Pursuit of the Truth

In this battlefield, Su Ming felt his own smallness in repeated killings, but in the same way, he also found a way to strengthen himself in this cruel war.

Will, with the blood of this battlefield, to quench the will of the strong! []

This will, how many catastrophe experiences will not be wiped out, even if the years change, after the sea of ​​sangtian, it is still the flame of invincible, to burn all the things that stop his footsteps between heaven and earth.

"In this war, I will not only live, but also learn from it!" Su Ming’s eyes show rare, and there is not much warfare in him. The war is like a fire, igniting Su Ming at this moment. s life.

He was so fast that he rushed out from the front of the car and Yanbo and went straight to the witch hunter who looked to him from a distance. The mask, the white color, and the crack on the cross made it Su Ming recognized at a glance when he was a person. This person is a person who brings a spear to himself and makes himself almost insane.

"The will, this is a very illusory word, if the character is tough, if a beam of light in life... But it is still illusory after all..." Su Ming holding a small sword in his right hand, this sword is near Zhang, under the spur of Su Ming, where the witches who had been in front of them, while screaming, rushed back.

Because they have noticed that the people who Su Ming wants to fight are the hunting of their witches, and the suffocating suffocating in Su Ming’s body is obviously unusual.

This is a battle for hunting, and most people will not interfere.

The masked man of the Wu nationality, at this moment, staring coldly at Su Ming, in Su Ming’s constant approach, he did not move, but he did not move, but it was like a mountain, even if it was a catastrophe, it would not The illusion of overwhelming it.

"In this war, I must first have a principle of my own. This principle is nothing but illusory, but it is constantly being tempered in this war. Then one day, this principle can be turned into my will!

When that day comes, the will of this principle will be taken away from this battlefield and become the life of me... a lifetime! Su Ming stepped into the air and whispered. The electric light flashed in front of him, forming seven or eight Thunderballs. The Lushan Bell floated in the air and followed the same direction.

There is even a black line in the surrounding area, and there is a scoffing of a beast.

"My principle..." Su Ming's body flashed, less than three hundred feet from the masked man of the Witch. His speed was not all unfolded but still amazing.

"People don't commit me, I don't commit anyone to commit me, I will kill! On the battlefield, whether it is active or passive, but anyone who shoots me, then this person, unless he is killed, otherwise I have to kill!

This is my principle, and it will be turned into my will on one day! Su Ming fiercely looked up. At the moment when the man of the witch mask was less than two hundred feet, his speed suddenly increased and he reached the limit. At this extreme speed, Su Ming’s body seemed to have A meal.

But this one is his afterimage.

It was almost the moment when Su Ming’s speed increased sharply. More than a hundred feet away, this is a witch mask man who looked coldly at Su Ming’s arrival. His eyes under the mask suddenly shrank. He did not hesitate, and immediately after the body After exiting a few steps, his speed was not fast, but every step fell like a shock to the earth. At the same time, he raised his right hand and turned toward the emptiness in front of him.

At the same time as it was swept, the thorns under the mask of the person radiated a glimmer of light, but they saw that his body was the center, and the surrounding octagons were immediately distorted, forming a large piece of ripples that rapidly spread.

In one position on the side of the body, the ripples that spread there suddenly rebounded, and Su Ming’s body stepped out of the moment. The mask man sneered, his body stunned, and his right leg took a turn with the body. Breaking the sound of sharpness, he actually turned around and his legs were like a whip, sweeping toward Su Ming.

The sound of the bang whirls between the two, this is the first time Su Ming, at this extreme speed, was perceived to exist and launched a counterattack.

The one-legged force belonging to the Wu ethnic man first touched the thunder ball in front of Su Ming. During the roaring, he even encountered Su Ming’s blue light sword.

But at the moment when he touched Xiaojian, Su Ming had a flower in front of him. He could not see the drawn leg of the witch man in the vagueness. What appeared in front of his eyes was the tail of a fierce beast.

Can't tell which is the tail of a beast, even though it is clear that this is illusory, it is the magical power of the witch, but the huge force it has uploaded is to immediately draw the sword of the blue light. It was under a meal and was drawn on Su Ming’s body.

Su Ming only felt like being bombarded in the body by a mountain. He spurted a blood, and immediately rewinded his body. He quits nearly a hundred feet and landed. He then quit a few steps. Another time it overflowed with blood.

The Wu ethnic man stared at Su Ming coldly, and the body stepped forward. A powerful suffocating smothered out of his body. This suffocating moment turned into a substance in the evening. Formed a large piece of sinister meaning, while covering the surrounding, but also in this witch man's body rest, vaguely seems to have appeared in countless souls.

Those who are sorrowful, most of them are barbarians. They are mostly broken and sorrowful. Even in this, Su Ming also saw five barbarian hunters with masks.

Su Ming’s understanding of the witches is not much, but it is not rare. On several occasions, especially in the psychic media, he has seen it many times. At this moment, he can recognize it at a glance. The souls of the Wu people’s bodies are not the same as the spiritual media.

These souls are trapped by his man's eternal eternal life, surrounded by his body, unable to leave, can only mourn in the endless years, until the man died, they can leave.

"Witch!" Su Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His body also had a sharp pain at the moment. Only then did the Wu’s man’s leg force let Su Ming feel a terrible physical force in the other side. .

This kind of power, this kind of suffocation, this kind of grievance method that is not a psychic, in the witches, only those who practice the realm of witchcraft can only be possessed after reaching a certain level.

The witch man stepped in and took four steps to come to Su Ming’s face. He with a mask could only see the indifference of his eyes and could not see his face. In the near moment, this The Wu ethnic man raised his fist and shook his fist in the most direct way to Su Ming.

This is not the first time Su Ming has encountered a war witch. In this battlefield, the witches of the Wu people are the most, and Su Ming has also killed a lot, but this is his first time, encountering the strong in the war witch. By!

This is the most common type of witch in the witch class, and it seems that the ordinary witches have made Su Ming feel a great oppression, especially the bombardment of this boxing. The man, the avatar became a huge beast, and the whole body of the beast was struck towards him.

Su Ming did not retreat. He had just set his own principle. He had to temper this principle into a will. If he could not defeat this man, then he would not say that he wanted to temper his will, and he was afraid that even he would live. Difficult to do it on this battlefield.

It was almost the moment when the witch mask man slammed into a fist. Su Ming’s body immediately turned out the armor, but the moment when the **** appeared in the armor was immediately forced by a strong oppression from the witch man. The collapse of life, it seems that under this oppression, it is difficult to exist!

"In front of me, the blood in your body is so even that the gods of your barbarian will not dare to condense. You...what is the god." This is the witch man, the first time he opened his mouth. At the moment of his opening, his fist fell in front of Su Ming, and under the shock of the air, Su Ming’s body retreated.

However, although he retreated, he did not fight back. The reason why the witch man was scattered in the air was not directly on Su Ming’s body. It was because of this Su Ming’s counterattack that the witch man came from this. Over the top of the head, the roaring mountain clock!

The bell whistling and went straight to the witch man. The witch man suddenly looked up and his body did not hide. The whole man rose up and went straight to the mountain bell and banged it out.

The sound of the roaring echoed, and Lushan Zhong actually rolled down under the fist, but there was no damage. As for the witch man, his body was turned to the earth by the rebounding force, and there was blood overflowing under the mask.

Su Ming stepped back to the middle of the head and looked up. The body suddenly rushed toward the witch man. The thunderbolt whispered in front of him. The sword light galloped, but the moment the thunder ball and the sword light approached the body of the witch man who fell to the ground. The witch man opened his mouth and made a loud noise.

Its snoring sounds a strange power. This power, such as the fierce beast roar, is like a kind of oppression at the level of life. If a mortal encounters a tiger, when the tiger is screaming, the legs will be soft, such as When a child encounters a wolf dog, he feels afraid in the bark.

Sound, especially the sound of a beast, can often be controlled by this kind of shock that you don't want to control.

This came from the snoring of the witch man, so that Su Ming’s mind was shaken, his gods were scattered, and the little swords were suddenly dark, and even those thunderballs were rapidly shrinking.

This is the witchcraft witchcraft, and its unique practice mode shows the witchcraft belonging to the powerful war witch!

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