Su Ming said calmly: "The master is a little unfounded, whether he is confident or not is my own business, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with the master." ”

The gray-robed monk said lightly: "Xiaoyou is right, who wins and who loses in the duel between you and the Jiangcheng magic world does not have much impact on the poor monk. ”

"That's not the end of it."

Su Ming was a little impatient.

The gray-robed monk's face froze, and he was indescribably embarrassed.

He didn't expect Su Ming to be so crazy and not give him face at all.

He was a little unhappy in his heart, Su Ming couldn't see how powerful he was.

I don't have any eyesight.

Su Ming said nonchalantly: "Master, if you have something to say, just say it, I don't have time to brag with you." ”

Belch!

The gray-robed monk only felt that his whole face was hot.

He pondered for a long time, and then said: "The poor monk has just arrived, and he is not familiar with Jiangcheng, and he ...... another."

Grunt.

His stomach growled cooperatively.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched suddenly, thinking that what was the matter, it turned out to be like this.

"Jun'er, go buy some food for this master."

Jun'er asked, "Young Master, is it still ...... to match meat and vegetables?"

"Vegan feast."

"Yes."

After Jun'er left, Su Ming looked at him, "I'm afraid the master is here to be a lobbyist." ”

"Amitabha!"

The gray-robed monk clasped his hands together, "The little benefactor really has good eyesight, and he can see the intentions of the poor monk at a glance." ”

"The poor monk traveled here and heard about the decisive battle agreed between the little benefactor and the Jiangcheng magic world. The poor monk believes that there is no need to make a big move. Why didn't the little donor shake hands with the Jiangcheng magic world? ”

Su Ming chuckled and said, "Master, do you understand the situation?" Dare to be a lobbyist. ”

"Isn't it that the little donor is bullying people and slaughtering several families in the Jiangcheng magic world?"

"Master, do you know why I slaughtered them all over the house?"

The cold light in Su Ming's eyes jumped, and a fierce killing intent permeated his body.

The gray-robed monk's eyelids jumped, and he was secretly frightened.

It's terrible murderous!

He now found that he had seriously underestimated Su Ming......

This is a real junior grandmaster.

He was only twenty years old, but he had such a pure murderous aura, which he had never seen before.

Su Ming said coldly: "I, Su Ming, have never taken the initiative to provoke others, if they hadn't provoked them, how could I risk the world to slaughter several major families?!" ”

"Master, don't you know that the ** magic families in the magic world today are no longer the right way they were at the beginning?"

The gray-robed monk was expressionless and silent.

Su Ming continued: "The disciples of the ** art families are arrogant and domineering, and there is no one in their eyes. Sometimes, human life is worse than mustard in their eyes. ”

"Master, if you see the behavior of a disciple of a magic family, maybe you won't come to be a lobbyist."

The gray-robed monk said slowly: "The poor monk doesn't know whether it's true or not, but the poor monk still wants to persuade the donor to dispel this idea. Your decisive battle with the Jiangcheng Spell Realm is likely to cause chaos in the Spell Realm. ”

Su Ming looked at the gray-robed monk with a smile, "Master, you are talking too much. ”

The gray-robed monk chuckled in his heart, and said stubbornly: "What does the little benefactor mean by this?" ”

"Does the Master want me to be the laughing stock of the wizarding world?"

Su Ming sneered.

The gray-robed monk was about to speak, but Su Ming waved his hand impatiently, "Master, you are an ascetic, the Jiangcheng magic world has nothing to do with you, don't ask for trouble." ”

"Amitabha!"

He said in a firm tone: "Since the little benefactor speaks like this, the poor monk has no choice but to take you down and resolve the anger in your heart. ”

"Young Master......"

Jun'er bought food for the gray-robed monk.

Su Ming pointed to the bench, and Jun'er put the food on the bench.

Su Ming glanced at the gray-robed monk with displeasure, and turned around and walked away.

The gray-robed monk stood in place, not knowing what to do.

Jun'er glanced at the gray-robed monk suspiciously, and said, "Young Master, did you have a dispute with him?" ”

"He advised me not to fight a decisive battle with the Jiangcheng Spell Family."

Su Ming said indifferently: "He thought too simply, it's not that I insist on a duel with the Jiangcheng Spell Family, the challenge book is the Jiangcheng Zhou Family's head, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Little donor, please stay."

The gray-robed monk chased after him.

Su Ming looked back, "What else is going on?" ”

"No matter what, for the sake of the world, please give up the duel with the Jiangcheng Spell Family."

Su Ming's eyes burst out, "Master, don't feel uncomfortable. ”

"Amitabha!"

He formed a seal with both hands, and a golden 'swastika' appeared, raising his hand and patting it towards Su Ming.

Su Ming's face showed a look of anger, "Are you looking for death?!" ”

Taking a step forward, the powerful aura flew out the word 'swastika' typed by the gray-robed monk.

Su Ming rushed out with an arrow step, stretched out his hand to grab the gray-robed monk's neck, and stared at him coldly, "Are you really looking for death?" ”

"If the death of the poor monk can make you give up the idea of dueling with the Jiangcheng magic family, the poor monk is willing to die."

"Master tells you that if you want Master to dispel your thoughts, there is no possibility."

Su Ming said angrily: "This time, even if the Jiangcheng Spell Family gives up dueling with the young master, the young master will come to the door to destroy them." ”

"Why?"

"Because of you!"

Su Ming threw him out, pointed at him and scolded angrily: "Don't want the master to give up anymore, the master has made up his mind, and no one can change it." The king of heaven Lao Tzu is here, and the master is not afraid. ”

He looked shocked.

"Little Donor......

"Get out!"

Su Ming roared angrily, and the surrounding trees shook, and the leaves fell to the ground. The pond burst and the water column rushed up.

The gray-robed monk looked dazed.

Su Ming glared at him viciously, "Don't follow me again, otherwise the master will be unkind to you, and killing people is not a big deal for the master at all." ”

Jun'er opened his mouth and said, "Master, the good of my young master is not something that you can understand. ”

The gray-robed monk coughed twice and slowly got up.

The people hiding in the shadows were shocked when they saw this scene, but they didn't expect that the gray-robed monk of the Fifth Rank Spirit Master was not an opponent at all.

Su Ming stopped and turned his head to look at a big tree not far away......

The people on the tree saw Su Ming's cold eyes, and a dense cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

He was so frightened that he held his breath and didn't dare to act rashly.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth hooked up with a sneer, "Get out." ”

There was silence all around, and there was not a single movement.

Su Ming stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, the trees shook violently, and several people fell from the trees.

They took one look and fled in panic.

Jun'er was surprised, "Young Master, who are they?" ”

"Curious people."

"People from the Jiangcheng Spell Family?"

"Not all, there are also people who come here to see the excitement."

Su Ming smiled slightly, "It seems that there are quite a few people in the spell world who are curious about me." ”

Jun'er nodded, "Young Master, you have excellent talents, and if you push the entire Jiangcheng Spell Realm with your own strength, you will definitely shake the Spell World." ”

"The slave maid thinks that not only the magic family, but also the people of the various avenues and even the demon clan will also pay attention to you."

Su Ming's gaze became deeper.

He didn't care who came, the more people who came, the better.

This battle was the strongest battle he had encountered since he came down the mountain, and the Zhou family concentrated the strength of a city to duel with him.

This kind of treatment is not available to everyone.

This battle is a good time for him to stand up.

If you don't want others to hear his name and run away, you have to at least shiver twice in the same place.

Jun'er's afterglow swept Su Ming's expression and was secretly startled.

Her master was truly extraordinary.

Striding forward.

After walking more than a hundred meters, Su Ming stopped again, he turned his head to look at the woods behind his right, and said coldly: "You dare to follow?!" ”

"Get out!"

Poof!

Seven or eight people of various ages fell from the tree, their eyes full of horror, and their mouths opened to spurt blood......

They were shocked and incredulous.

It's too strong, it's frighteningly strong.

With a bang, they were heartbroken.

Jun'er snorted lightly, flashed up and carried the group of people in front of Su Ming.

Su Ming looked at them with a smile, their eyes narrowed, and their throats rolled......

They caught the cold murderous intent in Su Ming's eyes and smelled the breath of death.

Su Ming's eyes widened, their hearts trembled violently, and the qi and blood in their whole bodies surged, spurting out old blood.

"Say, you're all from that family."

In the face of Su Ming's questioning, they remained silent one by one, and no one spoke first.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth hooked a cold arc, grabbed a middle-aged man in front of him, clasped his palm around his heavenly spirit, and a faint voice rang out, "Give you a chance, to say or not to say?" ”