Chapter 32 Either You Die or I Die

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With Situ Nan's surname, not only would he not really let Lei Qing eat the first soup, but he would not even let him drink the second soup. After all, when he is cool, it is impossible to leave a hostile brat to watch from the sidelines. Unless he has a special hobby of letting people watch the battle, he will use means to restrain Lei Qing. Otherwise, most of them would have killed Lei Qing directly.

Lei Qing seemed to be enjoying himself at this time, but in fact, his whole body was in a state of tension, ready to jump up at any time and burst into a state of murder. Feeling that Situ Nan had come over with bad intentions, he still said in Leng Yuewu's ear: "Senior Leng Senior, calm down, prepare!"

In order to stimulate Situ Nan's sanity and lower his vigilance again. Lei Qing smiled evilly, and shouted wildly: "Leng Xiao obediently, let your Young Master Lei come to check first, what is the difference between the Jade ~ Milk of the Ice Sword Saint and the woman next to you?"

After that, a thief's hand lewdly poked towards Leng Yuewu's crisp breasts.

Situ Nan was stimulated by these words and was annoyed in his heart, secretly thinking that you are a kid, are you really addicted to playing? Lao Tzu hasn't checked it yet, is it your turn to be a kid? The reason why I was patient before was to let this kid test whether Leng Yuewu still had the ability to resist.

Now it seems that this Cold Ice Sword Saint Cold Moon Dance is really finished, otherwise, with her temper and status, she would never allow such a kid to be frivolous and indecent without violent murder.

In fact, Situ Nan's appearance is ugly, and his psychology is dark and distorted. has lived this life, relying on evil means, it is true that he has picked a lot of flowers and harmed many young women and girls from good families. But then again, I really haven't really read a woman's heart in my life, and I haven't been favored by a woman. How is it possible to truly understand how a woman's mind turns, let alone how Leng Yuewu thinks in her heart.

In fact, change to a person as vulgar and ugly as Situ Nan, who is hopeful and disgusting, to carry out Lei Qing's same plan. Even if Leng Yuewu understood that this was to kill the enemy together, it would never be possible for him to be so wronged, and he didn't even have much resistance in his heart to cooperate with him. On the contrary, under the invasion of silver medicine, she vaguely seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

I'm afraid this is not only something that Situ Nan can't figure out, but even Lei Qing can't think of it.

Lei Qing's outrageous actions seemed to provoke Situ Nan's bottom line. Originally, he was dragging a stump leg, and he came over slowly. Seeing this, Situ Nan rushed over, grabbed Lei Qing with a bit of hideousness on his face, and secretly thought in his heart, boy, your task is completed, let Lao Tzu die.

In Situ Nan's imagination, with the strength of his holy rank, killing an unsuspecting bronze high-rank kid was as easy as pinching an ant to death. Unexpectedly, just when his hand was about to grab Lei Qing's back, Lei Qing suddenly erupted.

had already taken advantage of the cover of Leng Yuewu's body, and secretly pressed the hand on his waist, and suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Boom!"

The Qingfeng sword came out of the sheath, Lei Qing spun around, and the first lightning and thunder of the Lei family's battle trick were used by him to the extreme in such a situation where his life was hanging by a thread. In an instant, the Qingfeng Sword exploded like a brilliant firework, seventeen or eighteen sharp edges, flickering with cold light, mixed with the meaning of thunder and lightning, shrouding Situ Nan in it. One after another, thunder and sword rays stabbed towards the vital points around him.

If you are an ordinary master, in such a situation, I am afraid that you will be directly killed on the spot by Lei Qing's sword move. But who is Situ Nan?

Although this person is lustful, mean, and shameless. But he is a serious saint-level assassin, and throughout his life, in addition to the hobby of picking flowers, he has also been practicing diligently, trying to increase his cultivation strength. In his obscene and powerful life, he has experienced countless battles large and small, and his fighting experience is far from being comparable to that of a young man like Lei Qing, who has just debuted not long ago.

The line of life and death, the moment of fighting for his life, has also experienced countless times in his life.

Even if he was calculated by Lei Qing this time, he really didn't expect that the cream Xiaosheng, who was not valued by himself, would dare to suddenly resist at this time. However, the incomparably rich combat experience has already turned into instinct and is like an imprint integrated into his body.

In this situation, he instinctively reacted, did not advance but retreated, and deceived himself. After carrying Lei Qing's sword, his muscles clamped and wrapped Lei Qing's Qingfeng sword, and as a result, the fancy sword shadow disappeared without a trace. The calloused and thin claws, in his angry and cruel laughter, grabbed at Lei Qing's heart. This time, if he catches it, I am afraid that it will go straight to the chest, and his heart will be pulled up and pinched.

Under the chill in his heart, Lei Qing spread straight up from the tail vertebrae. Abandoned the sword, his body fell downward, and at the same time, the Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi around him ran violently, turning into a majestic explosion and surging into his left hand.

"Boom!"

The spring thunder flashed, the rumbling sound shook people's ears numb, and the lightning-like white light was also dazzling, so that Situ Nan is eyes closed slightly, and his claws slid towards Lei Qing's chest.

Lei Qing hurriedly rolled on a lazy donkey, dodging Situ Nan's downward paws.

Even under the sneak attack, two or three faces, Lei Qing was forced to be extremely embarrassed. The Holy Rank powerhouse is really terrifying to the extreme. However, Lei Qing is not fighting alone. The cold moon dance in her eyes seemed to be full of spring, and the cold moon dance with red cheeks like smoke, which had been used to suppress the two toxins, suddenly burned in her body. Her fighting spirit is so pure and huge, even if it burns a little, the power that bursts out is extremely terrifying.

The fighting spirit reached the palm of his hand, and when Situ Nan's attention was all on Lei Qing, he quietly slapped his palm towards Situ Nan's lower abdomen.

Situ Nan suddenly felt a chill coming, and when he saw this, he was so frightened that his soul flew together, and he couldn't care about chasing Lei Qing's hateful boy anymore, so his body hurriedly retreated backwards. Cold Moon Dance still has the strength to do it, this is not a joke. Compared to the threat posed by the Cold Moon Dance, that bronze high-level kid can only be regarded as a disease of ringworm.

But Situ Nan forgot that one of his legs was still lame, and the intractable cold fighting spirit in it was still tormenting him. This time the speed of retreat was a beat slower than he expected. A palm mixed with a thick cold ice fighting aura was directly imprinted on his lower abdomen.

Such a strong palm hit Situ Nan is liver and stomach in his body, and the nearby meridians also shattered half of Tai. Blood spurted wildly from his mouth and flew upside down.

Lei Qing was overjoyed when he saw this, the Ice Sword Saint was worthy of being the Ice Sword Saint, and in this case, he could still make such a powerful palm. Immediately, he turned over with unusual agility, grabbed Leng Yuewu's Ice Spirit Sword, and shouted with high morale: "Senior Leng Senior, try harder, and kill Situ Nan, the silver thief, together." ”

But what made Lei Qing feel cold all over his body was that after Leng Yuewu finished this palm, his face flushed directly, he fell to the ground, and fainted.

Situ Nan was hit in the lower abdomen by Leng Yuewu's palm, and his internal organs were ruptured in many places. Theoretically, life is already dead, and death is inevitable. However, after all, he is a saint-level powerhouse, and his physique and vitality are far beyond that of ordinary people. With the support of the majestic Netherworld Fighting Qi in his body, he couldn't die for a while.

But when he was wise that his surname couldn't last long, Situ Nan went berserk, staring at Lei Qing with hatred and ferocity in his eyes, like a wounded peerless beast, and roared fiercely: "Boy, you are ruthless enough." Even if the old man dies, he will pull you on your back. ”

Lei Qing ** put on his upper body, holding the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, and looked at Situ Nan's terrifying and devouring appearance. In addition, Leng Yuewu, who was prostrate on the ground and could no longer get up to fight, felt like he had been cheated, and he suddenly rose.

But some people are like this, the more desperate they are, the more they can burst out of their incomparable potential. Under the coercion of death, Lei Qing's mind was very clear, and he stared at Situ Nan deadly, either you die or I die.

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