Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 717: Two extremes of paranoia

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Su Ming did n’t know how many people he killed. He took three hundred steps. Endless Sword Qi blasted out, but under the Slaughter Sword wave in his hands, those Sword Qi collapsed one by one. At the same time, more heads With a cry of screams, he rose with the blood flying.

The body of Su Ming is bloody, that is blood, and that is the blood of Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciple. The Slaughter Sword in his hand is red, and the entire mountain of Great Leaf Immortal Sect has become red.

Behind Su Ming, all the three hundred steps were shattered, as represented by the will and determination of Su Ming, wherever he passed, all the creatures were shattered like the stone of that step.

Blood flows down the mountain, and the thick blood is all around, and even the snowflakes in all directions seem to be dyed red at this moment.

Su Ming walked quietly, swiping the tip of his sword, and a young man who looked less than twenty years old. The head and body were separated in front of Su Ming. His eyes showed confusion, bitterness, and fell down.

"You and I have no enmity, but you should not be the person of Great Leaf Immortal Sect." Su Ming whispered to open mouth, and left hand grabbed to the side, and immediately a magical person beside him was turned into a color phoenix coming, was left by Su Ming Penetrate directly into his supernatural powers and grab this person's neck.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman, but Su Ming had no pity, the coldness of her left hand soaked into the woman ’s whole body, letting the woman tremble, in despair, her neck suddenly shattered, the power of destruction Rushing into her body, disintegrating her primordial spirit.

Su Ming let go and took a step.

There is no right or wrong, no good and evil, only the self-selection made under different positions, Great Leaf Immortal Sect is Sect of Di Tian, which determines the fate of Great Leaf Immortal Sect.

In the Su Ming's consciousness, there is no idea of ​​injustice and debt, but some are just provokers. The coldly indifferent, which destroys the Manchus, is extremely extreme, paranoid, and merciless to the enemy.

The Tibetan Dragon Sect is also good. Sky Mist Zong, and there are three evil gates, the destruction of these Sect, Su Ming hardly shot too much, mostly Barbarian Clan people are crazy killing, only this Great Leaf Immortal Sect, Su Ming does not bring any Barbarian Clan. Even Ming (Destiny) Clan was ordered by him to wait outside.

Because of the hatred of Great Leaf Immortal Sect and Su Ming, even if someone is not killed by him, he will feel sorry.

Because of hating a person, all Sect have hatred for all their blood, which may be wrong. But in Su Ming's memory, when he didn't come to this dark place, the endless darkness. From the voice of his sister, as well as his own feelings, all the people surrounded him and his sister, engulfed and absorbed some kind of breath inside them, so that his sister became weaker and weaker, all this has made him paranoid.

"I help Barbarian Clan because my soul is here, because of my master, my Senior Brother. They are Barbarian Clan, because of the beauty in my memory, even if the beauty is false, but they are me The most cherished memory in life.

That memory of Lishan, that mountain, those people ... and tradition. Customs, everything, etc. are Barbarian Clan, so ... I help Barbarian Clan, so even if I do n’t think of myself as Barbarian God, I can help Barbarian Clan rise for them. "

Su Ming's eyes showed reminiscence, his sword was swept away, and his body took a few steps again. At this moment, there are thousands of heads behind him, but this killing is not over yet.

Because of cherishing memories, because the person of Nine Peaks is Barbarian Clan, Su Ming can go to pay for the entire Barbarian Clan, this is his character.

Similarly, the other side of this extreme character is the killing of Su Ming today. Because he hates a person, he can hate his manchu and manzong by himself, and if he kills, he will not stay in the grass.

"You, you should not worship Great Leaf Immortal Sect." Su Ming shook his head and swept the **** sword in his hand. With a flick of his body, he stepped on the top of the half of the Great Leaf Immortal Sect mountain. Dozens of heads flew up, the blood spread out, staining all the flying snow nearby.

"Su Ming !!!" When Su Ming stepped on the half of the mountain, an angry low roar came from the front, and the sound came from ... Bei Ling.

Bei Ling is holding a sword in his hand, his body is trembling, both eyes is crimson, he looks at Su Ming, his eyes reveal complexity and hatred, and his side Chen Xin stands there silently, his expression revealing daze and bleakness.

"Are you sure you have to kill everything, do you have to destroy the entire Great Leaf Immortal Sect !!" Bei Ling stared at Su Ming with a loud roar.

Su Ming lifted his footsteps and walked up to the last step under his foot. When he stood on the top of the mountain, there was a crack in the last step behind him, but it did not shatter. This is ... the first one, After Su Ming walked by, there were no completely broken steps.

"If it is, then kill my husband and wife, so as not to let us see the death of the same door and grieve and indignation, you take it, I Bei Ling will not fight back, you take it!" Bei Ling dropped his sword in his hand In the roar, his eyes left ... tears.

Su Ming is silent, the Slaughter Sword in his hand is killing intent out of his own, contains a trace of bloodthirsty spirits, if the cold eyes look at the two people in front of him, if Su Ming stops, it will definitely Rush out, kill these two people directly, use their blood to make themselves more dazzling.

Today, it has been stained with blood that has not been seen in a long time, which makes it extremely excited to recognize Su Ming.

"You do n’t care about Intention anymore, you do n’t care about everything about Wushan, then come and kill me, kill Chen Xin who has a good impression on you since childhood, kill us, you do n’t need much time, kill us , Break our thoughts of you ... "Bei Ling roared loudly, tears more.

"Remember that I taught you to use arrows, and remember when Wushan suffered the siege of Black Mountain, did you and I fight together, are you ... or are you from Wushan !!"

"Are you worthy of grandfather and tribesmen of Wushan Tribe, come on, kill me !!!"

Bei Ling's words made Su Ming silent in the middle of the heart. This kind of tingling is the poison that the more cherished the memory is, the more violent the poison is.

In the moment when his pain appeared and slowly looked at Bei Ling, Chen Xin next to Bei Ling suddenly raised his head, and the dimness in her eyes was replaced by complexity, and the tears she shed, she seemed to make a decision, and issued a rush to Su Ming.

"Su Ming, let's go ..." But her voice hadn't been finished yet, Bei Ling turned sharply there, slapped directly at Chen Xin, Chen Xin rolled up to the ground, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood.

It was almost the moment that Chen Xin prompted. Suddenly, a sword suddenly appeared from the void behind Su Ming with lightning speed. While Su Ming was hurt by the words of Bei Ling, it immediately penetrated into its back. Above.

In the position of the tip of the sword, there is a faint blue fire, which is a poisonous fire that can burn souls. As long as the sword is stabbed into the body, one's soul can be burned.

This sword seems to have been waiting here for a long time. When Bei Ling makes Su Ming's mind tremble, it will launch this killing game that is obviously designed for Su Ming.

With a thump, Su Ming's chest was filled with blood, and the sword that appeared behind him directly penetrated his chest, revealing a small half of the body. The blood dripped along the tip of the sword, earth, and fell on the snow on the ground , One drop, one drop.

"Su Ming, you shouldn't come to Great Leaf Immortal Sect." Behind Su Ming, there was an old voice, the voice Su Ming was familiar with, that was the father of Bei Ling, Wushan had the first words.

It was almost the first time this sword penetrated the body of Su Ming. The moment his words echoed, the moment Su Ming looked down at the tip of the sword, the look of Bei Ling in front of him immediately turned into a terrible, and his body quickly galloped. In front of Su Ming, when the right hand was lifted, a dark dagger appeared in his hand, directly piercing the eyebrow of Su Ming.

"Su Ming, you die !!"

The dagger fell into Su Ming ’s eyebrows and penetrated directly. At the same time, the sound of a spell came suddenly from sky. With the reverberation of the spell, a figure appeared suddenly. It was nearly ten thousand Great Leaf Immortal Sect disciples. .

They floated in mid-air, surrounded by thousands of miles, centered on the peaks of Great Leaf Immortal Sect, and formed a huge Formation. This Formation slowly moved with the movement of nearly 10,000 people. With its operation, a huge seal The power suddenly came to earth, and even within the Formation, while the seal power spread, the nearly ten thousand people all raised their swords in their hands and slammed toward Su Ming below.

The sword of nearly ten thousand, under the operation of this Formation, in the roar of the roaring sound, awesomely transformed into a great sword, this great sword reveals the quaint vicissitudes, straight from sky to Su Ming .

"You are not Bei Ling of Wushan." Su Ming ignored the great sword that sky came. He looked at Bei Ling with a greasy expression. When to open mouth was faint, Bei Ling's expression suddenly changed suddenly. The dagger that pierced into the eyebrow of Su Ming was freezing fast, and it became ice in an instant. The coldness spread even more. At the moment when he wanted to release his hand, he covered his arm and suddenly filled his whole body. , Directly frozen the body of Bei Ling and its primordial spirit into an ice sculpture in front of Su Ming.

"You are not the first one of Wushan." When Su Ming whispered to open mouth, the sword tip on his chest became ice, and the first one behind him was a horrified growl. He was in a hurry to be retreat, but He hadn't waited for three steps to quit, and he, like his son, was directly frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

This is the Fate Cultivator supernatural power of Su Ming. He is the midwinter, and his Fate Standard is the winter. He can attract the snow of the midwinter or freeze everything.

Unless the other party ’s Xiu Wei is superior to him, there is no possibility in front of Fate Cultivator.

The sound of the click echoes. The ice sculpture made by Bei Ling keeps its gritty appearance. It is torn apart, and the ice sculpture made by his father is also broken under the sound of the click.

Su Ming's eyebrow dagger shattered, so did the tip of the sword on his chest.

He stood there, still not caring about the sword that sky came, but looked at the Chen Xin with blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you remind me?" Su Ming is soft to open mouth.

(To be continued)