The night was very quiet, and Su Yu didn't walk fast, but every step seemed to have been measured, precise and firm.

Every time he stepped down, there was a sword shadow and sword light flying by, and one by one life disappeared, like withered flowers, perhaps, they were not even as good as flowers.

It is a flower, and after it withers, some people will cry for it, bury it, and chant a few mournful poems.

But who cares about the warriors who are lying on the cold ground now, and who comes to collect their corpses?

Su Yu was helpless, but he respected them, because this was fate, the fate of the people of the rivers and lakes, and he didn't mind ending his fate for them, and one day, someone else would end him.

Therefore, he did not show mercy.

Even though he knew that every sword drop would make the plan of the Sword Worship Villa more successful.

"Poof!"

Three streaks of blood flew up suddenly.

Ruda snorted and fell, his hand covering his heart, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down.

"Brother?" Lin Chong roared, his voice was suppressed and trembling, like an angry lion, but he didn't dare to move, a wound suddenly cracked, and half of his face was dyed bright red with red blood, and he looked particularly vicious at this time.

Su Yu tightened the Qingguang Sword in his hand, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't even bother to wipe the blood on his face.

It's not the toughest opponent he's ever faced, but it's definitely the most threatening, and that threat comes from death.

Yes, Su Yu could feel the threat of death from the bewitching man in front of him.

Perhaps, the word enchanting is not suitable for men, but it is perfect for the person in front of him.

It's as if he was born for the word.

He, dressed in a bright red coat and embroidered with a phoenix with gold thread, spread his wings and roared, as if he was reborn from the fire, and seemed to be burning the heavens and the earth.

He stood there quietly, as beautiful as a virgin, pitiful, although the sword eyebrows were heroic, but there was a different kind of gentleness, every movement and frown, it seemed to be able to charm people's souls.

The definition of gender has been blurred in him, or it is not impossible to call her him.

And next to him, who is tall, there is a short and fat winter melon - Wang Bofen, their combination, as if to set off Wang Bofen's ugliness, and as if to set off his beauty.

And this winter melon, at this time, was looking at him with a kind of fascination and fear, extremely disgusting.

"Boy, we're meeting again. Wang Bofen was obviously very happy, his tone was arrogant, and his pleasure was wantonly conveyed in his eyes, vividly showing the meaning of the word "villain's ambition" is rampant.

He did have the qualifications to be proud, because, when the bewitching man did it just now, the three of them didn't even react.

But he may never understand that there is nothing to be proud of in relying on the majesty of others.

Because, when you understand, it will be your time of death.

Although Su Yu understood this truth, he also didn't understand something: he didn't understand why Wang Bofen looked at himself so unpleasantly, so he deliberately found a bewitching man to retaliate.

Wang Bofen's attitude all proves that he thinks this way and does so.

Did it lose his face? Su Wei shook his head, not thinking so.

"Buzz!"

The long sword shook, the blue light was like water, and the sudden tremor resonated the air, this sword, sharp and boundless, seemed to be able to cut through the world.

Needless to say, just fight! Su Yu used his actions to express his attitude and determination.

"You're not afraid of me?" the bewitching man smiled, like a delicate peony blooming, with a gorgeous flower color, which seemed to move the heavens and the earth, and make the king bend his waist and give everything for it.

Lin Chong's face turned red, and he lowered his gaze, unwilling to look directly.

Ruda snorted again, his breath was turbulent, and he couldn't suppress the surging of qi and blood for a while, and tore open the wound that had been stopped with great difficulty.

As for Wang Bofen, he was the most unbearable, and at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to pull out his eyeballs.

"Why should I be afraid of you, or rather, why should others be afraid of you?" Faced with such a strange opponent as a man, Su Yu knew that he had to take the initiative, so he started to write about his language disease.

"Poof!"

The blood light flew up again, and the man's body swayed slightly, and he didn't seem to have moved, however, Su Yu added another wound to his face, two vertical and one horizontal, which happened to constitute a cross.

He still didn't catch the man's movements.

"So fast!"

Su Yu suppressed the shock in his heart and said with a smile: "Aren't you someone more handsome than you?"

In any case, if the enemy wants to see it, he must oppose it, and it will not go his way.

But Su Yu was by no means open-mouthed, the man made several moves, all at him and Lin Chong's faces, but Ruda, who was rude in appearance, took a move in the chest.

This is by no means that he showed mercy to Su Yu and the others, but deliberately wanted to pierce their faces.

It's like, he can't see that there are other beautiful men in this world. Although Su Yu and Lin Chong agreed that it was really biased to use the word beautiful to describe them, they firmly denied it.

"Aren't you afraid, why aren't you afraid?" The man's eyes were misty, and his voice murmured, like a lover's gentle whisper in his ear, as if crying and begging, and like coquettishness, which can deeply intoxicate people.

Lin Chong shook his head vigorously, as if he had accidentally fantasized about some undesirable scenarios just now, and he wanted to throw them out of his mind at this time.

Ruda whispered the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, his face as white as gold paper, and he didn't know if he could withstand the tossing of his blood again.

Wang Bofen didn't mention it, at this time the saliva flowed, as if he wanted to eat the man, and from then on he became one.

"What a domineering charm, what a weird man!" Su Yu gasped, the shock in his heart was beyond measure, and he felt that the malice of this world was too full.

He admits that if the man's seductive prowess is more than that, he must be honest - he is afraid of him.

"I, that is, I'm not afraid!" Su Yu said word by word, looking directly at the man with a ruthless and ruthless gaze, strengthening his tone, as if he was affirming his own words, and seemed to be denying his own intentions.

"Something interesting!"

As if finally angered, the man's face changed, his red clothes were turned upside down, his long hair was curled upside down, the cold cold was permeating, the heavens and the earth were frozen, layers of frost covered the earth, and the snow was stagnant, as if he was frozen in mid-air.

The cold that can freeze the bone marrow seems to be about to penetrate into the heart.

"Void!"

"In!"

Boom, Su Yu's body suddenly erupted with an extremely strong momentum, and the breath was majestic, like a rumbling volcano, magma overflowing, black smoke rushing into the sky, about to turn the world into a scorched earth.

In the face of the man's might, Su Yu also had to unblock some of the forces, spread out his own volition, shock his vitality, and resist the man's outburst of not greeting.

"Your Excellency's joke is enough?" Su Yu used his strength to prove that they were not made of mud, and they would not let the man knead it.

"How so, how can you be so powerful?"

The ridicule on Wang Bofen's face did not subside, and he was frightened by Su Yu's strength, I don't know if it was because he couldn't believe it and questioned it, or because of the man's explanation.

The man glanced at him, noncommittal, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Su Yu curiously, his eyes were pure, as if he was a woman who had found something interesting, but it was even more terrifying.

This is a man who is even more evil than the evil king, and perhaps the evil king is called evil because he acts without scruples and according to his will, similar to the evil of the East.

And this man, I'm afraid that he is completely crazy, Su Yu can't guess his preferences at all, and there is no way to analyze his weaknesses.

He really didn't want to be an enemy of such a person if he had to.

"Evil Sword Sect?" Su Yu also glanced at Wang Bofen, trying to find a breakthrough.

Obviously, Su Yu forgot that the man is a person who can't be measured by common sense, and after he falls into self-contemplation, he won't pay attention to people at all!

"Isn't it right!Isn't it right!" The man was obviously more interested in the specious realm he revealed than in this world.

"Look for death!"

The sword light suddenly lit up, as if it was thundered by the gods, blazing white and bright, brilliant and righteous, as if thousands of troops and horses had opened up, illuminating the dim sword forest.

This knife was infused with Lin Chong's spirit, with anger as the guide, military spirit as the body, and murderous spirit as the blade, vowing to break through the charm, cut off the man, cut off the confusion received, and cut off the confusion in his heart.

This knife, killing, seeking yourself!

Su Yu can wait, but Lin Chong can't wait, he has always been jealous and hateful, he was seduced by the man several times, his mind was confused, and his suppressed anger almost exploded his chest, even if he was invincible, he had to make a move.

This knife, Lin Chong had no reservations and was resolute.

Even if it is Su Delirium, there is no reason to stop it.

Because blocking this knife is blocking Lin Chong's way forward.

Su Yu watched Lin Chong rush over with a knife, watched him pass the man, watched him fall, and then watched the light of the knife dim, and the man didn't seem to even move.

This knife, Lin Chong's timing was extremely accurate, and his performance was also perfect, however, none of this could erase the gap between them.

"Amitabha!" Luda recited the Buddha's name, this was the first time Su Yu heard that this great monk like a flower monk had done something that a monk should do.

"Something interesting!" the man chuckled again, saying the same thing, but less seductively and more seriously.

The laughter grew louder and louder, as if mad, and he leaned forward and backwards with laughter, as if he was about to break his waist.

"My name is Wang Pingzhi. He said breathlessly, a few drops of blood dripping from the embroidery needle between his fingers as he trembled.

That is, his weapon.

"How about a game?" seemed to ease up, Wang Pingzhi lightly picked up the embroidery needle, as if inviting people to be a guest.

Su Yu finally confirmed his mind once, and he was serious.

"I'm about to ask for advice!"

Su Yu jumped with a sword, the sword was like light, the green steel was one, and it was forged by a hundred forges; people were like swords, there was death and no life, and they would rather bend than bend.