That's when it happened.

"Rub!"

Zheng Yao Ancestor, turned around and wanted to escape.

No one wants to die.

Even though, Zheng Yao Ancestor has lived for more than 200 years.

Zheng Yao Ancestor was sure that he was far from being Su Xuan's opponent.

Although it was just a move in the battle, he already knew the result.

I didn't even have the slightest intent to fight, I just wanted to escape.

Zheng Yao's speed is still very fast, after all, the realm of the eighth layer of the True Yuan Realm is there, plus, at the moment of life and death, he is desperate, and his body method is quite pure, turning into an afterimage, flying again and again, wanting to rush towards the edge of the cliff, trying to jump off the cliff in vain, and there is also a way to live.

Su Xuan didn't chase after him.

Just casually glanced at the flickering figure of Zheng Yao Old Ancestor.

In his hand, as if by magic, there is an extra sword.

Blood Floating Sword.

Su Xuan's rarely used Blood Floating Sword.

"Sharp knife, look at it, use the sword, pay attention to a vitality, mind, eyes, sword energy, four in one, four in one, ready to standby, boiling out, to be decisive, to be confident!"

Su Xuan raised the Blood Floating Sword, looked at the sharp sword, and pointed.

The voice fell.

Su Xuan's wrist fluctuated slightly.

Suddenly, the entire halfway up the mountain space froze.

There wasn't a single fluctuation in the air.

In the eyes of many people present, Su Xuan seemed to have turned into a sword.

Obviously, Su Xuan did not have any breath fluctuations on his body, but when he looked at Su Xuan, he was inexplicably oppressed by a kind of coercion of heaven and earth, as if there was a sword across his neck.

Life and death were controlled by Su Xuan.

Zheng Yao Ancestor, who had escaped about sixty or seventy meters, had an inexplicable feeling of extreme danger.

It felt like my heart was pinched.

It's cold.

He's locked up.

The kind of lock that can't be escaped.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn his head and make a move between life and death, so as to fight for his life and survive.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Su Xuan's sword was fast, so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye.

It's so fast that the sharp knife is stunned, and the sharp knife itself is good at fast swords, but at this moment, compared to the master's sword, the gap is huge!

In addition, Su Xuan's sword is not only fast, but also godly, the position it locks is the most appropriate position, the right position of the score, so that Zheng Yao Ancestor can't retreat, can't retreat, can't hide, can't hide, can't fight, it's too late.

"No!!" Zheng Yao Ancestor only left a desperate roar in the end.

Regret to the extreme.

"You ask for death, I give you death, ask for it, don't you?" Su Xuan withdrew the Blood Floating Sword and muttered to himself.

The voice just fell.

Zheng Yao Ancestor fell to the ground with a bang.

It wasn't until he fell to the ground that a thin and thin line of sword marks in his throat was rapidly turning red......

The shallow sword marks seemed to only scratch the skin, but in fact, they penetrated deep into the throat and cut off the throat without a single point.

"The Great Wilderness Heavenly Sword is really powerful!" Su Xuan sighed in his heart.

In fact, the sword he just made was just the first move of "Great Desolate Heavenly Sword".

That is, the weakest move.

Moreover, he has only practiced to the point of Xiaocheng, and it is still very early before Dacheng or even consummation.

But even so, the power is so terrifying.

The first move of "Great Wilderness Heavenly Sword" is called 'Quick Word Sword'.

The second move is called 'Yizi Sword', this move, Su Xuan is currently qualified to learn, because he has already comprehended the sword intent, although the sword intent has only comprehended a small paragraph, but it is also the real sword intent.

The third move is called 'Wild Word Sword', and the fourth move is called 'Heavenly Word Sword'.

A total of four swords.

The latter two swords, Su Xuan felt that it was difficult to cultivate in Huaguo or the territory of the earth, because it involved some laws of heaven and earth, and it required a very terrifying martial arts realm to do it, and a low martial plane like the earth was not enough to support him to cultivate these two swords.

As for the other planes beyond Earth?

Su Xuan didn't know.

Su Xuan was thinking about "The Great Wilderness Heavenly Sword", but there was silence for a long time.

There was a long silence.

One by one, all like statues.

Stand there deadly.

Let the mountain wind blow.

Obviously, it is only late autumn, there is no winter yet, and Qianhai City is not considered northern, it is southern, and the temperature is not too cold, but at this moment, everyone present feels that they have been thrown into the cold solar term.

It's scary.

I was so scared that I wanted to kneel down now.

Su Xuan's strong.

Su Xuan's mystery.

It is simply indescribable.

For example, Zheng Qiankun, Zheng Yuchen and other five people, at this moment, have completely despaired and have begun to commit suicide.

The fear of Su Xuan was already greater than their fear of death.

"Rest in peace, father. Your revenge, your son has avenged you. And from today on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, let the heavens and the earth hiss, the ten thousand laws bow their heads, and everywhere they go, they will be surrendered to it, you are in heaven, please be proud of me!!"

In the silence, Su Xuan turned his head and looked at his father's grave.

Muttering.

This moment.

It was a clear sky, but suddenly, the thunder fell from the sky, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

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Yunhu City.

Sining Community.

Villa No. 12 in the villa area.

Zhang's family.

"Knock knock knock...... "Knock knock" at the door of a room in the corner of the second floor of the villa, a young man was full of smugness and playfulness, knocking on the door heavily, the young man was dressed in expensive clothes, dressed like a noble son, he held his head high, raised his hand, and knocked on the door heavily.

The young man is Zhang Ji.

The second son of the Zhang family.

Next to Zhang Ji is a young man, his personal bodyguard, this person, although he is not a martial arts cultivator, but he has been mixed in the mercenary battlefield abroad for ten years, and his strength is still very good, protection, Zhang Ji, enough.

The door that Zhang Ji was knocking on was the door of Zhang Song, the eldest son of the Zhang family.

Zhang Song said that he was the eldest son, but now the Zhang family and even the entire Yunhu City, who doesn't know that Zhang Song is a poor man, hehe...... There is a titular son.

"Open the door, my good big brother, open the door quickly!" Zhang Ji's voice was a little loud.

However, no one opened the door for a long time.

"Song Tong, kick the door for me. Zhang Ji's face was not good-looking, and he said to the man beside him.

"Yes. "The bodyguard, named Song Tong, is obedient to Zhang Ji, which is his professional ethics.

Touch!!!

Song Tong exerted his strength and kicked it down.

The door opened.

When the door opened, the first thing that came out was the pungent smell of alcohol, some rancid stench, and on the floor, all kinds of wine bottles, wine cans, and some vomit.

The room was not big, the curtains were completely closed, and it was very dim.

It's messy, and on the table, there are all kinds of clothes, boxed lunches, and the like.

And shoes thrown everywhere.

On both chairs, there is already dust.

A scruffy-looking man, with a stubble on his face and greasy hair, was lying on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand...... Sleeping soundly.

It was Zhang Song.