Chapter 33: The Art of Killing
Like a dream, it is for the uncertain, like the waves, it is for the storm!
After Yang Xiu was promoted to the third floor, he improved the uncertain turmoil.
The uncertain turmoil that was exerted by spiritual power was even more terrifying.
"Bang bang!!"
This sound is like a huge ship being swept away by the wild waves, frantically crashing into the reef!
Behind Lin Xianping, the clothes were directly blasted into rags!
"Bang!"
In the last blow, the dignified four-story ninth-order Martial Sect was directly knocked away!
After all, Lin Xianping is a four-story veteran martial artist, and after being blown away by the "uncertain turmoil", he did not fall directly, but grabbed the ground with his feet, and after the friction of "Zizi ......", his figure finally stopped forcibly.
"Master Lin, you said I was a waste before, so what are you?" Yang Xiu said.
Lin Xianping's heart sank, when Yang Xiu said this, he was not half proud, but like frozen ice on the surface of the lake, calm and cold, but extremely sharp.
"Die!" Yang Xiu hooked the corners of his mouth, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and rushed towards Lin Xianping with an extremely strange figure.
"Hmph!Yellow Rank Intermediate Spiritual Technique!True Fire Fist!" Lin Xianping shouted in a hurry.
Yang Xiu stretched out his legs, and Lin Xianping's real fire fist swung out.
The two soon met each other.
"Boom!"
The two collided and made a loud noise.
Dusty.
The cultivators in the field all looked at the flying dust.
"Who won this match?" someone in the crowd whispered.
"Needless to say, if the two-story Great Martial Master can win against the four-story Martial Sect head-on, it will be ridiculous!"
"The kid before relied on his strange speed, and he just broke the clothes of the Lin family master. ”
"Head-on confrontation, Yang Xiu has no chance of winning!"
......
The dust is falling.
Lin Xianping's figure was revealed.
At this moment, the wide dark red robe on his body had all been reduced to pieces.
Not only that, under Lin Xianping's old but burly body, the strong muscles were a little miserable, and several visible blood marks were hideous and terrifying, as if they had been crossed by a wide iron knife.
The three people around held their breath.
Even Shangguan Xiongyu's face showed a trace of disbelief - he was very familiar with Lin Xianping's old opponent, but now, this old opponent in the past was so embarrassed in the confrontation!
"Ah!!" Lin Xianping looked up to the sky and roared, his spiritual power surging, extremely angry.
"It's not a two-story great martial artist, it's a three-story realm!" Lin Xian's muscles twitched faintly.
From childhood to now, even if he is often suppressed by Shangguan Xiongyu, he has never been so embarrassed.
As soon as Lin Xianping's words came out, many people gasped and were a little incredulous.
"Kill Yang Xiu, you have to be blessed by the Taixu Palace!" After this sentence came out, many cultivators got Yang Xiu's information.
Yang Xiu is only eighteen years old this year!
A normal eighteen-year-old man is at most about the seventh order of one floor at the moment, even if he is a genius, he is only one floor and eight steps.
"Eighteen-year-old three-story martial spirit?
"In the entire history of Qingcheng, there has never been such a character!"
"I heard that Yang Xiu had not been able to cultivate before, why did he suddenly become a three-story big man?"
"It's not just a three-story building, it seems that the old master of the Lin family is not his opponent!"
"That's right, isn't that Yang Xiu's true strength, which is already comparable to the four-story Martial Sect?"
"Whew, that's terrifying!"
......
Just when everyone was talking.
Yang Xiu's figure was high in the sky, with a wonderful body, stepping on the air and constantly flickering.
Yang Xiu's current strength, of course, can't do it.
It's just that after having a huge increase of 75% in the Ethereal Jue, using his body technique, Yang Xiu can greatly slow down the speed of falling.
The little Dao Gu on his shoulder was very knowledgeable and didn't make any sound.
"This old guy of the Lin family really wants to kill me?"
"Hehe, Lin Xianping, I'll let you see, the real killing technique!"
The little Dao Gu on Yang Xiu's body stood up in an instant.
Because she found that Yang Xiu's murderous aura had been completely hidden.
"It turns out that he can really control the murderous ......" This thought flashed through Xiao Daogu's heart like lightning.
That's when it happened!
Yang Xiu's figure turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Lin Xianping with extreme precision.
"Whew!"
Moment!
It was as if the whole world flickered suddenly.
Without warning.
A touch of cold blooms!
Lin Xianping's angry look will stay forever!
The corpse is divided into two.
The whole world seemed to have come to a standstill, and you must know that there was not a single ordinary person in the three roads here, and they were all powerful cultivators.
They held their breath as they vaguely saw the image.
For the first time, they saw the art of killing.
Fast, fast enough to lose the concept of time.
Accurately, the blade is crossed, and never deviates from a single cent.
ruthless, without hesitation.
Beauty, the only time the blade flickered coldly, it burst with blood, condensing into a beautiful blood-colored fragrance.
Everyone saw Yang Xiu's movements in an instant, and then that picture was fiercely engraved in their hearts.
How could someone interpret the murderous scene so beautifully?
"Da ......"
With a soft sound, Yang Xiu's footsteps landed, and the blade in his hand was still buzzing.
"Murder, I am the grandfather. ”
Yang Xiu's words were calm and calm, he used his two fingers to cut off the blood on the blade, and then put away the short blade.
During the "hiss ......" scene, everyone gasped in unison.
Shangguan Xiongyu's old eyes emitted an inexplicable light.
Before the crowd could sigh, a cry of grief caught their attention.
"Daddy!!"
Lin Youming, who walked out of the valley, saw this picture completely.
He ran towards Lin Xianping's corpse with red eyes, knelt down with a pop, leaned down and hugged Lin Xianping's bloody corpse, tears in his eyes couldn't help but run down: "Ah!!Dad!!"
After crying a few times, Lin Youming picked up Lin Xianping's body, looked up at Yang Xiu, and roared angrily: "Yang Xiu, come on, kill me!
Yang Xiu's expression was very cold: "I won't kill you." ”
Lin Youming said angrily: "You kill me, kill me!"
"I said, I'm not going to kill you. ”
"If you don't kill me, I'll kill you!"
Yang Xiu didn't care at all, just hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and then walked to the Shangguan family's people.
The Great Elder hurriedly led two horses to Yang Xiu and Shangguan Liangping.
Yang Xiu and Shangguan Liangping got on the horse.
At this moment, Yang Xiucai said lightly: "Lin Youming, the revenge of killing his father is not shared, if you want to seek revenge on me, then you will pass my apprenticeship first." ”。
Shangguan Liangping was on the horse and glanced at Lin Youming, with a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
Yang Xiu raised his voice slightly and said, "Withdraw, no one will come out of the Hidden Stream Valley." ”