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Chapter 39 Losing

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun forced the middle-aged man back with palms and punches, and suddenly rushed towards Su Cheng. The middle-aged man caught the palms and punches of the two men with his body, staring blankly at the black people all over him.

Su Cheng was angry and did not stop Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun.

Yang Zhao used luck fire as his palm, and Lu Zhengchun used luck as a force to attack the top of Su Cheng's head. A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Cheng's mouth, and the black energy around his body became thicker. He raised his hand and met the two attacks coming towards him with one palm.

One palm versus one palm and one punch, without falling behind at all.

Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun both landed on the ground and looked at Su Cheng who suddenly changed his appearance. The black energy around Su Cheng dispersed slightly, and a young man holding a sword appeared in front of him. The young man looked weak.

Lying on the ground, the breath on the tip of their noses was beating erratically. Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Su Cheng with cold expressions.

Yang Zhao held a talisman in his hand, and with a slight exertion, the talisman turned into flying ashes. Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhao's body burst into flames. As Yang Zhao raised his hand, countless flames gathered in front of Yang Zhao's palm. In just a moment,

In the meantime, another shocking fire palm appeared in front of Yang Zhao.

"Ten Thousand Fires Covering the Sky Palm!"

Yang Zhao uttered these words slightly, and then the shocking fire palm swept towards Su Cheng.

There was a kind of empty darkness in Su Cheng's eyes. Looking at this shocking palm, the corners of his mouth curled up. Then, Su Cheng raised his hand and shook it, and a giant hand filled with black energy also attacked Yang Zhao.

go.

However, the result this time was completely different from the previous one. The shocking fire palm sent out by Yang Zhao went straight towards the giant black energy hand. As soon as the giant black energy hand made contact, it dispersed as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Su Cheng looked at this scene, his expression condensed, and he seemed a little puzzled. Just as he was stunned, the fire palm directly engulfed Su Cheng.

Fire brings light to the human race when it is dark, so flames have always been something that restrains evil spirits.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the air immediately rushed out and stood in front of Su Cheng. The fire that swept into the sky with the palm of fire was completely blocked by the middle-aged man's body. Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun frowned when they saw this scene.

Frowning, Yang Zhao asked in confusion: "Are people nowadays so protective of their masters? Are they really not afraid of death?"

The fire slowly dissipated, and the middle-aged man's expression became extremely weak. He looked at Su Cheng under him and said solemnly: "Cheng'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Su Cheng" stared at the middle-aged man in front of him and suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha. Father, I have always been very good! And, I have never been so good!"

Father?

After hearing this, Yang Zhao looked embarrassed, and then, a scene that made them unbelievable appeared!

When Su Cheng finished speaking the last words, a hand wrapped in black energy suddenly stretched out and penetrated the middle-aged man's chest. The middle-aged man stared at the hand that penetrated his chest.

Unbelievable.

Su Cheng actually killed his own father?

Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun's expressions turned from disbelief to anger at this moment. They never imagined that Su Cheng could do such a cruel thing just for a mere personal grudge?

"You are not him."

Then, the middle-aged man looked at his "child"'s proud expression and suddenly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to understand something. At this time, the head of the Su family, who single-handedly helped his family become the overlord of the city, was not

His tall body suddenly fell to the ground.

"You stupid thing should have died long ago!"

"Su Cheng" looked at the "father" in front of him with a sneer, and once again stretched his hand into the middle-aged man's chest. A thick black air came out, and in just an instant, the middle-aged man's body

Turned into withered bones.

At this time, Su Cheng's whole body was surrounded by a burst of rich and pure Qi, with traces of blood in it. Immediately afterwards, Su Cheng's body shook, and all the Qi poured into his body.

Su Cheng looked on as he absorbed the true energy with an expression of enjoyment, and his aura also increased with the influx of true energy.

The two people watching the scene immediately understood that Su Cheng was absorbing the essence and cultivation of his "father".

Yang Zhao could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and suddenly drew his sword and rushed forward. Lu Zhengchun frowned and also punched out.

Su Cheng's aura continued to get stronger. Looking at the two people rushing toward him, he punched out with disdain in his eyes. Although the two were not forced to retreat, their offensive was interrupted. Just as Su Cheng was

Just when he was about to taunt, a screen of fire appeared in front of him. Su Cheng frowned, suddenly noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and a fierce punch suddenly hit him. When Su Cheng was about to raise his hand to kill

At that moment, the tall young man Lu Zhengchun who took action and Zhou Qingmu on the ground suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. Su Cheng just glanced at them, ignored them, and continued to absorb the majestic energy.

When Lu Zhengchun brought Zhou Qingmu out, Yang Zhao immediately took out a Resurrection Pill and a Spirit Gathering Pill from his storage bag and gave them to Zhou Qingmu.

"Yang Zhao, can he wake up after eating these two things?"

"How the hell do I know? Just give it a try."

"What to do with that guy?"

"Let's wait first. If this guy really doesn't wake up, we might as well run away with him on his back."

"Run away with him on your back?"

"What are you looking at? Of course you carry it! Otherwise I will carry it!"

"Sure enough, he doesn't have a heroic demeanor."

"Hey, Lu Zhengchun, you deserve a fucking beating, don't you?"

After Zhou Qingmu took these two pills, his complexion actually improved a little.

"Xiaomu, Xiaomu." Lu Zhengchun stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Zhou Qingmu's eyes.

"How can you wake me up like this? Look at me." After saying that, Yang Zhao showed a smirk on his face and a wisp of flame appeared on his hand.

"Zhou Qingmu, if you don't fucking get up, I will send you to the palace as a eunuch!"

The quarrel between these two people was indeed effective. Zhou Qingmu, who had his eyes closed tightly, frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and immediately saw two familiar faces that he wanted to put on his face. Then he suddenly felt

There was some inexplicable warmth under his crotch. Zhou Qingmu looked down and saw Yang Zhao holding a fire in his hand and approaching his place of inheritance. Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu suddenly retracted his legs and jumped up from the ground.

"Well, Yang Zhao, do this to me while I'm unconscious. It's not a gentleman to take revenge. Take the move!" Zhou Qingmu gritted his teeth and said, then picked up his sword and pointed it towards Yang Zhao.

Stab away.

"Damn it, don't be serious!"

"You asked for it."

"Hey, hey, hey, slow down, it's about to get stabbed."
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