Chapter 195

This middle-aged man is Su zhanchuan, the father of Su Pingfeng.

He is the master of Huajin in the later period. Even in the Su family, which is the top family of magic capital, his strength is enough to rank in the top five.

Speaking of the Revenge of killing his son, Su zhanchuan suddenly showed a trace of ferocity on his face and asked, "Jianqing, if Wang Xu stands in front of me now, how many moves do I need to kill him?"

His voice was so cold that Su Jianqing had to lower his head to suppress the shivering feeling in his heart

"This... Jianqing's strength is not enough. I don't understand uncle Chuan's strength."

"One move! I only need one move to kill him, even if he has magic weapon! " Su zhanchuan stretched out a finger and then bent it up abruptly. His smile became colder and more ferocious. He said word by word:

"That boy, all rely on the power of that broken sword magic weapon, can suddenly kill that old thing of nine Juemin. At his age, his real strength is not as high as you. At most, it's just rubbish in the middle and later period of dark energy! "

"The cultivation of martial arts is no better than others. No matter how talented people are, they can't go far without enough cultivation resources. He is a wild warrior. His parents disappeared five years ago. He is an orphan and has no background. Even if he has a chance encounter outside these five years to become a warrior, what else can he rely on except the broken sword weapon when he practices martial arts on the way? "

"Remember, not everyone is like you. With such a huge background as our Su family, we can exercise with all kinds of precious medicine baths since childhood. What's more, your talent is the first of your generation. How old are you now? 29、 I'm thirty now, but I just barely break through the peak of dark strength. What does he have to rely on? "

When Su zhanchuan finished this long sentence, he seemed to have let off some of his pent up anger. He slowly breathed out a breath and looked into Su Jianqing's eyes. There was deep anger in his eyes. He continued to say word by word

"Remember, you are a member of my mordusu family. You should be proud of yourself. No one can make you afraid, let alone worry about anyone's strength!"

"You are the son of my su family. With my su family, my su zhanchuan and my ancestors, you will be the only one who looks down on your peers. No peer is qualified to look down on you!"

Silence.

Long silence.

Only the sound of the motor of the speedboat was roaring. Until the speedboat docked at the small pier of villa zero, Su Jianqing finally breathed a long breath and bowed to Su zhanchuan deeply

"Thank you, uncle Chuan, for removing the shadow from my heart and removing the magic barrier of martial arts. Thank you very much for Jianqing!"

With that, he looked up at the villa No. 0 not far from the shore. In his eyes, there was endless bright light. A strong self-confidence rose from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Su Jianqing was grateful to Su zhanchuan, and finally understood the other party's good intentions.

It turns out that when he saw Wang Xu's sword cutting the fourth master, he was afraid of Wang Xu at the bottom of his heart.

In martial arts, this kind of shadow on someone is a magic barrier!

If this person is an elder, it's nothing. Because for the older strong, ordinary young people will not compare themselves with each other.

But if you are of the same generation and we are all young people, why are you better than me? Although the mouth does not say, but the heart of competition is actually planted in the subconscious.

Therefore, some martial arts people are not good at heart. Once they are crushed by their peers, their unwillingness will become a shadow and form a magic barrier of martial arts.

The other party will not die, the magic barrier will not be removed!

However, in the end, it is the heart factor.

Some martial artists have enough heart and mind. After being crushed by their peers, they will not produce shadow and magic barrier. On the contrary, they will hold a breath in their heart and always want to surpass each other, so as to constantly break through the realm.

If Wang Xu were here, he would only say one word.

In a word, Su Jianqing's mind is not enough!

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After watching Su Feng and his party leave, Wang Xu is about to find Liu Yuqi's mother and daughter. Suddenly, he stops at the door of the villa and turns to look in the direction of Jiangxin Lake wharf.

There, three speedboats just stopped, a group of people came down from the top, all the way back to their homes, straight to the villa.

He can see clearly that the young man at the head is Su Jianqing, whom he once met.

"The Su family again? These annoying flies, do you really think I'm soft hearted and don't kill people? " Wang Xu's look suddenly cooled down.

Just after seeing Su Feng off, he thought that this attitude could reveal a lot of information to the Su family.

Wang Xu is not easy to be provoked. He doesn't want to tear his face with you for the time being, so we'd better make peace with each other.

But as soon as Su Feng and others left, there came another group. Su Jianqing was the legitimate young master of the Su family in the magic capital. These people obviously represented the real attitude of the Su family in the magic capital.

Are you here to talk about peace?

Or

Do you really think Wang Xu is easy to provoke?

"Step, step!"

In his anger, Wang Xu turned around and welcomed the crowd step by step. With the fierce between them getting closer and closer, his eyes also moved from Su Jianqing to a middle-aged man with a cold look beside him.

However, he only glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.

The next moment.

Wang Xu's eyes were icy. He lifted his right hand lightly, then waved to the crowd from afar.

"Click!"

In an instant, a sword light suddenly exploded in the air. The terrible white sword light converged like pitching. It directly crossed the field for tens of meters and drew a sword mark three meters long on the ground in front of the crowd.

Wang Xu's cold voice came with him. He looked at Su Jianqing and others calmly, and said faintly:

"I just let your Su family go. Now there's another wave? You'd better give me a reason. My patience is limited, otherwise... "

"Those who cross this line will die!"

Next to the scar, Su Jianqing and others stop. When he sees Wang Xu, he is obviously very surprised, and his heart sinks

"How could it be him?"

If before Su zhanchuan removes the shadow of Wang Xu from his heart, he will hesitate for a long time in the face of Wang Xu's threat.

But now, Su Jianqing was only surprised for a short time. His eyes twinkled. He turned to Su zhanchuan and said, "Uncle Chuan, Wang Xu is on the opposite side. I didn't expect that he would be here now. It seems that old Feng's side should be more or less dangerous."

"But listen to him, it seems that he left alive, as if he meant to warn us..."

"Hehe, warning? I'm afraid he didn't expect us to come so soon. "

When he heard that Wang Xu, the enemy who killed his son, was on the opposite side, Su zhanchuan gave a cold smile and said, "needless to say, I knew it was him when I saw his broken sword weapon. Sure enough, as I expected, this boy is a piece of rubbish. He can only play with the help of magic weapons. "

"Uncle Chuan, do you want to avenge Pingfeng yourself?" Su Jianqing laughs.

"Well, he's a rubbish. What's the qualification for me to do it myself? I want to have a good time with him... "Su zhanchuan said with a grim smile. He turned his head and gave a cold command to more than a dozen of his subordinates

"Go, break his limbs, bring him and kneel in front of me. I said that if he wants to die on his knees, he must kneel and repent before he can die!"

Then he glanced at the mark of his sword and sneered

"Those who cross this line die? I'd like to see how you can make my best warrior die! "

Su zhanchuan's eyes were ferocious and disdainful, and his face was full of strong irony.

He really wants to know.

Wait, when Wang Xu kneels at his feet, how can the other party let him die!