Chapter 506 is calculation
In the coming time, the Yanxia Martial Arts World must prepare for the breaking out of the Exile World. Before that, if it can solve a martial arts association, it will solve a martial arts association.

There is no movement in Damei Country for the time being, if they dare to continue to have movement, Su Ming doesn't mind going there.

The old president frowned slightly, and he was not stupid, so he naturally knew what Su Ming was up to. This was a move to draw fire from the bottom of the pot, knowing that he attached great importance to Ono's Pingfu, so he used Ono's Pingfu as a bargaining chip.

But he was still very upset in his heart, and sneered: "You are easy to calculate. We lost, and we are not allowed to step into the hot summer for a hundred years. We won, but you just let go of the person who should have been let go. This account No matter what, you are taking advantage of it."

Su Ming shrugged, "It's up to you what you think, my conditions have already been stated, and it's up to the old president to decide whether to agree or not."

The old president said in a deep voice: "You plan to force my grandson to stay, do you really think we have lost our temper?"

"design?"

Su Ming raised his brows, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Is the old president confused? You are the ones who went to Yanxia to provoke, why do you plan to force it? And in the final analysis, are they too weak? Going to provoke, but not able to come back by yourself, the old president calls this calculation?"

The old president still insisted on his own opinion, "Is it a scheme, you know it well, there is no need to beat around the bush with me here, since you think we are settled, then I will agree to your terms!"

With three wins in five rounds, he might not lose.

Moreover, even if he lost in the end, he did not intend to fulfill the agreement.

A big-headed vice president, if he hadn't been wary of Ono Pingfu's life, how could he have such an equal dialogue with Su Ming? Isn't this self-deprecation?
Su Ming didn't bother to talk nonsense, both sides knew what the other was thinking, and the Saber Association was even more aware of the purpose of waiting for them to come, and they would know after a fight.

The two parties left the side hall and came to the square outside.

This is more direct than Ono Pingfu and others going to Yanxia to compete. At least they had to wait for three days when they went. Su Ming brought people over this time, and before he rested, he was about to fight.

However, this is also in line with Su Ming's wishes, a quick and quick decision, without delay.

"Pingdao, you go straight up."

The old president said.

The young man nodded, took a step forward, and came directly to the middle of the square.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, stopped Xia Ling who was eager to try, and walked up by himself.

After stepping into the peak Wu Zun, he has not fought with anyone. He was not the one who fought against Ono Pingfu and Dao Lian in Yanxia last time. This time he found a rare opportunity, so he must not miss it.

This kind of match of similar strength belongs to the best whetstone.

Ping Dao quietly waited for Su Ming to come up, without saying a word, a light flashed in his hand, and a samurai sword appeared in his hand, and he disappeared from the spot in the next second.

Su Ming was not afraid, raised his hand and slapped it to the left.

The space there was distorted, and the figure of Hirato appeared. The samurai sword in his hand was not as good as the mandrill in Ono Heifu's hand, but it was not ordinary, and it was infinitely close to a magic weapon.

Su Ming didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he simply made a sword finger with his right hand, and pointed out, the green light flashed away, like a ray of sky piercing through time and space.

This Qingyang finger move is one of Su Ming's favorite moves so far. It is not only powerful, but also looks very handsome.

It's not too cool to think of the kind of picture where you can poke someone to death with one finger.

Pingdao's strength is in the Eighth Heaven of Wu Zun, but Su Ming feels that this person should be a little bit stronger than Ono Pingfu, the difference is very small, but you can still feel it when you fight carefully.

After the flat knife missed a hit, it immediately retreated, holding the handle of the knife with its right hand, and then put the blade on the left hand, and swiped it across, bringing up a pool of blood.

In an instant, a strange red light burst out from the long knife, Ping Dao's eyes were also stained with a layer of blood, and he stomped his feet on the ground, as if teleporting, he came to Su Ming in an instant .

Pingdao jumped up high, and the knife fell straight down.

boom!
Terrifying air waves billowed and danced, forming a shock wave and heading in all directions.

The floor of the square also made a sound, cracking every inch.

Su Ming's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't expect this young man to be serious as soon as he came up, as if he was in the posture of exchanging his life for his life.

Su Ming either resisted, or exchanged injuries with Pingdao.

But Su Ming chose the former.

He formed seals with his hands, and within a blink of an eye, a void gate appeared in front of him, a gap in the space, enough for two people to pass side by side.

Hirato Furui Wubo's face didn't change in any way, only his eyes fluctuated, and then he made a movement that even surprised Su Ming.

This man actually rushed directly to the gate of Hades!
(End of this chapter)

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