Chapter 577 Wake up!

A slight roar came out, and the ripples on the surface of the water in front of Huzi flashed violently. Finally, when he suddenly collapsed, his fist hit in front of Beiling, but in a foot position, such as hitting the cotton huā, could not play a role.

On the contrary, a sharp sword spirit spread all over his body, making Huzi tremble and spit out a mouthful of blood. His body rolled upside down and withdrew for several steps in a row. When he retreated, it was Su Ming behind him, but Huzi forced himself to avoid the place where Su Ming was, even if he was more seriously injured.

"Sure enough, loyalty, but the cultivation is too weak..." Beiling's eyes withdrew from Huzi and looked at Su Ming, who was sitting there cross-legged, with a slight flash in his eyes.

"No wonder I didn't notice it too much before. It turned out to be dead!" Beiling raised his right hand and turned his fingers into a palm. When he walked towards Su Ming, he would fall on the top of Su Ming's head when he was approaching.

He was going to search for the memory of the kneeling man in front of him, but at the moment when his palm fell, Bai Su turned into a long rainbow and galloped closer.

And Huzi also struggled and roared, desperate to come again.

Beiling snorted coldly, and its hum was like thunder. When it came out, it suddenly roared in the tiger's ear, making the tiger's footsteps stop and spit out blood again, but did not retreat, but rushed into the distance between Beiling and Su Ming, stood in front of Su Ming again, and used his own body to

There was an extreme roar in his mouth, and his eyes were even more red.

At Bai Su's place, his body trembled, and the roar swirling. Let the corners of her mouth overflow with blood. It is even more illusory in front of you. When it is clear, what you see is an endless desert.

In the eyes of outsiders, Beiling snorted coldly, and Bai Su suddenly looked blank and stood still, but Huzi obviously did not fall into the illusion, but rushed again crazily with his red eyes.

"You dare to hurt my brother, your tiger grandpa, you and I will not die!!" The tiger roared. Regardless of his injury, he raised his fist and went straight to Beiling.

Beiling frowned and looked at the big man in front of him. He originally appreciated his loyalty. But I was moved to hear the other party's words at this moment.

"It turned out that // the fastest text update of the book fan building www.shumilou.com no pop-up window no advertisement // He is your brother, this is righteousness... Well, if you can take my three swords and stand in front of me, I can forgive the disrespect of you two."

While Beiling was talking, his right hand was raised again, his fingers turned into a sword, and he waved away at the roaring tiger, in the process of waving. A dazzling sword suddenly rose and went straight to the tiger in an arc!

Under the roar of the tiger, he raised his right hand and punched the sword, and an illusory twist scattered all over his body, making the nothingness around him blurred, and a barbaric mark appeared on his face!

This barbarian pattern is a mountain, and the peak... is the ninth peak!

"The ninth peak is my home, and behind me is my younger brother, and I am here. Whether it's heaven or earth, no one, no creature can hurt my brother at all!!" The tiger roared. When the right fist was banging out, it touched the sword of Beiling.

The loud rumbling sound was shocking at this moment. The body of Beiling did not move, and even his clothes did not fly at all, but the tiger in front of him withdrew three steps in a row. There was a fourth step, but he could not retreat, because behind him was his younger brother!

He stopped and spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His right hand was blurred, especially in his chest, there was a deep sword mark, and the blood flowed out.

His expression was gloomy, but his heart was burning with flames. At this moment, he seemed to have burned everything, just to protect his brother... Su Ming!

Even if he dies, he has no regrets!

"Come again!" Huzi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, but his right hand was blurred with flesh and blood. Under this wipe, there was more blood. His body trembled, and he could feel the arrival of death, but he... still did not retreat at all!

"It's inevitable that people will die. I will die for my brother. It's worth it!" Huzi held his left hand and smashed his chest fiercely. His eyes were more bloody, and a dreamlike breath suddenly emanated from him. The fusion of his barbaric lines actually made Beiling have the illusion of seeing a big mountain at this moment.

"You are the second person I admire in my life." Beiling looked at the tiger and slowly opened his mouth.

"But I really want to see how long you can stick to it." Beiling raised his right hand, not the previous two fingers into a sword, but three fingers!

It seemed to be sealed. After pinching out, he pointed to the coming tiger. In an instant, an illusory sword appeared in front of Beiling. After appearing, the sword made a piercing sword and went straight to the tiger!

One person, one sword, touched each other in an instant. Huzi snorted. The illusory ninth peak in front of him broke in the distortion, and the dreamy smell emanating from his body dissipated.

When his left hand burst into pieces and spewed blood, his body swayed, and his face was pale, but he stopped his body that was about to fall. There was blood in the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, and his breathing was gradually sparse.

And the sword is still floating in mid-air, but it is broken into pieces and not in the shape of a sword.

"And the last sword, what I can tell you is that I only used 20% of my strength before, and now... I will unfold 80% to show my respect for you. Tell me what your name is and you are qualified. Let me ask this sentence." Beiling raised his right hand, and this time it was the palm of his hand as a sword!

A sword light spread from the right hand of Beiling. This sword is seven feet long, which does not look like illusory, but very realistic.

"I'm your grandfather!" Huzi smiled weakly and grabbed it in his arms with his flesh and blood right hand. There was an extra wine pot in his hand. He had not drunk for a long time, but at this moment, at the time of death, he took the wine pot and took a big sip at the corner of his mouth.

Beiling frowned and waved his right hand at the tiger. Suddenly, the illusory sword in his hand suddenly flew up, with a shocking sharpness, tore open the void, formed a space crack, and went straight to the tiger.

Huzi looked calm. He insisted on standing there, guarding Su Ming behind him. His eyes were closed, but in his body, there was a flame burning at this moment.

He is burning his own life to fight against this sword and protect his brother!

"Little brother, goodbye..."

Seeing the sword roaring approaching, an invisible flame appeared on Huzi's body. At this moment, suddenly, behind Huzi, a palm suddenly pressed on his back.

With the touch of the palm of the hand, a breath of vitality poured into the tiger's [body] like a rush, burning it out, supplementing the vitality that dispersed it, and slightly recovered the injury in the [body].

All this only happened in an instant. When Huzi was stunned, at the moment when the long sword was approaching, Su Ming, who had always meditated cross-legged behind Huzi, stood up with a gloomy look. He took a step forward. While changing positions with Huzi, he raised his right hand and pointed to the coming long sword.

All this is a long story, but in fact, from Su Ming's awakening to the point of this finger, it was only used for a moment. The point, the touch with the sword, burst into an indescribable roar at this moment.

Under this roar, Beiling retreated for the first time and withdrew more than ten steps in a row. Every step fell, it would leave a deep footprint on the ground, which made the peak vibrate. Until he withdrew from the last step, he spewed out a large mouthful of blood with a pale face. He suddenly looked up and looked shocked.

Su Ming did not retreat. He stood still. Behind him was Huzi, his brother, who had just used his life to protect him and guard his brother!

Although this brother likes to giggle, although he thinks he is very smart, and although he is a little helpless, he is his own brother, and he is a man who can protect his brother with everything!

This is Huzi!

Su Ming's third brother!

"Brother, I'm here." Su Ming did not go to see the Beiling. He looked at Huzi. When he opened his mouth softly, he pressed his left hand on his chest, and immediately the magnificent vitality poured into Huzi's [body] again.

Huzi looked at Su Ming with a silly smile. The simple expression made Su Ming very sad. Because of the tiger at this moment, the injury in his chest was very heavy, and his hands were even more blurred. The pale face, the simple smile, and the mountain-like figure made Su Ming unforgettable for the rest of his life.

"Little brother, am I going to die... I'll die, I'm not afraid... You have to remember to find the master..." Huzi is a little difficult to breathe, and his voice is intermittent.

"You won't die!" Su Ming's words are resolute!

At this time, he proposed more than ten steps of Beiling. He stared at Su Ming with a very condensed look. When his right hand suddenly raised, many sword shadows appeared outside his body. It turned out to be nearly a hundred. With the finger of his right hand, these sword shadows tore up the nothingness and went straight to Su Ming.

"You will never die. Who dares to take your life? I, Su Ming, will be poor and fall into the yellow spring, and I will also destroy his clan, his door and his blood!" Su Ming opened his mouth word by word, and when he raised his left hand from Huzi's chest, his eyes showed a blue light and pinched out a strange seal. The mark looked like a life word.

"You won't die, because I will usurp your life for you!" Su Ming's left hand suddenly pressed on Huzi's eyebrows. At the same time, his right hand raised to the approaching nearly a hundred sword shadows and pressed it in the air.

Under this press, the reversal power of the years suddenly burst out on Su Ming's right hand.