The moment it flew out, the sword energy that shook the world suddenly swirled. Under Beiling's finger, the sword emitted a black and white light and roared towards Su Ming.
"This punch is your punishment for hurting my senior brother!" Su Ming's fist suddenly collided with the small sword. The roar echoed and the impact rolled. Beiling spurted out blood again. He took a few steps back, his face expressionless.
In his pale eyes, he saw Su Ming standing there without even stepping back. Instead, he loosened his fists and casually grabbed the small black and white sword.
"Beiling, your strongest thing is not the sword, but the arrow! Swords are not used like this..." Su Ming grabbed the small sword, and with a flick, his consciousness suddenly arose, integrating with his powerful will,
Directly blasted into the small sword, a shrill sword cry came from the small sword, as if it was about to resist, as if calling its master.
But the sound of the sword did not last more than ten breaths before it suddenly stopped. With Su Ming's shaking, the sword directly became three feet long. When Su Ming held it in his hand, a red flash appeared in his mind.
In Luo's inheritance, it is related to his understanding of swords in the imperial lineage of the Immortal Clan.
This is an alternative method of using swords. However, Hong Luo does not use swords, so he did not practice it. Su Ming also tried it with his small cyan sword, but the small cyan sword could not withstand that kind of alternative method.
Control.
Holding Beiling's sword at this moment, Su Ming stepped forward and approached Beiling in an instant. He swung the sword in his hand and slashed it away!
Beiling kept retreating, his eyes flashing at this moment, he raised his right hand and pinched out a few seals, and pinched the afterimages of those seals with his left hand, growling in his mouth.
"The seal explodes!"
As his words came out, and as Beiling released his left hand, a series of loud roars appeared out of thin air between him and the approaching Su Ming. It was like a muffled thunder exploding, forming an impact that went straight towards Su Ming.
Roll away.
Su Ming looked calm. At the moment when the impact came, he raised his left hand and flicked the sword. With this flick, the sword trembled violently, and a harsh buzzing sound was heard.
The sound was sharp, and the sound waves were used to resist the roaring impact. The void between the two people suddenly collapsed and shattered, forming a void hole that absorbed everything.
At the same time, Su Ming bit the tip of his left finger, and when the blood spilled out, it was smeared on the sword. Immediately, the sword's bloody aura suddenly arose, and Su Ming took it in his hand. From a distance of dozens of feet, he fiercely aimed at Beiling.
With this draw, there was a buzzing sound, and a red light shot out from the sword, which hit Beiling directly. He suddenly pulled out his body, and when blood spurted out, Su Ming shook his head.
He shook his head and let go of the sword in his hand.
A slight crack appeared on the sword body. Su Ming obtained the inheritance from Hong Luo. There are few swords in the world that can withstand the ultimate resonant sound of a bullet, and the softness of a whip. Even if it is
This Beiling sword also has cracks.
If it were Su Ming's small green sword, I'm afraid that just one bullet with full force would be enough to explode it. Not to mention that according to Hong Luo's inheritance, this technique must be consistent with the Nine Transformations and Ten Transformations.
Extremely scary.
After releasing the Sword of Beiling, Su Ming raised his right foot while taking a step, and suddenly stepped forward!
As he took this step, the sky and the earth roared, but he saw the clouds above rolling, and a huge footprint condensed, and he stepped straight towards Beiling with an astonishing momentum.
With a loud bang, Su Ming raised his steps again. After taking seven steps in a row, the clouds in the entire sky rolled violently. The roaring sound continued. Blood spurted out from Beiling again. When his body fell back, his hair was disheveled.
, covered with embarrassment, his expression was no longer cold, but disbelief, but shocked and horrified.
Su Ming fell down in seven steps and appeared in front of Beiling. He raised his right hand and slapped his right arm. The sound of clicking echoed. Beiling's already seriously injured body was now covered in blood and flesh on his right arm.
Su Ming did not stop, and pointed at Beiling's left arm. As his left arm shattered, blood splattered everywhere. At this moment, Beiling had a deep scar on his chest, his arms were blurred, and his injuries
It looks exactly like a tiger.
Su Ming raised his right hand and grabbed Beiling's neck when he staggered back. He looked at the man silently, his expression once again complicated.
"Su Ming!!" An anxious call came. It was Chen Xin. She came desperately and watched Beiling in Su Ming's palm, with tears streaming down her eyes.
Beiling also looked at Su Ming, with a sad smile on his face.
"Su...Ming..."
Su Ming looked at Beiling. This was the first time he heard his name spoken by Beiling after he woke up.
"So you still remember me." Su Ming said softly.
"Su Ming, we don't mean any harm. I didn't know you were here. I...I..." Chen Xin shed tears and looked at Su Ming. Her heart hurt. The two men in front of her made her remember
So profound that she couldn't forget any of them.
"We are different from others. We...how can we forget you..." Chen Xin looked at Su Ming. She originally thought that she would not meet Su Ming in this barbarian world so soon. She also thought about meeting Su Ming.
What would happen after meeting Ming, but I didn't expect that it would be such an encounter.
"You are from the Immortal Clan...tell me, what is Wushan?" Su Ming said softly, looking at Beiling and Chen Xin.
"Is Ulla not dead..."
"Does Bai Ling still exist..."
"Lei Chen is doing well..."
"Where does Grandpa come from?"
"Ye Wang, Chen Chong, Wu Sen, all the Wushan people I encountered, will they also appear in my world one after another..."
"Wu Shan's world... is it true or false..." Su Ming murmured.
"You...really want to know?" The person who answered Su Ming was not Chen Xin, but Beiling. He looked at Su Ming complicatedly and spoke hoarsely with difficulty.
Su Ming was silent, with bitterness and loneliness on his face, and he slowly loosened his grip on Beiling's neck.
"I already know the answer, you guys... let's go..."
Su Ming turned around, no longer looking at Beiling and Chen Xin, and silently walked towards the ninth peak. Behind him, Beiling's expression became more complicated. Next to him, Chen Xin shed tears and looked at Su Ming's back, revealing
, is mercy.
"Su Ming...we are us, we are not us..." Beiling said softly, turned around and took a step forward, heading straight for the boat. Chen Xin looked at Su Ming, closed his eyes, and left.
The two of them stepped on the boat, which turned into a roaring rainbow and gradually went away.
Only the sea giants around the sea are still roaring...
"The answer is false..." Su Ming stood on the ninth peak and spoke softly. The sea breeze blew his hair and covered his eyes.
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Posted in the fifth update, 14,000 words, written from noon to now, eight cans of Red Bull, and three boxes of cigarettes have been smoked. Who dares to say that I haven’t tried harder?
Who can say without conscience that I am committing suicide?