Chapter 22: You Want to Kill Me?

As Zhao Wenbin said, Su Dashao is notorious in Jiangbei, even if he does something, it is not surprising.

And Zhao Wenbin, although he is also uneducated public brother, but the reputation is not so bad.

If Su Dashao with his different words, presumably in the end everyone will choose to believe Zhao Wenbin.

This, Su Dashao know it, so lazy and Zhao Wenbin dispute, anyway, his body has enough stains, not bad this one, so they chose to default.

Su Yang inherited the memory, intermittent, before many memories are vague.

At this moment after listening to Zhao Wenbin's story, Su Yang just understand, the original Su Dashao is also a miserable person.

Five years ago, the death of his mother affected him too much, coupled with Zhao Wenbin design frame, everyone knows that he got big Jiang Xueer belly.

From then on, Su Da young will be disheartened, self-abandonment, completely sunk in the darkness.

Sorrow is greater than heart death.

Su Yang can realize his helplessness and despair, perhaps since the day of mother's death, the positive Su Da young has died.

But.

Su Yang will not muddle along, this pot is not his, he will not back on the body!

"Zhao Wenbin, I should have killed you for framing me like this."

At this moment, Su Yang stared at Zhao Wenbin and said lightly: "But now, I will give you a chance to go back with me to testify against Su Ershao, and I will reconsider how to punish you."

"Punish me?"

Zhao Wenbin sniffed and laughed again and again: "Ha ha, Su Daxiao, you are really funny, now I have told you all this, do you think you still have a chance to live?"

"What, do you want to kill me?" Su Yang raised his eyebrows.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm stupid, if you don't kill you, you go back to Su's home and tell Su Shenbing these things, not only will I die, but our Zhao family will be destroyed!"

Zhao Wenbin first smiled, and then said politely: "Uncle Wang, you have worked hard, you can start."

"HMM."

The black-robed man who has been silent beside nodded, then his eyes fell on Su Yang and said lightly: "Su Yang, I gave Wenbin a piece of jade petticoat, I heard that you won away this afternoon."

"Jade piece?"

Su Yang met the eyes of the black-robed man, slightly surprised: "You are Zhao Wenbin's mother's friend?"

"That's right." The black-robed man's face was covered by black cloth, unable to see the five features, and said coldly: "Give me the jade, I will consider giving you a quick."

"I have used it and it has long since turned into powder." Su Yang said truthfully.

"Used up, what do you mean, you sucked the energy out of the jade?"

Su Yang nodded and said, "Well, thank you for the jade petticoat. It helps me a lot."

'It can't be!

'No way!

The man in black robe was shocked and said unbelievably: "Jade is made by the energy stone, and the energy contained in the energy stone is incompatible with the true gas, if the ancient warrior is absorbed, he will explode and die!"

"Don't say you are so young, even if the master of martial arts above the strength, can not draw energy stone."

At this point, the black-robed man reacted and sneered: "Su Yang, in this situation, still dare to make fun of me and seek death!"

When the words fell, the man in black robe looked into his eyes, and then he raised his hand and clapped to Su Yang.

"A small skill!"

Su Yang stood in place and did not move, when the palm of the black-robed man approached, he pinched the formula with one hand.

Oomph!

The next moment, a wall of gas rose up in front of Su Yang.

Then, with the palm of the black-robed man, he patted on the Reiki barrier, and then a wave of horror rippled around.

"Competitive, his strength, compared to Xiao Ting only strong is not weak, it can be seen that internal force cultivation to a certain extent, or can compete with Reiki one or two."

Su Yang took two steps back and instantly felt the blood rush, obviously hurt by the shock, but it was not a problem.

In contrast, the man in black robe was shocked and his face was full of incredible expressions.

"I have been cultivating for 50 years, and I have entered the late stage of transformation, and at your age, you can catch me with a palm!"

The man in black robe stared at Su Yang with cold eyes and said in a deep voice, "Young man, it seems that you are not the waste that everyone says, but a talented ancient warrior!"

"You talk a lot!"

Su Yang did not talk deeply with the black robe man, but put away the Reiki barrier and actively attack.

After knowing the strength of the opponent, Su Yang did not support big again, but tried his best.

The man in the black robe dared not neglect, and also went all out to fight.

Su Yang's body, originally very poor, but after the purification and cutting of marrow, the strength is not weak.

Therefore, Su Yang and the black robe man, playing equally, is 50-50, for a time did not separate the outcome.

But.

Black robe man more and more scared, looking at Su Yang's eyes full of fear.

"If you can fight me at such a young age, it is difficult to find a single hand in the Guwuzong gate."

"Moreover, the true qi he uses is very strange and extremely strong, and I have never seen it before, so I must have cultivated some extraordinary spiritual skills."

"Evil, this son is bound to be the pride of heaven of the rank of evil, must be eradicated, otherwise the future trouble is endless!"

Heart read so far, black robe man dare not hide foolhardy, one after another to use a skill, pressure Su Yang retreat, even caught Su Yang flaw, a palm will Su Yang fly out.

"Poof!

Su Yang stained the sky with blood and fell heavily to the ground, his face slightly pale.

When the man in black robe saw this, he smiled a reassuring smile.

'Good!

"Uncle Wang, well done!"

At this time, Zhao Wenbin next to him clapped his hands excitedly, and then said defiantly: "Su Daxiao, you are really surprising ah, I thought you were a waste, did not expect you to hide so deep, actually can martial arts!"

"However, it is a pity that my uncle Wang comes from the Guwu Clan, and his strength is unfathomable. Today you will surely die!"

"Uncle Wang, kill him!"

Zhao Wenbin first provocation, and then can not wait to urge.

"Yes."

The black-robed man nodded and grimly walked toward Su Yang: "Su Yang, everything is over, suffer death!"

Su Yang rolled over and got up, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth and flashing a sneer in his eyes: "It really should be over, but... It is you who is dead!"

The moment the words fell, Su Yang's hands began to pinch, an apple-sized water balloon gradually formed in his palm, and exuded a terrible pressure, like falling into an ice cave...