"Son of a bitch!"

Qin leiming was very angry in his heart. The Eight Generals of wind and thunder were the most powerful help in his hands and the foundation for the Qin family to dominate in the northwest.

Each one will be selected from tens of millions of people, and spent countless resources to cultivate.

But in the blink of an eye, Mu Yu killed his four generals under his eyes.

How can he not feel heartache?

"All four of you stand down."

At this moment, Qin leiming decided to suppress Mu Yu himself, regardless of his bullying.

This boy, so young, has such means. If he is allowed to escape, in a few years, terror may not even be his opponent.

This gave him a strong sense of crisis.

Feeling the momentum of Qin leiming locking himself, Mu Yu's face is slightly dignified.

He can block the strong of the eight holy kings alone, but his cultivation is still weak in front of the strong of the holy emperor.

"No shame! As a strong saint, he should fight against a younger generation. "

Gong Yeming's face suddenly changes. If Qin leiming does it himself, Mu Yu can't survive.

"Qin leiming, if you want to fight with us old guys, what's the ability to bully the younger generation? If today's story is publicized, Qin leiming will be ridiculed by everyone in Shenyuan." Old Qiu was very worried.

Luo Li and Wen Xin's face turns pale, and the hope in their hearts turns into despair again.

Hot tears, uncontrollable from their cheeks down.

"I've never hated a man so much."

Qin leiming's eyes were like two cold swords. Looking at Mu Yu, he gritted his teeth and said, "you not only destroyed my son, but also killed four of my capable generals. It's not enough for me to directly sentence you to death."

"I will catch you and cut off your flesh one by one, so that you will die little by little in great pain."

"It's a pity that all this is just for you to think about. You can't catch me, and I'll see you die in front of me."

"Ha ha ha..."

Hearing Mu Yu's ridiculous words, Qin leiming couldn't help laughing and said: "here, I am the master and invincible. I can judge anyone's life and death, but no one can judge my life and death."

"I can give you life and death."

At this time, a flat voice came from the distant sky, with a kind of boundless power.

"Who?" Qin leiming's eyelids jump wildly, and a sense of crisis emerges from his heart.

The students below are also surprised. Who is it? So bold, he even said that he could judge Qin leiming's life and death.

Gong Yeming, Qiu Changlao and several other elders of the hall were surprised when they heard the voice.

It's him!

In the distance, there was a clear sound of the sword, followed by a strong sound of breaking the air.

All eyes are focused on that direction.

A small white shadow appeared in everyone's sight.

In a twinkling, it reached the eyes of the people.

A man in white, who is extremely elegant, steps on a long silver sword and comes here to defend it.

"Who is this man? How handsome

"I've never seen a man with such an outstanding temperament when I was so old."

"I believe that he is a Sword Fairy."

Below the students looking at the sky that a gorgeous figure, eyes shining, can not help but discuss.