Su Lin felt that he was dying, his breathing was getting harder and harder, and at the same time, he felt that his heart was becoming more and more depressed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was very unwilling.

He still has a lot to do.

He had a strong urge to tear the dark curtain above his head and breathe a breath of fresh air outside.

Su Lin raised the fist that had just been confronted by the gray-robed old man, his fist trembled, his arm trembled, and there were bursts of hot pain, and blood flowed out of the wound.

"Can't fall!" Su Lin said to himself through gritted teeth, "Even if it is death, it must be standing death!"

Su Lin's arm was useless, and he had just tried to support his body, but found that he couldn't use his strength. As a last resort, I had to roll over and stand up with my legs propped up.

"Don't be afraid!" Su Lin said to himself, "The enemy will laugh!"

Su Lin glanced at his wound, grinned an ugly smile, and then, as if crazy, threw off his arms and rushed towards the gray-robed old man again.

He was like an indomitable warrior, charging at the enemy again and again.

"If you can't kill me, I'll kill you. This is the most persistent and only thought in Su Lin's heart.

No matter how good the gray-robed old man's temper is, he can't bear it anymore.

What's more, his temper was not good in the first place.

He stared at Su Lin with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Since you are so anxious to send you to death, then I will fulfill you!"

"No!" Su Lin shook his head, his face dripping with blood, "Sending to death is such a thing—I will never do it in this life!"

"I have to say that I admire your perseverance, but at this moment I have lost patience with you—" said the gray-robed old man.

"You give me death!"

After the gray-robed old man said this, his body disappeared from the spot.

Su Lin was on alert, waiting for the black-robed old man's attack.

To his surprise, this time the gray-robed man did not attack immediately, nor did he slap his palm on the chest.

Rather, I don't know where I went.

Suddenly, his body suddenly appeared, and Surin threw a punch.

Afterimage.

Another punch is thrown.

Or an afterimage.

"Boom, boom!"

Su Lin threw a lot of punches in a row, but every time he didn't hit the gray-robed old man, only his afterimage.

"Uhhhh

Suddenly, Su Lin only felt a tightness in his throat, and then his body lost self-control.

The gray-robed old man's body looked so old and weak, and his palms looked a little dry, but he lifted Su Lin's body into the air so easily.

The gray-robed old man controlled Su Lin's body, looked at Su Lin's face that had turned purple due to lack of oxygen at close range, and said in a low voice: "I admit that your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, and you are indeed a genius, but you are too young-!"

"If you were given another thirty years, no, maybe twenty years, you would have the strength to fight me, but now, you are still too weak, weak like a child!"

His voice was slow, his arms were getting harder and harder, and Surin's consciousness was getting more and more blurred.

He didn't twist Su Lin's neck directly, because he felt that it was too cheap for Su Lin to provoke him countless times, so he just grabbed his neck, wanting to kill Su Lin slowly and suffocate him to death.

Seeing this scene, Ha Ba's face showed a look of relief.

Dead, Surin is finally going to die.

The two brothers, Cao Qingcheng and Cao Qinglin, glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

Obviously, the true strength of this gray-robed old man was beyond their imagination.

Now that they think about it, Su Lin can't catch the attack of the gray-robed old man, and even if the two of them join forces, they can't catch it either.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ke was in a hurry, it was impossible for her to watch Su Lin being killed by the gray-robed old man in front of him.

As she ran, three utility knives appeared on each of her hands.

"Boom!"

Each of the six utility knives struck the back of the gray-robed old man with the word "pin", and the blades were wrapped in qi, which looked extremely sharp.

The gray-robed old man didn't reply, but his free arm shook slightly, and the six utility knives suddenly fell to the ground like deflated balls.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!" made a series of crisp sounds.

"Do you know what you're doing?" the gray-robed old man's dead eyes stared at Xia Keren and asked in a deep voice.

"Let him go, he didn't do anything wrong. If you think he's offended you, I can wait for him to apologize to you. Xia Keren said.

"It's useless!" the gray-robed old man directly refused, "I don't like this kind of enemy that can't be killed!"

"Amitabha, it seems that you are afraid-!"

At this moment, a clear and peaceful voice came from not far away.

When everyone heard this voice, they were all shocked, and they all followed the reputation, but they didn't see a single ghost, let alone a human figure.

Of course, this is ordinary people.

This gray-robed old man was not an ordinary person, his eyes had been locked on Su Lin before, but now he had to move away.

Because I don't know when, there were two people standing in front of him, one monk and one monk, fat and thin, who appeared like gods.

The monk's face is kind and kind, and the Taoist priest is like a magic stick.

The thin Taoist priest first made a Dao number, and then looked at Su Lin, who was already dying in the hands of the gray-robed old man, who had a lot of breath in and a lot of breath, and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what kind of involvement do we adults have in the contradictions between children? Compared to him, how old are you? Evil old man, this matter, you overseas cultivators are really a bit too much. Be forgiving and forgiving, and give us Surin. ”

The gray-robed old man stared at the monk in front of him with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Stinky Daoist, this has nothing to do with you, I can give you this face for other things, but I can't give you this kid." He offended me today, I said, he must die. ”

"Evil Elder, do you know what you are doing? We Huaxia cultivators have an agreement with you for overseas casual cultivation, and the masters of the Earth Immortal Realm can't make a move casually, especially not against juniors, why do you want to cause a big war between Huaxia cultivators and overseas casual cultivators?" The fat monk said angrily, he had a very good impression of Su Linke, and he was basically cultivating as his own heir, how could he watch Su Lin die in the hands of the evil old man like this.