Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 89: Past, let ’s go

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He understands that in Fengzhen Tribe, the person who appears in front of himself in the same way and is capable of Wu Sen is Su Ming.

He understood that in the Fengzhen Claystone City's Wushan Tribe residence, when he came back with exhaustion at night, when he looked at the blood of his own eyebrow floating in the room, he was surprised and guessed constantly. People, too ... Su Ming!

At the same moment, he looked at the back of Su Ming standing in front of him, in a trance, on Su Ming, he seemed to see the figure returned from the first pass of the big test. , So familiar, he understood, then ... also Su Ming!

All these thoughts, like countless thunders blasting in the brain of Bei Ling at this moment, seems to be transformed into a lot of lightning passing through his mind, making him tremble, afraid to believe all this, he is difficult to believe, Su Ming I don't know when I had such a cultivation practice, but it was silent, reaching the level of letting myself raise the head look up.

In his memory, this is the person he always hates, he is contemptuous from his heart, and even Su Ming, whose words are always coldly indifferent opposite, now makes Bei Ling's heart complicated.

The level of complexity makes him seem to forget that he is still on the battlefield, he is fighting, he has forgotten everything, and his mind is blank and dazed.

"How is this ..." Bei Ling murmured, Chen Xin beside him hugged him tightly, with tears in her eyes, she did not have Su Ming in her eyes, some were just Bei Ling now that pale face still has before At that moment, death did not take a step back like a mountain.

All this is slow to speak, but in fact it is almost the moment when the spear of Su Ming is coming to earth, and when the big man with the knife collapsed, Su Ming stepped forward, his speed. Quickly, it turned into a residual image and went straight to the left side of the person who was staggered by the wind and waves. This person is about fifty years old, and it is only Blood Condensation Realm Five Layers.

He just stepped back a few steps, and immediately saw a flower, the both eyes pupil contraction was about to take a big step back, a strong crisis suddenly came to his body, but Su Ming is too fast, has not waited for this person After retreating again, he was screaming in the air, approaching instantaneously, the whole person with a terrible look, with an angry killing, without fists, but with his body, he slammed into this Black Mountain man. Chest.

The sound of a click sounded crisply, and the corner of the mouth of the Black Mountain man overflowed with blood, and his back burst open, but his body could not withstand the powerful force from Su Ming. His bones were all broken and his body was thrown backwards. He died on the ground.

The hatred in Su Ming ’s eyes not only did not decrease, but became more intense. He hated everyone in the Black Mountain department, and now turned sharply, staring at that not far away, among the three Black Mountain Barbarian Cultivator who wanted to kill Bei Ling The last one.

This man is burly, but he is not tall. The greasy smile and the excited eyes of the Bei Ling were changed suddenly at this moment, and the smile turned into a horror. The eyes contained fear, and his eyes were open. In the way Su Ming shocked him, he killed one person with a spear, and even hit himself with another one.

The clean and tidy scene gave this big man a cruel and crazy feeling. His heart was beating. When Su Ming looked at him, he immediately screamed in fear, and he would retreat regardless of everything. He was terrified, and he felt that Su Ming at the moment is definitely the leader level in Wushan Tribe. Such a person is not something he can resist.

But just less than three steps back from this big man, severe roar of sharp suddenly emerged, but saw an arrow shot from a distance, that arrow could penetrate the void, and came out instantly, from this big man There was a stream of blood in his neck, which penetrated directly and fell on the side of the big tree, making a loud noise, making the big tree tremble.

The big man held his neck, and blood continued to flow out. both eyes was dim and fell to the ground. The body was trampled by the people of the two families who were killed around.

The head in the distance, quickly withdrawing his gaze with exhaustion, and his enemy, the leader of the eighth floor of Blood Condensation in the Black Mountain department, continued to fight.

Su Ming walked towards Bei Ling, stopped in front of it, grabbed the scaly blood spear pierced in the snow, and pulled it out fiercely. eyes flash was looking for the Black Mountain tribesmen to continue killing, his ear There was a complex and hesitant voice from Bei Ling.

"Thank you ..." The sound is mixed between the fighting of this war and the sobbing tune, and it seems very weak. Su Ming seems not to hear it. After pulling out the spear, he walked forward, but he walked out of the count Step, but there is a slight meal.

"Past, just go ... For Chen Xin, you have to live well ..." Su Ming to open mouth, stepped forward, and went straight to the crowd not far away.

Almost at the moment when Su Ming galloped forward, coldly indifferent suddenly looked at Su Ming from the far fence, that is a man in a burlap shirt, looking around forty, with a body Extremely powerful, it looks like an iron tower. His body is full of blood, but almost all of them belong to Barbarian Cultivator of Wushan Tribe.

The vitality of his body is magnificent. It looks like it has reached the eighth floor of Blood Condensation. It seems to be almost the same as Ye Wang, which was once battled with Su Ming.

At the moment when he looked at Su Ming, the person raised his right hand. In his hand, there was a long bone blade. With his knife in his hand, he cut off the head of an Wushan Tribe tribesmen around him.

The tribesmen and the bloodline self-destruction, which have not even come yet, are in a different place in the head, and their head was grabbed by this person, and they were directly thrown away at the Su Ming that they were looking at.

With blood on his head, the head fell on the feet of Su Ming. The blood stained the snow, making the snow melt quickly and became blood.

Su Ming has a footstep, looking at the **** both eyes raise the head, and the big man in this battlefield, separated by the crowd, intertwined together, Su Ming saw the cruel and cold in the big man's head, the big man also saw Su Ming The madness in the eyes and killing intent.

The eyes of the two, at the moment of contact, the big man moved, his body shook, the whole person jumped straight to Su Ming, Su Ming's right foot stepped towards earth, the body also jumped quickly, rushing towards that Dahan!

This big man can put on hessian clothes instead of animal skins. Obviously, he has a high status in the Black Mountain department. Being able to kill such people will definitely hit the morale of the Black Mountain department.

Due to their different identities, this big man's action immediately attracted the attention of many tribesmen in the Black Mountain part of the battle here, and it seemed to be driven by the momentum, one by one.

Seeing that the two are getting closer and closer, in a flash, they huddle together and start a fierce battle of life and death.

But at this moment, directly in front of the Wushan Tribe crowd, Wushan Patriarch spewed blood, complexion was pale, and his body was backwards, but he was seen in front of him, and the Black Mountain department was mostly dead, but there was one who was fighting with grandfather The same big man dressed in black suddenly appeared, with his amazing repair behavior, Wushan Patriarch shock was forced to retreat in one fell swoop.

The black man with a dull look, but revealing the bloodthirsty color, took a big step, with the two Black Mountain departments Barbarian Cultivator that followed behind him, went straight to the Patriarch of the retreat, and looked like it seemed to be Bombed the injured Patriarch in one fell swoop. Patriarch's side, the tribesmen Barbarian Cultivator that followed his struggle has already died in the bloodline self-destruction in the previous battle, at the moment in front of the crowd, only him.

At the time of the crisis, it seems that Wushan Tribe Patriarch could not avoid the point of life and death. In the anger and sorrow of the crowd behind, there was a person who suddenly rushed out of the crowd. This person is an old man. He is Wushan Tribe. Nansong!

The moment he walked out, he seemed to sigh softly, and his right foot stepped towards earth, there was no strong noise, but the black man chasing Wushan Patriarch in front, but his body was shocked, as if a step under his feet, his expression appeared While shocked, Nansong went out and landed in front of the big man. His thin right arm punched him, striking at the pace of his pursuit, and stopped him. The two of them fought together in front of this group.

But beside the **** man, there are two Black Mountain Barbarian Cultivator following, one of them is the head of the Black Mountain who is holding a big bow. Although this person is shocked by the coming of Nansong, there is that black Yi Hanzi was there, he clenched his teeth and jumped to Wushan Patriarch, his eyes showing cruelty and excitement, he could imagine that if he killed this Wushan Patriarch, take his head, in the tribe, he will stand great merit.

Wushan Patriarch smirked. He was a few feet away from the crowd behind the Barbarian Statue light protection, but now he understands that he ca n’t go back.

But he did n’t regret it in his eyes, only he did n’t regret it, he did n’t regret the war death. As a Patriarch, it was his glory to fight for the tribe, but he did n’t want to ... he left the tribe so quickly. He has not yet taken tribesmen to a safe place ...

The crisis here in Patriarch is seen by Su Ming and by many people. But in Black Mountain, no one can rush out. After all, it is the life and death of Wushan Patriarch, and the Black Mountain is also This unfolds excited excitement and traps every Barbarian Cultivator of Wushan Tribe.

Su Ming wanted to rush away, but the big man in the Black Mountain department wearing a rough linen shirt was stopped with a sneer, making Su Ming simply unable to survive, even the chance of throwing a spear.

At this moment of crisis, at this moment of Wushan Tribe Patriarch, it seems impossible to avoid this moment of life and death. The Wushan ordinary tribesmen protected by the light of Barbarian Statue is at the forefront and closest to Patriarch. There are more than ten young people.

These young people are trembling. They are a group of people in the tribe who are waiting to die. They do n’t have Barbarian Body, and they do n’t have a strong body. They often relax when they work in tribesmen on weekdays. The Barbarian Cultivator, which had been killed in battle in their homes, made them feel that they had some special rights. No matter what they did, as long as they did not betray the tribe, they would continue to do so for life.

They have not forgotten the glory they once had in their homes, but they did not choose to inherit this glory, but chose to give themselves a reason to laziness under the protection of this glory.

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