Vol 9 Chapter 384: Son angry father poison

Qiu Bing'e's sudden violent outburst made the audience exclaimed.
She Meiyinxue showed a sorrow in her face, and finally sighed slightly. She let go of the big cricket behind her, and gently laid it on Qiu Bing'e's body.
There was a quarrel in the direction of the Longyou Gang.
After several coordinations at the Wu Lin Conference, the final sentence was loudly pronounced: "Qiu Bing'e died from nothing, it has nothing to do with the contest. The winner, Su Changgong Mei Yinxue."
This sentence has not yet ceased. On the other side of the silent competition field, an exclamation sounded suddenly.
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Cheng Chengyi screamed while covering his face and backing, blood dripping from his eyes ...
"You, you you ... how could it be, how could it be ..."
Wu Chengyi's face had an unbelievable expression. Unfortunately, his eyesight was blind and he could no longer do anything.
He lost, unbelievable.
From the beginning to the present, the two sides seem to have moved nothing, but the anger of the two has been fighting in the void, without distinction.
Unfortunately, when I heard that Qiu Bing'e was defeated and died, a gap appeared in my mind, but Ning Huiru caught him instantly, just for a moment.
紫 "Zhuanghuang" appeared!
He beat his eyes with a sword stroke that was unimaginable.
This trick is the sword stunt.
I ca n’t believe it, but take it for granted.
The 100,000 warriors who watched the battle, their mouths that had just grown up, rose a bit again.
The sword god's wife, who has been rumored to be inconsistent with the sword god, turned out to be a legendary skill of the sword at the moment of competition. Such a change is too dramatic.
Su Ning Huiru looked indifferent, Zihuang Sword slowly returned to her sheath, softly said: "Brother Cheng, offended."
"Ning Huiru ... Hello, you are very good!" Cheng Buyi raised his thumbs, and his teeth were particularly gritted.
No matter how much he hates in his heart, it is difficult to reverse the unfavorable situation.
With the help of the public, Cheng Buyi slowly moved to the background.
"Winner, Qi Fengge Ning Huiru."
没有 Before regaining strength, Ning Huiru still followed Ding Yi's will and set the name of the martial art as "Qifeng Pavilion".
Twenty-three contests won two in an instant.
At this time, no one is playing the challenge at the moment. All eyes are on the duel between Li Muru and his son.
"Bitch!"
幕 When Ning Huiru's victory came, Li Muru looked sullen and scolded angrily.
道 Li Daozong's eyes flashed indignantly, and he asked coldly, "In your eyes, shouldn't everyone in Yijian Village be damned?"
"That's right." Li Muru's face was grim, forbearing the anger and yelling, "You, Ning Huiru, your uncle, your waste uncle, and ... and your mother who is also a Damn it! "
"Why?" Li Daozong looked at his former loving father with disbelief.
因为 "Because you are blocking my way!" Li Muru's eyes turned red, and his mood became somewhat hysterical. "My way, the way of the world's first swordsman."
"Li Muchen, when Li Muchen was alive, he was pressing me everywhere, my father couldn't see my efforts, my mother couldn't see my efforts, and the people in the world couldn't see my talent ... All of them had only Li Muzen, only Li Muzen That ... "
"I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! I hate everything I can't get, and even more hate these things that are close to the earth, all belong to my brother ... reputation, wealth, woman ... even your Li's mother even thought that Li Muchen was in her heart! "
"Okay, now it's okay. Li Muchen is dead, everything will be mine, mine ..."
幕 Li Muru smiled, the sword pointed at Li Daozong, and said arbitrarily: "Now is the time for me to receive everything. Anyone who blocks the way must die, including you!"
"You have become so hopeless that you deserve to be called a gentleman in the sword?" Li Daozong was so distressed that he couldn't help sinking his voice: "It's a shame!"
Li Muru shook the sword in his hand, the air humming in the air, and the extremely gloomy voice sounded: "Gentleman in the sword? Hey hey, this reputation is good! How decent and how fascinating. The world is stupid If I can take Li Muchan to the sky, if I don't make good use of their stupidity, how can I go to such a high level today? "
His face became embarrassed, and Li Muru leaned forward a little, lowering his voice: "Do you know? With this level of identity, many things will not be suspected ... for example ..."
"Like ... what?" Li Daozong's sword-shaking hand began to tremble.
There was a smile of laughter in the corner of Li Muru's mouth.
He knows the truth about what this nominal son wants to know.
The truth is right next to his mouth, like a sharp blade in his hand, playing with Aiko's heart wantonly.
幕 Li Muru deliberately.
Because he found that this son is more difficult to deal with than he imagined. His genius and his talent for using swords are exactly like his biological father, his elder brother Li Muchen!
Envious of the fire, burning his soul like flames, he could not escape.
Therefore, he wants to make Li Muchan's son lose his mind.
Then killed him!
He killed him desperately, and later killed Ning Huiru and Li Youlan's mother and daughter, so that all traces of Li Muchen disappeared from this world, disappeared ...
He smiled.
I giggled like a winner.
说 "Say! Like what ..." Li Daozong cracked his eyes and growled in a low voice.
"You know, you know of course." Li Muru gently swiped his fingers in the air, the light at his fingertips condensed, and the image of a woman was presented beautifully, exactly like Li Daozong's mother.
道 Li Daozong's breathing was suddenly quick. When he asked again, a light shot into the woman's neck, the brilliance overflowed, and the originally dignified woman withered like a decaying flower ...
"It really is you, it really is you ..."
Li Daozong suddenly broke out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ roared: "Animal, I killed you!"
Boom!
The blazing platinum air rose into the sky, sharp like a sword that could break the sky.
幕 Li Muru laughed wildly, "Hahaha, you want to kill me? You want to kill me? I am your father, kill me, you are treason, you are a beast, a beast!"
Click
The sky's sword cuts down with strength!
There was a smirk in Li Muru's mouth ...
not good!
Ye Qingxuan, who watched from afar, suddenly stood up!
Boo
A touch of blood flashed.
The huge competition field was split into two halves by Li Daozong's decisive sword, neat two halves.
But under the sword marks, there is no trace of Li Muru.
幕 Li Muru stood in Li Daozong's position, carrying his hands, looking proudly under the ring.
He struck his right hand, his fingertips stained red with blood.
Li Daozong fell there, in Ye Qingxuan's arms ...
Da Daozong's blood spewed out of Li Daozong's mouth, and a touch of Yin Hong kept expanding in the position of his chest.
"He, he's trained ... to become ... sure enough, sure enough ..."
Xie Ye Qingxuan kept infiltrating into the Department of Health, Shen said, "I know, I know ... don't talk, don't talk!"