Pursuit of the Truth

The second wind from the cold 348 chapter hunting mask

Su Ming, who has stood up again from the ground, has long hair fluttering, and there are blood stains in the hair. As the dance, there are so many drops blown by the wind. ("")

"The narrow road meets... The brave wins!" Su Ming murmured, his eyes flashed, looking at the Wu ethnic man who walked a hundred feet away, Su Ming took a deep breath of breath on the battlefield, his whole person stunned As if there was an unspeakable transformation, the body rushed forward and went straight to the witch man, with a murderous murder and never retreat, whistling closer.

The face of the witch man’s mask was sneer, and there was a hint of contempt in the indifference. He looked down on the barbarian. The other party only knew that he was dodging. He only knew to protect himself. Such a person, in his opinion, did not deserve it. warrior.

Even at the moment, Su Ming’s arrival made him feel a little different, but he still scorned as always.

The distance between the two people is constantly being narrowed. In the twinkling of an eye, there are only less than 30 feet. On the way, the other Wuyi people who fought in the war have avoided. This is a large-scale battlefield. Somewhere, but the killing of Su Ming and the witch mask men in this corner is the battle of the higher standard in the battlefield, countless witches and barbarians.

This is the battle of hunting!

If the witch man wins, then the barbarian who is hunting will have one more person. If Su Mingsheng, he will end the hunting of the witch man and replace it with a barbarian hunting!

This kind of slaughter has caused the attention of all the witches and the two ethnic groups in a small area in this four weeks. It is also a hunter of some witches and two races in the distance.

Although both Su Mingsheng and the Witch men won, they did not play a role in this war, but for Su Ming, here is his war!

He wants to be here, to overcome his own fears, to overcome his own mind, from here to let himself carry out a brilliant transformation, and to refine the will to become a strong!

"This war, I must win, I must win!" Su Ming’s eyes are firm, he is not self-defeating, but in fact his combat power is basically the same as that of the witch’s man. It was the man’s bizarre witchcraft, and Su Ming would never be so embarrassed. Church

At this moment, he found a way to fight against that strange sound. This method is... the brave wins!

"Kill!!" Su Ming screamed, his body leaping, flew out of the earth, and went straight to the coming Wu ethnic men, the two arrows in the air, like two arrows I touched it together.

A loud bang, Su Ming's body trembled, and after a few steps back, there was blood in his mouth, but he did not hesitate and hesitate, and rushed out again, and the Wu people again bombarded together.

Booming!

In a short period of interest, the two men have bombarded each other more than ten times. The scorn of the witch man’s look is no longer, but he has become dignified. He has already seen the difference of Su Ming. At this moment, Su Ming is not the same as Fang Cai. He no longer hides, no longer tries to use magical powers, no longer resists and protects himself.

At the moment, Su Ming, there is a courage in his body that makes the witch man feel scared. This feeling is like he is not a flesh and blood body, but a mountain!

A giant mountain standing on the earth, will not collapse and destroy in the world!

This is not to say that after Su Ming stood up again, he was strong in repairing and being with the flesh, but his eyes at the moment, his actions, his footsteps and his expression, all of which became an imposing manner. The origin of the momentum is Su Ming's invisible will.

It seems that there is such a force that supports him, so that he no longer chooses to retreat, so that he would rather die from death to battle, and will never retreat half a step. This will is the momentum that can be perceived by people. Especially the witch man who fought with him was a clearer feeling.

"What is brave, Su Ming, answer me." Su Ming slammed into the box, and in his decisiveness and tenacity, his memory returned to a certain piece of Wushan.

"Brave is not afraid when encountering a beast!" Su Ming was still a small Rasu, and he answered with a tender voice. ""

"This is a brave one, but Ah Gong tells you that true bravery is when you face a strong person, when you can't retreat, you will rush out and will fight for a fight!

Similarly, when you face ten strong, you are still the same, you face a hundred or even more powerful, you will still be like this! Imagine, Su Ming, if one day the old man is old, can't move, you want to protect me, you stand in front of me, but in front of you, there are countless powerful enemies...

Close your eyes and think about this feeling. If your choice is to stay, then you will know, what is called... brave, this is what I think, brave! ”

"I will die..."

"Leave, maybe, maybe not, but if you leave, the same may or may not."

"Then I will choose to stay!"

"Brave is an imposing manner. This is not an impulse to slam, but a kind of momentum that makes the enemy's mind disintegrate because of your tenacity.

Being brave is a means of making an enemy. It is also the quality you have to walk into the world and become a talented man! Su Ming, remember Ah Gong and what you said... Maybe one day, you will really understand. ”

Su Ming’s fist was smashed with the right fist of the witch man, and the pain was pervasive. Even if the bones were to be broken, Su Ming’s face could not see the slightest retreat, but rushed out. The same as the Wu people who did not retreat, they fought again.

The more the Wu ethnic man became more shocked, the more he was shocked. According to his previous judgment, under such a smother, he has done his best. The other party should be like many people he met. First of all, the collapse of the mind, then spread the body, Under his crazy attack, all of his body and mind have retired.

Once this is the case, then he will win this battle!

This is the experience of being a powerful war witch, going forward! Defeat the fear of the heart, crush the will of the enemy, destroy the mind of the blocker, let the enemy of the witch, in the collapse of the mind, head toward Su Ming!

"Brave, not impulsive!" Su Ming murmured, the whole body slammed, and learned the movement of the witch man, swept one leg and went straight to the witch man, this witch The man swayed as well and struck with one leg.

The sound of the bang was terrifying, and this fierce battle attracted the attention of almost everyone in this small battlefield around the huge battlefield.

Whether they are witches or barbarians, they all saw the blood spurted by Su Ming and the mask man. The difference is that a blood is in front of the city, and one is blood flowing down the edge of the mask.

Su Ming's body fell under the impact of the impact, while the body trembled, the witch man for the first time, stepped back a few steps, looking at Su Ming's gaze, showing shock.

Su Ming, or that Su Ming, his cultivation is still the same, his strength is still the same, his only difference is that he has a tough momentum at the moment.

He wants to win, he must win!

No need to speak out, from Su Ming’s firm gaze, from his momentum, from his moment and rushing out again, anyone who looks at him can clearly feel the meaning of Su Ming’s war. With his determination to win!

"War!" Su Ming calmly opened his mouth, but his voice was not loud, but he said it at the moment of his words, but at the moment when this war word came out, Su Ming turned out to be a great beast, this beast It’s just like a big breath, and it’s amazing.

The witch man slammed his teeth, his eyes were **** red, and he rushed out with a low slam. In the moment of Su Ming, his **** eyes flashed and gave a roar.

This roaring is precisely the singularity of the witches who made Su Ming tremble several times and the uncontrollable fear of the heart and the gods.

It was almost the moment when the buzz came out. Su Ming’s mind also fluctuated, but this time, while there was a strong fear in the heart that could not be controlled, his body did not retreat, his fist raised. There was no pause at all. His whole person, such as a sharp arrow that pierced the fear, was at the same time as the Wuhan Dahan displayed this snoring, and stepped in front of him, using the action to carry out a powerful counterattack.

That is a punch of Su Ming, a punch, a punch! ! !

He didn't know how many punches he made, and the sound of the banging echoed. The witch mask man was first repulsed by Su Ming, stepping back, stepping back, in this constant retreat, his will, his self-confidence, he came from The firmness of the witches, the weakness of the times, the collapse of the times.

In his eyes, Su Ming has become a real mountain, a mountain that cannot be crossed and cannot be destroyed!

"When you overcome the fear, when you taste brave, what do you feel... I hope that at that time, Ah Gong can still be by your side, listening to your feelings." Su Ming appeared in front of the eyes of the Agong and He Smile.

Under the strange snoring, he slammed a punch, Su Ming, found the feeling that Ah Gong said, that is a kind of...

"The victory over his own feelings." Su Ming closed his eyes, and opened his arms when he opened his arms, no longer chasing the witch man, but the scattered room of the gods, the little sword of Qingguang roared out, Lei The ball condensed in a large amount, filled the surrounding area, and even the 邯山钟 illusion, went straight to the witch man.

The moment when all these magical powers appeared, they fell to the mask with a large amount of blood, and their eyes were scattered, with a trace of unbelievable witch men.

Su Ming was even more swaying, and then rushed out, a roar of sound screaming in the sky, shaking the earth nearby to tremble, after a while, making this small range of battlefields, almost all of the warring people are one of the pictures , appeared in their respective eyes.

In that picture, Su Ming’s hand was lifted up. In his hand, there was a human head with blood. In the picture, Su Ming slowly took off the mask of the skull...

White, with a crack in the cross... the mask of hunting! !

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