Blood in a land.

It's glaring.

If you lose your hands, you almost lose your martial arts.

For martial arts cultivators, this hurts to the bone marrow.

In fact, it's not just that.

Su Xuan's sword carried a terrifying three-stage mid-stage sword intent, and it was still the kind of incomparably pure sword intent.

Therefore, the edges of the broken palms of these martial arts cultivators who had broken their hands were invaded by the sword intent.

Now, they may not feel it, but in the near future, these people will feel the pain of dying all the time.

Those sword intent in their bodies were more terrifying than heart-loving insects.

"Uncle Li, before, you said that because of the light song into the devil, you have to eliminate harm for the people, do the right thing for the sky, and pursue justice, so you can only take the lead in punishing the demons ......" Su Xuan raised his head and looked at Li Youlong.

Li Youlong's hands are intact.

Obviously, it was he who proposed to catch Lin Qingge to threaten Su Xuan, and it seemed that he also took the lead in attacking Lin Qingge, but at the last moment, he stopped.

In the end, it is the old fox.

Left a hand.

He took the lead in catching Lin Qingge, but, if it was implemented, it would be handed over to others, so that even if there was danger, it would not fall on his head.

Sure enough, Li Youlong's cleverness played a role, and he alone had both hands.

"Yes, yes, that's the truth, Uncle Li didn't mean it, and he couldn't help himself. Li Youlong endured the terrifying tremor in his heart and nodded heavily.

"You told me not to be offended. Su Xuan smiled abruptly, smiling, inexplicably gloomy.

Li Youlong suddenly had a bad premonition.

Su Xuan raised his dark eyes, his body suddenly opened, and the speed of the god and demon emperor ant, at this moment, was exerted to the extreme, fast and terrifying, definitely beyond the speed of the limit of the Venerable Realm, Li Youlong didn't even see a shadow......

And then.

Su Xuan was standing in front of him.

Face.

"............" Li Youlong was so frightened that he stopped in heartbeat, and subconsciously raised his sword.

But when he raised his sword, he found that he couldn't lift it!

The sword in his hand was like being imprisoned.

Subconsciously, Li Youlong looked down at his sword, but saw that Su Xuan actually grabbed the front of his sword with his bare hands, grabbed the blade of the sword, and grasped it steadily.

"I ask Uncle Li to become a martial arts waster who has lost his dantian from today onwards, please don't be surprised. Su Xuan stared at Li Youlong and spoke.

As soon as the voice fell, Su Xuan's other hand suddenly grabbed towards Li Youlong's lower abdomen dantian.

The five fingers were sharper and sharper than the blade, easily piercing Li Youlong's lower abdomen and grabbing his dantian into pieces.

"No!!!" Li Youlong hissed and screamed, desperate to the extreme.

For a martial arts cultivator, abolishing the dantian is more painful than death.

Life is better than death.

"I ask Uncle Li to only be in a wheelchair from today onwards, please don't be surprised. Before Li Youlong's screams fell, Su Xuan spoke again.

And then......

Su Xuan's hand that grabbed the sword in Li Youlong's hand suddenly moved, and the power was diffuse, carrying the sword blade, and slashing towards Li Youlong's legs.

Li Youlong's legs were straight and broken.

Li Youlong fainted directly in pain, and there was still a faint breath left.

Distance.

The sharp knife gritted his teeth and suddenly dragged his seriously injured body, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

It's gratitude.

Grateful to the hosts.

He knew very well that according to the character of his master, killing his father ten times was not too much.

And the reason why the master actually left his father a breath was for the sake of his own face, right? Although the breath left by the master to his father was worse than death for his father, after all, he left a breath.

Sharp Knife is grateful.

"Thank you, host. Sharp Knife muttered to himself.

Meanwhile.

"I watched the play and saw it now, why didn't it appear yet?!" Su Xuan said to the dark night sky in front of him.

The voice is faint, but serious.

"Huh, you actually found Ben Gongzi?" Then, in the darkness of the night, a figure squirmed out of the air.

It was a young man in a robe.

The man is not good-looking.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

The eyes are bright, and in the darkness of the night, the eyes gleam mysteriously.

"Hanging Kunlun?" Su Xuan stared deeply at the mysterious man in the robe and said.

The man nodded, "Not bad." ”

"What's the matter?"

"You promised me one condition, I will take you to Hanging Kunlun, and guarantee that you can enter the Ten Saints Academy, and even directly become a disciple of the Inner Court. The man smiled and spoke.

"On what terms?"

"I want her blood, not much, a pot is enough. There was more excitement in the man's eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed at Lin Qingge.

Because of some personal matters, he came from Hanging Kunlun to Lower Kunlun.

Originally, it was over, and I was going to go back to Kunlun, but I didn't want to, but it happened that Lin Qingge fell into the devil and killed all sides in China......

He was curious, so he rushed over to take a look, and it was a good time.

But he didn't want to, this time, he vaguely found that Lin Qingge's blood was not simple!!

Normal demonization, although the speed of martial arts progress will also speed up wildly, there is definitely no such terrifying ...... as Lin Qingge

Lin Qingge is special, in her blood.

He became interested in Lin Qingge's blood.

In fact, if Su Xuan didn't show up, today, after Lin Qingge was killed by Li Youlong and others, he would also show up and ask for a pot of blood.

He wants to bring back a pot of blood and study it well.

As for the conditions given to Su Xuan, to him, it was nothing at all.

Not to mention the man's own identity, that is, Su Xuan's talent, he is qualified to enter Hanging Kunlun, and he is also qualified to enter the Ten Holy Academy, and become a disciple of the inner court, all of which are natural.

So, he doesn't have to give anything.

It's just a fool of Su Xuan.

"What's the matter?" After the man finished speaking, he looked at Su Xuan, but found that Su Xuan was staring at him, silent, and couldn't help it, the man opened his mouth and asked, he can raise the conditions a little more appropriately.

"If you don't think it's enough, then, this son can reward you with another real yellow-level martial art!!" The man's voice was a little louder.

Su Xuan was still silent.

"Kid of Kunlun, sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too greedy. The man's face was already a little unsightly, and the little ants in Xia Kunlun were really greedy.

He hates greedy people.

"Shhhh Su Xuan suddenly raised his hand, raised his index finger, and made a silent cleanup.

The man frowned.

Before he could say anything, Su Xuan spoke again and said faintly: "Don't speak, be quiet." Thinking quietly is the only way to make the most appropriate decision. So, I decided to ask you to have an arm and a leg, and you should think about it carefully, which arm and leg are you willing to lose? Remember, you can only choose once, be careful!"

Someone is trying to get Qingge's blood, so it's not too much to ask him for an arm and a leg, right?

[Chapter 3, Asking for Tickets]