After going down the mountain, I got divorced seven times

Chapter 507
Outside the square, the old president frowned immediately when he saw the Gate of Hades cast by Su Ming, with some doubts on his face.

Isn't this person the vice president of the Yanxia Martial Arts Association?

How could the underworld's under pressure method?
The old president didn't ask aloud, he only wanted the result.

Clang!
In the next second, a crashing sound of the sound of gold and stone came from the square and fell into everyone's ears.

A big cauldron emerged from Su Ming's body, and the big cauldron's luster flowed, protecting him in it.

As for the sound of Jinshi, it was Ping Dao who sneaked up on Su Ming from the side and slashed on the cauldron.

Just now Ping Dao seemed to be directly rushing towards the gate of Hades, but at the last moment Ping Dao crossed the gate of Hades in a zigzag shape again, trying to sneak attack Su Ming.

It has to be said that this guy's speed is extremely fast, not weaker than Ono Pingfu.

If it weren't for Su Ming's preparedness, and the power of his soul is different from ordinary people, he had noticed the move of the flat knife earlier, otherwise this blow would really leave a wound.

Pingdao's pupils shrank slightly, and Su Ming's reaction speed exceeded his expectations.

"It's my turn."

The corner of Su Ming's mouth lifted slightly, and a sneer appeared.

The Shanhe tripod was directly withdrawn, and the gate of the underworld was also dispersed, so they fought with Ping Dao with a pair of fists.

Ping Dao's blade is extremely fast, the way is the same as Ono Pingfu, he uses a hundred swords to cut, Su Ming deliberately resists with his body, now his physical strength is not what it used to be, only the soul in his body is infinitely close to the Martial Emperor The force covers the arms.

After resisting with Ping Dao, he was not injured.

This made Su Ming more confident. The speed of Jinghong Youlong was no less than that of Pingdao, but he didn't use it. Instead, he remained unchanged to meet all changes.

People outside the square watched, and a strange picture appeared.

Every time he took the initiative to make a move, it was Pingdao, but he was also the one who was beaten.

Su Ming punched out, and the long knife in Pingdao's hand was almost blown away.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged dozens of moves. It seemed that Su Ming had only a slight advantage, but the face of the old president over there became more and more gloomy.

With his strength, it is natural to see what Su Ming is doing.

The vice president of the Yanxia Wushu Association is practicing with a flat knife!

Yes, it's just practice.

Think of flat knives as sandbags.

Pingdao also realized this, but he had no choice but to show his strength, but he still couldn't help Su Ming.

On the other hand, the people from the Yanxia Martial Arts Association, Chu Ci just closed his eyes and rested his mind, Long Chen and Xia Ling Fuxiang didn't have anything to worry about, only Meng Jiao and Qin Qingfeng frowned from time to time.

"If you only have this strength, then stop here."

Su Ming finally practiced enough, opened the distance and said something calmly, and then used the Jinghong Youlong movement technique, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Ping Dao's complexion changed slightly, and under the hundred sword slashes, the light of the sword in front of him covered his whole body.

But there was a sword light, which defeated these sword lights so powerfully, and fell from the sky, with a touch of golden light, passing through the top of Ping Dao's head.

This scene seems familiar.

Once upon a time, Su Ming went to Qincheng for the first time, entered that villa alone, fought with Peng Chang, a member of the Gu sect, and executed a strike to kill Peng Chang.

Peng Chang's death was pierced through his body from the top of his head.

Today's flat knife is the same.

Pingdao still maintains the posture of throwing the knife, holding the knife with both hands, his legs are slightly bent, his eyes are looking straight ahead, his pupils contract, and then slack at an extremely fast speed.

Even when he died, Ping Dao did not let out a scream, but a flash of relief flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, then walked up to Pingdao thoughtfully, and closed his eyes for him.

Make a move and kill.

The old president's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "What a vicious boy, he said he was asking for advice, but he directly killed him?"

Su Ming smiled with great interest: "At the beginning, he didn't say what he said. The sword has no eyes. If he had the chance to kill me, he would not hesitate."

The old president snorted angrily, knowing that he was wrong, so he didn't continue to pester.

He turned his head to look at another peak Martial Venerable on his side. He was a little older, but his strength was within the allowable range.

That person is also a high-level member of the Saber Association, and his status as a director of the Yanxia Wushu Association is similar to that of Long Chen. When he saw the old president's gaze on him, he felt a thump in his heart.

Just watched the whole process, even if he goes up, he may not be Su Ming's opponent.

But the old president was already on the verge of rage, and he didn't dare to offend the old president at this time, so he smashed his teeth and swallowed it, and came to the field reluctantly.

Su Ming smiled pitifully and said, "You were sent out to die?"

The man shouted angrily: "I don't know who will win and who will lose, so don't be arrogant!"

(End of this chapter)