Chapter Eighty-Three: A Peach Blossom Sticking to the Eyebrows
Try it and you'll find out.
It's the same sentence again.
Mr. Second shook his head, he had heard this sentence many times, and he was already tired of hearing it.
Su Shengwan said softly: "It shouldn't be me who should be worried about now, but you, how many knives can Congpu hold on, how long can you hold on, how long can they hold on?"
He stretched out his hand to the seven Five Realms Grandmasters of the Desolate People who were fighting in the distance, his eyes calm.
Indeed, under the suppression of Bai Yutang and Lu Qinghou, as well as the joint attack of the five great demon kings of the demon domain, the seven five realms of the desolate people can be said to be completely inferior, and it is difficult to have room to fight back, and they will definitely perish in the long run.
At that time, Mr. Two will die, and Congpu will also die.
Mr. Second was silent and did not speak, obviously he also knew the situation of the desolate people now, and all he could do now was to kill Su Shengwan as soon as possible, only in this way could their side have the possibility of victory.
His gaze was still calm, but the killing intent on his body had already gradually become cold.
Su Shengwan looked at him and said lightly: "You want to break the game, so you want to kill me, but why do you want to kill me?"
He lifted the pen in his hand, and the sea of ink under his feet branched out into a tributary and converged on the pen, writing a few large characters in the air.
The words turned into a majestic force, leading the stars and the moon from the heavens, Su Shengwan stood in the air, his body was covered with the glow, the sea of ink under his feet began to evaporate, and the pen in his hand turned into a sword, piercing the spiritual ocean of Mr. Er.
The white clothes on the second gentleman's body swayed, and the fluttering clothes blocked the arrival of the sunset, he raised one hand to cover the moonlight, and raised the other hand to hold the stars.
Su Shengwan's pen and sword broke, the glow was extinguished, and his figure fell into the sea of ink.
Mr. Er's left arm was separated from his body, his body was covered with blood, and the spiritual ocean wrapped around him also dissipated.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, not only from the pain of a broken arm, but also from his heart, because he knew that he had lost.
Maybe not yet, but it won't be long before you lose.
There is not much difference between losing now and losing later.
At least in terms of the current situation, it doesn't make a difference.
The sea of ink was splashing, and Su Shengwan walked out of it, his chest was torn, revealing a bloody chest, but his eyes were still very sharp, no longer calm, full of edge.
The sword light in the sky slashed between the two of them, and everything that was born on the ground began to slowly wither.
You're going to lose from Pu.
Mr. Two lowered his eyes, and he didn't know what to say at such a time.
Su Shengwan was the first to speak: "From now on, there will be no more desolate people in this world." ”
Mr. Er lowered his head, his lips were a little pale, with gray: "The matter in Chang'an is still going on, and it is especially known who will kill the deer." ”
Su Shengwan was silent for a while, and then said: "That's true, the outcome of the matter in Chang'an is not certain, at least right now, on this southern snow field, it will be us who will win in the end." ”
Mr. Two didn't refute, nor did he say anything nonsense like the battle wasn't over, he just lowered his head and didn't say a word.
Su Shengwan opened his mouth to continue to say something, but just opened and closed it, his brows furrowed, and he looked up at the distant sky, not only him, but even Mr. Er, who had always lowered his head, also looked up.
There were also fourteen grandmasters who were fighting in the distance.
Except for the sword light in the sky, which never stopped, the rest of the people all stopped at this moment.
In the distant sky, the aura of the Ten Dao Five Realms Grandmasters came at the same time, causing their complexions to change slightly.
Ten Five Realm Grandmasters appeared together on the Southern Snow Field.
How is this possible?
Whether it is the Tang Kingdom or the Desolate People, they can't draw out so many Five Realm Grandmasters at this moment, could it be the people of Yin Cao?
The sea of ink was surging, and Su Shengwan stood on the waves, staring coldly at the sky.
The ten figures were getting closer and closer, but in a matter of moments, they appeared in front of everyone, all dressed in black, and their eyes were scanning the field.
Then he bowed lightly and said, "Sect Master Tiance, I came to the Southern Snow Plain to help Tang Guo and liquidate the desolate people on the order of the young sect master. ”
When the words fell, Mr. Er's complexion finally changed completely, and the seven desolate grandmasters below also changed their complexions in disbelief.
Tiance would use ten grandmasters to come to the Southern Snow Plains to help Tang Guo with such fanfare, how did Li Yinan persuade the sect elders to agree to this matter?
The Desolate Masters looked at each other and slowly leaned together with each other's expressions.
They were already at a disadvantage, and in the face of the addition of ten Five Realm Grandmasters in their heyday, it could be said that there was no possibility of victory, and they couldn't even see the slightest glimmer of hope.
Mr. Two was silent for a long time: "The righteous are more helpful and the unrighteous are less helpful, so that's what it means." ”
Su Shengwan didn't pay attention to his emotion, turned to the ten Heavenly Masters and saluted back, and said, "Thank you for coming to help, after this matter, Heavenly Ce can choose ten people to go to the academy to practice, and another ten people to go to the Qingjiao Division." ”
Hearing this, the Five Realms Grandmaster who was the leader looked awe-inspired, and said, "If that's the case, thank you Mr. Su." ”
Su Shengwan nodded and said, "Now, I still have to worry about you." ”
If he continues to fight, he will certainly be able to defeat Mr. Two, but he doesn't know how much it will cost, and in the current situation, it is natural that the sooner it ends, the better.
The Five Realms Grandmaster led by Tiance bowed slightly, and said, "It should be so. ”
Ten people spread their bodies at the same time, seven people joined the battlefield of Bai Yutang and others, and three people came to join Su Shengwan to fight against Mr. Two.
The battle that had just stopped for a short time began again, and the addition of the Ten Heavenly Strategies made the already disadvantaged side of the Desolate Man completely one-sided.
The pen in Su Shengwan's hand had been broken into two, but he used his fingers instead of the ink pen to keep drawing all kinds of strange things in the air.
Mr. Two began to retreat, and the wounds on his body became more and more.
Another trace of heaven fell on his chest, and the Grandmaster of Heavenly Strategy appeared in front of Mr. Two in a flash, and slammed his fist into his chest.
Like a meteor falling to the ground.
Mr. Two's body smashed into the ground, the ground was still collapsing, and half of his body was pulled in.
Su Shengwan's fingers swept through the air, and a bow appeared in the sky, followed by an arrow.
The long arrow was placed on the curved bow, and the direction was far away at the second gentleman on the ground.
The three Heavenly Masters stepped out of the way.
Su Shengwan raised his hand.
The bow opens like a full moon, and the arrow goes like a shooting star.
The arrow flashed in the air, stabbing towards the center of Mr. Two's eyebrows.
Everyone was watching the arrow fall.
Mr. Two raised his head, his gaze was calm, and slowly closed his eyes.
A peach blossom suddenly floated from behind him and stuck to the center of his eyebrows, and the arrow pierced the peach blossom, the petals were still petals, but the arrow shattered into powder.