Chapter 965 Tears Are Falling Like Rain

Su Ming's words seemed to be of great power. Every word hit hard deep in the Sword God's heart, making the Sword God's expression look indescribably dazed.

The Sword God stood there in a daze, as if something suddenly occurred to him, his expression gradually changed.

The words awakened the dreamer, and Su Ming's words immediately woke up the Sword God. Only then did the Sword God realize that he was trying so hard to let the Eastern Martial Arts catch up with China.

He even spent a lot of effort to set up an "Oriental Sword Hall" in China, trying to gradually infect the Chinese people with Oriental culture, and even had a serious intention to kill Su Ming.

Thinking about it now, the Sword God suddenly felt that all this was quite ridiculous. Just like Su Ming said, China is too big and the history of martial arts is too long.

Especially when Su Ming said that with his current strength, he had not even come into contact with the real world of warriors in China, the Sword God felt so incredible.

At the same time, the Sword God thought about how he came to China with high spirits many years ago and attempted to challenge many Chinese masters. However, he was easily defeated in the first battle with just one move.

That was the shame of the Sword God's life. From then on, the Sword God never came to China again. This was the second time he came to China and he failed again. This time's failure made him feel even more profound.

After thinking about all this, the Sword God suddenly seemed to have aged more than ten years, and suddenly became like a sluggish old man, with no trace of vitality in his body.

"Su Ming, can you lend me your sword?" The sword god suddenly made an unexpected request to Su Ming.

Huzi and Cheng Ruofeng were both nervous until now. Upon hearing this, they immediately stared at the sword god, for fear that this guy would make some small move.

On the contrary, Su Ming seemed much calmer. He didn't feel worried at all and personally delivered the Blade of the Destroyed King into the hands of the Sword God.

The sword god grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, placed the Blade of the Broken King on his lap, stretched out two fingers of his left hand, scratched the sword, and praised: "What a sword, this great sword is definitely a legendary sword. one!"

While speaking, the Sword God's movements suddenly changed. He suddenly turned his left hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword. Holding the sword in both hands, he instantly raised the Blade of the Broken King, pointed it at his chest, and stabbed it!

"you…………"

Su Ming didn't have time to react. The Sword God's movement was too sudden. By the time Su Ming reacted, the Blade of the Ruined King had already penetrated the Sword God's body.

"puff----"

The Sword God smiled twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and grinned again: "China is a hurdle that I can't overcome in my life. My two failures in life all happened here. If that's the case, let me stay here." End yourself."

"Su Ming, you...you are very strong!"

After saying these last words, the sword god died and his body tilted suddenly and fell to the ground.

A generation of oriental sword gods died on the top of Lingyun Mountain in Guoning City, China!

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Jiang Zhuliu went back in a happy mood. While sitting in the car, he couldn't help but want to sing loudly. It is estimated that only Song Jiji can understand his mood at this time. Once Su Ming died, the situation in Ningcheng changed again. Changed.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhuliu and Song Jiji left too fast, thinking that Su Ming was already dead, so... they didn't see what happened next.

It was precisely because of not seeing this that Jiang Zhuliu's tragedy happened.

"Master Jiang, where are you going to celebrate, or are you going home directly?" At this time, Jiang Zhuliu's subordinate in the car also had a smile on his face.

A subordinate cannot have his own personal feelings. If the master is unhappy, you have to be unhappy. If the master is happy, you have to be happy too.

Jiang Zhuliu said: "Don't go anywhere, go directly to Qin's house and drive to Qin's house for me!"

"Go to Qin's house. Could it be that Mr. Jiang wants to..." His subordinates were stunned.

"That's right!"

Jiang Zhuliu said coldly: "The Qin family has been riding on our heads these days.

I have endured enough for a long time. I would rather destroy the Qin family today. "

"Go and tell them to bring all the masters in the family. Today I will directly make the Qin family history!" Jiang Zhuliu said.

During this period of time, in order to fight against the powerful Su Ming, the Jiang family kept making small moves and secretly searching for ancient warriors. However, they spent a lot of money to recruit several ancient warriors who traveled in the secular world.

However, these guys are not very strong and cannot compare with Su Ming, so Jiang Zhuliu has been holding back and continues to think about whether he can find a powerful ancient warrior.

But it's no longer necessary now, because Su Ming is dead. The few ancient warriors currently in the hands of the Jiang family are more than enough to deal with the Qin family without Su Ming. Tonight, he will directly kill the Qin family. Went out.

This was what Jiang Zhuliu had thought of before the battle between Su Ming and Miyamoto Musashi, so he deliberately roped in Song Jiji because he was afraid that Song Jiji would unite with the Qin family and it would be difficult to deal with the two big families at once.

After receiving Song Jiji's promise just now, Jiang Zhuliu no longer had any scruples. He must win the Qin family tonight.

"That bitch Qin Shiyin has always ignored me. Now that Su Ming is dead, I wonder how long she can keep pretending. She must cater to me in my bed tonight!" Jiang Zhuliu said There was a flash of hatred in his eyes.

The Qin family seems destined to cause a bloody storm tonight.

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After a while, Jiang Zhuliu arrived outside the Qin family's villa with his bodyguards and the three ancient warriors he had found at home.

The commotion was so loud that almost everyone in the Qin family villa knew that someone was looking for trouble. Qin Shiyin supported Mr. Qin and came outside with a group of Qin family members.

After seeing Jiang Zhuliu, Qin Shiyin immediately frowned and said, "Jiang Zhuliu, what do you want to do with so many people gathered around my Qin house?"

"What?" Jiang Zhuliu smiled evilly: "Of course I will destroy your Qin family!"

"Jiang Zhuliu, stop your wishful thinking here!" Qin Shiyin had a vague feeling.

"Okay, don't pretend to be with me here."

Jiang Zhuliu's face was filled with a disdainful smile, and he said: "Everyone knows what your Qin family relies on, but Su Ming is dead today, and it will be easy for me to destroy your Qin family!"

Qin Shiyin was shocked and immediately retorted: "What nonsense are you talking about."

"Humph, I'm not talking nonsense. I just witnessed the battle between the two of them with my own eyes. Su Ming was killed by the Japanese Sword God. Believe it or not!" Jiang Zhuliu became happier as he talked.

But Qin Shiyin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tears burst into her eyes.

PS: Ninth update!