Pursuit of the Truth

In the moment of its flight, the swordsmanship of the world was suddenly swirling. Under the finger of Beiling, the sword was black and white, and whistling to Su Ming.

"This punch is the punishment for hurting my brother!" Su Ming's fist suddenly came into contact with the little sword, roaring and reverberating, shocking and rolling, Beiling spurted blood again, and the body stepped back a few steps. In the pale, he saw that Su Ming stood in the same place without any slight retreat. Instead, his fist was released, very casual, and he grasped the black and white two-colored sword.

"Beiling, your strongest is not a sword, but an arrow! Sword, it is not so useful..." Su Ming grabbed the little sword, and when he shook, his **** knew it and merged with his powerful will. Directly blasted into this little sword, this little sword came out with a fierce sword, like to be rebellious, as if calling his master.

However, the sword did not exceed ten interest, and immediately stopped abruptly. The sword was directly shaken by Su Ming, and it was directly made into a three-footed long. Su Ming took it in his hands and his mind appeared red. In the inheritance of Luo, about the understanding of the sword in the emperor's veins.

This is an alternative method of using swords, but Red Luo does not use swords, so he did not practice. Su Ming tried to use his cyan sword here, but the blue sword could not bear the alternative. Control.

At this moment, holding the sword of the Beiling, Su Ming stepped forward step by step, and immediately approached the Beiling, the sword in his hand waved, and a sword was cut!

Beiling continued to retreat. At this moment, the eyes flashed, and the right hand lifted out a few prints. The left hand slammed into the shadows of those printed, and the mouth was low.

"Printed and burst!"

With the release of his words, as Beiling’s left hand was released, there was a series of roaring loud sounds between him and the coming Su Ming. If there was a tumultuous thunder, it formed a shock and went straight to Su Ming. Roll away.

Su Ming looks calm, at the moment of the impact. He lifted his left hand and slammed it on the sword. Under the bullet, the blade trembled fiercely, and a shrill humming sound was heard. The sound of the humming sound was sharp, and the sound of the sound was against the roaring impact. The emptiness between the two people suddenly collapsed and shattered, forming a virtual hole that absorbs everything.

at the same time. Su Ming bite the tip of the left finger and wipes the sword on the blood when it overflows. Immediately, the blood of this sword suddenly began to be taken by Su Ming. A few dozen feet away, to the north of the tomb of a pumping, this pumping, single-sounding, a red mans above the blade, directly pumped on the Beiling. Suddenly his body was pulled out. When the blood was sprayed, Su Ming shook his head and released the sword in his hand.

There was a slight crack in the blade, Su Ming was from the inheritance of Hong Luo, the sword of the world, there is very little to bear the ultimate shock, and the twitching, even if it is This is the sword of Beiling. There are also cracks.

If you change Su Ming's blue sword, I am afraid that it is only a bomb that is full of strength, which is enough to explode it, not to mention the inheritance of the red Luo. Extremely horrible.

After loosening the sword of Beiling, Su Ming stepped up his right foot and stepped forward toward the front!

This step stepped down, the world shrouded, but saw the clouds above the tumbling, a huge footprint phantom, with an extremely amazing momentum, went straight to Beiling to step.

A loud bang, Su Ming lifted his foot again, and after seven steps, the clouds in the sky tumbling violently, the sound of the bang continued, and the blood was sprayed again in the Beiling. When the body fell backwards, the hair was scattered. It was full of wolverines, and there was no coldness in the look, but it was unbelievable, but shocked.

Su Ming fell in seven steps. He appeared in front of Beiling. His right hand was lifted up on his right arm. The sound of snoring echoed. The body of Beiling was seriously injured. At this moment, his right arm was bloody.

Su Ming did not stop. One finger pointed to the left arm of Beiling. With the crack of his left arm, the blood splashed. At the moment, Beiling had a deep scar on his chest, his arms were blurred, his injury. It seems that it is exactly the same as the tiger.

Su Ming’s right hand was lifted up. When Beiling’s retreat, he grabbed his neck and looked at the person silently. His look was complicated again.

"Su Ming!!" An anxious call came, it was Chen Xin, she was desperate to come, watching Beiling in Su Ming's palm, tears in his eyes.

Beiling also looked at Su Ming, his face showing a smirk.

"Su... Ming..."

Su Ming looked at Beiling. This is the first time he heard the name of Beilingkou after he woke up.

"You still remember me." Su Ming whispered.

"Su Ming, we are not malicious, I don't know if you are here, I... I..." Chen Xin shed tears and looked at Su Ming. Her heart was very stinging. The two men in front of her made her remember. Deep, she can't forget any of them.

"We are different from other people, we... how can we forget you..." Chen Xin looked at Su Ming, she thought she would not encounter Su Ming in this barbarian world so much, she also thought about Su The scene that happened after Ming met, but did not expect that it was such an encounter.

"You, from the fairy... Tell me, Wushan, what?" Su Ming whispered, looking at Beiling, watching Chen Xin.

"Ula is not dead..."

"Does Bai Ling still exist..."

"Lei Chen has been good..."

"Agong comes from... Where?"

"Ye Wang, Yu Chong, Lu Xun, all kinds of Wushan I have encountered, will they also appear in my world..."

"The world of Wushan, in the end... is true, it is fake..." Su Ming murmured.

"You... really want to know?" Answering Su Ming's is not Chen Xin, but Beiling. He looks at Su Ming in a complicated way, husky and difficult opening.

Su Ming was silent. His face showed bitterness and loneliness. He slowly loosened the hand that was holding the neck of Beiling.

"I already know the answer, you... let's go..."

Su Ming turned around and stopped looking at Beiling and Chen Xin. He walked silently toward the ninth peak. Behind him, the look of Beiling was more complicated. Chen Xin, next to him, shed tears and looked at the back of Su Ming. It is pity.

"Su Ming... We are us, we are not us..." Beiling whispered, turned and walked forward, went straight to the boat, Chen Xin looked at Su Ming, closed his eyes, and left, The two set foot on the boat and turned into a long rainbow whistling, gradually drifting away.

Only the sea giants around the sea are still roaring...

"The answer is fake..." Su Ming stood on the ninth peak and whispered openly. The sea breeze blew his hair and covered his eyes.

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Five more sent, 14,000 words, from noon to the present, eight cans of Red Bull, three boxes of smoke all exhausted, who dare to say that I did not fight again?

Who can still say that I am a deposit?

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