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Su Chengzhi's face was ugly, as black as the bottom of the pot, and he didn't know if it was caused by swallowing Neidan, or if he heard my words.

Or both.

After all, my words are simply an insult to him.

It's only been a long time since I've seen him, and the young man he chased and killed like a lost dog back then is now so rampant?

So excessive?

He thought that he would spare the lives of the father and daughter, and then leave, which was already quite face-saving, but I didn't expect me to stop him and say such a thing.

His eyes narrowed, and then he said coldly: "Compared with before, you have indeed made good progress, and this progress is also surprising, but this is not to say that you have the capital to run rampant in front of me. I thought that after Ma Yiao's golden cicada's physique was exposed, you would restrain a little and be a man with your head between your legs, but you never thought that you would still be so arrogant and domineering, do you really think that there is no one in the world? ”

Ma Yiao walked up from behind and said lightly: "We don't have such a bad situation. ”

I was stunned for a moment and looked at Ma Yiao.

I didn't expect him to veto my decision, in fact, when I saw one of the people in Sioux City doing such a beastly thing, my whole brain was about to explode, and an evil fire rushed straight towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

As a nightcrawler, I can relate to the tragedy just now.

Although I didn't see the corpses of Qin's family, his daughter's big innocent eyes still shocked my heart.

Some of Qin Laoer's thoughts are very similar to mine.

Many Nightkin don't really have any ambitions, and they never feel how awesome the blood that God has inflicted on them is.

If possible, we just want to live this life in a pure, ordinary way.

However, such a simple wish has never been realized.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, there are always one or another things in this world, which makes you involuntarily unable to help yourself.

And what Qin Lao Er is facing at this moment is quite desperate.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

It's hard for me to imagine what it would be like when something like this happens to me, but when I think about it, I can't help but shudder.

It's horrible.

The human heart is always more terrible than ghosts.

Especially a hypocrite like Su Chengzhi who keeps saying that he wants to "do the right thing for heaven".

The hearts of these people are more vicious than those of demons.

I narrowed my eyes and stared at Ma Yiao, who held the Tai'a sword in his hand, and then said slowly, "We just wanted to tell you a word. ”

He looked at Su Chengzhi and his eight subordinates, and said word by word: "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent." ”

When Su Chengzhi heard Ma Yiao's words, his eyes narrowed in an instant, like two glass slags bursting out, and then he laughed and said: "Very good, very good, you surprised me a little, I thought that you would be in a panic all day long, cautious, and dare not take a little chance, but I never thought that until now, you are still so nosy - such a character, you can still live in such turbulent rivers and lakes to this day, this is indeed a bizarre thing." However, this miracle will end today. “

I slammed the golden rod into the yellow earth, and the whole ground trembled.

I said coldly, "Advice is welcome." ”

Su Chengzhi turned his head, looked at me, and then said: "Don't think that if you defeat Lu Dajiao, you will be able to see nothing, to tell you the truth, this Ma Yiao brother of yours is the bloodline of the dragon and phoenix golden cicada among the people, but compared to my Su family's Kuafu physique, it is still a little worse." ”

Kuafu's physique?

I squinted my eyes, because I hadn't heard of this, but Ma Yiao, who was not far away, was visibly startled, obviously having some understanding.

It's just that I can't figure it out a little, "Praise the father is chasing the sun", this allusion is familiar to everyone, why the self-proclaimed descendants of "Praise the father" of their lineage are so afraid of the sun?

I thought their family was the Nightkin blood of the Night Bat.

The two sides made their positions clear, and no longer pretentious, Su Chengzhi pulled out the long sword, began to step, and walked slowly towards me.

And the moment he stepped forward, the eight people beside him moved before him.

Including the guy I knocked out earlier.

These eight people were holding all kinds of weapons before, but at this moment, each of them was carrying a sword, eight swords, different styles, but the common feature was that they were all sharp, revealing an extremely powerful momentum.

Bao Zhilin sells fish in a vein, which has been inherited for a hundred years, but it also has a very strong heritage.

This is reflected in the bodies of these eight people.

Eight people came out together, and what suddenly appeared was a neat and uniform, but different, connected sword formation, and suddenly, these eight people advanced and retreated together, just like one person.

After I fought twice with the two in front of me, the opponent's formation changed and immediately surrounded me.

Eight swords came out together, wanting to kill me in the array.

From the start to the formation of the killing momentum, it only took three or five seconds before and after, and the wind and clouds changed sharply, reflecting a very strong action.

But the only thing that made people feel relieved was that Su Chengzhi was stopped.

Ma Yiao relied on a Tai'a sword in his hand to stop Su Chengzhi, and then the two fought together, with brilliance and turbulence.

Facing the eight men and eight swords, after I calmed my mind, the golden hoop rod began to fly.

Again, the battle with Lu Dajiao, for me, the biggest impact is not how much my cultivation and method have improved, but the rapid rise of my mood and confidence.

As a nightcrawler who has not yet awakened, I can still fight against the demon king who is almost at the top of the food chain, and I can still win against such a record, I am already fearless against anyone, and I can give full play to all my strength.

I don't have any shortcomings, especially mentally.

I have the confidence to win against any opponent, whether it's one, ten, or hundred.

It's just a repeated rush.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Shoot a person, stick sweep a large area.

The golden hoop stick swung suddenly, and the countless sword tips that attacked around it, making a huge sound of gold and iron, and then I turned the golden hoop stick suddenly, and began to transport the nine-way cloud turning stick method, impacting with the enemy, flying and fighting in the crowd, the murderous spirit rose up, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, walking like a flower and butterfly dance.

As the closest means to actual combat, the Nine Roads Turning the Clouds has never been a move, but more of an expression of ideas.

It's ever-changing, but it's ever-changing.

Such a battle formation full of soaring murderous aura seems to be a bit overmatched for the battle in the rivers and lakes, and suddenly, the eight people can't adapt to the current intensity.

The majestic momentum they showed at the beginning suddenly converged and began to fall into disadvantage.

And I, who was unforgiving, began to drink and recite a text: "The cold wind is rustling, and the strange fog is cloudy." The wall box is full of flags, and the wall is full of halberds. The rolling helmet is bright, and the layers of armor are bright. The rolling helmet reflects the sun, like a silver chime hitting the sky; Layers of bright rock cliffs, like icebergs that press the ground. The big sword, the flying clouds and the lightning; The white gun, the fog pierces the clouds. Fang Tian halberd, tiger eye whip, hemp forest arrangement; Bronze swords, four shovels, dense trees lined up. The bow is bent, the crossbow is carved and the arrow is carved, and the short stick snake spear is the soul. The Great Sage is a wishful stick, turning over and over to fight the gods. Kill no bird in the air, and the tigers and wolves in the mountains run ......"

In "Journey to the West", the most exciting episode is the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, when this story was read out by me like a machine gun, it was full of an indescribable momentum.

When the eight saw my unusual behavior, they shouted loudly, "Quick, take him down......"

When a strong man heard this, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Well, let me come, slaughter this boy!" ”

The sword in the hand of the other person, although sharp, but too light, and the golden hoop stick, natural disadvantage, but the sword in the hand of this person is five feet long, the iron edge heavy sword, the momentum is strong and heavy, rushing to kill, but there is a dark cloud covering the momentum, quite fierce.

As soon as he made a move, the others immediately joined all of them, and all the sword blades attached to it, accumulating, but the sword qi was like a skyrocket, and it suddenly attacked me.

In the face of this sword formation that seemed to sweep everything, I was not afraid to laugh back, and shouted loudly: "Well, it's a good time, eat my grandson." ”

Boom!

The golden hoop stick was from top to bottom, carrying huge power, and at the same time, a green aura appeared on my body, and on my body, a hairy-faced monk faintly appeared.

It can only be seen by others when my strength has reached its peak.

This stick will make you go up in smoke.

Boom!

As a result of the exchange of the golden rod and the heavy sword, the heavy sword in the man's hand broke, and the man was smashed into pulp by me.

As soon as this person died, the sword array suddenly broke, and then, I rushed left and right, fighting wantonly in the crowd, people kept falling, the situation changed, the original hunter became the prey, and suddenly there was a ghost crying wolf.

And just as I was showing my might, I heard Su Chengzhi's scolding not far away: "Good boy, you actually got such a good sword, if it weren't for my heavenly sword being enshrined in the ancestral hall, it would be difficult to take it out, how could you be proud today?" Wait, this Liangzi, I have written it down, and I will return it in a hundred days......"

Ma Yiao scolded hatefully: "Don't run! ”

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