Chapter five hundred and seventy fifth Gao Jin's death
"Huh? Is it really blocked?"
When Su Pingan unfolded a corner of the enchanted picture scroll, the mountains in the sky stopped, and he couldn't help but wipe away the sweat.
Just when he was thinking about how to use the holy weapon to fight back, he accidentally saw Gao Jin, who was taking advantage of the chaos and trying to sneak away behind the Gao family and his son.
"Want to run!"
With the huge mountain above his head, Su Ping'an had no time to worry. His eyes were fixed on Gao Jin's back like steel knives.
Gao Jin seemed to be aware that he was running away when he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. A cold air locked onto him in a trance. He subconsciously turned his head and looked back, and his eyes suddenly hit Su Ping'an's coldness.
eyes.
"This bastard..."
Gao Jin's heart trembled subconsciously, and before he even had time to curse, he quickly quickened his pace and wanted to escape from here, but at this time, Su Ping'an moved.
The mountain above his head was still standing in mid-air, and he wanted to suppress it. The Mystic Picture Scroll was left in place by him to fight against it, but he himself had already launched at top speed, and he had already grasped the red sandalwood wolf hair pen in his hand.
He took action from a long distance away, "Gao Jin, where are you running? Come and die!"
Uh-huh...
Su Ping'an's murderous intention burst out, he waved his brush, and a bright pen light immediately shot out from the brush, like an arrow, and struck Gao Jin straight.
"...Father, big brother, save me!"
Seeing Su Ping'an take action, Gao Jin was so frightened that he even forgot that he was also a literary cultivator. Although his cultivation level was low and he was only a scribe, he was so frightened that he didn't even have the thought of resisting.
At the critical moment, Gao Wentian appeared in front of Gao Jin.
when!
With a clang, the former blocked Su Ping'an's blow with his own cultural treasure.
In this short moment, Su Ping'an had already stepped in front of the Gao Wentian brothers. He stared at the Gao brothers with cold eyes, and then said coldly: "Get out of the way, I have to kill him today, who can stop me?"
Who is my mortal enemy!"
In fact, Gao Wentian has always looked down on Gao Jin. He has talent but no talent, and he only makes trouble all day long. But even if he doesn't look down on Gao Jin, he is still his brother, so he shook his head and said to Su Pingan
: "Master Su Wen, this matter is the fault of my Gao family. I hereby admit my mistake to you on behalf of the Gao family. I also hope that you can be magnanimous and let him go this time. I promise that from now on, he will never appear again."
In front of you."
Gao Wentian was actually speaking softly. With the power of the Gao family, this would have been impossible in the past.
However, he also underestimated Su Pingan's determination.
"Can everything he did to my Su family be resolved by just admitting your fault?"
"Then I don't know what Master Su Wen has asked for. As long as you ask for it, my Gao family will have nothing to say!"
"I have only one request, and that is...he must die!"
Su Ping'an was determined to kill, so he didn't hesitate, raised his pen and killed Gao Jin again.
Gao Wentian sighed at this, and then said seriously: "Su Pingan, no matter what, he is my brother. As long as I am here, there is no way I will let you kill him!"
"You want to stop me too? Then try to stop me!"
Su Ping'an took action without hesitation.
I saw his literary energy surging, and then all the madness was poured into the red sandalwood wolf brush in his hand. He followed him in the air, stepped on the seven stars, and muttered words in his mouth: "The mysterious brake of heaven and earth, turned into divine thunder, the brilliant power of heaven,
Use the pen to introduce it..."
Boom...
There was an explosion in the sky, and then dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a terrifying power of heaven spread throughout the void.
Seeing this scene, and hearing the somewhat familiar formula, Gao Wentian looked slightly startled, and then said in horror: "This is the 'Sword and Thunder Control Technique' in 'Zhu Xian', and he actually..."
Click...
Before Gao Wentian could finish speaking, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, followed by a huge bolt of lightning that roared down from the dark clouds in the sky. It arrived almost instantly and hit Su Ping'an's hand, holding it up high.
On the red sandalwood wolf hair brush.
At this time, Su Ping'an was surrounded by thunder and lightning, his hair was messy and dancing, and he looked like an immortal for a moment.
He used his pen instead of his sword, and the pen drew the divine thunder. Then he flicked his wrist and shouted, "Go!"
The divine thunder immediately shot out from the pen, like a giant beast with teeth and claws, and struck Gao Wentian without mercy.
Boom...
In the crisis, Gao Wentian hurriedly used all his strength, using the brush in his hand as a shield, and hurriedly held up a light curtain to protect himself and Gao Jin inside.
Click...
The next moment, divine thunder struck the light curtain.
The powerful force was like a mountain torrent erupting. Even though Gao Wentian was a cultivator of Wenzong, at this moment, under the power of the thunder, his feet were overwhelmed and his body kept sliding backwards.
Tsk tsk...
Under the blast of divine thunder, the ground was also scarred with scorch marks and deep pits.
Su Ping'an's murderous intent was fierce. Seeing that Gao Wentian could barely block the 'divine thunder', his eyes flashed sharply, and then he immediately increased his literary energy output, causing the power of the thunder to suddenly increase by three points.
Kaka...
In an instant, a crack appeared on the light curtain in front of Gao Wentian. The crack spread rapidly on the light curtain like a spider web.
"not good!"
Gao Wentian's heart sank. Just when he was about to think of a way to remedy the situation, the lightning suddenly stopped. When he looked up, he suddenly found that Su Ping'an had appeared behind him.
"you……"
Gao Wentian turned around subconsciously and struck the brush in his hand like a sword.
But Su Ping'an had no intention of fighting him head-on. He reached out and grabbed Gao Jin's shoulders, followed by stepping on the 'Lingbo Weibu', and dodged away.
Uh-huh...
When Su Ping'an reappeared, he was already more than ten meters away. At the same time, there was a pale and trembling Gao Jin in his hand.
Gao Jin saw the thunder coming from before, so he closed his eyes in fear and didn't dare to open them. Until now, he felt that the sound of fighting outside seemed to have weakened and the thunder disappeared, and then he slowly opened his eyes and looked outside.
He glanced at him, but upon taking a look, he discovered that his brother Gao Wentian was actually standing opposite.
Then who is the person next to you?
Looking up, Gao Jin screamed in fright and collapsed to the ground, "You, you, you... don't come over. Brother, help me..."
Gao Jin was so frightened that he cried bitterly and struggled to crawl to ask Gao Wentian for help, but before he could crawl two steps, there was a click and a crisp sound came from behind him.
"ah……"
Gao Jin immediately screamed, and when he looked back, it was Su Ping'an who had stepped on Gao Jin's calf. With just a slight exertion, the former's leg bone was broken.
"Su Pingan, you..."
Gao Wentian's expression immediately changed. He was about to say something more, but Su Pingan directly interrupted him.
Su Pingan looked down at Gao Jin on the ground coldly, and said word by word: "I said, you will die today. Even if the king of heaven comes, I can't protect you. I, Su Pingan, will do what I say!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and put pen to paper, simply and neatly.
Pfft...
Gao Jin froze for a moment, his mouth opened in disbelief, fear and unwillingness filled his entire face.
He was even prepared. As long as he could save himself from death, he would not hesitate to kowtow to Su Pingan and admit his mistake, or call Su Pingan grandpa. But he did not expect that the latter would not even give him a chance to beg for mercy.
Not given.
Blood quickly flowed down Gao Jin's neck, and flowed all over the ground in the blink of an eye. Gao Jin's fingers were weakly grasping in the void, as if asking Gao Wentian for help, but as he continued to grasp, his hand finally became weak.
He fell to the ground.
Plop...
Gao Jin fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
