Lady Su’s Revenge

“Predecessors, the direction of northward space is healing faster!”

Su Yang has been staring at the broken hollow and carefully observing it.

Su Shi opened his eyes and put away the pocket house in the palm of his hand, but he did not move his body. Instead, he looked north. Suyang two people were slightly confused, but soon they both changed their faces.

I saw a stream of blood flowing quickly from the northern horizon, and it stopped in the blink of an eye.

After the streamer dissipated, a pale, cold-faced youth showed his body shape, and the three sides of Susie were cold and cold across the broken hollow.

Su Yang subconsciously looked at Sumu, sensing the icy breath of the same, and couldn't help but scream at the young man. He said: "Dead wood, when did you have a twin brother?"

Su Mu turned his head and ignored him.

Soon after the atmosphere was quiet, the icy youth finally couldn’t help but utter a fluent Qingshui language.

"People in the Qingshui world, you are crossing the border!"

Su Yang’s two people were shocked when they arrived. Doesn’t it mean that there is no communication between the two circles? How can this person say the words of Qing Shui?

Su Shi did not seem to be surprised. The soft eyes flashed and smiled softly and asked: "Then you talk about it, what is the cross-border?"

Bai Shen heard this statement, and the murderous scene disappeared. Yu Feng was cold: "There are some differences in the two worlds, and you wait for the border..."

His words were not finished, and the long sword in his hands was turned into a golden mang, and he crossed the distance of several dozen feet in the blink of an eye to the top of Su Shi.

"Dead!"

Jin Mang broke out, killing the plane!

The void that was originally shrinking was immediately affected and there was an expanding trend.

The heavy pressure from Jinmang immediately caused Suyang to think of the blood shadow monk, his face changed, his body shape exploded, and his heart rose and worried.

Jin Mang, too rich!

This person is far more powerful than the blood shadow monk. Can Su Kyushu be able to deal with it?

Ding!

A crisp sword sounded through the heavens and the earth, and Su Shi and Bai Shen were at the touch of both hands. Both of them could not control the figure and stepped back a few steps, each stopping.

Gently rubbing his numb arm, Su Shi’s eyes passed over the hustle and bustle.

This is the first time that someone has been inferior to him in power, and he is a tribute to his descendants.

Su Shi was only surprised, but Bai Shen was completely shocked.

Can people in Qingshui be able to cultivate such a body? !

"You want to kill me?"

Su Shi suddenly made a noise, and his tone was dull, but he could not stop the cold.

This woman...

"brush!"

Not waiting for him to react, the space swelled, and Su Shi’s figure disappeared instantly.

"I want to suffer!"

The white sinking hole suddenly shrank, and suddenly retreated.

The flying sword, which can be wrapped in black light, but smashed the void all the way, shot from behind without warning, and the cold voice echoed in his ear.

"I don't want to let anyone who wants me to die."

Su Yang excitedly grabbed Su Mu's arm, and his eyes were shining. "Dead wood, let's really hold the thigh!! That sword does not show a sword, but it is definitely no worse than any Yuan Ying later!"

Su Mu reluctantly wants to open Suyang's hand, but he can't open it. He can only follow him. There is also a temperature in the cold scorpion.

Perhaps, this road he changed the right...

The cold edge is going to pierce the atrium, and the dead end is fixed!

The white and the eyes are dimmed in an instant, the master...

"Your, my mercy!"

At this moment, the strange voice sounded in a strange voice.

An unknown force suddenly penetrated the void, hitting directly on Su Shijian, and deflected the direction, slanting into the white and the internal organs, but did not hurt the heart.

Su Shi’s eyes were cold and cold, and the palms of the palms were like a butterfly. Several seals fell into the flying sword. The flying sword trembled fiercely, passing through the white sinking body, exploding a fist-sized hollow, and then stabbing backwards. The smashed void.

"Proud sword, first style, collapse!"

Su Yang’s dazzling look is also a shocking thing. “Su Jiuzhou has finally moved to the real thing? What is the sword? It’s a complicated complex, oh...”

He scratched his head and was ashamed for the lack of his own knowledge for the first time. He wanted to see the origins of Su Kyushu. It was not that simple.

"Retire!"

Su Mu suddenly said nothing, and picked up Su Yang and ran away, followed by the deafening roar of the world!

"Boom!"

The darkness of the darkness of the darkness was blown up by a big hole that was high with the sky. The cracks in the gloomy sky spread rapidly, and the burly middle-aged people who came came suddenly changed their faces and screamed:

"Hello! Stop! Do you want the Qingshui monks in this world to die?"

Su Shi no expression, continue to sword, "death is dead, what to do with me?"

"...you! Unreasonable trouble, you have a seven-product channel, does the Qingshui world want to unilaterally tear up the agreement?"

Su Shi was indifferent and did not seem to hear it at all.

The middle-aged man was angry and saw that the crack in the sky was getting bigger and bigger. He was very wrong in his heart, but he had to soften his voice: "You are angry, white is not intended to be an enemy of you, you want to know what is going beyond the border, I tell you It is."

The voice just fell, Su Shi’s action in the hand, and the sword was set in the blink of an eye. The cloud was light and windy, as if nothing had happened.

Then, the middle-aged man saw that Su Shi’s cold face suddenly softened and smiled and said: “That’s a thank you.”

Su Shi’s change in this moment is not only that the middle-aged people have not responded, but even Suyang’s two eyes are worried.

The burly middle-aged man looked at the faceless girl and the smiling girl with a smile. Standing in the broken void, it was unharmed. The heart that had been calm for many years was actually a bit cold.

A moment later, Su Shi and the three middle-aged people entered the camp.

The monks in the camp saw the **** and faint white sinking in the hands of the burly middle-aged people, and they all came up. Many people looked at the Su Shi three people, and their hatred was in the eyes.

"What are you doing? Don't take him for healing!"

The burly middle-aged man screamed and shouted, dispelling the crowd, fearing that he would not be pleased again and there would be a big fight.

The monks hated to look at Su Shi, because of the majesty of the middle-aged people, or obediently left Bai Shen.

In the main account, Su Shi and the burly were seated in the middle age, Su Yang and Su Mu were sitting next to each other, and the look was slightly tight.

Not everyone is like Su Shi, and deep into the enemy camp can still be self-conscious.

They... no such enthusiasm.

"White sink, not my disciple."

The burly middle-aged man took a deep breath and stared at Su Shi Shen Sheng: "His master, died in the hands of your Qingshui people.

You and I are both dead enemies. I don’t want you to understand these things. I only hope that you will be calm enough. If this world is broken, it will not be a good thing for you and me. You should know. . ”

"I do not know."

Su Shi interrupted, and the smile was clear and gentle, but the burly middle-aged people felt cold. "So, the so-called cross-border... What is it?"

"You do not know?"

The burly middle-aged man’s eyes are awkward and his tone is high: “Impossible!”

"There is nothing impossible."

Su Shi’s hands are playing with flying swords, and the tone is quiet. “The holy sages in Qingshui... most of them hate me from being open. Do you think they will reveal the secret to me?”

The burly middle-aged man changed his face. Although he did not speak, he could not stop suspicion.

Is it a hatred with the majority of the Holy Family? Lost you can tell.

Even Su Yang and the two felt that Su Shi was setting his words, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Su Shi smiled helplessly and casually said: "Well, it seems that I have no reason to speak. The huge vortex outside the camp... If I destroy it, should this world be completely destroyed?"

As soon as this was said, the burly middle-aged man suddenly changed his color and took a deep breath. He said: "You are not safe. For these levels, the two-party agreement is not a secret. I said that it is with you. ""

"After the millennium, the two borders opened. We have a battle with your Qingshui world for a hundred years, and after the fall of the strong, we finally chose to fight.

At that time, the two sides had already played a real fire and could not stop. Therefore, the two sides of the two sides only came up with a policy of a war agreement, stipulated that they should recuperate and live in battle after a thousand years.

Right now, it’s been less than five years since the battlefield was opened again. ”

Su Shi listened quietly, without the meaning of speaking. Su Yang was unable to hold back and asked: "What is the explanation for this small world?!"

The burly middle-aged man has a cold eye. His "friendship" with Su Shi is only seen in the threat of the other party. What is Su Yang?

However, he also did not allow Su Yang to ask if it was Su Shi’s meaning. He could only suppress his anger and asked: “Don’t you know where the channel came from?

"The Holy Spirit blood disaster!"

Su Mu suddenly sounded, and the color of surprise appeared in the eyes.

The burly middle-aged man sneered, "Yes, it seems that you have already guessed. The conditions for opening the channel are not so-called spatial shocks, but flesh and blood!

No one knows the reason, but the high-level officials in our field have experimented. Only flesh and blood can maintain the stability of the channel. So... we need to keep coming in and die to survive for five years! ”

"what?!"

Su Yang heart and soul shocked, his face was ugly and could not be added.

Even though he had always been swearing at the sacred sects and even threatened to betray, there is still a bit of fantasies in his heart, which is the only place he has had a sense of belonging.

And now... Su Yang licked his face and opened his mouth to talk, but there was nothing to say.

Su Mu has a slap in the face. Since his sister died, he has already died. Now that he hears what the saints have done, he is not only sad, but has a sense of relief and ignorance. "I may not owe them anything... ”

The burly middle-aged man stared at the two people and seemed to enjoy their expressions. He said: "Do you know what is the biggest difference between Qingshui and my red ink world?"

After waiting for Su Shi to answer the words, he smiled and continued: "There is a frankness in our red ink world. All the priests know the ending, but they are generous to death! And you... but a group of people who died and were deceived. The poor worm that fainted!"

Su Shi heard this and finally laughed.