Chapter Twenty-Three: The Battle (Part II)

Xiao Haitang didn't expect that Su Bingnan's qi machine was so strong, if he hadn't felt it personally, even at his peak, he wouldn't have thought that such a sense of oppression was given to him by a young man who had just stepped into a bad situation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The internal force of the meridians in his body flowed, and dense drops of sweat appeared on Xiao Haitang's forehead, and he tried his best to resist Su Bingnan's soaring aura.

But even so, Su Bingnan's momentum is still increasing, and most of his sword has been drawn, and the sword that is not gorgeous makes him feel that what is coming is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Forcibly lifting his spirits, Xiao Haitang vaguely saw a vague phantom, that is......

......

The red liquid, endless blood seemed to suddenly fill the entire space, countless heads, seven orifices bleeding, resentment looking at themselves, and countless stumps and broken arms, floating in the endless space.

The source of all this is Su Bingnan.

This is...... This is the breath of hatred, Xiao Haitang feels endless hatred, and the endless soul reveals extreme hatred.

"Ahh

Xiao Haitang shouted in his heart, he wanted to get rid of all this, he didn't want to lose in the hands of a junior before he made a move.

Airplanes!

A clear sound sounded in his head.

Su Bingnan's sword had been completely withdrawn, freed from the shackles of the scabbard.

Xiao Haitang couldn't wait any longer, his momentum had fallen too far behind, he was afraid, he was afraid that if he continued, he wouldn't even have the courage to make a move.

With all his qi flowing, Xiao Haitang resolutely rushed towards Su Bingnan, the long knife in his hand stretched out straight, all his essence and spirit, and his lifelong martial arts were all condensed in one sword.

Bang bang bang!

Everywhere he stood, the white marble on the ground cracked and shattered into rubble like a spider's web. Fragments, large and small, mostly the size of fists, flew in all directions like sharp arrows as soon as he stepped down.

In front of him, with Su Bingnan as the center, the endless sea of blood was churning and spreading, and the endless heads were blocking in front of him, trying to stop his offensive.

The long knife moved rapidly, bringing the air to vibrate, and the qi actually formed a sharp cone, which stabbed at Su Bingnan's chest.

Splitting the boundless sea of blood and cutting off endless heads, Xiao Haitang broke free from the murderous aura in the sky, ignoring the terrifying illusion, and the long knife in his hand finally stabbed Su Bingnan's chest.

Suddenly!

The "begonia" in Xiao Haitang's hand seems to have lost its target, it is not the feeling of stabbing the real thing.

Before he could react, an ordinary long sword came out of Xiao Haitang's throat.

Blood spilled out of the wound, first a thread, and then soon it became a trickle, and the next second, with the turn of the long sword, a stream of blood-red blood suddenly spurted out, merging into the boundless sea of blood.

Xiao Haitang wanted to cover the wound on his throat, but he was already unable to move, so he could only make a "bang" sound, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it all this when he looked at it.

"You're defeated. Su Bingnan said lightly, the long sword had been sheathed.

"No!"

Xiao Haitang let out an unwilling cry, and the endless sea of blood suddenly dissipated.

......

This is?

Xiao Haitang came back to his senses and found that he was standing in place, "Begonia" fell to the ground, and Su Bingnan was looking at him meaningfully.

Everything just now was just an illusion.

With a dejected smile, Xiao Haitang looked at Su Bingnan in front of him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why?"

Why......

Xiao Haitang wondered why, why he was defeated so strangely, so quickly, without even a real attack.

"You're not a warrior. Su Bingnan said: "You lost your qualification as a martial artist, so you lost." ”

"You fart!" Xiao Haitang raised his voice a little and retorted: "I am a martial arts idiot, I have practiced martial arts for many years, and I have been constantly fighting in the meridians every day, falling asleep with a knife every night, and smelling chickens and dancing." In terms of diligence, there are few people in the world who can compare to my Xiao Haitang, and in terms of resources and talent, the same is true......"

"But your heart is broken. Su Bingnan interrupted him and said mercilessly: "The snap of the finger realm is important in qi, the non-bad realm is important in care, and the heaven and man realm is important in God." ”

"You have fear in your heart, even if you have reached the realm of heaven and man, but your spirit is not stable and tenacious, you can only fall into the realm and reach the same realm as me. But in terms of meaning, where are you my opponent, you no longer have the courage to pick up your sword and make me an enemy. ”

Xiao Haitang was not convinced, picked up the "begonia" on the ground, and was about to point at Su Bingnan, but as soon as he lifted half of it, he unconsciously stopped moving.

Trembling all over, Xiao Haitang let out a loud shout, and suddenly saw Su Bingnan's eyes.

Table tennis!

"Begonia" fell to the ground again, making a sound, this time, small cracks were faintly visible on it, and this treasure knife, which had accompanied Xiao Haitang for decades, had been "dead".

With a snap, Xiao Haitang sat on the ground, looked up at Su Bingnan, and couldn't say a word.

The spiritual confrontation just now completely planted the seeds of fear in Xiao Haitang's heart, and he would never be able to defeat Su Bingnan in the future.

"The war twenty years ago had a greater impact on you than I imagined. Su Bingnan looked at Xiao Haitang, who was lonely at his feet, and sighed with some emotion.

Twenty years ago, Master Likong came from Tibet and said that he would challenge the martial arts masters of the Central Plains, and he came from the north to challenge the heads of the fourteen major martial arts families in the Central Plains in a row, without any defeat.

One of the stepping stones for the bearish mage was Xiao Haitang, who was in his prime at that time.

At that time, he had just become the head of the Xiao family, and his martial arts cultivation was becoming more and more profound, and it was the time when he was young and frivolous.

At that time, despite the opposition of the Xiao family, he insisted on facing a Likong mage of his age.

In that battle, he was defeated by the other side, and all his self-confidence and dignity were crushed into the dirt, which seemed not worth mentioning.

Master Likong continued to go south with a superb posture afterwards, and did not put the sad Xiao Haitang in his eyes, and left indifferently.

Xiao Haitang didn't understand that a barbarian who was about the same age as him was so much stronger than him. He was defeated so completely that Master Likong was like a bully, and in a few moves, he fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

He couldn't accept this huge contrast, he thought that he might lose, after all, no one could sing all the way, but he couldn't imagine that a few understatement moves by Master Likong would make him lose face and make the Xiao family a laughing stock at that time.

In the years since, his mentality has changed dramatically, and he has become more ruthless and desperate.

Whenever he defeats an opponent, he has an extreme satisfaction in his heart, but he doesn't laugh, he just laughs softly and stomps his foot on the loser's face to enjoy the thrill of being a winner.

Finally, for a while, he reached the realm of heaven and man, but the good times did not last long, he found that this was only temporary, and he had a demon.

The impact of that fiasco on him was far more than he imagined, leaving an irreparable gap in his will, and even his personality had changed dramatically.

He began to go crazy, and he gradually sought pleasure in tormenting others, in the despair and pain of others. He built a secret chamber and ordered young girls to be captured and morbidly tortured.

Soon, he became addicted.

Ten years have passed, and in the process of venting his desires, he found that he could not **** normally and could not have the most primitive impulse of a man for a beautiful woman.

He was horrified to find himself excited by the way others looked at his wife.

At that time, his wife was not Yan Zihan, his wife was still Xiao Tiannan's mother, and that woman noticed her husband's problem.

Xiao Haitang was completely sunk, and he only had one thought in his heart, to let other men molest his wife, and this thought made him want to stop.

Xiao Tiannan's mother was naturally unwilling, she didn't expect that Xiao Haitang's heart was so filthy, and such a desire was born.

The two have been secretly fighting each other for several years, during which time Xiao Haitang has killed countless girls, and their son Xiao Tiannan has gradually grown up.

She knew that her husband was becoming stranger and stranger, and he was afraid that this shocking secret would come to light and be spurned by everyone, but he had become addicted to it and could not extricate himself more and more.

That woman couldn't bear this life anymore, she committed suicide, leaving Xiao Haitang with remorse and self-blame.

......

Su Bingnan didn't know these secrets, but he could guess that what caused Xiao Haitang's spirit to change greatly was the battle twenty years ago.

Those who practice martial arts are not fools, they know that they cannot be invincible, but martial artists are people with strong minds, they are confident in their own strength, and have the courage to defeat all enemies.

The more people have great confidence in themselves, when they experience a completely unexpected failure, they will be left with a huge wound in their hearts, and they will never forget it for a lifetime.

Xiao Haitang is such a person.

His spirit has already been flawed, in the face of Su Bingnan, a junior, he does not think that the other party's will is stronger than his own, he is confident that he can overwhelm Su Bingnan in momentum.

However, Su Bingnan's will and preparation were far beyond his imagination.

Su Bingnan had endless hatred in his heart, and he had prepared in advance, and the two games of chess with Fan Weigui and Huang Modan could be said to be a complete victory.

In this way, the winning streak has accumulated endless momentum in his heart, and with each victory, his strength is more than that.

He suppressed the momentum in his chest, but did not trigger it, and finally in just a few breaths of drawing his sword, it suddenly exploded, destroying Xiao Haitang's momentum like a withering and decaying one.

So Xiao Haitang saw the endless mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and saw himself being pierced through his throat, which was the projection of fear in his heart, and it was also the victory of Su Bingnan's will.

"I won. Su Bingnan said: "I have already thought about the three requirements. ”

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