Pirate’s Hell

The purple old man looked back. Behind the scenes, there was no character except for the thick cloud.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in purple clothes smiled proudly: "Hey, this little doll who doesn't know the height of the sky wants to use the sword in the air to compete with the old man. The old man is also the master of a flying paradise. If you even have a **** Half a step away, the little dolls can’t win. When they pass out, they don’t have to laugh at the big teeth. "Let me breathe ten points."

"Ten breaths have passed now, and you can't even see the old man."

"Forget it, the disciple of this family is a bit wealthy. If it is not eliminated, it is estimated that it will be difficult to achieve in the future. I still don't waste time on him. Go to Mingjian Villa. Can you find some excellent sword repair kendos this year? ?"

The purple old man has concluded that Su Yi cannot catch up with himself.

In the heart of the old man in purple clothes, think about how fast Yukong Lingjian is. It is only three thousand miles away at most. He has the speed of flying and martial arts, which is enough to fly 15,000 miles. Can you chase an empty sword?

"Now I have had nearly 20 breaths, and this little baby has been completely opened by me. Hey, I can't beat a little baby in half a step, if it gets passed into Ye Wuhuan's ears. Go, it's no Allowed to laugh at the old man."

The purple old man smiled proudly and continued to accelerate and sweep forward.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the purple old man's ears.

"Seniors, I didn't expect you to be so fast, with only a dozen breaths, you actually flew nearly 200,000 miles."

There was a hint of surprise laughter in the voice.

But when the old man in purple clothes heard this sound, like a chicken with exploded hair, he suddenly turned his head and looked at it in horror.

Beside him, a teenager walking side by side stepped on a flying sword, actually sitting on an equal footing with him.

With a harmless human and animal smile on the boy's face, he looked at the old man in purple clothes laughing.

This person is Sensuyi!

"you you you.."

The old man in purple saw that Su Yi was at the same speed as him, and he stumbled suddenly.

The purple old man was shocked and looked back. He happened to see Su Yi stepping on the flying sword and looking at him with a smile, which was harmless to humans and animals.

"You, you, you..." The old man in purple clothes looked at Su Yi with wide eyes, frightened.

The purple old man's heart made a shocked sound, and shouted loudly: "How is this possible, how can your Yukong Lingjian be faster than mine?"

Su Yi smiled and said, "Is there anything weird about this?"

The old man in the purple clothes shouted: "Wow, angry, old man, hey, the little doll just relaxes the old man and lets you catch up. Remember that you are a junior and can't bear to abuse you, but just stay here on purpose."

"Now, the old man won't let you go, let us see our famous sword village."

After that, the old man in the purple clothes looked serious, his body was so turbulent that his own speed flashed by, and Su Yi immediately squatted behind him.

The old man used his whole body to increase his speed to the limit, reaching a speed of 30,000 miles.

Looking back, there was no trace of Su Yi behind him.

I heard Su Yi said that he had waited ten breaths before starting. The old man in purple almost sprayed a jet of blood, his face was blue and silent.

But the old man in purple clothes is angry: "Quick, fast, fast, speed up, open this little doll, or the old man's name will be destroyed here!"

The purple old man walked side by side with Su Yi.

No matter how fast the purple-clothed old man accelerates, Su Yi always stands beside him, keeping the speed of flying side by side with him.

The old man in purple clothes worked hard for a long time. Seeing Su Yi in the shadow, it was easy to seem that the filth of the internal organs would explode.

The purple old man stared at Su Yi.

Su Yijun’s smile: "Senior, then I will go to the famous Jianshan Villa to wait for you. You will take your time, don’t worry, it’s just a game. If you fail, you lose. It’s no big deal."

Before Su Yi left, he comforted the purple old man.

Su Yi felt that as a younger generation, he should take the initiative to take care of his predecessors.

Although the purple old man's speed is not as fast as his flying sword, Su Yi still has to respect others.

Therefore, even if Su Yi wants to win, Su Yi will comfort the purple old man.

Su Yi's heart thought so, and felt that he was doing the right thing.

However, I was heard by the old man in purple clothes, that is not the meaning.

"A shameful shame! What a pity!"

"My incomparable Master Flying Heaven and Earth, the mountain ridge in the East 700 domestic ridges is also hegemony. As one of the three masters of the miracle of Miracle Ridge, he was actually educated by this little baby!"

"Gentle old man! You are angry too!"

The seven-year-old smokes in purple clothes.

In my opinion, I also agree with Su Yi's words. No matter what I lose, I lose. The master of flying heaven actually lost to the disciple of the half-step **** in the sky. If it faints, it is estimated that the old man in the purple coat can't mix in Miracle Ridge.

"Little baby, don't be proud, it's just that the old man is waiting for you deliberately. I'm afraid you are going the wrong way, so waiting for you, now the old man won't let you." Old Man Zi said helplessly.

"Okay," Lin said with a smile.

"Ex, take your time, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye old man."

Su Yi's face is harmless, he smiles innocently at the old man.

A flying sword, like a meteor, breaks the clouds in the blink of an eye from a distance of 50,000 miles.

"I rely on!"

The purple old man saw Su Yi so fast that he was very scared.

As a fighter flying in the sky, he was very good at cultivating. At this time, when Su Yi's speed seemed to be at the same time, he cursed on the spot.

"The old man still doesn't believe it. The old man will lose to a doll like this for a long time!"

"Flush!"

The old man in the purple coat gritted his teeth, his body was very angry, and there was no room for explosion.

Go all out and fly away.

At this time, the purple old man's speed has reached the limit peak, and his breathing is 35,000 miles.

This is the ultimate speed of the old purple man. ..