Chapter 565

"Do you know what it's like to refuse me? Once upon a time, there was a boy named Yang Kai, who was picked by me to break his hand and foot tendons and became a useless person directly! "

Looking at the angry young man in black in front of him, his character coincides with many enemies Wang Xu had met before. He has a background, strength and arrogance. He always thinks he is the best in the world and is good to others.

However, most of these enemies are dead.

Wang Xu shook his head and said with a smile, "what I said before was also out of kindness. Besides, what are you? Don't ignore you. If you dare to yell at me here again, I'll kill you! "

His mouth said, but his heart is slightly dignified, calm abnormal. The power of the cold black fog sword Qi of the young man in black is constantly flashed in his mind, which is similar to the old man who was killed by him before. But the old man is obviously a simplified and modified incomplete version. The black fog breath of the young man in black is more toxic and has great lethality.

"Nonsense! I want to die

He pointed to Wang Xu and said, "boy, my name is Ming Qinglin. I'm from Xuankong City Jiulong College... Ha ha, I'm very angry. You're just a Chinese Garbage Warrior. What qualifications do you have to contact the secrets of Xuankong city?"

With that, he seems to have found some superiority. He calms down a little and continues with a sneer: "I'm the leader of the nine peerless ghost sect in another status..."

He's not finished yet.

"Shut up, you idiot. I don't care who you are. You dare to talk to me like this and disturb me. I'll kill you with one sword!" Wang Xu looks at the green forest of the Ming Dynasty with a sneer. The broken sword is as solid as water.

With that, he raised his right hand, cut the air with his broken sword, and chopped the young man in black with his sword.

Wang Xu is extremely impatient now. There is a traffic accident at fengyuqiao. He only wants to kill people now, but he wants to kill people. Why do some idiots always hinder him?

Fengxing blade is, even if fengping'an is your son, can't you tell me where he is? You have to be beaten to death to say?

Guimen black robe emissary? I want to join hands to kill him. Kill him first!

Now, what's Ming Qinglin of Kowloon college in Xuankong city?

Ghost sect leader?

Die!

"Boy, you still have the last chance. If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I can still spare you once, and you can continue to be my subordinate." Ming Qinglin's eyes narrowed and he said in a cold voice.

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll leave you a whole body!"

Wang Xu sneers and continues to step forward. Then he completely ignores Ming Qinglin's cold eyes and walks towards each other step by step.

"Kill

One of the most popular blade killers in the crowd nearby seemed to think that he had found a chance. He suddenly burst up and came up with a will to die heart to ask for a life. The short thorn with the length of his forearm flickered with blue light. It was obviously poisoned, but he was slapped to death by Wang Xu. He flew backward and killed the two remaining killers in the air.

"Well, then you have no value at all. Go to hell!"

Ming Qinglin snorts coldly, and his body is in front of Wang Xu. The black fog magic soldiers in his hands are full of fog. The blade of the sword is completely covered by the black fog. People can't see the angle of the sword, but the sharp sword Qi points to Wang Xu's throat. His speed can be said to be the fastest in Wang Xu's enemies, and the wind is merciless, which is worse than him.

"Who gives you confidence."

When Wang Xu's eyes were cold, he cut out the broken sword straight. The rising light of the sword crushed the black fog on the spot and hit the body of the Ming green forest soldiers straight. In the collision of the two swords, there was a strong wind, and the white waves pushed away in all directions.

"French soldiers? How can you have... Bad! "

Ming Qinglin's face changed, but his strength was crushed by Wang Xu. He couldn't bear it. He stepped back and took the shadow of the road. The rising light on the broken sword cuts away the shadow and finally falls to the ground.

"Boom!"

Countless smoke and dust burst up, and hundreds of gravel mixed with them shot around, making many warriors retreat again and again.

"Hiss!"

When all the dust settled, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. On the originally flat ground, a terrible sword mark of nearly ten meters suddenly appeared.

"This... You!"

Ming Qinglin lowered his head slightly and looked at the sword mark on the tip of his foot, which could divide him in two. His face changed completely. He looked up at Wang Xu in disbelief

"Who are you? It's absolutely impossible for the Chinese martial arts to have such strength. The power of heaven and earth is extremely huge. It's not something that the incomplete martial arts can do! "

"There is no absolute in the world. If I say that I kill you like a chicken or a dog, do you believe it?" Wang Xu's voice is faint, and his eyelids are too lazy to lift.

Although Qi and blood in his body have not yet been fully transformed into innate Qi, his strength is comparable to that of the powerful warrior of the fourth grade. Ming Qinglin is just a second born product. It's not funny to kill him like a chicken or a dog!

"Well, do you think I'm an idiot, or an idiot?"

In Ming Qinglin's eyes, the sun was uncertain, and he staggered slightly, away from the mark of the sword under his feet. He sneered: "I don't care how you do it. You're a congenital warrior in your early twenties. You can say that you're a rare talent in China for thousands of years."

"Is it?" Wang Xu's face remained unchanged, and he continued to move forward with his broken sword in his hand.

"But you shouldn't challenge me again and again. Wizard, dead, it's just an ordinary corpse, which can't be any more ordinary! "

In Ming Qinglin's hands, the black fog soldiers raised inch by inch, their eyes were shining, and a heavy and icy breath rose from his body, as if a beast hidden in his body had awakened. The breath was higher and higher, and colder and colder.

What's more bizarre is that Ming Qinglin's originally evil and beautiful face has become more beautiful. In the end, it can be said that it's gorgeous. It's a man's face, but it's more beautiful than the best beauties on the Internet. It's full of charm. It's like changing a gender and completely becoming another person.

"Good, good... Beautiful..."

Around, I don't know how many martial arts people are stunned. Those with bad intentions drool at the corners of their mouths. Their eyes are blurred and they want to rush on the spot.

"Is this still a man?"

Ye Qinglan's mouth is wide open, and her eyes are full of obsession and envy. Men are more beautiful than their women. It's unreasonable.

"Boy, your strength is really good. Even I can't match your talent. It's a pity that you were born in the wrong place. You can't see or touch the magnificence of the world. If you put it in the xuankongcheng Kowloon college where I came, you might be able to try to attack wuzun now. "

After the transformation, Ming Qinglin's voice became more and more shrill. It was neutral between men and women, with an unspeakable strange temptation, and the voice of the coquettish people was itchy.

The main character of the ghost sect is "ghost"!

"But unfortunately, you should never, never, really should not provoke me, refuse my kindness..."

"Remember, I am the one who killed you, Lin Qingming!"

"Ming Qinglin" is now called Lin Qingming. He is so proud that he can write every word.

"You talk nonsense..."

With a cold hum, Wang Xu's broken sword in his hand suddenly burst out sword lights, just like a whirlwind of sword lights. Entangled with each other, he gathered into a huge sword light with a length of four meters and cut it to Lin Qingming and Ming Qinglin.

"... too many!"

Whatever the hell he is!

Kill!