The veins burst out, and Su Xun looked like an old man who was about to die.

There was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and a stream of force hit Xiao Manman's body, and Xiao Manman's body was instantly pushed a hundred meters away by him.

Take good care of yourself, a cold word rang in Xiaomanman's ears.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Manman was about to rush forward, but found that he had been imprisoned in place and could not move.

At this time, Su Xun's expression was no longer sad, and there was only a cold light in his eyes.

The Chixiao Sword was tightly held in Su Xun's hand.

At this moment, his originally bent body slowly straightened, and he would never fall down like a spine.

His eyes gradually shone with blood.

If you kill Tianyou, Su Xun spoke coldly.

So what if you kill him? If you kill my son, don’t even think about running away today, the middle-aged man spoke coldly.

Kill your son, your son wants to kill me in front. If I don’t take action, I will die.

But it is understandable that you kill me, but it is not appropriate to kill him.

If there is anything, you can just look at me. You shouldn't have killed him.

The Chixiao Sword tightly held in Su Xun slowly raised it.

Take action. Although you killed my son, don’t worry, I will keep you full body.

Su Xun snorted coldly, no longer hesitated, put his toes on the ground, his figure flashed, and rippled in the void.

The sword in his hand seemed to have only one goal, which was to stab the middle-aged man to death.

Although he knew that he was not sure of winning this battle, he had only one battle.

This battle is not for oneself, but for the dead boy, for the simple-minded boy.

His sword was already ruthless, and the sword shadow flew past, and the cold light approached the middle-aged man's neck.

In the eyes of middle-aged men, Su Xun's behavior was undoubtedly a mantislap in a car, overestimating his ability.
Chapter completed!