Just as He Qiao's phalanges were about to pierce his heart, the middle-aged man suddenly reacted, and a vine phantom instantly appeared, piercing He Qiao's right hand bone, causing his movements to stop in the air.

A low roar came from He Qiao's dry throat, even if his arm was nailed to the air, he still had no intention of stopping, and an intention spread out along his finger bones, forcibly extending the sword of the finger sword by half an inch.

"Snort" the sound of the long sword entering the flesh.

"Bang" In the next moment, the middle-aged man slapped out with one palm, and directly slapped He Qiao out a few meters away.

With a palm to force He Qiao back, the middle-aged man did not continue to pursue, but just stood there, looking at the wound on his chest, stunned.

There, two finger holes pierced his ribs and stuck in his heart.

Even for a terrifying existence like him, a heart injury is a fatal thing, which can be seen from the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and the slightly pale face.

How long has it been? How long has it been? He didn't know how long it had been.

He never thought that he would be injured in this projectile land, and moreover, by a weak ant.

However, he did not get angry because of this, but showed an indifferent smile.

His eyes fell on He Qiao again, and the middle-aged man still didn't continue to make a move, but said, "Young man, you are really good, can you tell me your name." This time, there was a hint of respect in his tone. Before this, he had always regarded He Qiao as an ant, in other words, he had never taken He Qiao in his eyes, even if He Qiao burst out with all his intentions and imprisoned him there, he still didn't take He Qiao seriously.

With one palm propped up on the ground, He Qiao got up from the ground and stood in front of Su Muqing again, blocking her behind him.

It wasn't intentional, it was just his instinctive reaction.

This action made Su Muqing's heart hurt violently, and the feeling of guilt permeated her heart, destroying her will and torturing her soul.

"Ahem, He Qiao, nobody. Stubbornly raising his head, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again in his hoarse throat, and then spit out a few words.

"He Qiao, that's good. The middle-aged man nodded in admiration again, and then smiled and said, "The Su family of the realm clan, Su Shangyun." As he spoke, he also hugged He Qiao.

I have to say that Su Shangyun is a very terrible person, he has a terrible mind, as well as terrible strength, strategy and scheming.

In fact, among the Su family of the realm clan, Su Shangyun is an amazing figure.

However, He Qiao naturally didn't know about this, and he didn't have time to think about it.

Because Su Shangyun had already moved again, his bloodline had been fully activated.

How strong is Su Shangyun who has become serious? He Qiao didn't know, and he couldn't know.

The gap is just too big.

In the last moment, Su Luoyun was still ten meters away, and in the next moment, his palm had already choked He Qiao's throat.

He Qiao saw Su Shangyun's movements, and reacted, he mobilized his mind and stretched out his arm, wanting to block it.

However, it was too late, he didn't have time to react at all, and before he could raise his arm, he was stuck in his throat by Su Shangyun.

He pinched He Qiao's throat, lifted it up, smiled and said, "Well, young man, how about giving you a chance, if you kill this girl, I will let you live." ”

Hearing Su Shangyun's words, He Qiao suddenly felt a little in a trance, this question is so familiar.

In his previous life, in the palace, Su Shangwu asked Qing'er like this, and at that time, Qing'er chose to stand in front of him.

It's a pity that now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of Qing'er.

"This feeling is so unwilling. ”

Thinking of this, the intention on He Qiao's body suddenly became manic, He Qiao slowly raised his right hand, and pointed to the sword, this is the struggle in a desperate situation, it is his obsession, the origin of the will.

The finger bone was a sword, and he stabbed towards Su Luoyun's heart without hesitation.

It's a pity, it's just a powerless sword, I'm afraid that this sword can't even hurt a Qi Realm, how can it hurt Su Luoyun.

A vine phantom appeared, piercing He Qiao's shoulder blades.

His arms hung down weakly, his lips moved slightly, and He Qiao couldn't say anything after all.

He was extremely seriously injured at this time, even more serious than being drained of life by Su Muxue just now, because his newborn soul, because of the overload of mobilizing the will in his body, as well as the high-intensity collision, had become dying, and it seemed that it could be annihilated at any time.

This is the main reason why he lost his combat power.

I saw He Qiao's head hanging down.

Su Shangyun smiled, casually threw He Qiao on the ground, and walked towards Su Muqing and Su Muxue, he didn't forget his business, he came for Su Muxue.

And Su Muxue's direct blood relatives can't be wasted, these are all treasures that can enhance the power of Su Muxue's bloodline.

Especially Su Muqing and Su Luofeng, the blood of these two people can definitely make Su Muxue's bloodline go to the next level, which is something more precious than any heavenly treasure.

Seeing that He Qiao finally fell to the ground, not knowing his life or death, Su Muqing wanted to run over, ran over to hug him, and held him in his arms. However, she didn't have the courage, she couldn't take a single step, looking at Su Luoyun who was walking slowly, she didn't even have the courage to raise her steps, on the side, without He Qiaoyi's protection, Su Muxue's eyes had become cloudy again, and her consciousness was quickly invaded by blood.

Su Luoyun didn't make a move, but the breath of the bloodline was permeating, so it easily affected Su Muxue's bloodline, annihilated her will, and controlled her body.

Walking slowly towards Su Muqing, Su Luoyun's footsteps suddenly stopped, because a palm grabbed his shoe.

"You can't, you can't kill her. A hoarse voice came out of her throat, which made Su Muqing's heart hurt slightly, she thought He Qiao was dead, but she didn't expect He Qiao to be alive, he still had his last breath, and this last breath, he was still thinking about himself.

She didn't understand how good she was, and she could be worthy of such love from a proud son like He Qiao. She knew that she was not worthy of He Qiao at all, let alone He Qiao's love.

"It's not even dead. Not only Su Muqing was surprised, but even Su Shangyun was a little surprised.

"You, you can't kill her, she, she is a disciple of Su Shangwu. He Qiao lay on the ground, as if muttering to himself, and as if he was pleading.

This is the last straw, just now, he was thinking, the middle-aged man in front of him is called Su Shangyun, so, is he acquainted with Su Muqing's master Su Shangwu in his previous life?

One Su Shangyun, one Su Shangwu, could it be a coincidence?

Thinking of Su Shangwu's terrifying strength in his previous life, as well as his inexplicable love for Su Muqing, He Qiao felt that Su Shangwu was likely to be from the same place as Su Shangyun, and he hoped that Su Shangyun could let Su Muqing go for Su Shangwu's sake.

Fortunately, his guess was right, Su Shangwu was indeed from the same place as Su Shangyun.

"Shangwu" Su Shangyun turned his head and looked at He Qiao with some surprise, he didn't believe that Su Muqing was Su Shangwu's disciple, if Su Shangwu had been here, it would be impossible not to detect Su Muxue's abnormality, if he had been here, he would definitely make the same decision as himself, let Su Muxue devour the other Su family members, and then take it away.

Also, in recent years, Su Shangwu has not left their family, how could there be a disciple in such a place.

The reason why he paused was that he couldn't figure out why He Qiao knew the name Su Shangwu.

"Something interesting, young man, can you tell me how you met Shangwu?" Su Shangyun squatted down and asked with a smile.

"You can't kill her, Qing'er, Qing'er, she is a disciple of Su Shangwu. He Qiao was still repeating this sentence, his consciousness was blurred, and it was even a little difficult to speak.

The reason why he repeats this sentence is just instinct, the instinct of the dying man to grasp the last straw.

It's just that what he grabbed was not his own life-saving straw, but Su Muqing's life-saving straw.

And the reason why he can still repeat this sentence is only because of obsession, an obsession to protect her.

"Shangwu hasn't left the Su family all these years, she can't be Shangwu's disciple. Su Shangyun shook his head.

"She, yes, Su, Su Shangwu's disciple, you can't kill her. She..."He Qiao didn't hear Su Shangyun's words, he was still repeating those words.

"It's a pity, even if she is really a disciple of Shangwu, for the sake of Su Muxue's bloodline, she must die today, and even if Shangwu knows, she will support me. Su Shangyun shook his head, he had already seen that He Qiao was no longer conscious, but he still explained to He Qiao, this was the respect he gave to He Qiao.

The respect of a person who deserves his Su Shangyun's respect.

"I, I...... I want to hug him, is it okay?" Looking at He Qiao, who was lying on the ground, his arm stretched out towards Su Shangyun, and he had lost any breath, tears wet Su Muqing's immature cheeks at some point.

She didn't know where she got the guts, but she plucked up the courage to make a request to Su Shangyun.

Su Shangyun turned his head with interest and looked at Su Muqing, this little girl he looked down on, he didn't expect that this little girl would have the courage to speak.

"Something interesting, though, take a step forward and die. Su Shangyun smiled, and suddenly exuded a terrifying power on his body, he respected He Qiao, it didn't mean that he would also respect Su Muqing.

In fact, not to mention Su Muqing, even Su Muxue is not worthy of his respect, maybe Su Muxue's future achievements even he needs to look up to, but that will be many years later, not now.

The body trembled slightly, Su Muqing was completely suppressed by Su Shangyun, she wanted to speak, wanted to take a step, but unfortunately, fear occupied her mind, she couldn't do anything, tears of anger flowed out of her eyes, and she couldn't even lift her steps.

Seeing Su Muqing's appearance of cowering and not daring to step forward, Su Shangyun smiled, his smile was a little mocking.

He really couldn't understand how this little girl with no merits in front of him made He Qiao fall in love with such a celestial pride.

"Alright, let's do it. Su Luoyun whispered.

There was no need for him to remind her, when Su Muxue's will was annihilated by the bloodline, she had already done it.

Dozens of branch phantoms spread out, stabbing towards Su Muqing, who was closest to her.