Chapter 368: Suicide

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The roaring sound stopped immediately, and Youguilang looked at Bailian blankly, unable to say a word.

Under the ghost's face, the anger was deep. Erhe looked sideways at Bailian: "You bragging little thing, you can't even break my formation. Do you really think you can defeat me with Yin Jade?"

"He can't take you down, what about me?"

Accompanied by a cold voice, a tall and slender figure left the dusk and walked slowly.

The person's pure white clothes were stained with the coldness of the snow, the thin ribbon and the lingering black hair were fluttering in the wind, and the elegant and elegant face was calm and beautiful, the light was hazy, and it was faintly reflected on her eyes. There was a hint of coldness in his dark eyes.

"Taixuanzong...Miss Su Jing?!"

Everyone exclaimed, shocked and excited.

The arrival of the second river in the demon world is tantamount to placing a shadow of uneasiness in everyone's mind. Even though he has not actually taken action against them, once the six rivers in the demon world appear in the human world, it will definitely be a sea of ​​blood and hell.

Seeing Su Jing appear gave them more confidence and security for this battle.

Ying Xiu looked at Su Jing with a complex expression, but found that there was no him in her eyes at all. Those cold eyes like ice and snow were actually as deep and calm as he could see at a glance.

I can no longer find even the slightest trace of familiarity in my memory.

This feeling of emptiness makes people feel it is difficult to make up for it. It is clear that they only have disdain and disgust for her. Why do they feel empty and sour in their hearts when they meet again.

"It's you?" Erhe's voice was slightly shocked when he saw Su Jing walking out of Fang Geyu's carriage.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the four white bones under his feet were all broken and shattered. In the rapid shadow of the sword light, the incomplete broken bone patterns were completely destroyed, and the array light was instantly shattered.

Everyone looked in the direction of Su Jing in amazement.

Her waist was cut with love, and she didn't know when the sheath was empty.

Erhe snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his hand, holding the speeding Love-Destroying Sword between his two fingers. The edge of the sword was only an inch away from his eyebrows.

But the mask on his face cracked into countless tiny cracks, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"This is really a big trouble." Erhe stabbed Zhanqing with his finger, but the force of the sword directly caused his little finger to explode into a ball of blood.

He raised his sleeves to cover his face. After the sleeves fell down, he put on a new mask, as if revealing his appearance would cause greater trouble for him.

The Love-Destroying Sword that flew out did not fly back to the sheath on Su Jing's waist. Instead, it drew a clear arc in mid-air and made a very beautiful spin. It turned into the fog in the air, and the sword's edge was suddenly filled with fierce murderous intent, burning. The sword fire came out and stabbed towards Yuguilang's heart.

Without saying a word, this decisiveness and ruthlessness even shocked Ernihe. He roared angrily, stretched out his long arms, and in desperation, directly used his arm to protect Yuguilang.

However, Su Jing was by no means an economical person. However, he raised his head slightly, and the Love-Destroying Sword followed suit and slashed upwards, slashing down the arm he had stretched out to block.

No blood was seen, and the body of the Second River was not in Ghost Mountain. This body was just a distraction body. The part of his arm that flew out was just like Bai Lian cutting off one of his fingers, and it scattered into little black flames. ash.

The sword of love-cutting kept moving, cutting off an arm, and continued to kill Youguilang.

Such a stunning sword was enough to prove her ruthlessness and coldness.

No matter what the Demon Sect's plot is, as long as You Guilang is killed, no one can open the third realm of Ghost Mountain, and the Demon Sect's plan will naturally end in failure.

Su Jing never acted sloppily and always ended things directly.

Erhe shook his head: "It's so murderous."

A dark star mist spread out from the wound between his broken arm, and the mist formed a wheel, trapping the Love-Severing Sword in a space.

The power of the sword did not decrease at all, but above Balian's head, a round of the same star mist quietly appeared.

The Love-Severing Sword sank into the first round of star mist. The next moment, a ray of extremely cold sword edge penetrated the dark mist and sea of ​​stars and landed straight down, carrying an unstoppable cold sword intent.

The glazed umbrella reflected the outline of the Love-Destroying Sword.

Bailian didn't move a step, and no one noticed.

Su Jing's sword is very capable of capturing its shadow.

Of course, she herself is an exception.

Su Jing slightly raised his eyes, and the unstoppable and invincible love-cutting sword came to a stop. The sound of the sword was ancient and long, and the murderous intention stopped.

Hearing the sound of sword clanging, the umbrella above Balian's head tilted slightly. He looked at the ancient divine sword standing coldly and solemnly in the darkness without saying a word.

"Taixuanzong Su Jing's style of killing to stop killing and killing to pour out the killing is truly well-deserved." Erhe applauded and said with a smile: "But once the edge of the sword is stopped, the will will eventually wear away. , look, when you look up at the hovering Love-Severing Sword, it’s not much different from the ordinary soft secular sword, is it?”

Su Jing didn't answer. She spread her palms and the Love-cutting Sword fell back into her palms. Her voice was cold, but the next words she said were to Yougui Lang.

"The ending seems to be irresistible, but in fact it leaves you with a wonderful opportunity for revenge."

Youguilang huffed and twisted his neck, looking puzzled.

Su Jing said softly: "If I were you, facing my hated enemy, if he wants to take something, I will do my best to destroy it!"

The sword intention of the Love-Severing Sword was completely gone, but the sword's edge was pointed at Youguilang from afar.

The sword is like its master, cutting off the emotions and returning to the ruthless sword. Even if the ruthless sword does not show killing intent, it is still sharp and can make people's eyes sting.

She said: "This is what I think is the best revenge."

Su Jing's voice seemed ruthless, and his meaning was also very cruel.

Yugui Lang understood. The corners of his deep mouth began to rise into a twisted arc, and his blood-stained eyes looked at the woman in white standing in the darkness.

He hissed: "You are really a madman...because only a madman can grasp what I fear and want so accurately."

The man in purple robe gradually felt something bad. When he turned around, he saw Yougui Lang laughing maniacally.

The laughter that was almost accompanied by a roar was like an old vulture with old and withered wings, the last ferocious and crazy expression before death.

Yougui Lang's chest heaved violently, his eyes were full of curses, black blood from Juexin's veins kept pouring out of his mouth, and he stared at the Second River: "It is said that the demons put their mission above everything else, for To achieve the mission, all family ties, morality, friendship, and compassion can be discarded. When you destroyed everything for me, you didn't say you would repay me in full today, but Chang Huijun, you have to let me ask for some interest from you, right? "

I have been unhappy for so many years, is it your turn to be unhappy too?

Erhe stared at the black blood spilling from the corners of his lips, and the sound of teeth grinding came from under the mask.