Chapter 13: There is no more self in the rivers and lakes (1) (3rd update)

(The third is to ask for a monthly pass)

These two shiny things are two ice picks like short swords.

A few feet away from the icicle, a cloud of snow mist rolled rapidly.

There seems to be a faint shadow in the snow mist.

Su Qinghou stared at the rolling snow mist, and the ice pick came instantly. Su Qinghou's figure in the air tilted slightly, and an ice pick passed by his side. At the same time, Su Qinghou flew up with a kick, and his foot was instantly filled with internal force, and his toe was on the other ice pick that shot at him. The ice pick didn't shatter, but instantly changed direction and shot towards the snow mist.

The ice picks are strong, faster and faster.

The air was torn apart.

The power poured into this ice pick can be seen.

Just when the ice pick was about two feet away from the snow fog, another ice pick shot out of the snow fog.

This ice pick met the ice pick kicked by Su Qinghou.

The two ice picks collided together, and the ice picks shot out of the snow fog suddenly cracked with a crisp sound. And the ice pick that Su Qinghou kicked was only the tip of the cone was shattered, but in fact, part of it was still flying towards the snow mist, and the strength was still very strong.

Then another ice pick flew out of the snow mist and shot at the flying ice pick. The two ice picks collided again. This time, the ice pick kicked by Su Qinghou also shattered,

The ice particles that broke apart from the two icicles splashed in the afterglow of the setting sun, shining as diamonds. It reflects a magnificent and wonderful luster.

The opponent used two ice picks to shoot down Su Qinghou and kicked the ice picks, after all, Su Qinghou was a step ahead.

In this process, the snow mist did not stop, and continued to roll towards Su Qinghou.

In the snow and mist, a gloomy voice chirped like a ghost.

"Su Qinghou...... Despicable and shameless, dare to come in...... Let you die, die ......"

"I, Su Qinghou, want to see what you are!"

Su Qinghou sneered, his body flashed like a bird falling into the forest, and he fell into the thick snow mist in an instant. As soon as Su Qinghou entered the snow and mist, he felt a chill invade his body. And in the misty snow and mist, there are ghosts and shadows. The miserable white hand shadow dissolved with the snow flakes and grabbed Su Qinghou from all directions.

At the same time, the piercing chirping sound like a ghost in the snow and fog came and went, which was frightening.

It was as if there were countless ghosts hidden in this blood mist.

Su Qinghou's figure changed and flashed rapidly in the snow mist, and his figure was also difficult to catch. Su Qinghou put out his hands at the same time, and his fingers, palms, fists, and claws changed unpredictably. In an instant, in the snow and mist, Su Qinghou's moves burst out one after another, hitting the ghost claws that attacked from all directions. The sound of "bang bang" is endless.

The snow mist also shook violently due to the fierce battle between the two, and countless snow particles flew in all directions in the energy.

At the same time, Su Qinghou fought fiercely, constantly using internal force to disperse and fly those snow chips that formed snow fog.

He wanted the "ghost" hidden in the snow and fog to reveal the true face of Lushan.

This "terrible ghost" seems to have an indissoluble grudge with him, and Su Qinghou thinks that this person must be an enemy. It's just that he has forgotten so many things that it is difficult to tell who this person really is. Fortunately, the snow and fog were dispersed to see who the other party was.

But this "powerful ghost" method is also extremely high, and many of the snow chips that flew out by Su Qinghou were sucked back into the snow mist by him. Sustain this eerie snow fog.

However, it was difficult for Su Qinghou to suck back all the snow that was shocked.

It can only suck back seven or eight tenths.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before Su Qinghou will see him clearly.

Su Qinghou kicked out another kick in the snow and mist, one kick seven shadows, and seven foot shadows rushed to the thin image. At the same time, Su Qinghou said coldly: "I want to see how long you can hold on!"

At this moment, a roaring sound suddenly sounded, and the fox hidden soul arrived!

Although the soul of the fox is not as unpredictable as this "powerful ghost", its martial arts are more terrifying than this "powerful ghost". Su Qinghou was worried that the fox would hide his soul into this snow mist and entangle him with this "powerful ghost", Su Qinghou's figure flashed quickly, and he attacked the ghost shadow a few times, and then his body took the opportunity to fly out.

As soon as Su Qinghou's body came out, the fox hidden soul came like a flying beast.

In the middle of the rapid sweep of the fox soul's body, two airborne palms attacked.

As soon as Su Qinghou came out of the snow mist, his feet stepped up into the air like stepping on an invisible ladder, and he instantly rose more than a zhang, causing the fox to hide the soul's palms to hit the air and fly into the snow mist.

Two "bang" sounds sounded in vain in the snow mist, and it must have been the person in the snow mist who made a move to hit the two empty palms that caused the fox to fly into the snow mist.

At the same time, the snow mist shook twice, and the snow chips flew away.

Previously, Su Qinghou had scattered a lot of snow chips, and then passed through the two palms of Linghu Hidden Soul. This snow mist has become smaller and thinner.

The image is clearer in the snow and fog.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, he could be seen wearing a wide white robe.

The chalk-smeared hands also loomed.

But the people in the snow and fog are also extraordinary.

The snowy mist that enveloped him began to turn like a whirlpool in the sea.

As the snow mist turned, the snow on the ground nearby and the frost on the stones rose one after another, and a white expanse drifted towards the snow mist, and all of them were absorbed into the snow mist.

The snow fog has increased again, and it has become so thick that it is difficult to see through it.

At this moment, the fox hidden soul hit the air with two palms, and his body rose instantly. Another palm hit Su Qinghou, and Su Qinghou also made a palm, and the two palms were in one place. The figures of the two in the air were shaken by the internal force of the opponent's palm, and then the two of them kicked almost at the same time, and then kicked again, and then the two of them separated suddenly. They each flew out upside down, and Su Qinghou's figure landed on a stone pillar. The body of the fox hidden soul fell on the half-dead tree.

The two were three or four feet apart.

Then the two of them glanced at the snow mist that was constantly rotating to absorb the surrounding frost and snow.

Then Linghu Hidden Soul looked at Su Qinghou, and he said, "Master Suhou, where is Fang Qingyun?"

Su Qinghou's face was solemn, he looked at Linghu Hidden Soul, his eyes were obviously full of resentment.

Su Qinghou said: "He is dead." ”

Linghu Hidden Soul said: "Is this true?"

Su Qinghou said: "I, Su Qinghou, will never deceive people. Fang Qingyun's lungs, liver, and stomach were all penetrated by that bamboo pole, and he was already dying, but I dragged him to fight with you again, and the bamboo pole pierced into the heart again, which was even more incurable. ”

Linghu hid his soul and said, "What about his corpse?"

Su Qinghou said in a teasing tone: "Do you want me to hand over my friend's corpse and let you break the corpse to relieve the hatred in your heart?"

Ling Hu Hidden Soul didn't speak anymore, he believed what Su Qinghou said.

Fang Qingyun was severely injured by him, so he knew how badly Fang Qingyun was injured.

Unless a miracle doctor is found in time to rescue him, Fang Qingyun may still have a glimmer of hope for survival, otherwise he will die.

And it is more difficult to find a miracle doctor in time in this mountain than to find an immortal.

Besides, with the identity of Su Qinghou, he will not blame him.

came all the way, and finally killed Fang Qingyun, and finally came in vain.

The voice of the man in the snow and fog was excited, and he hissed, "Don't ...... Don't trust him. Su Qinghou ...... Deception, villain, villain...... With me, together, kill ...... Kill him......"