Chapter 237： Kill (2/2)
Su Qingdie secretly exclaimed.
Seen in two years. The surname Feng is more powerful and has a thicker cultivation. He is far from his opponent. He persists for a while and expends his energy, so that Du Shimei and Du Feng have a better chance.
Feng Shaorong sneered again and again. Seeing Su Qingdie's calculations, the sharp sword speeded up sharply, and the sword light turned into a ghost image, completely covering Su Qingdie, unavoidable.
Su Qingdie has no other choice but to block.
”Ding Ding Ding Ding ...” A series of golden iron symphony sounded abruptly, and the sword was released.
Feng Shaorong stepped back, scorning his lips: ”I really didn't grow!”
He didn't want to kill her so quickly, and had a good time playing. Such a beautiful body, killing without playing enough, really violently destroying the heavens.
Before Chu Li stepped slowly, stood by the knife.
”Who are you?” Feng Shaorong scoffed at him obliviously: ”Report to the name, I will not cut off unknown people!”
Su Qingdie and the little beauty were unwilling to kill him. Of course, this annoying man in front of him had to be killed cleanly.
Chu Li said: ”Du Feng!”
”You go now, I can spare you!” Feng Shaorong said.
Chu Li smiled: ”I won't spare you!”
”Good breath!” Feng Shaorong said coldly, ”Did you kill my brother?”
Chu Li shook her head: ”It's her.”
He extended his finger to Su Ru.
Feng Shaorong frowned and looked at Su Ru, and looked up and down: ”This little beauty still has such kung fu, so it will be more exciting to play, okay, I will send you on the road, get out!
Chu Liqing sighed, ”Look at the sword!”
He stepped forward in front of Feng Shaorong, and the sword flickered across his waist.
”Oh!” His head was off his neck, and the blood was sprayed a meter high with a clear sound.
”Bang!” Feng Shaorong landed on his head.
”Ah!” Su Qingdie exclaimed, taking a step back.
Su Ru was startled.
Chu Li looked down at Feng Shaorong's astonished head, and sighed, ”It's a pity!”
Su Qingdie's eyes were wide and unbelievable.
Chu Li turned his head and said, ”Would you like to bring his leader?”
”... When ... of course!” Su Qingdie worked hard to invigorate her spirit, sobering herself up: ”Brother Du, you killed ... killed Feng Shaorong?”
”Isn't this Feng Shaorong?” Chu departed.
There was no murderousness on his body, calm and kind, as if he had just chopped a piece of wood.
”It's him!” Su Qingdie tried to widen her eyes and looked at the first class on the ground: ”I just didn't expect ...”
She said, shaking her head.
The congenital consummate master, stepped into Tiantiantian in half a step, and was beheaded to death.
She originally thought it was a battle of dragons and tigers, but Chu Li was finally defeated. The three of them still had to be killed by Feng Shaorong and went to Huangquan.
Really did not expect, not forever, Feng Shaorong, known as the first master of youth, could not stop Chu Liyi!
Chu Li reached out and picked up Feng Shaorong's long knife.
He laughed: ”This knife is good!”
Take off the original long knife, and take the scabbard from Feng Shaorong's waist ~ ~ and tie it to his waist.
Xue Liang returned to the sheath with a long knife. He stood by the knife, stood still, took a few more steps, realized the weight and length of the knife, and finally nodded with satisfaction, and smiled.
At this moment, Su Qingdie was completely awake.
Su Ru fanned her nose: ”Brother, let's go!”
”Okay!” Chu left.
He opened the box, picked it with a long knife, and Feng Shaorong's first stage fell into the box.
He closed the box and set it aside, searched them, took out some silver tickets, and was furious.
The silver ticket was tucked into his arms, and the flames ignited the room, tossed the two headless corpses into the fire, and turned around: ”Let's go!”
Feng Shaohua has enjoyed himself so much that he doesn't want others to hear the screams of the woman. The house is a single house, separated from the surrounding area by a long distance.
ps: There is one more. (To be continued.) ()