v7 Chapter 21： answer

The son of God bit the big white pear slightly, and the voice didn't fall. Su Emei's hands had a little bit of starburst on the blue scabbard. Xingmano quickly fluttered like summer fireflies, spreading from the waist into strips of meandering light, set off her misty fairy.

Originally, Su Emei Yang Yang's real world was not modified as a godson in his eyes, and now there was a little light in his eyes. But that's it. As he chewed the sweet pears, he took time to compliment him, "Yes."

Su Emei took a sudden step forward, three-foot Qing Feng groaned out of the sheath, and stabbed straight towards the Son of God. Outside of the dazzling sword light, thousands of stars are turned into blossoming sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, like the smoke and dust from a comet falling to the ground, bursting out!霎 Time covers a range of 100 feet.

Suddenly plunged into Su Emei's Jianqi field, the godson opened his mouth unexpectedly. Numerous Osmanthus streamers generally shot through his body, piercing his blue shirt into numerous fine holes, and the sword light came straight to his throat.

Baili was pierced by the sword air, and disappeared before the mouth of the god.

Seeing through Baili's sword qi, his throat was about to be pierced, but stopped abruptly, as if being pinched by a finger.

Jian Qi has indeed been pinched by the Son of God, although it is still sharp, but it is no longer possible.

"This sword is truly extraordinary." The **** son, who shattered his clothes into a fishing net, admired him, seemingly embarrassed, but he was calm and restless. He saw Su Emei's gaze for the first time.

Su Emei is five steps away from the Son of God.

It was only the sword gas that was held, but no matter how hard Su Emei tried, Qing Feng couldn't move forward for another half a minute. Not only can't move forward, they can't even pull it back. At this moment, Qing Feng seemed to be a seven-inch snake.

The weird inch of the broken clothes of the godson was restored to its original appearance, and the anger of the sword that had just exploded was enough to seriously hurt the ordinary sun god, but did not let him shed a drop of blood. And now, even the results of slashing his clothes have been erased.

"Is this just the case?" The Son of God is still full of hope, expecting Su Emei to show stronger strength, "It will not be enough to hurt me."

Su Emei didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

The sharp edge of the sword that had been exhausted suddenly issued a crane-like buzzing, and the sword gas restricted by death was suddenly full of light. One black and one white yin and yang fish flew out of the sword body and turned into two. Road sharp sword gas shot straight into the eyes!

The godson's eyes were stunned, and the bimang masterpiece in the eyes of the electric light and flint turned his pupil into a crescent shape, and the brilliance was so clear! Black and white Jianqi was hit by Qinghui, and Mo Yan exploded in front of him.

Taking this opportunity, Su Emei finally withdrew Qing Feng. Without hesitation, she cut out hundreds of black and white sword qi, and the sword has the voice of crane!

If Zhuoluo is still alive, seeing Su Emei now, she will understand that she died injustice. Every sword light here is three points stronger than the sword gas that killed him!

"Okay!" The Son of God couldn't help praising, his voice sounded, but he didn't see how he did it. The body was violent, and countless flying blades swept up.

With the explosion of sound, the sword qi that hit the flying blade was disintegrated. The whirlwind flying blade was imposing. After breaking the black and white sword qi, it did not decrease, but instead turned into a dragon blasting towards Su'emei.

Flying sickle on the moon!

This trick was exhibited in the hands of the Son of God, a hundred times better and a hundred times stronger than ordinary servants.

Su Emei Qing Feng chopped with a chop, cutting off the hurricane-like flying blade off foot by foot, and when she dragged Hu Xiaoya back a few hundred feet, when she stopped, her mouth had blood spilled.

Seeing that Su'e Mei guarded Hu Xiaoya backing away, the Son of God did not chase.

By this time, dozens of white rainbows had flown in all directions, and one real monk was exposed in the air, encircling the Son of God within five hundred feet.

It was not until Su Emei handed Hu Xiaoya to a monk, who turned a blind eye to the surrounding monks, and smiled, but said nothing to Su Emei, "Little girl, your elder sister has been injured Now, do you know how great I am? Give you a chance to repent. If you are willing to worship at my door, come here now, and I promise that no one will dare stop you. "

Hu Xiaoya had been stupid.

The spectacle produced by Su Emei's encounter with the Son of God has exceeded the limits of her imagination and acceptance ability, and now she can only stare with a pair of big eyes in a daze.

The Word of the Son of God seemed to have some kind of magic power, which immediately restored her intellect.

So Hu Xiaoya's eyes became red, and tears flooded.

The Son of God thought she was agitated and smiled more and more.

Expecting Hu Xiaoya to speak, it was unprecedentedly fierce: "You big devil, I must kill you!"

Seeing her hands and feet kicking indiscriminately, the appearance of Zhangya dancing claws, if not guarded, would have rushed out and desperately with the Son of God.

Although Hu Xiaoya is just a little girl in the countryside, after all, she is eleven years old and naturally knows what the Son of God is. That was the culprit that led to her family's destruction. It exists in the mouth of every Tubo, and it is the one that should be stabbed.

The godson was stunned by the crazy appearance of Hu Xiaoya, and immediately realized what he was, not embarrassed into anger, but sighed with regret, "In this case, you can't live under this situation."

He has confirmed that Hu Xiaoya is exceptionally talented, and of course he cannot allow the other party to grow into a serious problem, which is irresponsible to the Tibetan monks.

Su Emei sneered: "You might have said this too early."

The Son of God moved his gaze to Su Emei again, disapprovingly saying: "Your helpers, even the Master's combat power, have no threat to me. Although your sword is good, it is difficult for the Master to beat you. , But again, it is not enough to threaten me. "

Speaking of which, the Son of God paused for a moment, and suddenly a little interest rose in his eyes: "I heard that there are big and small lives in the Tsing Yi Shumen. Although the combat power may be worse, the charm of killing and killing the devil in the country It ’s a pity not to know something, but I do n’t know where it is now? In the White Deer Cave, Chu Nanhuai can be called an old fox, and it is worth a while. ”

Su Emei didn't answer, but just looked at the gaze of the Son of God, with a sense of banter.

The Son of God closed his eyes for a moment of contemplation, and his heart soon had the answer, "It seems that the Grand Master who went to Luzhou is more blessed than me, and can see so many romantic people in the Tang Dynasty."

With that said, the Son of God looked at Su Emei again and played with the taste: "Not to mention the Grand Master with a large number of Masters, would he not jealous of these people, what are you going to do now? I said that, just as you just showed The strength of even the hands with these people will not threaten me. Moreover, the power of the moon **** has shrouded this land. As long as I am willing, your combat power will drop by 30%. "

Su Emei waved her hand.

The Son of God was surprised to find that the real monks who surrounded him five hundred feet away actually started to retreat in unison.

It didn't stop until it was back five hundred feet.

This is an action to clear the battlefield.

What other means does this woman have in front of her?

Such a large battlefield is enough for land wonderland.

The Son of God could only look at Su Emei in perplexity.

Su Emei, holding a three-foot Qingfeng obliquely, began to look hazy and fuzzy, her reflection in the water was looming, and her voice was gradually full of majesty: "Aren't you wondering if the reincarnation of Guanghan Fairy is true? You will soon have an answer Now. "