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122 You have to kneel, or fall down

"drive!"

"drive!"

"drive!"



early morning.

On the official road, I suddenly heard shouting and the sound of horse hooves coming from afar, driving out of Luoyang city.

The sound was as fast as a drum, and as they got closer, they saw two fast horses galloping towards each other.

The first one to ride is the white horse in Tsing Yi.

Those who are slightly behind are black horses and white clothes.

The two of them ran forward, with Su Qing in front and Di Qinglin behind. They waited until "Luoyang City" had disappeared into the distance and reached a mountainous area.

Su Qing then tightened the reins.

But seeing the green mountains and clear water around them, green leaves and red flowers, and the mountain mist that had not dispersed, the two of them felt as if they had fallen into the flowers.

Di Qinglin also stopped and said calmly, "It seems that you have chosen a good place for yourself to bury your bones!"

Su Qing chuckled.

"boast!"

Di Qinglin snorted coldly, "Let's see how you die later!"

Su Qing leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to fall on the horse's neck. Under Di Qinglin's eyes that gradually changed, he slowly took out the bronze mask in his arms and said with a smile, "I said you were bragging, you

Don’t believe it yet!”

Di Qinglin suddenly stopped talking.

He stared at the dragon-headed mask without blinking, an abnormal flush seemed to flash through his pale face, and there was an incredible meaning in his eyes. "How did you get him?"

Su Qing said, "It's simple, just grab it and it'll be fine!"

He said it very casually, but Di Qinglin could no longer remain calm and calm, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he glanced around cautiously.

"Don't look at me. I don't have to go around so much. It's just me. You should think about how to welcome me, the Qinglong Boss!"

Su Qing smiled and shook her head.

"No, I don't like this name very much. I'll just call him Dalongshou from now on!"

He looked carefully at the extremely handsome young prince in front of him.

"Who would have thought that Di Qinglin, who is admired by women all over the world and fawned over by all the powerful people in the world, would actually be a member of the "Qinglong Society". It's very interesting!"

Di Qinglin seemed to have returned to his previous cold and indifferent appearance. He asked, "So, he is dead?"

Su Qing shook her head.

"It's not important now, what matters is your thoughts!"

Di Qinglin's eyes narrowed.

"My thoughts? What do you mean?"

"You should know that since ancient times, any change of power has always required supporters. I am waiting for your answer now. You have two ways, one is to kneel in front of me, and the other is to fall at my feet!

"

Su Qing said with a smile, his smile was calm and free, but there was a trembling coldness in his eyes. He made it very clear and understood that this was a naked solicitation.

When Di Qinglin heard this, he grinned in a weird way. "Actually, I think I'm more suitable for that position than you!"

People are ambitious, and the greater the ability, the greater the ambition. Di Qinglin was born into a noble family, which is beyond words. Things that ordinary people work hard for in their lives are already at his fingertips. Anything that can arouse his interest is a gift from heaven.

There are only a few at the bottom, and the position of the dragon head is among them.

Su Qing seemed to have guessed this outcome a long time ago.

"Okay, come and get it!"

He has put the mask on his face.

Di Qinglin smiled and said, "Okay!"

As soon as the word "good" came out, he suddenly pressed down on the horse's back, turned over and jumped up, flying like a bird in the air. What he held was not a sword, but a knife, a knife as thin as paper, almost transparent, as if

The cicada wings look like even the rising sun from the horizon can penetrate the blade, exuding a pale golden brilliance.

This person is Bai Yujing's confidant in the "Qinglong Society", a confidant who can confide in him. I am afraid that the two of them were born with unusual identities, which created an unusual relationship with each other, and they even became close friends.

One is the world-famous Immortal Sword, but he secretly controls the general trend of the world and instigates changes in the situation. The other is a noble hereditary first-class marquis on the surface, and he is suave, handsome and unrestrained. He is also a recognized young man in the world, but behind his back

But inside, he is sinister and ruthless, killing people like crazy.

In the world of martial arts, there are actually some people who cannot be killed. Because killing them will have a great impact and cause huge troubles, such as those heroes who are so righteous and righteous. This kind of person must have many friends. As long as he goes out of his way,

However, his friends in the world will definitely find ways to avenge him.

This is how the world of rivers and lakes is, love and hatred, intrigues and intrigues.

Also, his background is not small. If such a person dies, the government will definitely investigate him.

These are the two kinds of troubles that people in the world don’t want to get into.

But he doesn't care, because no one would think that he would kill someone, so he will never cause any trouble after killing someone.

He has killed many people, including heroes who are powerful in Heshuo, heroes who are famous in the south of the Yangtze River, young heroes who are famous in the sky, or celebrities of the older generation who have been famous in the world for a long time.

But it was the first time that he had been killed openly and openly today.

The people have arrived, and the sword has arrived.

The gorgeous and erratic sword light is just like Di Qinglin's people, pursuing the ultimate perfection. The faint sword light is like an intoxicating dream. The speed of the attack is indescribable, and it strikes Su Qing's head diagonally.

neck.

"Knife in sleeve?"

"Me too!"

Su Qing tilted his head slightly and felt the sharp blade passing by. With a shake of his right hand, he saw a sharp knife flying out of his sleeve and slashing horizontally towards Di Qinglin's chest. The blade was incredible.

It flew away from the hand, without anyone to control it, and kept spinning.

Di Qinglin's eyes changed, his muscles all over his body tensed, he stopped raising his voice, and retreated violently, with Han Dao chasing after him.

People are retreating and knives are flying.

In the blink of an eye, he retreated three to four feet away and blocked the attack with his sword.

"bite!"

The steel knife flying in front of me bounced back from the stress.

But before he could calm down, the knife that was flying backwards was suddenly caught in the air by a steady and powerful right hand. He saw that Su Qing had already rushed over from the air. With five fingers, he caught the knife and slashed it down.

.

A bright white light, like a waterfall striking directly, the sword's light surged, and on the blade, there seemed to be a golden light that flickered, stretched and contracted, and was dazzling.

Before the sword fell, Di Qinglin already had the illusion that his skin and flesh were torn. He was shocked and hurriedly blocked it with his sword. The cold sword light was imminent. Su Qing and above attacked. When the two swords met, it was like thunder and fire.

There was a harsh buzzing sound as he struck, and scorching sparks burst out between the sharp blades.

Di Qinglin's feet sank and he became unsteady on his feet. He involuntarily took several steps back, his right hand trembled and his pupils shrank suddenly.

What he was looking at was the ground, where the knife struck Su Qing's position just now. Although it did not touch the ground, a long, narrow, straight and shallow mark appeared out of thin air on the earth and stone. Wherever it passed, grass and leaves were divided.

, so amazing.

Di Qinglin looked stunned and lost his mind. He suddenly felt a ray of warmth slipping down his forehead. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, only to see a faint trace of blood quietly appearing on his forehead.

He hissed "Who the hell are you?"

Su Qing was looking at him with a sword on his back. Hearing this, he played with the long knife in his hand, flicking his index finger. The blade stood up and trembled crisply. The light of the knife was so cold that it made Di Qinglin's face turn pale.

"If you can take five blows from me, I will spare your life!"

He didn't answer the question, and his eyes under the mask seemed to be blinking.

"bass!"

His left arm also shook, and there was actually a knife.

With the two swords in hand, Su Qing's eyes shone coldly, and murderous intent arose.

Before Di Qinglin could speak any more, his green robe rolled up and down, and suddenly mountain mist blew over.

The light of the knife in Su Qing's hand was bright again, and the golden light on the blade was hesitating, but there was no trembling anymore. The knife was in his hand, and it was silent, and it moved towards Di Qinglin's heart and neck silently.

The moment he drew out the sword, he straightened up and was in front of the opponent. The two swords changed with his movements, flying without a trace and turning like lightning. With his arms spread out, the light of the sword seemed to turn into a knife wheel, chopping into pieces.

The mountain rocks were smashed, and the morning mist was smashed. As soon as the light of the knife passed by, slender knife marks were silently separated on the ground, which were submerged in the dust, as straight as a painting.

Fast, extremely fast.

Just listen when the knife rises and falls.

"Ding ding ding ding ding~"

The sword light was like a violent storm, twisting towards Di Qinglin.

"Bang!"

Finally, with an overwhelming sound of cracking, fragments of broken swords collapsed all over the sky.

Di Qinglin's right hand was bloody and bloody, his mouth was bleeding, and his expression was miserable. He looked at the tip of the knife just inches away from his eyebrows with cold sweat on his head.

"thump!"

As if he had lost all strength, his legs softened and he knelt down.

Su Qing walked up to him and said condescendingly
Chapter completed!
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