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Chapter six hundred and twenty first leave your life

Su Luo looked at Cui Ling's ghostly expression and said lightly: "You took action against me, and just wanted to leave like this. Isn't it a bit unreasonable? Don't you plan to leave something?"

While speaking, he then threw Zheng Qifeng's body at Cui Ling's feet.

Looking at Zheng Qifeng's death with his eyes closed, an endless chill burst out in Cui Ling's heart.

He took a few deep breaths hard, trying hard to calm himself down, and looked at Su Luo and said, "What do you want me to leave behind."

"Leave your life."

A simple sentence reveals a strong murderous intent and an extremely arrogant attitude.

He has never been an indecisive person. If Cui Ling dared to attack him just now, he would not let Cui Ling leave alive. Besides, he had already broken up with the Xuanwu group. Letting Cui Ling leave is just letting the tiger go back to the mountain?

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

When Cui Ling heard this, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his voice was hoarse: "Su Luo, do you want to kill me too?"

Su Luo's face was cold: "Can you try?"

"Then let's try it, do you have this ability?"

A shocking murderous intent suddenly burst out in Cui Ling's eyes. His five fingers opened and a long sword condensed by true energy appeared in his hand.

His body moved, causing a strong wind and rushed directly towards Su Luo.

He knew that his strength was comparable to Zheng Qifeng. If he fought with Su Luo head-on, it would be a complete suicide for him.

The best way is to rely on the sharp sword technique to unexpectedly, even if you can't kill Su Luo, as long as you severely damage Su Luo, he will be able to leave alive. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape if he wanted to. Su Luo's terrifying body technique just now was enough to kill him at the moment he ran away.

"There are many lights and shadows."

When she was about to approach Su Luo, the long sword in Cui Ling shook and a cold light turned into a cloud of shrouding Su Luo.

In an instant, thousands of sword shadows filled the air, dazzling and gorgeous, making people unable to tell which sword shadow was the real attack.

“Flamboyant and useless.”

Su Luo couldn't even look at the sword shadow in the sky. He raised his palm and directly penetrated into the sword shadow in the sky. He squeezed it into the air and actually squeezed the sword of the true energy condensed between his fingers.

All the illusory sword shadows disappeared without a trace

"how so?"

Cui Ling's eyes were so bloody that he stared at Su Luo, unable to believe it!

How did this kid do it, how did he discover the real attack from the sword shadows all over the sky, and, just two fingers are the head of the house, what the hell is this?

Damn it!

Could it be that the rumors spreading from Jiangnan are true that Su Luo really killed a warrior in the realm of God-Transporting God, unlike Zheng Qifeng who said that people in Jiangnan Province had never seen a martial arts master before, so they would stick gold on their faces.

Su Luo can kill a warrior who is half a step into the realm of God, and he will definitely not escape death at Su Luo's hands.

"Damn it!"

Cui Ling's face became a little twisted, and when his arm moved, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the sword of true energy, like a blade sweeping out, trying to force Su Luo to retreat.

Unfortunately, the energy had not completely exploded. Su Luo grabbed the two fingers of the sword of the true Qi and exerted force suddenly.

"Click!"

Just as the sound of glass shattering sounded, the sword of true qi exploded in Su Luo's hand and burst into countless pieces.

"Bang!"

Before Cui Ling could come back to his senses, he felt an unparalleled force coming. Then he felt a huge pain coming from his arm, and his whole arm exploded and burst into blood mist.

With one move, Cui Ling didn't even have the power to fight back, and his arm was blown into a blood mist.

"You...who are you?"

Cui Ling felt the severe pain from her arm and retreated. Her body could no longer control herself, and her face showed a strong look of fear.

He was the martial arts master who ranked 76th in the Yanhuang Grandmaster List. When did he become so weak that he couldn't even take Su Luo's move, and one of his arms was gone!

how so!

Who is he?

"Who am I? You are here to kill me, don't you know who I am? I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have attacked me, so you should go to hell!"

Su Luo's tone was full of indifference, and he walked towards Cui Ling step by step.

A cold momentum emanated from his body, covering this space, making this space instantly feel like it has entered the cold winter month, dripping water into ice.

Cui Ling suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at Su Luo and said in a deep voice: "Do you really want to kill all the people? I am from Xuanwu Group. If you kill me, the Xuanwu Group will not let you go."

Su Luo showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and his tone was calm, saying, "If I don't kill you, will Xuanwu Group let me go? No matter what the result is, your Xuanwu Group will not let me go. Why do I have to show mercy? Kill one is also killing, and kill two is also killing. I don't mind having more life in my hands, at least I will have much less trouble."

Cui Ling's face was pale and she was filled with endless fear. She seemed to have a storm and storm in her heart, constantly rushing in her heart!

"Do you really want to kill all the people? Aren't you afraid that I will take you to die together?" Cui Ling said gritting his teeth.

"You are not qualified to die together yet, let's go!"

Su Luo stopped talking nonsense, and his figure rushed towards Cui Ling, raised his hand and punched him out.

"I...I've fought with you."

When Cui Ling saw this scene, his eyes flashed with determination and roared angrily. The true energy on his body surged wildly, gathered on his right foot, and kicked Su Luo's arm with boundless power.

The strong wind filled the entire space in an instant.

"boom!"

The two forces collided and fell into an endless storm, rolling up everything around them, sweeping out like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Su Luo stood there motionlessly, his true energy swaying, as if a pair of invisible big hands appeared. The storm was torn and smashed, and his whole body was not damaged at all.

Cui Ling fell out of the storm, covered in blood, her right leg disappeared without a trace, leaving only half of her empty trouser legs, swaying in the wind.

"Boy, you..."

Cui Ling had endless fear on his face and his voice was hoarse: "You... you are actually a martial artist, and you are also a martial artist who has entered the realm of a martial arts master. How is this possible? Yan Huang hasn't seen a martial artist who has entered the martial arts master for hundreds of years."

“So what?”

Su Luo squinted his eyes and looked at Cui Ling with fear. His figure flashed and appeared directly beside Cui Ling. He grabbed the other party's neck and said, "Tell me, who sent you to Jiangcheng to find me? What is this person's identity in Xuanwu Group? Is this person related to Chen Jing?"
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