Pursuit of the Truth

The second wind from the cold 347 chapter brave!

Just when Su Ming’s Thunderball and Qingguang Xiaojian were screamed by the witch mask man, and the witchcraft with its unique witchcraft was cut, the witch man finally slowed down. The mountain bell fights against the blood in the body. ("7*"

At this moment, his body slammed forward and touched the thunderball. The thunderballs smashed and touched the blue-light sword. This faint little sword was immediately hit and flew. The witch man was completely transformed. A gust of wind went straight to Su Ming, and in the immediate moment, he made another fist and punched it out.

Su Ming immediately retreated, and under his speed, he avoided the punch of the coming. On the side of the big man, his right hand was lifted, and the three fingers turned to the sky and made a sharp stroke.

斩三煞!

Since Su Ming came to Nanchen Earth, he has never used the technique of Wushan. He was on this battlefield for the first time. With the difference of cultivation, the power of this 斩三也different.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were three glimpses, but they saw the shackles of the shackles that were shackled by the body of the great man, and they dissipated most of them under the savage shackles. At the same time, the Witch’s body was shocked, but it was hard. Hold on, turned to the right arm for a round, screaming and screaming, and went straight to Su Ming.

Su Ming's body retreats again, and after avoiding it with its ultimate speed, it appears in the other direction, biting the tip of the tongue and squirting a blood, which suddenly burns after being ejected, turning into a sea of ​​fire to cover the man.

But in the moment of the sea of ​​fire, in the fire sea, there is a huge fist violently stretched out and went straight to the chest of Su Ming.

Su Ming once again unfolded the ultimate speed, which was avoided.

"I would like to see how many times you can use this speed!" The Wu people of Huohai sneered, turned to a fierce rotation, set off a gust of wind, and immediately blow out the flame outside the body, toward the step of Su Ming Step by step. ("7*"

This witch man has not many magical powers, but his body is too strong, so that Su Ming must be dodged, or he will be difficult to bear once he is bombarded in the body.

After retreating, Lushan Zhong once again slammed into the Wu ethnic man in the air. The eyes of the witch man’s mask showed a hint of madness. After knowing the power of the mountain clock, he still did not hide. Not flashing, in the process of going to Su Ming, the mountain clock crashed down and fell directly on him.

In the roaring room, the body of this big man was just a meal, and he raised his foot and continued to walk.

Su Ming's look changed, and the mountain clock was lifted again in the mind control, but at this moment, the witch man suddenly gave up the beast full of strange power.

Under this snoring, Su Ming’s heart suddenly trembled, and the uncontrollable fluctuations caused the trend of the mountain’s bells to slow down. At the same time, the Wu ethnic man stepped forward in front of Su Ming’s fist. .

"Damn!!" Su Ming can not control his own mind, the sound of the beast is too strange, such as the pressure of life form, if a roar between natural enemies, you can let any party, the heart is shocked.

The punch of this boxing, Su Ming body is about to start its speed to avoid, but the witch man is a speed increase, after a fist falls, not falling in front of Su Ming, but the other side .

However, after the fall of this boxing, it was a lot of ripples and distortions in the void, which made Su Ming’s retreat speed suddenly slow. At the same time, the Wu men took the opportunity to quickly rush, near Su Ming. The moment, in the moment when Su Ming could not come and dodge, even Su Ming could hear the smirk of the witch man, but he saw that the man did not use his fists and legs, but used his head, near Su Ming, fiercely. One of them hit Su Ming's forehead.

With a bang, Su Ming’s eyes were in chaos, and a feeling of nausea and vomiting suddenly came, and his mind roared. When his body fell and retreated, the face of the witch man’s mask licked his mouth and his body. One step rushed, this time, his eyes have a murderous, right hand into a claw, went straight to Su Ming chest to grab. ""

He wants to grab the heart of Su Ming directly!

Su Ming had blood on his forehead, and the blood flowed in his eyes. It seemed that the world had become red. He could not see the attack of the witch man, but he could feel a murderous rush.

At the critical juncture, Su Ming whispered, and the mountain clock immediately shrank down to him. After the moment approached, he merged into the body. At the moment when the witch man came, the smashing of the mountain was fierce. Guardian.

There was a loud bang, and there was a ringing of the bells. Su Ming’s body slammed back, and the body passed the bells and sorrows, but he did not wait for how far he left. The witch man came again, punching and punching. A punch continued to bang.

"Only knowing the domineering and the protected barbarians, you are not worthy of being a warrior in this battlefield." The witch man’s voice came out, his eyes showing contempt, under the continuous banging fist, although he could not hurt Su Ming’s Externally, it can be reverberated in the ringing of the bell. In addition, the chaos caused by the impact of Su Ming’s head before it caused Su Ming’s mouth to constantly overflow the blood.

After the witch man blasted a few punches, his body slammed, and a fierce spin, kicked to the Lushan Bell. At the same time, if one kicked, the tail of a beast was pulled out and fell on Lushan. After the clock, a loud roar was heard that went far beyond the previous one.

In this roar, Su Ming spurted a large blood in the bell of the mountain, and his body was rewinded, and he flew directly hundreds of feet, and the slamming fell on the earth.

At the time of landing, the mountain bell retracted into the body of Su Ming, making Su Ming at the moment no longer guardian, except... the black bracelet on his wrist.

The master gave the female slave. Su Ming always stopped the appearance of the witch man. Once the female slave appeared, it was not too difficult to kill the witch man. This is even killing. Ming got the mask, and it didn't belong to him completely.

Such a mask, even if he became a hunter, then unless he relies on others forever, if there is no female slave, waiting for Su Ming, there is still no weakness of being tempered.

The master gave this bracelet, but only to protect Su Ming’s life in times of crisis, instead of letting Su Ming rely on this thing, this point, Su Ming understands.

Su Ming’s mouth is bloody, his eyes are a bit sloppy, and his injury is actually not very heavy. After all, he is in the Lushan Bell, just numb.

His real degeneration is the mind, the kind of tremor of his own heart under the scream of the other party, which Su Ming can't control. He never thought that he was... so fragile.

"Is it scared..." Su Ming appeared blurred in front of him. He couldn't see the hundreds of feet of the witch man step by step. He couldn't see the black bracelet on his wrist. It was turned into tobacco. A spurt out.

"But what I am afraid of..." Su Ming had a bitter face on his face. This war made him feel like a sudden and grew a lot.

"Yes, I am afraid of death... I am afraid that I can't find a home after death. I am afraid that all the mysteries will be dissipated after death. I am afraid of death... I will not open my eyes."

Su Ming's eyes are getting more and more blurred. His consciousness has begun to dissipate. His mind has been suppressed by the singularity of the beast, which is unwilling, but he is difficult to control.

"How...do..." Su Ming muttered, and he slammed, all the sounds in his ears disappeared, and the picture in his eyes was the sky of the rolling green fog.

Vaguely, the green fog disappeared. Instead, it was a snowy night, in a quiet stockade, in a house with a candle.

A public holding a large piece of bamboo slips, sitting on his side, his hands on his chin.

"Our ancestors of the Wushan Ministry were not all smooth, but after a lot of hardships, they formed the vast Wushan tribe. Not to mention the division of the Wushan Ministry, only the ancestors of Wushan.

He has honed his life and left a lot of legends. He was engraved on the bamboo slips by his descendants and encouraged his sons and grandchildren. These are all things you need to remember. Now I will test you, and Wushan’s ancestors came to Wushan alone. Who is going to fight? ”

"I have encountered this mountain spirit beast, the ancestors wanted to build a tribe here, but they were not allowed, so they went to war." Su Ming yelled at his chin and made a sigh of relief, lazily said.

"Go on." Agong smiled slightly.

"There is nothing to say, that is, encountering a big beast, fighting at halfway up the mountain, the big beast seems to be very powerful, the breath of the spit can make people feel involuntarily afraid, on the first-line cliff on the mountainside, the ancestors A hard battle with this beast and finally won."

"Oh? What do you see from this rumor?" Ah Gong said with a smile.

"The narrow road meets the brave, the grandfather, this you have said several times before, I know, know."

"Well, I know when you know, maybe one day in the future, you can really understand the meaning of this sentence and understand the ancestors' mood at that time..."

Lying outside the city of Tianzhu, Su Ming on the battlefield of the Witch Earth, he seems to have returned to the snowy night many years ago. His ears echoed the scene at that time, and the brave people in the narrow road won the battle. At the moment when the words echoed, Su Ming’s body trembled fiercely.

His distracted eyes suddenly had a glimmer of light.

"The narrow road meets... The brave wins!!" Su Ming murmured, the sound of the battlefield that he could not hear in his ear, suddenly clear, more than a hundred feet, the witch mask man is striding Come, the suffocating suffocation of the whole body formed a strong pressure, so that all the people in front of him, whether barbarians or witches, all retreat.

Su Ming's bracelet on the wrist of the cut, is about to spurt away, but was immediately pressed by Su Ming's left hand.

"I, come by myself!" Su Ming looks calm, from the ground, stand up!

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