Su Lin felt that he was about to die. His breathing became more and more difficult, and he also felt that his heart was becoming more and more depressed.
He was very unwilling.
He still has a lot of things to do.
He had a strong urge to tear the dark curtain above his head and breathe in the fresh air outside.
Su Lin raised his fist that he had just fought with the gray-robed old man. His fist was trembling, his arm was trembling, and there were bursts of burning pain, and there was blood flowing out of the wound.
"You can't fall down!" Su Lin gritted his teeth and said to himself, "Even if I die, I have to die standing up!"
Su Lin's arm was useless. He just tried to prop up his body, but found that he couldn't use the strength. He had no choice but to roll over, and then stood up with the support of his legs.
"Don't be afraid!" Su Lin encouraged himself and said, "The enemy will laugh!"
Su Lin glanced at his wound, grinned an ugly smile, and then, as if crazy, threw away his arms and rushed towards the gray-robed old man again.
He is like an indomitable warrior, charging against the enemy again and again.
"If you can't beat me, I will beat you to death." This was the most persistent and only thought in Su Lin's heart.
No matter how good-tempered the old man in gray robe was, he couldn't bear it anymore.
What's more, his temper wasn't very good to begin with.
He stared at Su Lin with cold eyes and said coldly: "Since you are so anxious to die, then I will help you!"
"No!" Su Lin shook his head, his face dripping with blood, "Send yourself to death - I will never do it in this life or the next life!"
"I have to say that I admire your perseverance, but at this moment I have lost patience with you -" the old man in gray robe said.
"Go to hell—!"
After the old man in gray robe said these words, his body disappeared from the place.
Su Lin was on full alert, waiting for the black-robed old man to attack.
What surprised him was that this time the man in gray robe did not attack immediately, nor did he slap his chest with a palm.
But——I don’t know where I went.
Suddenly, his body suddenly appeared, and Su Lin punched out.
Afterimage.
Another punch came out.
Still an afterimage.
"Boom boom boom——!"
Su Lin fired many punches in succession, but each time he failed to hit the gray-robed old man, only his afterimage was hit.
"Well--!"
Suddenly, Su Lin felt a tightness in the back of his throat, and then his body lost control of itself.
The gray-robed old man's body looked so old and weak, and his palms looked a little dry, but he lifted Su Lin's body into the air so easily.
The old man in gray robe controlled Su Lin's body, and looked closely at Su Lin's face that turned purple due to lack of oxygen. He said in a low voice: "I admit, your strength is indeed beyond my expectation.
, you are indeed a genius, but you are too young——!"
"If I give you another thirty years, no, maybe twenty years, you will be able to fight me, but now, you are still too weak, as weak as a child!"
His voice was very slow, his arms were getting harder and harder, and Sulin's consciousness was getting blurry.
He did not directly break Su Lin's neck, because he felt that it would be too cheap for Su Lin to provoke him countless times, so he just pinched his neck, trying to kill Su Lin slowly and suffocate him to death.
.
Seeing this scene, He Ba showed an expression of relief on his face.
Dead, Sulin is finally going to die.
The two brothers Cao Qingcheng and Cao Qinglin looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
Obviously, the true strength of this gray-robed old man was beyond their imagination.
Now that they thought about it, Su Lin could not withstand the attack of the gray-robed old man. Even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be able to withstand the attack.
Seeing this scene, Xia Keren was very anxious. It was impossible for her to watch Su Lin being killed by the gray-robed old man in front of her.
While running, three utility knives appeared on each of her hands.
"Shuashuashua——!" "Shuashuashua——!"
Each of the six utility knives struck the gray-robed old man's back in the shape of "pin". The blade was wrapped in energy and looked extremely sharp.
The old man in gray robe did not look back, but his free arm shook slightly, and the six utility knives suddenly fell to the ground like a deflated rubber ball.
"Ding ding ding ding——!" There was a series of crisp sounds.
"Do you know what you are doing?" The old man in gray robe stared at Xia Keren with his dead eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"Let him go, he didn't do anything wrong. If you think he has offended you, I can wait for him to apologize to you." Xia Keren said.
"It's useless!" The old man in gray robe refused directly, "I don't like having such an enemy that I can't kill!"
"Amitabha, it seems that you are afraid——!"
At this moment, a clear and peaceful voice came from not far away.
Everyone was startled when they heard the sound, and they all followed the sound. As a result, not even a ghost figure was seen, let alone a human figure.
Of course, these are ordinary people.
This gray-robed old man was no ordinary person. His eyes had been locked on Su Lin, but now he had to look away.
Because he didn't know when, two people stood in front of him, one was a monk, one was fat and the other was thin, they appeared like gods.
The monk has a kind face and kind eyes, and the Taoist priest is like a magic stick.
The thin Taoist priest first made a Taoist call, then looked at the dying Su Lin in the hands of the gray-robed old man, who was taking in a lot of air but had little out of it, and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, why should we adults get involved in the conflicts between children?
Compared with him, how old are you? Mr. Xie, what you overseas monks have really done is a bit too much in this matter. You must be merciful and merciful, and give Su Lin to us."
The old man in gray robe stared at the monk in front of him with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Stinky Taoist priest, this has nothing to do with you. I can give you this face for other things, but I can't give it to you for this kid. He has offended today.
I, I said, he must die."
"Xie Lao, do you know what you are doing? We Chinese cultivators have an agreement with you overseas casual cultivators. Masters in the earthly immortal realm cannot take action casually, especially against juniors. Why do you want to cause trouble between Chinese cultivators and overseas cultivators?
A war between loose cultivators?" The fat monk said angrily. He was very fond of Su Lin and basically trained him as his successor. How could he watch Su Lin die in Xie Lao's house like this?