The System Is Too Pampering, And Rewards Are Given In Various Ways.

"Tough luck!"

"I didn't expect to meet such a pervert!"

The Ruthless Sword Saint looked at the black-clothed Martial Emperor who was catching up behind him, and his frosty face could not help but be gloomy to the point of dripping water.

And looking at the black-clothed Martial Emperor who was gradually approaching, she held the long sword tightly in her hand and raised her hand to slash out several cold sword auras! !

Boom, boom, boom! !

The sword energy was smashed out like an iceberg, extremely tyrannical!

Under Martial Saint, almost no one can stop him.

But it's a pity.

The man in front of me is a Martial Emperor!

The other party raised his hand gently and easily deflected the sword energy away.

Not only that, the aftermath of the sweep fell on the Jueqing Sword Saint, knocking her away directly. A touch of paleness suddenly appeared on her beautiful face, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, which looked particularly dazzling on the cold and pale face.

When the black-clothed Martial Emperor saw the other party's appearance, he became even more excited.

"That's right, that's right."

"That's what it looks like. It's so beautiful."

"Your ancestors never looked like this back then. I didn't expect to see it in you today. It's really good..."

The Black-clothed Martial Emperor looked at the Ruthless Sword Saint with a look of infatuation on his face.

There was even more possessiveness in his eyes.

The Heartless Sword Saint felt a chill in her heart, and she swore that even if she committed suicide, she would not let the beast in front of her bully her!

But the black-clothed Martial Emperor seemed to have guessed her thoughts and smiled: "Do you want to commit suicide? It's useless. Even if you commit suicide, I will still not let go of your body. Not only that, after I use it , they will also find a city to hang your body, and hang it at the door for everyone to watch."

"Hahaha, I don't want you to die in peace!"

The Cruel Sword Saint held the knife tightly and said angrily: "Beast!!"

"Go ahead and scold me. You probably won't have the energy to scold me after a while."

The black-clothed Martial Emperor smiled slightly.

Then he reached out and grabbed the other person.

The ruthless sword sage naturally would not sit still and wait for death. Although he knew that he was no match, he still used all his strength to wave the long sword in his hand.

The cold blade cut out a blade of wind, sending frost and snow flying, freezing the surrounding area!

But the cold air surged out, but it couldn't hurt the black-clothed Martial Emperor at all.

He even grabbed the knife in the hand of the ruthless Martial Saint and smiled contemptuously, "Your knife is much worse than that of your ancestors!"

He squeezed his fingers hard.

Click!

The long knife was crushed into pieces!

The ruthless Sword Saint was knocked back again and hit a mountain wall. She spat out a mouthful of blood. She stared at the black-clothed Martial Emperor and suddenly smiled.

There was mockery and scorn in that smile.

"why are you laughing?"

The black-clothed Martial Emperor frowned.

"You are one of my ancestors. It seems that you were seriously injured by my ancestors. I remember that there were countless people who pursued my ancestors, and one of them used a gun, named Heisha!"

"But unfortunately, my ancestor rejected him!"

"The black devil couldn't love her, so he spread rumors everywhere and slandered my ancestors. Later, he was defeated by my ancestors with a knife and fled in panic. That person must be you. If you can't get the woman you love, you want to destroy her, but instead You are so pathetic when you are defeated so easily and run away like a dog."

The ruthless swordsman said slowly.

And the black-clothed Martial Emperor opposite her, no, the black evil was already furious when he heard this, and roared, "Shut up!!"

He took one step forward, grabbed it with five fingers, grabbed the Ruthless Sword Saint's neck, and lifted it up in the air, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes!

"You succeeded in irritating me!"

"I swear, I will make you taste torture and use all the methods I wanted to use on your ancestors on you!!"

Heisha's five fingers gradually exerted force.

The Ruthless Sword Saint felt out of breath, and when his consciousness gradually blurred, a face with a gentle smile appeared in his mind.

Ah……

I didn't expect that I would think of him at this time.

Pity.

There will never be a chance to see him again in this life.

It would be great if we could meet again.

The ruthless Sword Saint felt desolate in his heart.

Suddenly.

Between heaven and earth, a sword light came from nowhere.

Heisha only felt his arm go cold, and then the ruthless Sword Saint who was strangled by his neck suddenly disappeared.

What disappeared with it was his arm! !

Not far away.

A figure in white was holding the Cruel Sword Saint in one hand, and holding a severed arm in the other hand, throwing it to the ground with a look of disgust.

The Ruthless Sword Saint looked at the person holding him, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he saw that familiar face. He unconsciously reached out and touched that face...

"I am not dreaming, are I?"

"I actually saw you."

The ruthless swordsman whispered softly.

Ling Feng blinked and looked curiously at the ruthless Sword Saint in his arms, "Senior Sword Saint, are you okay? I, Ling Feng, do you still remember me?"

Remember.

Of course I remember.

In this life, she will never forget such a stunning person.

Ling Feng felt a little strange.

There's something wrong with this ruthless swordsman. Why did he touch his face as soon as he came up? Could it be that he was injured and lost his mind?

Well, that's definitely the case.

When Emperor Heisha saw that he had broken his arm, he couldn't help but let out a sharp scream, "My hand, my hand!!"

"Stop yelling, your hands are here."

Ling Feng kicked back the severed hand on the ground to Heisha.

Hei Sha just wanted to reach out and pick it up.

As long as he gets the broken arm and finds a top doctor, with his Martial Emperor's cultivation, he still has a chance to put the broken arm back together!

But this time.

But he saw a sword energy slashing out and landing on the severed arm.

boom!

The severed arm exploded into a ball of blood mist!

Not even the scum is left!

Not to mention reattaching a broken arm!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Heisha screamed, holding a spear in his other hand, the Emperor Wu's cultivation completely exploded, and the spear came out like a dragon, like a black Flood Dragon biting out.

Seeing this, the ruthless swordsman exclaimed, "Be careful!"

"rest assured."

Ling Feng smiled slightly, holding the Cruel Sword Saint in one hand, and pulled out the Seven Star Longyuan with the other hand, thrust out the sword, and the earth shook.

The stunning sword light flashed across like a shooting star.

The dark dragon-like gun light was easily torn apart, and even the gun in Heisha's hand was heard with a clang, and the gun tip was shattered!

The whole person flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off, vomiting blood!

With a girl in my arms, I can kill the Emperor with one sword!

The ruthless sword saint opened his mouth slightly, looking incredulous.

So strong! !

Even though I tried my best, I couldn't hurt Heisha at all...

He was defeated so easily!

"escape!"

The Black Evil Martial Emperor's anger had been replaced by fear, and he did not dare to stay. He turned around and was about to run away, but suddenly a white figure appeared in front of him.

It was Ling Feng.

"What a speed!"

Heisha was startled.

And Ling Feng's palms had grabbed him as fast as lightning, pinched his neck, and lifted him in the air like a chicken.

"Is that what you did to Senior Sword Saint just now? Then I will... repay you a hundredfold!!" Ling Feng said indifferently.

Swallow the Celestial Immortal technique and cast it.

Heisha's cultivation was quickly devoured.

After a while, he completely turned into a cripple, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

The Heartless Sword Saint was in Ling Feng's arms, his heart trembling.

It’s over!

This time, she really couldn't control herself anymore!