"Whew!"

Although the embroidery needle is less than an inch and cannot be broken, in the hands of Wang Pingzhi, there is a shocking momentum, a little light, gentle as water, but suddenly it breaks through the space, tearing out a crack in the night that is darker than the night.

It seems to lead to the underworld.

Su Yu knew that this was just an illusion, and it was the traces left in the space by Wang Pingzhi's speed that almost exceeded the limit of what the world could bear.

Although his realm is lofty, he is still one step away from the Great Martial Arts Sect, and he can't directly shake the law with his spirit.

But not to be underestimated!

In the leap, Su Yu's eyes were like electricity, his wrist was like a turn, and the sword light changed again and again, like a thunderbolt that constantly turned and extended in the electric switch, clinging to the deep traces, stabbing away, sharp and fierce.

A little silver light, the ghost marks suddenly split, blocking the way of the sword light, like a poisonous snake sticking out its fangs, abrupt and treacherous, but dare not underestimate its ruthlessness.

Because, that can kill people.

In the dark night, the cyan sword light was like a green dragon, and the ghost mark was like a poisonous snake, flipping and flying, entangled with each other, constantly roaring, and easily refusing to admit defeat.

The sword light Huo Huo, the silver dot appeared, and the two of them were fast and fast, tossing and turning between the huge rocks, waste swords, and cliffs, but they saw that the two figures, one green and one red, were constantly disillusioned and flashed, and the roar was endless.

Looking at this posture, it is indeed not a matter of time or three for the two to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Click!"

The sole of one foot stepped lightly, pointing at the point, very cautiously, but still stepped on a shaking stone.

"You want to kill me?" Luda Huoran raised his head, his rough face was a little pale from blood loss, and his leopard eyes were glaring, but his murderous aura was still sufficient.

was called to break the tracks, Wang Bofen stiffened, I don't know whether to take back the soles of his feet, or continue to put it down, I only feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

He is such a villain, who is upright on the surface, but despicable and obscene in his bones, thinking that the world respects and values him, and strives to show a majestic and bright posture.

Who knows, he has already been seen through, and the only one he can deceive is himself.

"Bang!" Finally, Uncle Wang stepped on the soles of his feet heavily, as if to cut off the cowardice in his heart, and said viciously: "What about it?"

Perhaps, he thinks, Ruda is already a fish on the chopping block.

"Yes, I'll kill you!"

Luda slammed the Zen staff on the ground, and stood up little by little, inch by inch, his bones and muscles trembled, heavy and abnormal, as if for hundreds of millions of years, slowly, but he never gave up lifting, giving up the peak of self-transcendence.

"Boom!"

He paused the crescent moon Zen staff again, and took a step forward, as if the peak was crashing down, rumbling through the earth and sinking the continent, shocking Wang Bofen to retreat again and again, and the ferocity of Fang Cai had already been thrown to Jawa Island.

"You, you, don't come here!" It turned out that he was very rich, and his face was full of red cheeks, and his face became whiter than Ruda.

"Hehe, the monk is over, what about you?" Luda sneered, like a tiger teasing his prey, he suddenly opened his mouth full of steel teeth, kindly reminded him, and said, "The monk advises you not to retreat." ”

"I, I'll retreat, what are you going to do?" As if waking up to his senses, Luda was injured and couldn't move, Wang Bofen quickly jumped back two big steps, and estimated that the crescent moon Zen staff could not reach him, so he dared to bare his teeth in the distance.

Even if he was oppressed by Ruda's momentum and didn't dare to do anything, didn't he even dare to babble?

Wang Bofen comforted himself and wanted to regain his lost face from another battlefield.

"That's because you're too close to me!" The hoarse voice suddenly came into Wang Bofen's ears, and the sound of breathing even moistened the back of his neck.

"Poof!" Wang Bofen's feet were weak, his butt fell firmly, he kicked his legs again and again, and his round blunt fingers trembled and pointed at Lin Chong and said, "You, why aren't you dead?"

"I'm dying!" Lin Chong's golden face showed a hint of red, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and grinned: "But I want to kill you first." ”

He was indeed not lightly injured, Mo said that there were many scratches on his face that almost penetrated his cheeks, and there were five blood spots on his chest that penetrated the five organs, which were pricked by Wang Pingzhi with embroidery needles.

Thanks to the fact that he is still a little miraculous, half of his life is pinned on the starry sky, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be really cold.

"Old boy, that kid hurt us a lot just now, now it's time for you to pay it back. ”

Luda and Lin Chong each took a step forward, oppressed Wang Bofen, and locked the direction of his escape, the corners of his mouth were slightly grinning, and his eyes were cloudy, seeing Wang Bofen's cold hair stand up, and his crotch was slightly wet.

"Pingzhi, Pingzhi, come and save Dad!"

"Poof!"

Wang Bofen let out a miserable howl, resounding through the sword forest, like a ghost crying in the middle of the night, but it made Luda laugh, and the saliva spurted out, Lin Chong accidentally pulled the wound, his chest was suffocated, he wanted to laugh, but also wanted to endure it, and he coughed so badly.

What was unexpected was not Wang Bofen's performance, his performance was in the plan of the two, what he wanted was that Wang Bofen was panicked, which confused Wang Pingzhi's heart and made him show his flaws under his impetuousness.

But unexpectedly, what Wang Bofen confided, they really didn't expect that the two turned out to be a father-son relationship.

Then, what the hell is Wang Bofen's gaze at Wang Pingzhi who looks like a prostitute before, could it be that he is a godfather and a godson?

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Da and Lin Chong couldn't help but shudder, and quickly cut off their thoughts.

"But it would be better!" they guessed, pressing a small step forward.

"Pingzhi, Pingzhi ......" Wang Bofen's cry became more and more high-pitched, and he became more and more frightened.

However, the red shadow still moves rapidly, like a cloud that will never stop, not indulged and wandering because of the dependents of mortal dust, and the world has never only admired it, and has no qualifications to ask for it.

"What a ruthless man!" Su Yu felt a pang in his heart, and finally grasped Wang Pingzhi's mentality.

In this world, there are fathers and sons who have deep affection, and there are also fathers and sons who turn against each other, but no matter which one they are, there is no denying the important position of both parties in each other's hearts - because they are important, they are affectionate, and because they are important, they are hateful.

However, Su Yu did not see the slightest love and hatred in the world from Wang Pingzhi's eyes, as if he had cut off human nature.

So, was his previous gesture, sometimes gentle, sometimes crazy, for others to see?

Or is it for him to see?

Perhaps, he treats Wang Bofen no different from the wild dogs on the side of the road: when he has leisure, he pretends to be sympathetic and pitiful; when he has no time, who wants to pay attention to it? When he is troubled, he wants to kill him quickly.

"Are you wandering?"

The embroidery needle was tapped, and Wang Pingzhi's two fingers pinched and pierced, as if embroidering a painting, and he actually pierced the sharp weapon-level Qingguang sword, from one side of the sword body to the other. It's like, through a piece of silk.

His eyes were puzzled, as if the innocent girl in the boudoir had something to think of, and looked at Su Yu in confusion, his eyes blinking, as if he was waiting for his answer.

Or, he was just imitating the girl's gesture, which he thought he should be at this point.

It's just that his acting skills are too superb, so no one can find the problem.

But in any case, Wang Pingzhi always gave Su Yu a feeling of bullying mentally handicapped children, he took a deep breath, withdrew the Qingguang Sword, and instantly moved to the side of the cliff, sighing inexplicably.

For such an enemy, he really can't raise the will to fight.

"Did he bother you?"

Before the words fell, Lin Chong and Luda felt a threat like natural enemies, and before they had time to think, the two hurriedly jumped to the side and fell into the rubble.

"Whew!"

A smear of blood like a hot spring spurted out of the back of Wang Bofen's neck, he struggled a few times, his head was unstoppably folded to the side, twitching like a spring: "I, I am you, your father ......"

Until he died, he didn't understand why Wang Pingzhi killed him.

It's because we overestimate him, this kind of person, even if he is dead, will not understand the pride that comes from relying on the majesty of others, it is too fragile.

"You know, they'll prepare a good coffin for you. ”

Wang Pingzhi gently closed Wang Bo's eyes that were not blinding, and wiped the blood stained on his hands on his red clothes without care, and his tone was intimate, as if he was saying good night to his sleeping parents.

The red clothes are like blood, and they are as red as ever, and I don't know if its blood red is stained with blood.

Luda and Lin Chong retreated slowly and carefully, their steps gentle, for fear of alarming him.

They were really afraid of Wang Pingzhi.

"You say, now I'm going to take revenge!" Wang Pingzhi stood up slowly, his eyes were calm, but he was unusually stubborn, as if he was telling the truth, and he would definitely carry it out.

His expression didn't look like a joke.

"Psychotic! How well did you kill yourself? Lin Chong and Luda couldn't wait to rush up and cut out Wang Pingzhi's heart and liver to see what kind of structure it was.

"There is such a thing in this world that wrongs people, is there any heavenly reason?"

They kept roaring in their hearts, becoming more and more cautious, and leaned close together, ready to deal with Wang Pingzhi's possible attack at any time.

"Who said he's retarded?"

Moving in an instant, Su Yu cut into the middle of them, he knew that this was Wang Pingzhi forcing himself to make a statement, which was the opposite of what he thought before, Wang Pingzhi was ignorant of human feelings.

Su Yu became more and more incomprehensible to him, and he didn't know why he insisted on fighting with him, but he knew that he couldn't escape.

"Come on!" he sighed and shook the blade of his sword, slightly getting used to the extra perforated blue light sword.

"Hahaha, that's funny!"

Wang Pingzhi laughed wildly, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his face was both joyful and terrifying, distorted and crazy.

The embroidery needle is made of fine iron, Yingying is not worth a hand, light as nothing, but in his hands he can hole gold and crack stones; he is high-spirited, and his appearance is better than Pan An, but he is like madness, and his behavior is like a demon, I don't know whether he has never been awake, or the world has sunk.

Thundered!

A distant shock came, and the black-and-white, blood-red phantom light rushed into the sky, reversing the night, and the scorching red sword light, Taiji Catalogue, and Life and Death Mill collided with each other, vast and fierce.

The sword is trembling!

The fight over there is getting more and more lively, and this side will not be lonely.