Me, sword fairy!

Su Wangyou turned his head slowly and said blankly.

"Weak, even a six-year-old child can see the trajectory of your attack. Where are you a barbarian?"

It’s a pity that Su Wangyou’s trash talk didn’t do much. Although Prison is known as a lunatic in the Heavenly Dao Continent, if he is really provoked so easily, then he will definitely not be able to live until now. .

But...Su Wangyou is just telling the truth. No, maybe he is already very humble. If the one standing here is the six-year-old'Su Wangyou', I'm afraid...

After acquiring the skill [Transcendence], he felt that he was indeed a little different.

His strength... began to approach him in the real world.

Although this approach is incredibly slow, this feeling is true.

"Come and try to beat me." He said: "Come on, I will take you all——————"

"Fight to despair, fight to..."

"I never dare to come to this world again."

Chapter 28 The Green Shirt Is Still Still (4)

At this point, there is nothing left to say.

The warriors of the Heavenly Dao Continent covered the sky and sunk over, reminding Su Wangyou of the locusts.

It takes three seconds for the questioned person to think about the power of the teacher. If the fight is not started, it will be fine. Now the war is officially launched. It is easy to be seen through this trick. Therefore, Su Wangyou does not intend to continue to use the power of the teacher. '.

Even if he really wants to use it, he should also use it in the trick of'Who can tell your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuanjing'.

"You are just a virtual world!" The military teacher muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "I don't care who you are, at this time you are just a virtual world. As long as you die, then you will be nothing. Not anymore."

Su Wang felt anxious. He glanced at the military division from a distance, and the general division was frightened in a cold sweat.

At the same time, Su Wangyou's voice entered the ears of the military division from far to near.

He said.

"Can you do it?"

The military division's expression was frozen, and he said with exactly the same decibels as before.

"Can you hear?"

Can Su Wangyou hear it?

Hundreds of meters across, hundreds of people across, countless sword lights, bursts of talisman, gunshots, roars of warriors, and uneven footsteps, the sword's edge skips the harshness of the air. The sound, the sound of cheongsam hunting in the air.

The mixing of these countless sounds made the scene a little tragic.

The invaders rushed to Su Wangyou one after another, their expressions greedy, afraid, but tragic, not afraid of death, very contradictory, and very real.

In such an environment, can he hear the military commander's self-talk that the decibel is infinitely close to zero?

The answer is

"What I can do is more than just hearing."

Su Wangyou instantly melted into the shadow behind him, and passed through hundreds of warriors in less than a tenth of a second, standing behind the military division.

He gently stretched out his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the military division.

"Like this."

He said so.

Afterwards, Jian Feng passed lightly and took the life of the military division.

The headless body of the military division fell, splashing dust on the ground.

This high-spirited rebirth died just like that.

Just a few minutes ago, he was still thinking about his future.

[Break through Taoism and Misty Xianzong, set fire to burn the confidence of Taoism against Zuguangwu, and then use Misty Xianzong as the main station, then gradually disintegrate the Central Plains, and then...] He made every step of the plan for himself, All the details that can be calculated are arranged, and even go out to boost morale in person, just to achieve a beautiful victory.

But he just died.

The military teacher also thought that he would die. In his imagination, there might be such a person who penetrated all his secrets, crushed all his conspiracies, made him betrayed and lonely, and finally killed him in public. , And finally stepped on his body to the throne... something like that.

That way of death... it's brave.

However, how can reality be the same as imagination? How can anyone have time to dig out his secrets bit by bit and crush his conspiracy?

He just died, Su Wangyou raised his sword, and he died. Su Wangyou didn't even know his name or his secret. He just thought he looked like a leader and was quite weak. So he killed him.

Once a person dies, there is nothing, his dream, his soul, his will, everything about him

Nothing anymore.

Because the dead are unworthy and cannot have these things.

If Chu Yi died in the chaotic desert back then, under Ye Jintian's calculations, then he was just an ancient sword soul that had not grown up, not the Wushuang sword emperor who had been passed down through the ages.

If Su Changge died in the hands of Guiguzi, then he was just a arrogant talent that appeared and disappeared suddenly, and people would only regard him as a meteor that flashed by, and waited until the arrogant of this generation—— ——For example, people like Li Buwu are getting old. When they are old, they may occasionally think about it, "When I was young, I met a genius named Su Changge. He took it at the Baju Ceremony. Jin, Fu, Dan Sandao champion didn't know where he went later, and there was no news at all.' Other than that, it was nothing.

Death like Su Wangyou is really rare, because if someone else dies, they die before they grow up. People don’t know their dreams, and they don’t know that they have been so fabulous, but Su Wangyou and The slaying of Lingshan on Tianhu Mountain was enough to make him outstanding, enough to spread him through the ages, and enough to make him a "pioneer" living in people's mouth.

If it is placed in another world, Su Wangyou has the qualifications to become a'heroic spirit', while others - such as Chu Yi who died in the chaotic desert in a certain world line, cannot become a heroic spirit, even if He has such strength.

dead.

The most terrifying word in the world.

The horror between life and death is definitely a horror that transcends everything.

Su Wangyou didn't know whether he had tasted this kind of horror, but he did let many people experience this kind of horror.

For example, the military division who just died.

If there is no Su Wangyou, this person might really be able to conquer the ancestral light, then travel east to destroy Sakurajima, walk west to the empire, and then conquer the entire sky realm, and find the secret of the longevity realm, thus stepping into the realm that everyone dreams of. .

If he really did, it would be at least an epic novel of 8 million words, but it is a pity that Su Wangyou only chopped the 8 million words into ashes with only a fluttering sword.

It's like a Guiguzi who has endured all his life, like a Mogu hiding in the dark for thousands of years.

They all have great dreams that no one else can imagine, and they all have their own unshakable beliefs and wills. It is a pity that all of them have also turned into emptiness with death, and can only wander unconsciously in hell.

The prison stared at Su Wangyou's every move, but Su Wangyou didn't look at him.