Liu Jin was stunned when he heard this. He had never seen such a person before. This person was so weird. Could it be that he was mentally retarded? Who else could laugh at such a moment except a mentally retarded person.
"It will be as miserable as it can be."
Liu Jin also laughed. He laughed angrily. The person in front of him was either stupid or didn't take him seriously at all.
"oh."
Su Yin nodded seriously: "I would like to see it."
On the other side, the four men in blue and the two women gradually died under the siege of the Sihemen people, and they all turned into corpses.
Su Yin naturally turned a blind eye to the fighting within the Sihemen and would not pay much attention at all. There were no good people among the people who followed Mr. Peach Blossom, and they probably did not know how many bad things they did.
If you die now, you will die. If you die in the hands of someone from your own sect, you can only say that evil will be punished.
"Come on, catch this kid. Today I'm going to peel off his skin and beat his muscles."
After killing several others, Liu Jin waved his hand and said, facing a young man like Su Yin, he had no intention of doing it himself.
What kind of skills can a mere young man have? If he, the majestic helmsman of the Sihemen, went up to fight with a young man, he would simply lose his identity.
When the people at the Sihemen heard this, their figures suddenly flashed around, surrounding Su Yin.
The two of them were the first to dodge out, heading straight for Su Yin with a long sword in their hands. Their martial arts were extraordinary and their momentum was astonishing.
However, Su Yin didn't even raise his eyelids. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Xiao Qingzi, deal with them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingkong, who had been standing outside the encirclement just a moment ago, disappeared from where he was in the next moment, and appeared in front of Su Yin in the blink of an eye.
And the long sword that was stabbing Su Yin immediately became stabbed at him.
Qingkong stretched out a hand with an expressionless expression and grabbed the sharp sword directly.
The long sword pierced the palm of Qing Kong's hand and made a crisp sound. The next moment, the entire long sword shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of scrap metal and fell to the ground.
From the beginning to the end, Qingkong's figure standing in front of Su Yin did not move. Faced with dozens of people surrounding him, his whole body was as calm as a misty cloud.
The long sword shattered, and the face of the man who drew the sword changed drastically, and he prepared to retreat in horror.
Then, Qingkong waved his sleeves calmly.
The next moment, a fragment of the broken sword that fell on the ground suddenly swept up and crashed into the person who was retreating.
There were flashes of cold light, and in the blink of an eye, the man fell to the ground, breathless. There were dozens of large holes in his body, all of which were wounds caused by the remains of broken swords passing through his body.
Just one face-to-face meeting, and a person died, and it was such a weird instant kill.
Liu Jin, who was standing not far away, took a breath of cold air and looked at the blue sky in shock. That hand, not to mention him, even the sect leader Lin Zhiyi may not be able to do it. A person's inner energy cultivation can actually do it.
To be so strong is simply unbelievable.
How is this possible! Liu Jin has never seen such a terrifying master.
"Go up, all go up, besiege him."
Liu Jin yelled crazily, commanding his men to step forward and fight Qing Kong. At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight with the person in front of him.
The young master has been hurt so much. If he shrinks back and returns to the Sihemen, the master will definitely not let him go.