SFS Chapter 139 Pursuit 2
Chapter 139 Pursuit 2
Chapter 139 Pursuit 2
The cold ghost energy entered his body, Zhao Tai's eyes were dark, and his cold pupils were emotionless. He slashed out with a straight sword, and all that was left in the world was this plain sword.
The golden fist shadow quietly disappeared and returned to nothingness.
Situ Ming stood quietly on the spot, and looked at the younger generations of the Situ family with a look of unwillingness, his body exploded into a puddle of blood.
The hall suddenly fell into silence.
In the eyes of Situ Wei and others, Zhao Tai just slashed his sword like an ordinary martial arts juggler, leaving Situ Ming with no bones left. This kind of sword technique is almost unheard of.They couldn't see the strong ghost aura, let alone the hideous and terrifying ghost figure. The only thing that felt changed was Zhao Tai's expression.
It was cold, a kind of coldness that made people feel cold, as if standing in front of them was not a human being, but an evil ghost from hell.
"Go, let's go." Situ Wei was inexplicably terrified, and he didn't want to say anything about revenge at this time, he just wanted to stay away from Zhao Tai and preserve some blood for Situ's family.
Situ Zhengqing and the other brothers hesitated for a moment, then turned and fled outside.
"late."
Zhao Tai's eyes were silent, and he shifted continuously, passing Situ Wei and arriving in front of Situ Zhengqing and his brothers.The surface of the blowing snow sword, which was originally as crystal clear as jade, was covered with a layer of black true energy like ink. With a slash of the sword, several human heads flew out obliquely, and several headless corpses spilled blood wildly.
These brothers haven't even achieved innate talent, so for Zhao Tai, it's as simple as killing a chicken to get an egg.
"No." Situ Wei's eyes were about to split, he raised his hand and blasted a palm, and immediately ran towards the backyard.
"You're really decisive."
Zhao Tai lightly chopped off the power of his palm, and then used the shape-shifting switch again, rushing to Situ Wei like a fleeting image, and pierced a hole in his back with a sword.At this time, the cold ghostly aura raged in Zhao Tai's mind, but he didn't care about it at all, his pupils switched back and forth between clear and empty.
"Cultivation techniques want to control people, unless you are born with spiritual wisdom."
Zhao Tai grinned lightly, and after several fights, his eyes became clear again, as pure as a clear spring, and they were never occupied by ghost energy again.The so-called magic skills and magic skills are nothing but auxiliary means to enhance one's own strength. In his previous life, the bloodthirsty people he killed every day could pile up into a hill. This has not lost his mind, and it is even more impossible to be messed up by mere ghosts now. Be obsessed.
Whether it is exercises, weapons, or pills, in Zhao Tai's eyes, they are just tools. Let me ask, can people still be affected by tools? Those who practice magic arts and their minds change drastically, and they look like crazy people are just weak in mind That's all.
After killing Situ Wei, blood spilled from the corner of Zhao Tai's mouth again. He looked around, ignored the corpses on the ground, performed teleportation and leaped up to the roof, and disappeared in Yao's house in the blink of an eye.
The situation at the scene was enough to make people suspicious, Zhao Tai didn't need to make any arrangements, even if someone suspected him, he would have his own reasons, as to whether he believed it or not, that was another matter.
In the face of absolute strength, what he said is the truth.
He said that because the Situ family coveted the treasure that Yao Tianxing bought at the auction, it was the treasure that the Situ family coveted.
Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty. Since Yao Tianxing dared to take pictures of the two treasures, it is no wonder that others killed people to seize the treasures.
Antang Mansion is a small town at the junction of the southern and central parts of the Nanling Mountains. Its geographical area is not very large, but because of this, there is a Shuijing Sword Sect, one of the seven sects and eight sects, which is actually more lively and prosperous than some big cities. .
The Lin family is a small family in the Antang Mansion, with a small population, and there are only about a hundred people including servants.Patriarch Lin Fengxing is nearly fifty years old and has only reached the innate realm, and he can only be familiar with the martial arts family in the city.
Today, a group of big shots came to the Lin family. Lin Dongxing stood aside rather cautiously, with a slight smile on his face.
In front of the main seats are a domineering girl and a middle-aged man with a refined complexion.
"Uncle Lin, please sit down quickly, where is Lin Feng?" Yong Bing asked indifferently as he played with the hair hanging down his shoulders in boredom.
"This brat is out, I've already sent someone to call, Miss Yong, sit down a bit." Lin Dongxing glanced at Wang Yuxuan, a middle-aged man with three flowers gathered on the top, and quickly replied.
"Oh." Yong Bing curled his lips in frustration and continued to play with his hair that hung down like a waterfall.
Both Yong Bing and Wang Yuxuan stopped talking, and Lin Dongxing didn't feel like standing or sitting. Anyway, he was uncomfortable all over, but secretly hoped that his kid would come back to save the scene.
"Bing'er, are you here?" At this moment, an excited shout sounded from outside the door.A young man in a light blue robe with a long sword hanging from his waist walked in quickly, followed by a young man who was about the same age as him but more imposing.
This person is Lin Dongxing's only son, Lin Feng. He has a face like a crown of jade, and his appearance is handsome, especially his pair of peach blossom eyes, which are so captivating that it is difficult for people to move their eyes away.Walking in a chic and elegant way, he is really a romantic and passionate young man.
When Yong Bing saw Lin Feng, joy appeared in his eyes, and he got up with a smile like a flower, without the restraint of a daughter, he threw himself into Lin Feng's arms.
Lin Feng hugged her calmly, and said in a rather gentle tone: "I haven't seen you in January, Bing'er, you've lost weight again."
"I still miss you." Yong Bing responded coquettishly.
Wang Yuxuan frowned when he heard this, and quickly turned his head away from looking at it.
If the suzerain Yong Buhui knew that his daughter was meeting this little boy from a small family again, he wondered if he would be pissed to death.In addition to being handsome, Lin Feng's child is approaching thirty and has just reached innate cultivation. Compared with those young heroes in the Jianghu, he is too far away. To put it bluntly, he is a waste. I don't know why Yong Bing fell in love with it. a waste.
Let’s not talk about Yong Bing’s beautiful appearance, and regardless of his status, it’s not easy to marry a member of the big school, not to mention that she is still the eldest lady of the Feihong Sect, and there are many young talents who pursue her. Even if she doesn’t marry The heir to the suzerain of our sect is at worst chosen from among the seven sects and eight sects.But she prefers.
Yong Buhui already knew about this matter, but he couldn't resist Yong Bing's temper, and he had no choice but to do as she liked.
Even the suzerain was helpless, and Wang Yuxuan had nothing to say, so he could only pretend that he didn't see anything.
"Bing'er, Brother Lin made you suffer." Lin Feng gently stroked Yong Bing's fragrant back, and said affectionately.
"Brother Lin, I don't allow you to say that, all of this is voluntary."
Yong Bing looked up shyly, but just after he finished speaking, he saw the young man who was about the same age as Lin Feng, and a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face: "Meng Yangzhou, why are you here?"
(End of this chapter)