Wei Qian frowned and said angrily: "Stinky boy, it turns out that you want to delay time!"

Su Zhuo sneered, and did not quibble. Xiao Shuimo said sharply www.biquge.info "No one can save you!"

As he was talking, Huaishan suddenly stood up and helped Wei Xiu and said, "Wei Qian, I have protected the meridians for her." If you bring it back for timely treatment, there may still be life. If it's a little bit late, the gods won't be able to save it!"

Wei Qian looked at the familiar face in Huaishan's arms, which was really more and more similar to his lover back then. Suddenly heard the sound of the crowd getting closer and closer, and finally gritted his teeth, waved the sleeves of his robe, rolled up Wei Xiu's waist, and said to Xiao Shuimo: "I'll go and lead others away, and you will kill them!"

Xiao Shuimo gritted his teeth hatefully. Su Zhuo said: "Xiao Shuimo, even Wei Qian has run away, I see what helpers you have! You will always be just a pawn of him, and you can only hide in the dark underground for the rest of your life, lonely, and reluctantly!"

Xiao Shuimo listened in a daze, and suddenly recalled that for more than 20 years, he had only practiced martial arts every day. All year round, the yard can't be out. The most common thing my mother said every day was revenge. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and at last he shouted, "Ah!

Shouting and dancing with his palms, unpredictable, he rushed towards Su Zhuo. Su Zhuo contemplated it, and suddenly stood in front of him, turned his back to him, and said, "You can't take this palm." After speaking, he pushed his palms flat, and the palm wind was heavy.

Su Zhuo recognized this trick as Huaishan's housekeeping skill, the "Bitter Sea Crossing Tribulation" in the Demon Suppression Skill. With this trick, it can be seen that the two are already fighting for their lives. Before I could see it clearly, I heard a "bang", and the four palms intersected, making an earth-shattering sound, and even the floating dust did not stir with palm power, forming a fog around the two of them.

Huaishan and Xiao Shuimo took two or three steps back before standing still. Huaishan suddenly leaned over and coughed up blood. A mouthful of blood spat onto his body, and on the ground, it seemed that the only life force he had was about to vomit out. Xiao Shuimo was also uncomfortable, panting heavily, his face was red and white. The two of them had already suffered internal injuries, and this injury was added to the injury, and it was rare to be able to hold on to it.

Ning Zizi saw Xiao Shuimo, and felt that the opportunity had come, so he shook the pine-patterned ancient sword in his hand and stabbed Xiao Shuimo. He shouted, "Thief, take your life!"

Su Zhuo was startled and blurted out, "Don't!" But it was too late. Xiao Shuimo's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "It's up to you?" The two fingers in the right hand were clamped, and Ning Zi was determined to win the sword steadily.

Ning Zi didn't expect Xiao Shuimo to still have such skills under his serious injury, and he was taken aback. He drew his sword vigorously, but the sword seemed to grow on Xiao Shuimo's hand, not moving at all. Xiao Shuimo used this strength, the blood in his chest churned, and a mouthful of hot blood gushed into his throat. At this moment, he had already disregarded life and death, swallowed the blood stubbornly, shouted loudly, and used his fingers hard. only listened to the sound of "ding", and the pine pattern of the famous sword was actually broken in response to the sound, and it became several pieces, flying out randomly.

Ning Zizai didn't expect it, he was shocked for a while, and he was distressed by the sword. Leng Bu was caught off guard and the severed sword carried Xiao Shuimo's internal force, and shot at it, slashing through Ning Zizai's throat. Ning Zizi was stunned and wanted to shout, but he could only make a "hiss" sound. He finally lost half of his family heirloom sword, and his hand clutched his throat, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing out. He looked at Su Zhuo with both eyes, and there was a faint expectation in his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to gradually soften, lying on the ground, dumbfounded.

Xiao Shuimo was seriously injured and killed Ning Zizai with only one move. It's really unmatched, and the gods are majestic. Su Zhuo looked at Ning Zi's dead eyes, and bent down to pick up the broken sword. Although he didn't know how to use a sword, when he saw this sword, somehow, he thought of the expectant look in his eyes before he died. He knew that Ning Zizai's last wish must be to kill Xiao Shuimo with this sword. This last wish can only be fulfilled by Su Zhuo.

Xiao Shuimo sneered: "Holding a broken sword, you also want to take my life?" Before he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Su Zhuo said coldly: "Xiao Shuimo, have you seen it? Those people who died tragically under your hands are waiting for you on Huangquan Road!"

As soon as the sky was bright, Xiao Shuimo was in a trance, as if he had seen countless unjust souls beckoning to him in the dark. He yelled, "Get out of here, get out of the ......" and his palms fluttered wildly, trying to chase away the ghosts.

Su Zhuo raised half of his sword, and with an indomitable momentum, he rushed towards Xiao Shuimo. Xiao Shuimo felt that someone was approaching, and when he was startled, he woke up and slapped it with one palm. Su Zhuo caught it with his left palm, and as soon as he handed over his strength, he felt a strong shock that his arm was almost broken. He endured the pain, his right hand stopped, and the broken sword was sent to the other party's throat.

Xiao Shuimo's arm returned, and he immediately struck out with another palm. This time it was Su Zhuo's chest. Su Clumsy used old moves, so he had to be angry in his chest and took this palm hard. The palm force spit out, and Su Zhuo only felt like a heavy hammer falling down, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

And the broken sword has grown a little longer after all, and it has been inserted in Xiao Shuimo's throat at this moment, trembling slightly. Xiao Shuimo looked at the hilt of the sword under his neck incredulously, and countless illusions appeared in front of him, and he fell down with a hissing howl.

Huaishan was fighting to support with his last breath, but when he saw that the demon was finally ambushed, his heart was relieved, and he fell to the ground. Su Zhuo received a slap from Fang Cai, and it was difficult to get up, so he climbed to Huaishan's side. Seeing that the breath of kindness is weak, I can't help but feel sad. The old monk saved himself and Wei Xiu successively, consuming most of his internal strength. Finally, after confronting Xiao Shuimo, he walked to the edge of running out of oil and lamp.

Huaishan looked at his expression, smiled slightly, and said, "Mortals will eventually die." Now that I can pay back a little bit for the sins I committed back then, you should be happy for me...... Ahem......"

However, Su Zhuo couldn't be happy anyway. Huaishan coughed for a while, and then said: "Su Zhuo, such a smart and free person, how can he not break life and death? The monk may not be able to go here...... Dengxi Heavenly Bliss...... But it won't be ...... Hell ......" After speaking, he took out a few books from his arms and handed them to Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo saw that it was actually those six reincarnation scriptures. Except for the disappearing Shura volume, there are all five. Huaishan said intermittently: "The news of this book has been ...... Passed out...... After I go...... Shaolin may not be ...... It may not be possible to keep it...... I was going to burn it...... I can't bear it...... Book of Wonders...... Buried in my hands...... Please ...... Please keep it for you...... Or just burned...... Alas...... It's all up to you......"

By the end of the day, he was getting harder and harder, and his voice was getting lower and lower. Su Zhuo couldn't bear to brush him off, nodded heavily, and put the book into his arms. Huaishan had a heart, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Shaolin Temple, in the future...... Please ...... Supporting and supporting ......"

Su Zhuo choked up and couldn't speak. Shouts and footsteps were heard. First, the Shaolin monks rushed over, and a few people helped Huaishan up. Huaishan waved his hand and motioned for everyone not to speak. He stretched out his hand and pointed to a young monk and said, "When I die...... Composed...... By Pure Dust ...... Succeeding Shaolin Abbot ......"

The young monk called Jingchen couldn't help but be stunned, and his white skin turned red. A group of monks who are higher than Jingchen looked at Huaishan in puzzlement. The welcoming monk asked loudly, "Abbot, did you say something wrong?"

However, Huaishan had closed his eyes and was no longer breathing. A generation of eminent monks passed away. The heroes came one after another, talking and mocking. There are those who don't understand what happened, those who are surprised that so many people died tragically, and those who are puzzled by Huaishan's last life.

Su Zhuo can't control these anymore, and he doesn't want to care anymore. He couldn't move, he lay on the ground, exhausted. As soon as your eyes are closed, your eyes are dark, and you don't know what to do.

(End of martial arts conference.) Tomorrow the next volume will be updated, and the Jingshi is treacherous. Su Zhuo will encounter the biggest crisis in his life. Whether he can get out of danger safely, stay tuned. (To be continued.) )