Chapter 717 The Two Extremes of Paranoia

Su Ming didn't know how many people he had killed. He walked out of three hundred steps, and the endless sword spirit came, but under the wave of the sword in his hand, the sword spirit collapsed one by one. At the same time, more heads rose up with blood under a sad scream.

Su Ming's body is bloody, that is blood, that is the blood of the disciples of Daye Xianzong. The killing sword in his hand is red, and the whole mountain peak of Daye Xianzong has become red.

behind Su Ming, all the three hundred steps were smashed, as if they represented Su Ming's will and determination. Wherever he passed, all the creatures were smashed like the stone of the steps.

Blood flowed down the mountain, and the thick blood permeated around, and even the snowflakes in all directions seemed to be dyed red at this moment.

Su Ming walked calmly and swept the tip of his sword. A young man who seemed to be less than 20 years old was separated from his head from his body in front of Su Ming. His eyes showed confusion and bitterness, and fell down.

"You and I have no hatred, but you shouldn't be a person of Daye Xianzong." Su Ming opened his mouth softly and grabbed his left hand to his side. Suddenly, a man beside him who unfolded his magic and turned into a colorful phoenix. Su Ming's left hand directly penetrated his magic and grabbed the man's neck.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman, but Su Ming did not have the slightest pity. The coldness of his left hand soaked into the woman's whole body, making the woman tremble. In despair, her neck suddenly shattered, and the destructive force rushed into her body and disintegrated her motogami.

Su Ming let go of his hand and took a step.

There is no right or wrong, no good or evil, only the self-choice made from different positions. Daye Xianzong is the sect of the emperor, which determines the fate of Daye Xianzong.

In Su Ming's consciousness, there is no idea of injustice and debt, and some are just provocations. To destroy the indifference of the Manchu sect, his thoughts are extreme, paranoid, and ruthless to the enemy.

Zanglongzong is also good. Tianlan Sect, as well as the three evil sects, the destruction of these sects, Su Ming almost did not take too much action. Most of them were barbarians killing crazily. Only this big Ye Xianzong, Su Ming did not bring any barbarians. Even the life clan was ordered by him to wait outside.

Because of this big Ye Xianzong, Su Ming's hatred for it, even if one person is not killed by him, he will feel sorry.

Because of hating a person, he has a hatred for all his bloodlines and all sects, which may be wrong. But in Su Ming's memory, when he did not come to this place of death, in the endless darkness. From his sister's voice, as well as his own feelings, everyone surrounded him and his sister, devouring and absorbing a certain breath in their bodies, thus making his sister weaker and weaker, all of which has made him paranoid.

"I help the barbarians because my soul is here, because of my master, my brother. They are barbarians, because of the beauty in my memory. Even if the beauty is false, they are the most cherished memories in my life.

The memory of the mountain, the mountain, those people... and the tradition. Customs, and everything else are barbarians, so... I help the barbarians, so even if I don't think I'm a barbarian god, I can help the barbarians rise for them.

Su Ming's eyes showed memories. The sword in his hand was swept away, and his body took several steps again. At this moment, there were thousands of heads behind him, but this killing was not over.

Because of cherishing memories, and because the people of the ninth peak are barbarians, Su Ming can pay for the whole barbarians, which is his character.

Similarly, the other side of this extreme character is Su Ming's killing trip now. Because he hates a person, he can hate his whole family. If he kills, he will leave no grass.

"You should not worship the Daye Fairy Sect." Su Ming shook his head, and the bloody sword in his hand swept across. Under the shaking of his body, he stepped into the top of the half of the peak of the Great Ye Xianzong. With the sweep of the bloody sword, dozens of heads flew up, and the blood spread out and dyed all the snow around here.

"Su Ming!!" At the moment when Su Ming stepped on this half of the mountain, an angry roar came from the front, and the sound came from... Beiling.

Beiling held a sword in his hand, his body trembled, and his eyes were red. He looked at Su Ming, and his eyes showed complexity and hatred. Chen Xin stood there silently beside him, with a blank and gloomy look.

"Do you have to kill it all? Do you have to destroy the whole Daye Xianzong!!" Beiling stared at Su Ming and roared loudly.

Su Ming raised his footsteps and walked up the last step under his feet. When he stood on the top of this half of the mountain, a crack appeared on the last step behind him, but it was not smashed. This is... the first step that was not completely shattered after Su Ming passed by.

"If so, then kill my husband and wife, so that we won't be sad and angry when we see the death of our fellow family. You take action. I, Beiling, will never fight back. You take action!" Beiling threw the sword in his hand, and in the roar, he left... tears in the corners of his eyes.

Su Ming was silent. The killing sword in his hand scattered the murderous intention by himself, which contained a trace of bloodthirsty spirit. If he looked at the two people in front of him coldly, if Su Ming hadn't stopped, he would have rushed out and directly killed the two people and used their blood to make himself more brilliant.

Today, it is stained with blood that has not been seen for a long time, which makes its recognition of Su Ming to the extreme in excitement.

"You don't care about the past, and you don't care about everything in Wushan, then come and kill me, kill Chen Xin, who has a good impression on you since childhood, kill us, kill us with you don't spend too much time, and break our miss for you..." Beiling roared loudly, with more tears.

"Do you remember that I taught you how to use arrows? Do you still remember that you and I fought together when Wushan was besieged and killed by the Black Mountain Department? You... or you in Wushan!!"

"Are you worthy of your grandfather and the people of the Wushan tribe? Come on, kill me!!"

The words of Beiling made Su Ming feel a tingling in his heart in silence. This tingling is a poison that the more cherishes the memory, the more violent it is. It is a kind of pain to tear the heart.

When his pain appeared and he slowly looked at Beiling, Chen Xin, who was next to Beiling, suddenly raised her head. The gloom in her eyes was replaced by complexity. She, who shed tears, seemed to have made a decision and made a sudden sound to Su Ming.

"Su Ming, go quickly..." But before her voice finished speaking, Beiling suddenly turned around and slapped Chen Xin directly. Chen Xin's body rolled upside down and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood.

It was almost the moment prompted by Chen Xin. Suddenly, a sword suddenly appeared at the speed of lightning from the nothingness behind Su Ming. At the moment when Su Ming was hurt by the words of Beiling, it directly pierced into his heart.

At the tip of the sword, there is a faint blue fire, which is a poisonous fire that can burn the soul. As long as it is pierced into the body by this sword, it can burn a person's soul.

This sword seems to have been waiting here for a long time. Just waiting for the moment when Beiling makes Su Ming's mind tremble, it will launch this obviously killing against Su Ming.

With a splash, Su Ming's chest was filled with blood. The sword that appeared behind him directly penetrated his chest, revealing half of the body of the sword. The blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the earth and fell on the snowflakes on the ground, drop by drop.

"Su Ming, you shouldn't have come to Daye Xianzong." After Su Ming, there was an old voice, which Su Ming was familiar with. It was the words of the father of Beiling and the head of Wushan.

It was almost the moment when the sword penetrated Su Ming's body. The moment his words echoed, Su Ming looked down at the tip of the sword. The Beiling in front of him immediately turned into a ferocious look. While his body galloped, he instantly appeared in front of Su Ming. When his right hand was raised, a dark dagger Su Ming's eyebrows.

"Su Ming, go to hell!!"

The dagger penetrated into Su Ming's eyebrows and penetrated directly. At the same time, the sound of spells suddenly came from the sky. With the echo of the sound of spells, figures suddenly appeared, which were nearly ten thousand disciples of the Great Ye Xian Sect.

They floated in mid-air, surrounded by thousands of miles, centered on the peaks of Daye Xianzong, forming a huge array. This array runs slowly with the movement of nearly ten thousand people. With its operation, a huge force of sealing came to the earth, and even in this array, while the power of the seal spreads, Nearly 10,000 people raised their swords and suddenly headed down with a sword.

Nearly ten thousand swords, under the operation of this array, in the roar, suddenly turned into a hundred-foot sword, which revealed the simple vicissitudes of life and went straight from the sky to Su Ming in an instant.

"You are not the Beiling of Wushan." Su Ming ignored the sword that fell from the sky. He looked at the ferocious Beiling. When he opened his mouth indifferently, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly opened his eyes wide. He saw the dagger piercing Su Ming's eyebrows. It was quickly frozen and instantly became ice. The cold air spread even more. At the moment he wanted to let go of Covering his arm, it suddenly permeated his whole body, and directly iced the body of Beiling and its culptor into an ice sculpture in front of Su Ming.

"You are not the head of Wushan." When Su Ming opened his mouth softly, the tip of the sword on his chest became ice, and the lookout behind him roared in an astonishment. He was in a hurry to retreat, but before he could withdraw three steps, he was directly frozen into an ice sculpture like his son.

This is Su Ming's magical power. He is in the middle of winter, and his fate is winter. He can attract the snow of the middle of winter or freeze everything.

Unless the other party's cultivation is higher than that of him, there is no possibility in front of life cultivation.

The sound of click echoes, the ice sculpture transformed by the Beiling keeps its ferocious appearance, divided, and the ice sculpture transformed by his father is also smashed under the sound of the click.

The dagger in Su Ming's eyebrows was smashed, and the tip of the sword on his chest was also smashed.

He stood there, still not caring about the sword coming from the sky, but looking at Chen Xin with blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Why did you remind me?" Su Ming opened his mouth gently.

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