"You shouldn't have come?" Wang Pingzhi picked up Qiao instead, he pinched the embroidery needle and stroked it gently, as if looking at the child conceived in October, and said something that was incomprehensible.

"Then why did you stop me?" Su Yu has always scoffed at such words, but it is best not to fight, for such a person, he really has no urge to do it.

"But I have to kill you!" Wang Pingzhi seemed to be saying something very solemn, but unfortunately, his eyes didn't glance at Su Yu.

Su Yu suddenly understood that Wang Pingzhi had fallen into another set personality, in fact, he was talking to himself, it didn't matter whether he answered or not, the important thing was that if this self-talk and self-performance was not completed, he would ignore you.

So, he responded with silence.

"Don't you feel embarrassed?" Wang Pingzhi suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a brightness comparable to starlight, which was very dazzling.

He's even starting to ignore you again, as if he was joking with you just now.

Su Yu looked at the crazy and calm man seriously, decided not to let him take the initiative anymore, pointed to the movement in the distance and said, "You're not worried?"

"People are not in a hurry, but people don't have that fate?" Wang Pingzhi blinked his eyes slyly, with a playful look in his eyes, like a smart woman, although she has not taken half a step out of the boudoir, she has already understood the situation here, and dares to look at the men in the world as nothing.

Wang Pingzhi said it easily, as if he really didn't care about the divine soldiers, but how many of the words were true and how many were false, Su Yu really couldn't guess it.

Because, every time he performs, in Su Yu's opinion, it is fake.

Yes, every injury and expression of Wang Pingzhi is a performance in Su Yu's eyes, even if he doesn't find a false feeling from him.

But he firmly believes that this man has no humanity.

This is not a malicious curse, but an exposition of the facts.

Boom!

A huge momentum erupted in the depths of the sword forest again, and the black and white grinding disc suddenly expanded, and all directions were wiped out, whether it was a waste soldier, a rock, or a warrior, they were all twisted into pieces and ground into ashes under the grinding disc.

"Evil King!"

In the rage, a Taiji catalogue suddenly flew out, turned in mid-air, yin and yang intertwined, and one outward, surging and rippling like waves, covering the night of ten miles away.

But at this moment, a scorching sword qi pierced the sky, like a pillar of optimus, and with a strong stab, the Taiji Atlas flew out.

But the evil king will not lead the love of the proud sword, and the grinding disc is slipping and falling, and it crashes into the depths of the sword forest.

Boom and burst, but when a crisp sound was heard, a Xuanwu with ancient tortoise patterns, green scales and armor, and red eyes suddenly came out of the sword forest, roaring again and again, entrenched in this deep valley.

"Roar!"

Xuanwu swayed violently, the giant foot stepped down violently, and the mountains and rivers roared. It struck angrily, and the dragon's head turned into a hammer, hammering left and right, hitting the ground into a landslide, and flying stones like rain. The spirit snake on its back shrank suddenly, as fast as lightning, galloping like a rainbow, tearing the air.

And in the center of Xuanwu's eyebrows, there was a faint shadow of a sword.

This is a divine soldier - a true martial sword!

There is no need to explain, when Su Yu saw the Xuanwu Divine Appearance, he naturally received this information, if he didn't guess wrong, all the destined people present were also like this.

The Taiji Atlas reversed and flew down again, the light and shadow dispersed, revealing Zhang Junbao's figure, he turned his palm like turning the sky, holding the yin and yang in his palm, and slapped it heavily.

The grinding disc flew in, and if the figure of the evil king appeared in the black and white light, he did not appear, but covered his body with the grinding disc and hit the past.

Su Yu noticed that there was a fiery red figure between the dragon head and the corners of the Xuanwu Divine Appearance, and his combination with the Xuanwu Divine Appearance actually repelled the combined attack of Zhang Junbao and the Evil King.

That person should be the owner of the Sword Worship Villa - Proud Sword.

He was already about to control the True Martial Divine Soldiers.

But Su Yu didn't notice that when he confronted Wang Pingzhi, Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen, who quietly retreated, put their hands deep into their arms.

"What, are you interested?" Wang Pingzhi laughed softly, gentle as water, at this moment, he was not in a hurry to fight, and his mind was strange.

Su Yu had to admit that at the moment when the True Martial God Sword appeared, he was indeed a little moved, but it was still a little short for him to act.

"You're not impressed?"

Recalling what Wang Pingzhi said before, Su Yu suddenly woke up to the fact that Wang Pingzhi must have gotten the inside story of this birth of the divine soldier a long time ago, and he had to praise it in his heart: "The evil sword faction is so powerful in intelligence work. ”

"How can you not be moved, but, the strength of the family is weak, and you are unwilling to help others?" Wang Pingzhi gently picked up the embroidery needle, and slightly touched the orchid finger with one hand, and his eyes were so resentful and resentful, as if he could drip water.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Su Yu didn't come up in one breath, and was almost choked to death by nausea.

Kiss!

But seeing Wang Pingzhi's fingers swaying slightly, the embroidery needles that his fingertips were playing with disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, a little red light had been imprinted on Su Yu's eyebrows, and only the slight sound of Qingbo was heard.

The red light was nothing else, it was the embroidery needle that had burned out, and only a little bit remained.

This needle is Wang Pingzhi's extremely clever insight into the realm, sensing the influence of many factors such as surrounding temperature, humidity, wind direction, air flow speed, and the weight of the flying needle in advance, supplemented by the will remote control, the speed has reached the limit of the physical world, if you want to go further, you must interfere with the law.

"Poof!"

With a snort, Su Yu was like a green silk that had been burned out, annihilated into nothingness.

However, Wang Pingzhi did not smile, he stabbed his backhand, and pinched another embroidery needle between his fingertips.

In the sharp staggering, the air was pierced into a cone-shaped air explosion, and the strong wind rolled up from his wrist, blowing his sleeves into a swell, like a high-spirited and angry fire phoenix, about to burn the heavens and the earth.

"Ding!"

The blue light flashed, and a sword blade suddenly poked out of the dark night, sticking to the embroidery needle, which was the first time that Su Yu took the initiative to collide with the embroidery needle.

The sword body rotated, driving the embroidery needle to draw a circle, which was only a little at first, and gradually expanded, and there was already the size of a small arm within half a breath, which consumed the extreme speed of the embroidery needle.

"Ding!"

With a similar jingle sound, the subtle embroidery needle finally couldn't withstand the heat of friction and broke into two.

Wang Pingzhisong put his fingers together, slapped suddenly, hit the spine of the sword, and the person floated back like a willow leaf, and chuckled: "It's really powerful, I don't even eat other people's sets." ”

"You're not bad!" Su Yu shook the blue light sword, and the long sword suddenly broke into seven or eight pieces.

It turned out that what remained in place was only the remnant of Su Yu, he was not confused by Wang Pingzhi's illusion, for people like him, who knows when what he said was true.

But Wang Pingzhi should not be underestimated, that palm hit the position where the Qingguang Sword was pierced before, and through the inner slit of the fine hole, the true power penetrated into the forging layer, and the long sword was broken.

In this game, the two are still evenly matched.

In other words, Su lost a move.

Because he only has one sword, and Wang Pingzhi has more than two embroidery needles.

"It's just that you're making it difficult for me to do this!" Su Yu sighed, and there seemed to be an indelible annoyance on his face.

He originally thought that if he had the chance, he would return the sword of the nicknamed Qingguang Sword and the Daimyo Hero Sword to the master's family.

Of course, there must be a chance, and I don't know if that unlucky guy is dead.

"Oh, then what can you say?" Wang Pingzhi was so happy to see Su Yu's embarrassment, and he was not in a hurry to attack for a while.

"Actually, there's nothing to be difficult to do!" Su Yu shrugged his shoulders, let go of the entanglement, and pointed at Wang Pingdao with the hilt of his sword: "I don't know if you have ever heard of the realm of having a sword in your heart?"

Wang Pingzhi's pupils shrank, and his smile froze for a moment, he knew that he had miscalculated.

If you have a sword in your heart, everything is a sword, and you are not attached to the weapon in your hand, which is naturally a very high martial arts realm, and only three or two people have reached it.

If the evil king is obsessed with the artistic conception of moves, and wants to transform other people's martial arts perceptions into his own immortal seal, it is the realm of having a sword in his heart, and he has achieved the color of all families, but he is still confined to the moves.

In his eyes, all the methods and moves are immortal seals.

As for Li Tanhua, he said that he had a knife in his heart, but Su Yu absolutely believed that he had definitely forgotten the knife in his heart, and he had a knife but forgot the knife.

Speaking of Zhang Junbao, he is inconspicuous, and he hides the deepest, and Su Yu still can't know.

However, after a long time of competition with Wang Pingzhi, although he was skilled in martial arts, Su Yu never saw that he had detached himself from the shadow of the evil sword sect's exercises, otherwise he wouldn't have to be happy because Su Yu's weapon was broken.

"This sword, the name is opened!"

The hilt of the sword was raised, and the vitality automatically converged at the front end, condensing into a brilliant sword body, like a crystal sword shadow standing behind Su Yu, reflecting the sword body.

A sword intent that seems to be able to open the world suddenly rises, unparalleled, endless, can make all things return to ruins, can also create heaven and earth, and achieve nature.

Even Zhang Junbao, who was fighting angrily in the distance, also looked sideways slightly, and his subordinates eased up by half a minute.

With the addition of sword intent, the blood disciples who were seized of their hearts were the most sensitive, and they abandoned their opponents one after another, approaching Su Yu, and the few martial artists who had escaped raised their heads slightly distractedly.

"How so?"

Not far from here, Ao Tiexiong could see it clearly, and he couldn't imagine that it was the "back door" he despised that he had, his expression froze, and Zhang Cuishan found an opportunity and slapped it out with one palm.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled inexplicably, the sword did not move, the intention came first, Wang Pingzhi's thoughts turned slightly, and the sword pressure had already swept the snowflakes, lifted his long hair, imprinted on the center of his eyebrows, and wisps of blood oozed out.

He knew that he couldn't dodge this sword, because he had been locked by Su Yu's will.

But he didn't want to dodge!

I don't know what to think, Wang Pingzhi tried his best to control the muscles of his cheeks, trying to pull out a gentle signature smile.

The wind was pressing, his face trembled like chaff, and his smile was ugly, perhaps, even a dog would dislike it.

But Su Yu didn't dislike it, and for the first time, he felt that Wang Pingzhi's smile was not fake.

So, he decided to let Wang Pingzhi have a decent end - the brilliant long sword was stabbed out by him.