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"Boom!"

In the chaotic sound of rain, a slightly abrupt sound sounded, this was a bottle containing Juyuan Dan, but it was already empty and was thrown into the stagnant water at random.

This was the third bottle of Juyuan Pill that Su Fu had taken, and he was standing at the door of the 'gambling house', panting and pale. Behind him was the stagnant water that had almost become dark, and the floating corpses that were slowly flowing out of the city, roughly estimated to be nearly a hundred. Among them, there are only about a dozen Yin God cultivators, and the rest are all below the Tongshen, and they all have one thing in common, they all have more or less murderous and dead energy on their bodies.

And this is also the largest number of people killed by his own hands since he entered the Tao, except for the battle to exterminate the bandits when he traveled to Qingzhou, maybe he killed too much, and even the boiling blood gradually became cold.

Of course, in the past, when the star power could still be used, it only took one "Star Sword" to slaughter them all, and he would not have much consumption.

Compared with many restaurants and restaurants in the city, the gambling house is slightly shabby. The courtyard and eaves are made of ordinary wood, and the gate is closed, with a statue of a door god on the left and right.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the old voice came out of the door, and the hole opened, but I saw a young man with clear eyebrows about to come out, with a bright smile on his face, showing his teeth, and bowing and saying, "Sir, we meet again." ”

Su Fu only had a broken hilt left in his hand, and his breath was a little evener, so he smiled and said, "Are you from here?"

"Yes, sir, senior brother said, you can't go any further before your guest arrives. The boy replied with a smile.

Su Fu nodded, and then asked, "What's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Ling Yuanhan. The boy said.

Su Fu showed a slight smile and said: "Ling Yu's voice is cold, the air is far away, the artistic conception is good, I will remember you." ”

The young man's smile changed slightly, and he chewed it silently: "Ling Yu's voice is cold, and the air is far away. ”

After meditating, his smile seemed to be brighter, so he took a short sword from his bosom and slowly unsheathed it, and the cold blade reflected his smiling face: "Mr. is called Su Fuchen, and I will remember Mr. too." ”

In the next breath, the broken sword with half of the blade struck with the young man's short sword, and then there was a dull loud noise, and a ripple visible to the naked eye suddenly dispersed, shaking the entire 'gambling house' with a trembling sound.

Su Fu's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly abandoned the sword and turned sideways, the remnant sword actually burst open, and the young man's short sword slashed towards his throat, just for him to avoid.

The short sword was empty, Su Fu's body was slightly strong, and his left hand made a palm knife and slashed at the young man's elbow, but to his surprise, his left palm seemed to be slashed on the granite, and it was faintly numb.

Ling Yuanhan's hand holding the sword did not tremble in the slightest, and at this time, he suddenly spit out a muffled shout, the short sword was filled with bright light without warning, the already sharp short sword became sharper and sharper, and when the light flashed, his hand was withdrawn almost at the same time, and its edge was facing Su Fu's neck.

Su Fu only felt that his scalp was numb, and the short sword contained unimaginable sharpness, and between the lightning and flint, he immediately made a decision, and the palm knife suddenly changed his claws, grabbed Ling Yuanhan's arm and picked it up, and the short sword slashed along his scalp, and a few strands broke silently.

The dagger continued to gain momentum, silently piercing into the pillars of the porch until the hilt.

Ling Yuanhan's smile remained unchanged, and his body suddenly gushed out with a dull aura of the same color as Fang Cai, it was a kind of death aura with deep malice, like a roar with an inexplicable thing.

The short sword was withdrawn by him in an instant, and he pounced on Su Fu in a desperate posture, launching his stormy offensive.

Su Fu retreated for a while, losing his only remnant sword, he had to use his flesh and blood to fight his short sword, if he was not physically tough, and he was extremely experienced in hand-to-hand combat, I am afraid it would be difficult to be Ling Yuanhan's enemy.

Ling Yuanhan's movements were sharp and deadly, but he still had an innocent and bright smile on his face, although there was a touch of gloom on his body, he still gave people an optimistic and cheerful feeling, this is a young man who should live under the light and is full of vitality, but now he has become an outlaw.

Su Fu's hat was difficult to keep this time, and under Ling Yuanhan's violent attack, it turned into pieces, and even the gray robe had many more scratches, and there were blood stains on the scratches, which were left before they could dodge.

If it was just a scratch, with its Dharma strength, it would only take half a moment to heal itself, but the wound left a touch of darkness, which slowly eroded Su Fu, making the wound not only unable to heal, but also slowly penetrating inward, spreading a terrifying dead air.

"Mr. Su, it's called 'Death Technique', it is a law that everyone in the Living Killing Hall can cultivate, and it has an incomparable benefit, that is, it can ignore the quality of the spiritual root, and the cultivation degree is a thousand miles a day. But after repairing it, the longevity was reduced to 20 years, and I am now fifteen years old, which means that I only have five years of longevity left. ”

This is Ling Yuanhan's voice, his smile is so infectious, his offensive is so fierce, but the words he said made people feel sad for no reason.

Su Fu's figure was forced back to the alley wall, and he leaned against the wall, his dagger only half a foot away from his neck.

His expression was not panicked or afraid, even after listening to this paragraph, his expression did not change much, but said lightly: "The essence of power has always been how much you give, how much you are likely to get, maybe it is just an empty space, to be able to enter the Tao, what more do you want?"

"Besides, presumably the benefits of this method are not just about cultivation?"

For some reason, Ling Yuanhan held the short sword but did not move, obviously he could take Su Fu's life as long as he moved forward half a foot, and there was a trace of hesitation in his always firm murderous intent.

"Mr. Su is a thorough person, far from being cold. This method is indeed as Mr. said, there is another way to seek life, that is, the more people you kill, the longer you live. ”

This young man, in an innocent tone, said words that were piled up with a sea of corpses and blood, which made people shudder.

Su Fu smiled slightly and said, "In that case, why don't you take my life?"

Ling Yuanhan said sincerely: "The reason why I don't do it is because I don't know what Mr. will do, and I still want to live longer......

Su Fu shook his head slightly, and said: "The way to kill the road must be carried out by a firm will, whether it is good or bad, good or evil, it is reasonable to exist." But once the heart is shaken, it is the time when there is a flaw in the way of killing, and you ...... at this time"

Speaking of this, his hand suddenly slowly reached for the short sword, not afraid of the blade of the short sword, and calmly continued: "At this time, you will die!"