Infinite martial arts new world
Chapter 75 Thank you!You're welcome!
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Su Yang can be sure that no matter whether this sword is a green steel sword or an ancient blue mountain sword, no matter who held it before, it will definitely appear at this position at this time and start to grow longer.
Even if the sky is struck by lightning and the river hangs upside down, this cannot be changed.
No matter how quick the shot is, it will always stir up wind, no matter how weak the blue light is, it will always be reflected in this dim cave.
Therefore, from the top of the sword, a wisp of almost transparent sword energy slowly stretched out, approaching Di Qinglin's back little by little.
Di Qinglin is indulging in the future world of killing. He has been seriously injured, and at least half of his six points of defense have been lost. Can he still guard against this silent stabbing from behind?
It seems unstoppable.
But everyone ignores one problem.
Even Su Yang didn't think of it, this is so detailed, it's hard for people who haven't experienced it to think of it!
The speed of the sword energy is very slow, and it will not be fatal the moment it touches the human body. It can only kill people after it suddenly accelerates after touching the human body and pierces the body.
But once it touches the body, it will definitely cause pain, like a needle prick.
The moment the sword qi hit the back of Di Qinglin's heart, Di Qinglin's complexion changed drastically, his body remained still, but suddenly moved two feet to one side.
A beam of sword energy penetrated from his left shoulder, and as he moved horizontally, the sword energy also swept across his body. Di Qinglin screamed, and his left arm fell to the ground.
At the same time, there was a muffled bang, and the "dead man" made a cracking sound, and unexpectedly split open from it, and a person came out from it, it was Lan Yichen, the god-eyed sword.
Lan Yichen swept his sword horizontally.
In his hands, whether it is the ancient blue mountain sword or the blue steel sword, they are all divine swords!
The sword energy on the green steel sword soared, and it slashed Di Qinglin's neck.
The thin knife in Di Qinglin's hand had reached before his neck at some point, and a reddish saber aura gushed out from the knife.
The thin knife and the long sword touched each other, and they both flew out. The green steel sword remained strong, and plunged into the back of Wan Junwu's corpse with a puff, until it reached the handle. The thin knife flew horizontally, skipping the corpse of a singer Immediately, a thin line appeared on the neck of the corpse, and the head, whose muscles were preserved with lime and secret methods, rolled down to the ground along the knife marks.
"court death!"
Di Qinglin was furious, and he had already struck out his right palm, hitting Lan Yichen's chest heavily.
Palms intersected, Di Qinglin took three steps back, and Lan Yichen flew out backwards, bumping into a row of corpses along the way.
After he fell to the ground, he vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, his face pale gold.
"Young people are awesome." Lan Yichen smiled bitterly from a distance, "The sword is like lightning, and the inner strength is the most powerful in the world. Xiao Su, I'm afraid we have miscalculated this time."
"Not necessarily." Su Yang asked loudly: "Which of you two can get up?"
What's the use of getting up?Although Di Qinglin was seriously injured and his arm was broken, or he also suffered great internal injuries, he couldn't even kill three people who could only get up.
Get up and give him to kill?
But at this time Di Qinglin actually did an incredible thing.
He didn't kill people, nor did he pick up his thin knife, but stood there, staring blankly at the corpse damaged in the fight just now, his face was full of tension and heartache, like a child who saw his last A beloved toy was trampled to pieces.
He rushed behind Wan Junwu's body, pulled out the sword on his back, and muttered: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's okay, just pull it out."
Kneeling on the ground again, he held up the beauty's head cut off by the thin knife with one arm, and frantically tried to reattach the head to his neck.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will help you pick it up."
He tried several times in a row, and finally put the head crookedly on his neck, turned around and staggered to the corpse that Lan Yichen had bumped into, squatted down and struggled to lift the corpse up again.
He had only one arm left, and he managed to lift up a corpse with great difficulty, and hugged it in his arms with difficulty. One of them failed to stand still, and the corpse fell to the ground again, pulling him to the ground and turning a few somersaults.
The corpse's head hit the ground heavily, and cracked open.
Di Qinglin's white clothes were already stained with blood and dust. He ignored it, crawled back to the corpse, and used his remaining arm to hold the corpse's head, trying in vain to close it again.
A split head is like a dry walnut, closing, splitting, closing again, splitting again...
Di Qinglin's head was full of anxiety, and tears were shed.
Yang Zheng was lucky, because he turned his back to the sky and didn't see the hell.
Lan Yichen's eyeballs were about to fall, and his whole body was cold.
The way Su Yang asked him to make an appointment that day, Tiao Hulishan and Di Qinglin out of the Hou Mansion. When he followed Su Yang into this cave, he already thought he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world, but what happened in front of him now was simply It was ten times greater than the shock it gave him that day!
After a while, Di Qinglin finally stopped trying to repair the dead body. He pressed down hard, and the split head turned into a pool of broken bones.
He stood up again, his originally handsome face was distorted and deformed by anger, hideous like a ghost, with disheveled hair and blood red eyes, he shouted like crazy: "Why are you hurting them! I want your lives!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his right palm abruptly, with a crazy look in his eyes, and walked towards Yang Zheng step by step.
Among these people, only Su Yang is still awake.
"Destroy these dead people!" Su Yang roared, while resisting the severe pain all over his body, he moved his body and knocked over the nearest corpse.
Di Qinglin stopped abruptly, revealing a lifeless eyeball from his long hair, turned towards Su Yang, stared at Su Yang, and murmured: "Kill you first, kill you first, I will kill you first..."
Not far away, Lan Yichen understood Su Yang's meaning, got up and rushed into the cave where the corpses were densest.
He doesn't have a sword, his internal organs are injured, and he can't lift a sliver of skill, but he still has fists, feet, and head.
He kicked, hit, even bit and bumped, knocking over the corpses all over the floor.
Di Qinglin suddenly turned his head, and with a sway of his body, he rushed towards Lan Yichen again.
He was dressed in white, with disheveled hair, only one arm left, and a pale eyeball protruding from the long hair, floating in mid-air, almost no different from Li Gui.
Before the person arrived, the only palm had already rushed towards the blue-faced door.
Lan Yichen didn't have time to dodge at all, and couldn't dodge, so he hurriedly grabbed a corpse and stopped him in front of him.
Di Qinglin's palm stirred up a stream of air, blowing the corpse's hair.
Seeing that the palm was about to hit the face of the corpse, Di Qinglin forcibly withdrew his power, turned his palm to one side of the air, and his body fell to the ground due to the huge inertia, his forehead hit a sharp table corner heavily, and blood flowed immediately As noted.
Lan Yichen spat out another mouthful of blood, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground together with the corpse.
Regardless of the wound on his forehead, Di Qinglin rolled over and crawled to the corpse, pushed Lan Yichen away, and hugged the corpse tightly into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, never..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
His eyes were full of disbelief, he lowered his head slowly, and saw a bright sword tip protruding from his chest.
Su Yang stood behind him, using his left hand with only two fingers to barely support his body on the table, while holding the green steel sword tightly in his right hand.
The bone in his right arm was broken, and a simple action of drawing a sword almost made Su Yang faint in pain.
The long sword left Di Qinglin's back, but not much blood flowed from the wound.In fact, after a fierce battle, the four people in the crypt didn't have much blood to shed.
Perhaps it was the reflection of the light, Di Qinglin's eyes finally showed the color that humans should have.
He turned around, leaned against a corpse, stared blankly at his chest, and said intermittently: "I, I am, I am, going to die, am I? It turns out that death is this kind of feeling."
Su Yang punched heavily on his right arm with two fingers of his left hand. The huge pain felt in an instant made his trembling arm more stable. He clenched the green steel sword tightly: "Don't worry, this time You must die, if you don't die, I will pay you as much as you want."
Di Qinglin raised his head, looked into Su Yang's eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you, this is, I, the happiest day in my life!"
"You're welcome! It's my pleasure!"
Su Yang raised his hand and swung his sword.
A human head soared into the sky.The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a satisfied smile.
With a horizontal slash of the sword, the smile was split in half.
He could never laugh again, whether it was a half-smile or a contented smile.
Only ridiculous.
~~~~~
After a long day of driving, I went home to visit a doctor and came back. A relative was really dying. The sense of powerlessness of watching life passing by before my eyes was really uncomfortable.
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**********************
Su Yang can be sure that no matter whether this sword is a green steel sword or an ancient blue mountain sword, no matter who held it before, it will definitely appear at this position at this time and start to grow longer.
Even if the sky is struck by lightning and the river hangs upside down, this cannot be changed.
No matter how quick the shot is, it will always stir up wind, no matter how weak the blue light is, it will always be reflected in this dim cave.
Therefore, from the top of the sword, a wisp of almost transparent sword energy slowly stretched out, approaching Di Qinglin's back little by little.
Di Qinglin is indulging in the future world of killing. He has been seriously injured, and at least half of his six points of defense have been lost. Can he still guard against this silent stabbing from behind?
It seems unstoppable.
But everyone ignores one problem.
Even Su Yang didn't think of it, this is so detailed, it's hard for people who haven't experienced it to think of it!
The speed of the sword energy is very slow, and it will not be fatal the moment it touches the human body. It can only kill people after it suddenly accelerates after touching the human body and pierces the body.
But once it touches the body, it will definitely cause pain, like a needle prick.
The moment the sword qi hit the back of Di Qinglin's heart, Di Qinglin's complexion changed drastically, his body remained still, but suddenly moved two feet to one side.
A beam of sword energy penetrated from his left shoulder, and as he moved horizontally, the sword energy also swept across his body. Di Qinglin screamed, and his left arm fell to the ground.
At the same time, there was a muffled bang, and the "dead man" made a cracking sound, and unexpectedly split open from it, and a person came out from it, it was Lan Yichen, the god-eyed sword.
Lan Yichen swept his sword horizontally.
In his hands, whether it is the ancient blue mountain sword or the blue steel sword, they are all divine swords!
The sword energy on the green steel sword soared, and it slashed Di Qinglin's neck.
The thin knife in Di Qinglin's hand had reached before his neck at some point, and a reddish saber aura gushed out from the knife.
The thin knife and the long sword touched each other, and they both flew out. The green steel sword remained strong, and plunged into the back of Wan Junwu's corpse with a puff, until it reached the handle. The thin knife flew horizontally, skipping the corpse of a singer Immediately, a thin line appeared on the neck of the corpse, and the head, whose muscles were preserved with lime and secret methods, rolled down to the ground along the knife marks.
"court death!"
Di Qinglin was furious, and he had already struck out his right palm, hitting Lan Yichen's chest heavily.
Palms intersected, Di Qinglin took three steps back, and Lan Yichen flew out backwards, bumping into a row of corpses along the way.
After he fell to the ground, he vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, his face pale gold.
"Young people are awesome." Lan Yichen smiled bitterly from a distance, "The sword is like lightning, and the inner strength is the most powerful in the world. Xiao Su, I'm afraid we have miscalculated this time."
"Not necessarily." Su Yang asked loudly: "Which of you two can get up?"
What's the use of getting up?Although Di Qinglin was seriously injured and his arm was broken, or he also suffered great internal injuries, he couldn't even kill three people who could only get up.
Get up and give him to kill?
But at this time Di Qinglin actually did an incredible thing.
He didn't kill people, nor did he pick up his thin knife, but stood there, staring blankly at the corpse damaged in the fight just now, his face was full of tension and heartache, like a child who saw his last A beloved toy was trampled to pieces.
He rushed behind Wan Junwu's body, pulled out the sword on his back, and muttered: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's okay, just pull it out."
Kneeling on the ground again, he held up the beauty's head cut off by the thin knife with one arm, and frantically tried to reattach the head to his neck.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will help you pick it up."
He tried several times in a row, and finally put the head crookedly on his neck, turned around and staggered to the corpse that Lan Yichen had bumped into, squatted down and struggled to lift the corpse up again.
He had only one arm left, and he managed to lift up a corpse with great difficulty, and hugged it in his arms with difficulty. One of them failed to stand still, and the corpse fell to the ground again, pulling him to the ground and turning a few somersaults.
The corpse's head hit the ground heavily, and cracked open.
Di Qinglin's white clothes were already stained with blood and dust. He ignored it, crawled back to the corpse, and used his remaining arm to hold the corpse's head, trying in vain to close it again.
A split head is like a dry walnut, closing, splitting, closing again, splitting again...
Di Qinglin's head was full of anxiety, and tears were shed.
Yang Zheng was lucky, because he turned his back to the sky and didn't see the hell.
Lan Yichen's eyeballs were about to fall, and his whole body was cold.
The way Su Yang asked him to make an appointment that day, Tiao Hulishan and Di Qinglin out of the Hou Mansion. When he followed Su Yang into this cave, he already thought he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world, but what happened in front of him now was simply It was ten times greater than the shock it gave him that day!
After a while, Di Qinglin finally stopped trying to repair the dead body. He pressed down hard, and the split head turned into a pool of broken bones.
He stood up again, his originally handsome face was distorted and deformed by anger, hideous like a ghost, with disheveled hair and blood red eyes, he shouted like crazy: "Why are you hurting them! I want your lives!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his right palm abruptly, with a crazy look in his eyes, and walked towards Yang Zheng step by step.
Among these people, only Su Yang is still awake.
"Destroy these dead people!" Su Yang roared, while resisting the severe pain all over his body, he moved his body and knocked over the nearest corpse.
Di Qinglin stopped abruptly, revealing a lifeless eyeball from his long hair, turned towards Su Yang, stared at Su Yang, and murmured: "Kill you first, kill you first, I will kill you first..."
Not far away, Lan Yichen understood Su Yang's meaning, got up and rushed into the cave where the corpses were densest.
He doesn't have a sword, his internal organs are injured, and he can't lift a sliver of skill, but he still has fists, feet, and head.
He kicked, hit, even bit and bumped, knocking over the corpses all over the floor.
Di Qinglin suddenly turned his head, and with a sway of his body, he rushed towards Lan Yichen again.
He was dressed in white, with disheveled hair, only one arm left, and a pale eyeball protruding from the long hair, floating in mid-air, almost no different from Li Gui.
Before the person arrived, the only palm had already rushed towards the blue-faced door.
Lan Yichen didn't have time to dodge at all, and couldn't dodge, so he hurriedly grabbed a corpse and stopped him in front of him.
Di Qinglin's palm stirred up a stream of air, blowing the corpse's hair.
Seeing that the palm was about to hit the face of the corpse, Di Qinglin forcibly withdrew his power, turned his palm to one side of the air, and his body fell to the ground due to the huge inertia, his forehead hit a sharp table corner heavily, and blood flowed immediately As noted.
Lan Yichen spat out another mouthful of blood, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground together with the corpse.
Regardless of the wound on his forehead, Di Qinglin rolled over and crawled to the corpse, pushed Lan Yichen away, and hugged the corpse tightly into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, never..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
His eyes were full of disbelief, he lowered his head slowly, and saw a bright sword tip protruding from his chest.
Su Yang stood behind him, using his left hand with only two fingers to barely support his body on the table, while holding the green steel sword tightly in his right hand.
The bone in his right arm was broken, and a simple action of drawing a sword almost made Su Yang faint in pain.
The long sword left Di Qinglin's back, but not much blood flowed from the wound.In fact, after a fierce battle, the four people in the crypt didn't have much blood to shed.
Perhaps it was the reflection of the light, Di Qinglin's eyes finally showed the color that humans should have.
He turned around, leaned against a corpse, stared blankly at his chest, and said intermittently: "I, I am, I am, going to die, am I? It turns out that death is this kind of feeling."
Su Yang punched heavily on his right arm with two fingers of his left hand. The huge pain felt in an instant made his trembling arm more stable. He clenched the green steel sword tightly: "Don't worry, this time You must die, if you don't die, I will pay you as much as you want."
Di Qinglin raised his head, looked into Su Yang's eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you, this is, I, the happiest day in my life!"
"You're welcome! It's my pleasure!"
Su Yang raised his hand and swung his sword.
A human head soared into the sky.The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, with a satisfied smile.
With a horizontal slash of the sword, the smile was split in half.
He could never laugh again, whether it was a half-smile or a contented smile.
Only ridiculous.
~~~~~
After a long day of driving, I went home to visit a doctor and came back. A relative was really dying. The sense of powerlessness of watching life passing by before my eyes was really uncomfortable.
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