There was a solemnity in the ring, Su Ang had never fought alone with a hero level, and he didn't dare to act without permission.

Autumn fell, noticing the crackling cobwebs on the ground, and didn't dare to make the first move.

The famous chapter weighs 100 catties, the Xuanhe chapter weighs 1,000 catties, and the silver mirror is placed on the ring, that is, the weight of a thousand catties is pressed on such a small area, and the wooden ring makes a sizzling, overwhelming sound.

Xuanhe chapter, this is really Xuanhe chapter, there is no moisture at all.

Even with desperate psychological preparation, Qiuluo is not good.

A few days earlier, Chen Jingzhi found an old pawn and spent a lot of money to let him shoot, he is the strength of a hero, so he didn't take the selection of heroes in Shuining County in his eyes, to put it mildly, the pride of Shuining County is scum.

What's more, because Chen Jingzhi found the relationship with the old pawn, he finally had the opportunity to get rid of the old pawn's control.

Qiuluo was adopted by the old pawn when he was a child, and it has been eighteen years now, and he has killed a lot of people in eighteen years, but he has never wanted to live this kind of life when he is controlled to kill people, and he longs to see the sun.

But the strength of the old pawn is a little stronger than him, and many people have been brainwashed by the old pawn, if he betrays, he will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the old pawn and others. It's good now, as long as he becomes a hero, he will be one of the proud sons of the entire Yao Kingdom, and the old pawn will not dare to make a move on him.

This is his chance, his chance to get out of control,

So from the very beginning, he didn't plan to help Chen Jingzhi do things......

[Chen Zong is dead, no one can pick up the bargain, kill Su Ang, I will be a hero, and I will be free!]

Qiuluo was extremely excited, and his eyes full of murderous intent swept over Su Ang's face.

But at this time, his eyes suddenly trembled, and his body was cold and stiff.

He saw the silver mirror that stretched eight feet of eternal golden light, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Do you really want to fight?

Autumn falls trembling and trembling.

In the past eighteen years, he has killed many people, many of whom are talented people in Wen Jieli.

He has also killed lifters, and he has killed two, but the most powerful of the two lifters is only an ordinary name-level chapter.

Xuanhe chapter, or Xuanhe boutique, this is a treasure that high-level lifters rarely have, generally speaking, it is something that only Jinshi has the ability to make.

He really, what is it that wants to be scared of this kind of terrible thing that is also at the bottom of the box for Jinshi?

"Su Jiazi, you ...... Let's fight!"

Qiuluo said again, but his voice was a little lower.

Su Ang followed with a smile: "It's better for you to strike first." The voice was also a little nervous.

It stands to reason that you have to take the lead when you fight alone, but Su Ang has never fought alone with Daxia, so he has no bottom in his heart. As for the autumn fall, I didn't dare to lead Su Ang to use Xuanhe's chapter, for fear that I wouldn't be able to withstand it.

The two of them froze, and there was silence under the ring.

Needless to say, Huo Nansheng, Feng Fuji and others were worried about Su Ang, for fear of distracting Su Ang, and they even tried to lower and lighten their breathing;

The people watching the battle couldn't see the way out, and they still thought about how to escape the punishment of thirty strokes and five rattan flogs.

Didn't you say that the law is good and you don't blame the people? How could Lord Su beat tens of thousands of people together? I knew that Lord Su was not afraid of shadows, what were they still coaxing, I thought that Lord Su was a good person, why was he instigated by others, and immediately followed to slander Lord Su?

No, you will be beaten, your work will be delayed, and your livelihood will be delayed, and you will have a hard time in the future.

No one had the courage to complain about Su Ang, and they didn't dare to breathe, and they fixed their eyes on the earliest 'smart people'.

It's all them, it's all their pot!

These 'smart people' must be beaten to death before they are beaten......! The law does not blame the public.

......

In fact, no one wants to pay attention to the thoughts of the people anymore.

On the high platform, Peng Zhongzheng still lowered his eyebrows and leaned back, blocking the wet, already soaked and soaked official robe, and the fear lingered in his heart.

It's so dangerous, it's just a little bit away, and his son is about to end up with Chen Jingzhi's son.

He looked at Chen Jingzhi with pity, but Chen Jingzhi, who was sent by the white-haired man to the black-haired man, did not respond to him, and his resentful slender eyes stared at the ring where Su Ang and Qiuluo were.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Chen Jingzhi muttered nervously.

For Qiuluo, he is the revenge of killing his son;

To Suang...... If it weren't for Su Ang, he wouldn't have had to invite Qiuluo, and Chen Zong wouldn't have died!

Chen Jingzhi's anger has implicated everyone, even the nearby people-

All who saw his son die, and all who saw the commotion, died!

At this time, Su Ang's eyelids blinked.

This is the void and can be attacked!

Qiu Luo almost couldn't help but make a move, but when he saw the Xuanhe chapter that flashed with golden and silver lines, he stopped again.

This Xuanhe chapter, the more he looked at it, the more terrifying he felt, the more he looked at it, the more terrifying he felt, and the previous thought of wanting to fight hard faded, because he felt that he couldn't fight hard.

Qiuluo originally thought that even if there was a chapter of Xuanhe's fine works, Su Ang was just a showman, and he still had a five-point chance of winning, but when he saw Su Ang bent on one knee, holding the thousand-pound silver mirror with one hand, and holding the hilt of the sword with the other hand in an extremely mysterious posture, he felt that his chances of winning were constantly decreasing.

Fifty percent? no, at most forty percent,

No, it's just a 30% chance of winning.

Su Ang's posture is a posture of drawing a sword, flat and stable, but full of domineering, he seems to see a huge white dragon lurking in the abyss, ready to rush to the nine skies, ready to show its sharp minions.

This is a sword momentum, a sword momentum that can only be found when the swordsmanship has reached a certain level!

Although it is not as terrifying as a ranger, it is still beyond the level of ordinary Ren Xia.

Coupled with the increase in Xuan He's poems, he really doesn't have much chance of winning......

"I want to be free! I don't want to take money to kill people anymore!"

Qiuluo suddenly shouted angrily, his thumb was slightly upturned, and he slowly pushed out the battle knife.

This action made the atmosphere around him freeze suddenly, and everyone stared at the field, waiting for the upcoming dragon fight.

Chen Jingzhi's eyes were even more round, and the bloodshot was about to burst out.

Kill, kill, kill, fall, kill the Su family for this official!

Kill, kill, kill, Su Jiazi, kill Qiuluo for this official!

Chen Jingzhi laughed nervously, he was happy whoever killed him, there must be someone in the ring who died, and he would be happy when he saw someone die!

Su Ang also sensed Qiuluo's murderous intention, and with the force of his palm, he pushed the scroll of the silver mirror Jane away a little.

The slip was spread out forward, and the handwriting on it began to be revealed......

The first word, kill!

This 'killing word', its font is dark, it is carved with carving, and it is smeared with carbon ash, which is very simple, but when I saw this font, Qiuluo's heart trembled.

Ending with the word 'kill', this is a proper war poem, woo woo, dare not fight, afraid of death.

Although Qiuluo is a killer, he pursues a life under the sun, and if he has a pursuit, he doesn't want to die, and if the odds are not high, he really doesn't want to fight with Su Ang.

What should I do? What can I do to get out of the old man's control, and I can not fight hard?]

Qiuluo's mind turned,

At this time, the silver mirror Jane spread out a little more, and the second word revealed was still ......

Kill!

"......" autumn fall.

Is this a poem? The two words at the end are both killing words, and they don't make sense at all, okay?

Can this still be a Xuanhe boutique?

Qiuluo's style is not very good, but it's just that the poems are plain and catchy, and the two words at the end are the word 'kill', or Xuanhe's boutique, Su Jiazi, how heavy is the murderous spirit of your poem!

The heavier the murderous aura of the war poem, the sharper the power will be doubled, Qiuluo's pupils will expand, and he doesn't want to fight against Su Ang.

And then there's the third word......

Kill?

"Uh......" Qiuluo wanted to cry.

The fourth word is still to kill ...... Qiuluo's eyes rolled a little.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh words......

Qiuluo gasped and groaned in a low voice: "The seven words at the end are all 'kill'? ”

He shuddered, tried to make himself appear calm, grabbed the sword with his sheath and said: "The name of the knife is Qiushui, two feet and a half inches long, it is made of fine iron mixed with gold, and it is incomparably sharp. ”

Su Ang was speechless about this.

Looking at the appearance of the war knife, it is estimated that it has fused half a tael of gold, at most the same as the war knife used by his own soldiers.

This kind of broken thing, can you introduce it specifically?

But when they introduced, they were embarrassed not to say anything, so they knocked on the silver mirror and said:

"The title of the poem is "Seven Killings Inscription", which reads 'All things and people are born by nature, and people have nothing and heaven, kill'. ”

His voice was calm.

"Good poetry. Qiuluo nodded slowly.

His expression was calmer than that of Su Ang, as if he had seen through everything, put down fame and fortune, and only pursued one thing in front of him.

Then Qiuluo drew his knife and finally ...... Chen Jingzhi almost cried, this horn has been horning for so long, you finally started fighting?

Fight, kill, die first.

It doesn't matter if Su Ang is dead or you are dead in autumn, if you die one less or less, Lao Tzu is happy!

Chen Jingzhi's eyes were red, his eyes didn't blink, he wanted to see the scene when Su Ang was killed and wrapped in Qiuluo and torn apart by poetry, he refused to let go of this, he must see someone die with his own eyes!

He watched, scrutinized.

The knife is drawn, the autumn fall is very slow, but there is no stagnant knife drawing.

The snow-bright blade gradually revealed, reflecting the great sun and shining with the cold light of the forest.

One-inch, two-inch......

One foot, two feet......

Finally, all the swords were drawn, and the war was about to begin!

Su Ang was also nervous, ready to use "Seven Killings Monument" at any time.

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PS: Sad, it's been on the shelves for two months and there is no recommendation position, and the headline recommendation of the 10,000 yuan reward of the Silver League is unattainable, and the pressure on the frog is very great.

There's another chapter tonight, and then the frog has to think about the economy.