"Uncle Chuan, I didn't expect that you would bring out the" blood stab "under your command. This martial arts team is one of the three trump teams of our Su family, which are all made up of dark warriors."

Su Jianqing sighed, suddenly shook his head and asked, "but after all, the other side can chop the fourth master with a sword. Only with them, can they really win the other side?"

Although Su zhanchuan's admonition has removed Wang Xu's mental barrier, Su Jianqing is still a little worried when he sees Su zhanchuan's self-confidence.

"The warriors in the blood stab are all selected by me. They fight outside all the year round. Can they be compared with those fat pigs who only know how to enjoy all the time in modern social life, lack of fighting experience and only have Qi and blood?" Su zhanchuan sneered and said with disdain:

"In such a small place as Jianghai, Zhang's family advocates Feixiong, saying that he is a warrior who can only be killed in front of xueci. The struggle between martial arts and Taoism lies in life and death, and the victory lies in fighting! "

At this point, he looked at Wang Xu more and more indifferently, his tone did not fluctuate, and his voice continued coldly

"What's more, do you really think I'm looking down on this kid? No, I just despise him from the bottom of my heart, but I will not underestimate him. If he really only has to rely on the power of magic weapon, I don't care if blood stab breaks his limbs or even kills him. As long as he dies, Pingfeng's revenge will be avenged. "

"But what if he had something else to rely on besides the broken sword?"

With this last sentence, Su zhanchuan did not say much. He just looked at more than a dozen dark warriors holding various weapons and forcing Wang Xu step by step. All his faces were full of ferocious smiles.

Beside him, Su Jianqing's eyes twinkled and he looked thoughtful.

Despise Wang Xu?

But don't underestimate Wang Xu?

Sure enough

Thinking of this, Su Jianqing couldn't help sighing. He underestimated Su zhanchuan!

Uncle Chuan, who can become the fifth most powerful huajinwu in the so big Su family, is in charge of one of the three combat departments, xueci, which is specially used to do black hand. In his generation, he was also a brilliant genius and a leading figure.

Uncle Chuan means that Zhang Feixiong, the Zhangjia family leader of Jianghai, who has been famous in Jianghai for many years, is only killed in front of xueci.

Well, even if Wang Xu really, as he said before, is a monster with incomparable talent at a young age, who can be proud of all his peers and bravely step into the realm of Huajin.

In front of the blood thorn, there is no doubt that he will die!

Unless Wang Xu is better than Zhang Feixiong!

But how old is Zhang Feixiong? How old is Wang xucai?

At his age, if he can break through and enter the initial stage of Huajin, he is already a monster that his peers can't imagine. No matter how strong he is, it's impossible for him to think with his butt, right?

Sure enough, there is no simple one who can finally become a strong one!

When uncle and nephew were talking, many warriors of xueci had already stepped over the sword mark in front of them.

Thirteen people, ten people holding a sword, the remaining three people, one with a crossbow, one empty handed, one broken arm, the only hand, but holding a nearly two meters long bloody gun, his body is also the most murderous!

Other people's intention to kill is no worse than those who are armed with broken arms. Their faces are as cold as dead people. There is no roar of street gangsters when they fight. Without a word, they approach slowly step by step, forming a formation, but it makes people feel like they are facing a silent army.

This is the real battle field!

The array is invisible, and the intention is all on the murderers. If people are there, the array is there!

They are all warriors who have gone through countless real battles of life and death. They are not in a hurry. Every step they take is to build up momentum and strength.

But just then.

"Touch!"

Such as thunder, the ground under the feet of the people suddenly sank slightly.

All of a sudden, Wang Xu stepped out with a trace of anger in his eyes. He slowly raised his foot and stepped on the ground again.

There was a loud noise again. He also walked to xueci people step by step, followed by his indifferent words

"I said, those who cross this line will die!"

"Are you really kidding me?"

"You really make me angry!"

Step by step, on the ground, each step leaves a deep footprint.

This is the power that Wang Xuwu didn't master thoroughly and subtly after he entered the body, because he was angry in his heart and accidentally spilled out.

At this moment, he didn't have the power to vent in his body. He roared wildly than before, every inch of bone, every inch of flesh, every inch of meridians, every drop of blood

They all seemed to have thoughts and were growling at Wang Xu, the master. They

Let it go!

They want to see blood!

They want to kill!

This time, Wang Xu didn't try to suppress these impulses in his body because he was really angry.

And his anger, also need blood to dye!

The other side of the sword mark.

"Ha ha, don't you use the power of magic weapon?"

When Su zhanchuan saw that Wang Xu was greeting the people step by step, he didn't seem to use a broken sword. He couldn't help shaking his head. There was a trace of extreme irony on his face and said with a smile:

"It seems that the boy has other things to rely on. He seems to have confidence in his own strength. In the face of thirteen dark warriors, they dare to come up alone. Tut Tut, or bare handed? "

"Young people really don't know what it means. Do they really think that the concept of armed versus unarmed is the same? Now it's modern, not ancient. Swords are all made of special alloy. No matter how hard their fists are, they can hold back swords? "

With that, he slightly tilted his head and looked at Su Jianqing around him. He once again warned: "you should also remember that in the real battle of life and death, one inch is long and one inch is strong. Especially in the face of group war, when others use weapons, you can't be careless even if you are stronger than the other side by your own strength."

"Because, as long as you are not born, no matter how strong a warrior is, he is still a man. If you are hit by a sword, there is only one death word!"

Su Jianqing nodded slightly, his face was full of humility and respect, but his heart was more and more filled with emotion.

I haven't been in touch with these circles before. In the colorful world of Mordor, as long as people hear that he is a legitimate son of the Su family of Mordor, almost all of them have to give up and have no chance to contact these.

At the same time, a sense of enlightenment also rose from the bottom of his heart.

The real battle of the warrior is the battle of life and death!

The so-called battles he had gone through before were just a joke compared with those warriors like Uncle Chuan and xueci. Even if he is an outsider, standing here at the moment, looking at the momentum of xueci people, he can't help but feel a little chilly in his heart.

If he is placed in the position of Wang Xu, anyone in it can easily kill him!

And, just

One move!

"It seems that he will never stand in front of our young master in the future? However, to live to the end is the pride of heaven. And he, in the end, is still a dead man... "

For a moment, Su Jianqing's eyes on Wang Xu were complex, compassionate and pathetic. In his view, Wang Xu was obviously the same kind of person as him.

Young and invincible, he was almost held to the top in the river and sea, but the height was too cold, so he fell down.

I'm afraid it's completely lost in the mud and dust!