Chapter 179 Revenge and Vent

Crying? No, he didn't cry, because his heart was so painful that he couldn't cry.

Now, he just wants Jin Ping to witness how the murderers who killed her to death were slaughtered by herself one by one!

Ying Ri walked to Han Wei, who was paralyzed on the ground, and his face seemed to be as pale as Jin Ping's mother and daughter. He gently put his hand on Han Wei's shoulder.

"How about this result, is that what you want? So..."

There was no expression on his face. At this time, he was like a zombie, with his claws and abruptly pulled off Han Wei's left shoulder.

Suddenly, Han Wei's left shoulder was bloody, and a blood-red muscle that had not been completely torn off swayed left and right, and the severe pain made him growl almost crazy.

Is it cruel? No, this is not cruel to the current Yingri. On the contrary, he found a trace of pleasure from this, which may be the mood of revenge.

"Take your time, don't worry, don't worry, I won't let you die at once. Now, it's your turn..."

The gloomy voice came from Ying Ri's mouth. He slowly turned his head and looked at the men who were falling into extreme fear, and the corners of his mouth raised a bloodthirsty arc.

"No, help, help, ah..."

In the woodshed, several desperate screams came out almost at the same time. At this time, this not-sized woodshed has become a real purgatory on earth.

On the other hand, it turned into a ghost and god, constantly tormenting these damned people mentally and physically, until the flesh and blood on the ground, until the blood in these people's bodies flowed away, until Jin Ping's eyes slowly closed and strangely drew two drops of crystal tears...

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"I reported that Lord Jianwu has just received the news from the disciples who went out to explore our Jianzong, and there was an abnormal martial breath in Huaizhen, which seems to be very similar to the martial breath emitted before the day of the day."

In the Jianzong, a senior official came to the hall to report to Su Jianwu at the first time after receiving the news from the disciples of Jianzong.

In the past half month, all the people of Jianzong have been involved in the search for Ying Ri, constantly searching day and night, and expanding the scope of the search, but Ying Ri seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no way to find him.

However, Su Jianwu was quite sure that Ying Ri was definitely still in the territory around the surrounding mountains, because after Ying Ri escaped, he immediately ordered the people of the Jianzong to closely monitor the surrounding main passages and the situation in the sky. After returning to Jianzong, he also paid attention to this area all the time. The movement finally has some traces of the response to the day today.

"Isnhuai Town? Well, that's great. I'll go first. You go and quickly go to Jianhuai Town and put a defense line around the town in case he escapes again. Today, I'd like to see how he escapes from my palm!"

You can't let this person escape. If he is allowed to escape, can Su Jianwu still live?

On Su Jianwu's body, the gray-brown martial arts spirit rose slowly and condensed into an energy whirlpool in front of him. His body jumped into him, and his figure appeared hundreds of feet away.

Repeatedly using space to move, Su Jianwu came to Xihuai Town, which is several towns away from the quenching mountains in a short time.

The gray-brown space whirlpool appeared above the wood room where Ying Ri was located. Su Jianwu stepped out of the whirlpool, and his body stood in the air, staring at the wood room under his body like an eagle.

"This breath is right. I finally found you. Go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Jianwu clenched his fist with his right hand and waved down again. A brazen martial spirit rushed out of his fist and hit the wooden house.

In Su Jianwu's eyes, Yingri is just a small junior martial arts king. Such attacks are enough to kill the latter, and there is no need for weapons and sword formulas.

However, something unexpected happened to Su Jianwu.

When the gray-brown martial spirit was about to hit the firewood house, it was inexplicably blocked by an extremely vast smell of ice, and then shocked into a little gray light by the smell of ice.

'What a strong cold atmosphere, is there still a master in this room?'

He frowned slightly. Su Jianwu did not associate this ice with Ying Ri, but had this suspicion in his heart.

In just half a month, no matter how talented he is, how can a primary martial king block the blow of this strong man?

"You're here, very good..."

Just as Su Jianwu hesitated, there was a response sound in the firewood room under him that had been thinking about him for more than half a month.

At this time, Xiao Ran was sorting out the remains of Jin Ping's mother and daughter in the wood room and felt the extremely strong breath in the sky. His cold expression did not change because of this. However, there was a touch of excitement in his heart for no reason. Yes, it was excitement, a touch of bloodthirsty excitement.

At present, the extreme anger and sorrow in his heart can't be expressed in words. The lives of Han Wei and several others are not enough to calm his almost collapsed crazy mind at this time. He also wants to kill and kill all the people who should be killed in the world...

And Su Jianwu's appearance could just make Ying Ri vent his unwillingness, so Ying Ri was excited at this time.

"Hahaha, ha ha..."

The laughter of the sun was like a ghost singing, constantly coming out of the firewood room. Su Jianwu's hair was creepy, and Su Jianwu was inexplicably sweating coldly.

"Pret pretend to be a ghost, go to hell!"

With an angry shout, Su Jianwujian commanded the movement, and the strength of the sword broke out. The gray-brown sword spirit rushed down the firewood room like a meteor, endlessly.

At the level of Wu Zun, he has been able to manipulate a small part of the aura of the world around him for his own use, and the use of martial arts has also reached a new concept. Su Jianwu raised his hands and feet to show his majestic ability.

"Death..., this word sounds good..."

As the sound fell, Ying Ri's figure rushed up from below and knocked a big hole in the roof of the firewood house.

At the moment when Yingri's body left the firewood room, the firewood room was instantly covered by huge ice, reflecting gorgeous light in the sunlight.

The body faced the sword spirit that burst down. The light pink Wuwang's wings appeared behind him twice, and a touch of white ice ignited on the palms of his hands, and his body began to swirl quickly.

"Ice Storm."

This move is a move created by Shen Hai Hanhan flexibly.

The cold ice strength of Shen Hai is so horrible. The destructive power of the storm formed by it is naturally self-evident. Under this cold ice cyclone, Su Jianwu's sword spirit is like entering the vast sea, with no entry and exit, and all of them are twisted into nothingness by this ice storm.

"How can this be!"

Seeing that all the attacks he launched had been eliminated, Su Jianwu exclaimed at this time, and his face was full of incredible expressions. He clearly felt that the martial breath on Ying Ri had reached the fifth level of the middle level of King Wu, and he felt a sense of ice that he manipulated at this time. Strong threat.

When Shen Hai Anhan was sealed by the triumphant Marquis at the youth draft, Shen Hai Anhan's spiritual knowledge once showed that he was not afraid of the strong Wu Zun, and the Wu Zun in his mouth was still one of the twelve marquises of Tianfu Hall.

"Su Jianwu, come on, come again, don't let me down, don't let me kill you too easily, today, have a good time with me, have a good time..."

Blocked Su Jianwu's attacks, and Ying Ri's mouth was full of wild words. At this time, his heart was still very painful, very painful. His pupils were red with blood, and the handdown sword pattern on his forehead inexplicably glittered with dazzling light.

The sword was also summoned out of his body by Ying Ri at this moment. At this time, he was eager to drink all the blood of the people in front of him.

This time, the death of Jin Ping and Sisi has had a great impact on his spirit. After experiencing this incident, his mental temperament has changed dramatically.

He is no longer the day that always has good intentions;

He is no longer a day to be forgiven and forgive others!

In the future, if anyone bullies him and who blocks him, he will kill him without mercy!

"Well, I was blind that day, but I didn't expect your cultivation to reach such a point. In this case, it's even better to keep you."

The middle level of a king of martial arts can actually block his attack, which is extremely unusual in the eyes of Su Jianwu. Although there is only one level difference between Wu Zun and King Wu, at this stage, even if there is a big gap between each level, not to mention a whole level.

So Su Jianwu is more sure that if he doesn't kill him here today, he will die in the future.

With his hand in front of his chest, Su Jianwu took out the five-grade sword Yingyang in the storage necklace. The sword finger condensed on the tip of the Yingyang sword, and his right foot bent up, showing the momentum of golden chicken independence, and the sword formula exploded instantly.

"Lianhua Holy Sword - step by step!"

Lianhua Holy Sword, a seven-level sword formula, can generally only be learned by the senior officials in the Sword Palace. Qihong, the representative of the Sword Palace, has used it in the youth draft, which is an extremely powerful sword formula.

The empty space of his right foot stepped down fiercely. At this time, the translucent gray-brown lotus flower that bloomed at the bottom of Su Jianwu's left foot directly emitted a sharp sword spirit that was completely different from just now, and the sound rushed towards the sun.

"The sword formula of the Sword Palace can only be used with the permission of this palace, and you are not qualified enough!" With a wild shout, Yingri shook Yu's sword upside down, and his left-hand sword stood in front of him, and the phantom sword trick came out.

"Phantom Sword - Sword Shadow Swings!"

The collision of sword spirit made a continuous sharp sound in the sky. With the assistance of Shen Haihan and Shaking Yu's sword, Su Jianwu's martial arts secret move from the second-level cultivation of Wu Zun was actually blocked by Ying Ri.

What frightened Su Jianwu more was that after Ying Ri took his sword trick, the strength of martial arts on his body did not decrease at all, but there was a slight tendency to increase.

Reaching the level of Wuwang, even if it is only a breakthrough, it sometimes takes more than ten years or even decades. Moreover, it is still the first time that Su Jianwu has lived for such a long time to improve his strength in battle.

"Damn it, what's going on with this cold air? Even the sword formula I issued was almost frozen by it. What a terrible ice power."