Too sudden.

Fortunately, Su Dawei was agile and could not help but be stunned for a moment.

Helan Minzhi looked at him with a gentle smile.

Ming Chongyan, who was beside him, also looked at him with a smile, and his smile relieved his fatigue.

But under the smiles of these two young men, there was a murderous intent as deep as the abyss.

Under the table, Helan Minzhi's hand had already taken off the sword that was buckled upside down at the bottom of the table. Under the smile, under the round table, he stabbed Su Dawei's lower abdomen quietly.

boom!

The desktop cracked from it.

Helan Minzhi's smile condensed on his face.

Through the broken round table, he saw that the sword he stabbed out was clamped by Su Dawei's two fingers, as if it fell into an iron plier.

He pulled it hard, and didn't move at all.

Ming Chongyan laughed: "Why should Mr. Su Lang have the same knowledge as his younger generation?"

He said something as if his friend was comforting him, and he gently covered his palm.

Su Dawei's eyes narrowed.

Ming Chongyan's hand was as warm as jade, and his whole body was white, but before his palm could reach it, a biting cold and sarcastic meaning of the skin was already penetrated.

Inhuman!

Ming Chongyan is a unique man who was born with a spirit. Although he is young, he is a famous figure in history.

Do not be underestimated.

Su Dawei's thoughts changed rapidly. He clamped Helan Minzhi's fingers with two fingers on his left hand and gently rotated it, and the blue and white electric arc flashed.

The vitality turns into thunder.

The five fingers of the right hand gathered like a cone and pecked at the palm of Ming Chongyan's hand.

If later generations see his move, they will immediately recognize the crane peck similar to the "trunk and crane double-shaped" shape of the Southern Fist.

Ming Chongyan sneered in his heart when he saw this. He was a natural and spiritual stranger. Later, he had an adventure. It would have been fine if Su Dawei kept his door, but he was so arrogant and distracted.

The supernatural power of the vital energy turning into thunder will inevitably be weakened by distraction.

His "Ming Yu Hand" can condense qi into ice, and he is not afraid of his thunder magic.

The fingers and fingers intersect.

There was no strange noise.

The smile on Ming Chongyan's face suddenly changed, and he groaned in his throat, jumping backward in a mess.

His feet were connected to the ground.

Several footprints were stepped on the hard bluestone floor, and flames appeared in each footprint, which was strange and inexplicable.

At the same time, the blue and white lightning in Su Dawei's left hand attacked Helan Minzhi.

As long as the electric force hits the opponent, Su Dawei believes that Helan Minzhi can temporarily lose his ability to move, and he can control the entire game.

At this moment, Helan Minzhi's sunny and handsome face suddenly became ferocious, as if he was on the upper body of an evil ghost.

With a strange roar, the rolling black air surged out of him, and the sword bounced away from Su Dawei's finger with a "clang".

The tip of the sword trembled, and with a buzzing sound, the light of the blade was shook, and then it transformed into two, two, three, and three transformed all things.

Countless sword rain and star rays splashed towards Su Dawei.

This was a big surprise to Su Dawei.

His body rose away from the bench, sat down with his legs hooked, and flew towards the sword light in front of him.

Hurry~

The sword rained like silk, and the bench shattered into millions of pieces in the air.

Although all this seems slow, it happens almost simultaneously.

Su Dawei used his own dedication and forced Ming Chongyan to retreat, but he was wrong with Helan Minzhi and was forced to retreat.

The chaotic wood chips slowly fell from the air.

Helan Minzhi's eyes flashed with a faint green light, holding a sword in his right hand, pointing to the ground obliquely.

The surging black aura wrapped him in it like thick armor, with only a pair of eyes that were open in the Nine Nether Hell, staring at Su Dawei in a sequel.

On the other side, Ming Chongyan looked down at his Ming Yu hand.

The palm is full of burnt.

This is not the transformation of vital energy into thunder, it is fire!

Kan Tian Li Fire in the Heaven and Heaven Decision.

In just a moment, Su Dawei used his one-pointed and two-pointed action, fighting with each other, with electric force on his left and fire on his right hand.

It shows that his power of strange people has reached the state of the intersection of Kan and Li, and the water and fire are in harmony.

This is what Taoism calls "Hang Dan".

The kidney water rises into electricity, shaped like a dragon.

Heart fire descends into fire, like a tiger

Kidney water and heart fire meet in the Dantian, and Hunyuan is one, which is what Zhang Daoling, the Tianshi Dao in the late Han Dynasty, said, "The elixir is completed and the dragon and tiger appear."

Ming Chongyan raised his head, smiled on his face and said calmly: "The information is wrong. Su Dawei is not only good at turning qi into thunder, but also has a magic trick that can turn into fire."

Helan Minzhi's yin, wrapped in black gas, said on the side: "Even if he is proficient in two sects, he can't escape today."

A loud "bang" sound came from the gate.

Immediately following the window direction, a continuous sound of tumbling sounds came from.

The doors and windows were actually sealed.

The light in the hall dimmed.

Su Dawei looked at the two boys in front of him silently, his heart full of absurdity.

"Ming Chongyan, I have no grudges with you, right? Minzhi, why do you do this?"

His heart was filled with great doubts.

If it is an ordinary enemy, he doesn't have to think too much, just kill him.

However, this person is Helan Minzhi, the son of Wu Shun, and the nephew of Wu Meiniang. He must not be killed easily, otherwise it will be impossible to explain.

And he really didn't understand what reason Helan Minzhi had to kill him.

Why?

Huge questions hang in my heart.

His eyes stared at Helan Minzhi's body, which was as thick as black flames: "You are already half demon?"

The half-demon is not innately strange, but as a human being, infected with strange blood, the body begins to become strange, and perfectly merges with the demonic energy to become a non-human, non-military intermediate state.

In the past, when Su Dawei discovered the changes in Helan Minzhi, he thought of a way to deal with it.

At that time, it was Ming Chongyan, and then Master Xuanzang who took over this responsibility and suppressed the demon blood in Helan Minzhi's body with Buddhism and medicine, preventing him from completely losing his mind and becoming a half-demon who only knows how to kill and poke.

But now looking at Helan Minzhi's condition...

"My uncle, I'm also very curious. Why did this sword not stab you when I carefully set up the game?"

In the dark air, Helan Minzhi raised the thin sword in his hand, as relaxed as if he was chatting with his friends.

The bright sword blade reflected the black air, gradually dyed by the black air, and became as dark as ink.

Su Dawei said slowly: "Actually, before I came, I didn't think you would harm me, but when I was chatting with you, I suddenly discovered a strange place."

"What?"

"Master Xuanzang has changed the translation site. Now you are no longer convenient for him to listen to Buddhism and take medicine, right?

Your medicine cannot be stopped and needs to be taken for life.

But when I walked into this place, I didn’t smell any herbal smell. I was wondering at the time, how did you suppress the strange blood in your body?"

This question obviously surprised Helanmin.

He glanced at Ming Chongyan, and his eyes meant: I was careless.

Su Dawei stared at Helan Minzhi, his eyes shining brightly.

"Minzhi, I have any kindness to you but no hatred. Your mother and the queen are all close relatives. Why do you kill me? Why do you do such a thing that the relatives are painful and the enemy is happy?"

In the black fog, Helan Minzhi turned his head and looked at Ming Chongyan.

When he looked at Su Dawei again, the faint green eyes in the black fog flashed with a terrifying light: "Everyone is going to die, so much nonsense."

Su Dawei's eyes fell from his eyes to the blackened sword, and his voice became cold: "Is it you who was hiding on the beam of the house that day who attacked me?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the room suddenly became quiet.

The needle can be heard.

Ming Chongyan's face changed slightly.

The black fire on Helan Minzhi first shrank, and then suddenly expanded.

The next moment, his body rushed up: "Chongyan, take action!"

The eyes in the black air suddenly turned bloody.

The sword in his hand was transformed into thousands, like a storm, stabbing Su Dawei.

Ming Chongyan on the other side moved at the same time.

His palms rubbed like a sound of gold and stone.

His hands suddenly became as cold as ice, his palms were as white as snow-white ice jade, and his seal was floating towards Su Dawei.

These two teenagers cooperated without interruption.

Helan Minzhi's sword rain brings speed and violent aesthetics to the extreme.

Ming Chongyan's palm fully demonstrates the poetry and cruelty.

Wherever the palm passes, the ground is covered with frost, and all things are completely dead.

Su Dawei smiled: "I want to leave, who can stop me from the two of you?"

When the body moves, the dragon shape changes nine times.

In the middle of the moment, my body swayed and several afterimages were dragged out.

Helanmin's sword rain swung by, and the afterimage was destroyed.

Looking up, Su Dawei had already flashed to the door.

Raise your elbow and hit it back.

boom!

The thick wooden door burst instantly.

Just as he was about to break out, a huge saber to his head fell behind him.

Su Dawei was shocked, his body shrank, and he bent into a ball.

After a slight turn, it is almost avoided.

The big sword fell to the ground, and with a loud bang, a deep crack more than two feet long was cut out from the ground.

"They have helpers!"

Su Dawei's heart was dark.

I heard the sound of breaking the wind above my head.

Ming Chongyan had already slashed out his palms and slapped them down on his head.

The ground instantly condensed with white frost, and the coldness of freezing everything caused the air to burst into cold mist.

In this fog, a hand penetrates through it.

Crack ~

A palm containing purple lightning slapped Ming Chongyan's chest firmly and knocked him upwards.

"Damn it!"

Helan Minzhi roared violently, and his body turned into black mist and roared.

His voice was full of rage and violence: "Kill!"

The ink sword in his hand made a sharp scream, and a cluster of cold stars burst from the tip of the sword.

Like thousands of stars swaying, like fire trees and silver flowers.

quick!

The sword star is as fast as lightning.

But he is faster, Su Dawei is faster.

His figure spread out and suddenly he bounced up.

Grab the right hand with five fingers.

I heard a metal explosion sound like a "kick" and thousands of sword shadows disappeared.

The sword blade was grabbed by him with his flesh palm.

"court death!"
Chapter completed!