitch-black flying swords, revealing a heart-palpitating murderous aura of death, surrounded him endlessly.
This person exudes an extremely strong aura, his cultivation is stable, his true qi is extremely sufficient, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Rock Realm, and he is an inner disciple of the Su family.
He is Su Zhong's eldest brother, Su Xin.
The Su family is one of the six major cultivation families on the earth, and any inner disciple has his own cultivation cave.
This oasis is in the center of the desert, and a spiritual spring with a strong spiritual energy has formed a clear lake.
Where there is water, there is life, forming a bustling oasis.
The ancestors of the Su family chose this spiritual spring as a base for cultivation.
Su Xin, who was cultivating, suddenly heard a low explosion.
This explosion made his heart tremble, and he quickly opened his eyes to take a look, and suddenly he jumped like thunder, and his eyes were about to burst.
The younger brother Su Zhong's life card was shattered.
However, all the disciples who go out to travel will put a piece of their own life card in the room of their relatives, and as long as they lose it, the life card left in their relatives will be shattered.
"Who killed my brother, I'm going to kill you alive!" Su Xin howled, beckoned, stepped on a black flying sword, soared into the sky, and flew into the night sky.
In a luxurious villa in Longhai City, Dai Liguo, deputy director of the Longhai Public Security Bureau, sat on the sofa, playing with a crystal clear ancient jade in his hand.
On the coffee table, several antique bronze chimes and copper tripods engraved with exquisite inscriptions and patterns are quietly placed there.
Looking at these bronzes used by the ancient emperors thousands of years ago in front of him, Dai Liguo's face showed an arrogant smile.
It's really a good thing, those things that the emperor will use are so good, thousands of years ago, and they are still so exquisite.
Dai Liguo stood up, picked up a bottle of the precious Louis XIV, and poured it into a washed bronze knight.
He sat on the sofa, leaned back slightly, closed his eyes, and slowly tasted the wine in the bronze juke, feeling the taste of being an emperor.
Hehe, it feels really good, that's how ancient emperors drank, right?
"Toot toot toot ......" three slight knocks on the door came.
Dai Liguo stretched out his hand and pressed a button, and the entire coffee table, along with those exquisite bronzes, sank into the ground, and the ground closed silently.
"Come in!" Dai Liguo said coldly.
The door opened, and a red-faced man in his thirties walked in.
This person's name is Zhao Yi, and he is Dai Liguo's henchman.
Zhao Yi is the head of the Cultural Relics Inspection Section, mainly responsible for the inspection of cultural relics smuggling in Longhai City.
Zhao Yi said in a low voice: "Dai Bureau, everything is arranged, just wait for the fish to take the bait." ”
Dai Liguo stared at Zhao Yi and said in a deep voice: "You must be foolproof, understand?"
Zhao Yi hurriedly said: "I know, Dai Ju, those people are all my subordinates, and they are absolutely reliable." ”
"Okay, the thing is successful, the position of deputy director is yours. Dai Liguo stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Yi's shoulder.
"Thank you, Dai Ju!" Zhao Yi was very grateful.
"Here's the month's share, you take it. Dai Liguo handed a handbag to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi's eyes lit up as soon as he saw this handbag.
The money in this handbag is at least 100,000 yuan.
Zhao Yi hurriedly took the money bag, his hands were trembling, his heart was very excited, but there was still a trace of fear.
Thrilled, he had never had so much money, and fearfully, he embarked on a path of no return.
"Go back, I'll wait for your good news. Dai Liguo looked at Zhao Yi.
"Okay, Dai Ju. Zhao Yi picked up the money bag and walked out of Dai Liguo's room.
A sinister smile appeared on Dai Liguo's face.
The position of the director is his own.
As soon as Dai Liguo sat down and took a sip of water, he saw his son Dai Jun barging in with a frightened face.
"Hmph, what's the matter?" Dai Liguo couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw his son Dai Jun's panicked appearance.
My son's courage is not good, and he is still very flustered when he encounters things, and it seems that he still needs to exercise.
Dai Jun picked up the wine glass in front of Dai Liguo, tilted his neck sharply, drank it all, looked at his father and said, "That USB flash drive is lost." ”
Dai Liguo's face was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he slapped his son in the face.