Liu Xiu bounced up from the ground again, and swung out a knife like a white rainbow across the sun, tearing through the air and slashing at a person and a horse, he really didn't believe in evil, so he couldn't break the defense of a small captain of Bishui!

"Today, you're going to stay here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Ao Buregret chuckled, holding the hand of the dead wood flower without moving, Liu Xiu tried to rush into Ao Buregret's side for the twenty-third time, but it was not just the halberd, but a strange air current.

Wind?

"A long time ago, I heard that Kyushu has a spiritual root, a rarer but more powerful existence than a spiritual senser. Liu Xiu only said half a sentence, a tiger leap forward again, the blade trembled and hummed, the knife stopped three times, the momentum was like a rainbow, the knife stopped six times, there was the power of the earth shaking the mountain, the knife stopped eleven stops...... There was no eleven stopping, and Liu Xiu was savagely interrupted when he was still accumulating energy.

Hell, Ao Buregret didn't dare to give him the time and opportunity to continue to accumulate energy.

Spiritual root and heavenly spirit body, these are the words that Liu Xiu did not say, this kind of monk with a special physique is generally extremely difficult to deal with, because their affinity for the elements is better than all spiritual beings, they are the darlings of heaven and earth, or the spokesperson of nature. As long as they are gentle enough with nature, they will be eligible to use the natural avenues.

Stopping the knife is a niche knife technique, there is no one who practices the knife is not a person with outstanding talent, the whole body breath operation and the knife are integrated, the knife is integrated into the operation of the qi machine in his body, the faster the breath runs, the higher the frequency of the blade tremor, the stronger the defense that can be broken, like a fast-rotating sharp cone can penetrate the tall and majestic mountains, stop the knife and change the strength, such as waves stacking and smashing the sea cliffs, if he keeps accumulating strength, not to mention Liu Xiu, a general of the army with a sharp weapon in his hand, a pig can crash through the defense of a golden soup city!

The name of the person who stopped the sword was Gu Han, and he had already returned to the dust before he cultivated, and the day after tomorrow he was transferred from the sword saint to the path.

At that time, Gu Han, who had not yet become a saint, had the saying that "there are no immortals in front of him", whether it was an immortal god or a devil, in front of him, he could cut off his vitality by stopping the sword eleven.

Gu Han is the originator of the knife stopping technique, and no one can stop the knife in his hand from stopping eleven times and changing his strength eleven times.

But Liu Xiu is not Gu Han, and his knife stopping technique is not as strong as Gu Han.

"Good knife technique, isn't it?" Ao Buregret swept out and slashed at Liu Xiu.

Liu Xiu's face was hideous, but the changes in the depths of his pupils were still like that, and he never wavered, so Ao Buregret subconsciously left two points of strength to prevent Liu Xiu's next measures.

No matter how embarrassed he was, he never gave up the knife in his hand, which is the basic principle of a swordsman.

As long as you stand, you will have the opportunity to turn defeat into victory and survive in a desperate situation, and you will have the ability to take your life back from Hades.

For a while, the wind and thunder surged, and Liu Xiu, whose momentum was suppressed, was like a dead leaf in his own stabbing attack, with the momentum fluttering, it was one thing for his clothes to be torn, but it was another thing to not be injured.

Ao Bu's heart sank, and the qi that should have been scattered was actually like a resurrection, exuding a majestic aura again.

Nine stops, ten stops, eleven stops.

The eleventh stop knife technique stopped to the end of Gu Han, but the qi engine was still running wildly without stopping and peaking, until the end of the eleventh stop, Liu Xiu's hand slammed suddenly, and the blade trembled again! A momentum and pressure like a tiger coming out of the gate and a landslide and tsunami pressed towards the top of Ao Buregret's head.

Similarly, Gu Han is not Liu Xiu, he does not have the talent of later generations, and Ao Buregret can't stop him from accumulating his strength twelve times and changing his strength twelve times.

"You know the Stop Knife Technique, but you don't know my Flower Wood Style. Flowers and trees are grafted, and plants and trees do not die. There are Gu Han in front of the immortals, and they are afraid to call themselves immortals, but they don't know that I, Liu Xiu, are better than the predecessors in the back. Liu Xiu's face was expressionless, at this time, the knife was in the body, and the heart of the knife was as bright as the Buddha Gate Mirror Platform was not stained with dust, when to pass through the mysteries, when to become holy.

Countless deductions and countless impacts, he was always unable to break the shackles of the meridian blocking talent restriction to reach the twelfth stop that he had already realized, but this time, the flood directly broke through the obstacles that had plagued him for a long time and poured out!

Facing the pressure of the air that suffocated him for a while, Liu Xiu calmly slashed out a knife, and with one sword, he finished his work in one battle.

The knife man Gu Han is known as having the reputation of slashing.

The Deadwood Flower and the Wind Domain seemed to be targeted by the whole world, and the sharp blade called Gale in his hand savagely slashed into the wind barrier, and the blade that had been in power for a long time directly cut the wind barrier that guarded Ao Buregret, and fell on the long handle of the Deadwood Flower on his chest, and an irresistible force blasted into Ao Buregret's arms along the Deadwood Flower, and the blood mist exploded, and the skin and flesh opened.

Ao Buregret's face was shocked, his body couldn't withstand Liu Xiu's twelve-stop knife stopping technique.

In this shock, Liu Xiutuan crashed into Ao Buregret's body, and just grinned hard at the layer of dragon scales and jade armor, he knew that it was impossible for the two battalions of Greedy Wolf and Pojun to survive under the siege of the monks of the Juxia Realm.

All he had to do was defeat the man in front of him.

For them, victory or defeat is life and death.

Layers of flesh and blood bloomed, including dragon scale fragments, how big the damage of the Twelve Stops Knife Technique, how violent the offensive was, Liu Xiu didn't know and didn't know how much he didn't know, all the pouring power fell on Ao Buregret's chest, and at that moment, it was like ten years and a hundred years, and the pain of the chest cavity being opened became more and more intense.

Vaguely, he actually saw Ghost Buming's damn black face and Emperor Jiang.

Is this what it feels like to die?

"Oh, oh, oh, is this pretending to be dead? It looks so miserable!" The small spirit of the abyss flew out from Ao Buregret's eyebrows, and looked at Ao Buregret lying on the ground with a look of amazement.

"Boring. Brahma looked at the man's mouth full of blood with an expressionless face, only the intake but not the out, the pupils were dilated, and the eyes were gray.

Liu Xiu panted heavily with his knife, and it was only at this time that he realized that there were more than two hundred scarlet wounds on his body that began to ooze scarlet.

He sat not far from the "corpse", slowly pranayama and recovered from his injuries.

As soon as Captain Bishui died, the battalion that came first and the battalion that came later for reinforcements lost their backbone, and the large circle of constant stubborn resistance suddenly shrank, and for a time there were many dead in the battle, leaving only a war horse to guard their side.

When the water was closed, Yin Changle covered his mouth, looked at the man who was facing the sky on his back, and looked at the black halberd that was slanted into the ground; Teng Hao was furious, his eyes were blood-red, and the Teng family army was about to rush out of the city gate to fight for his life with the remaining 90,000 monks who still had strength.

Yan Tiannan, who convinces people with military merits, never leaves any military salary, and all of them are given to Teng Hao's treasures, pro-army, buy wine, buy meat, laugh and talk about the battlefield, and the endless romance of the women who are all over the city?

No wonder Yin Changle likes him.

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At the end of the yellow sand, a dragon's roar suddenly came, attracting people's attention.

A monstrous aura rushed from afar, four people carried the sedan chair, and one person led the way.

It's very strange, it comes from the north.

The frontier of the Dragon Dynasty.

There is blood ready to move, like the resonance of blood veins, there is a heart beating like thunder, like thousands of years of dependence, there is a mournful howl, like an old forest ape crying. Not to the end.

I could faintly hear it, Daddy.

There are 10,000 enemies in the world, so why not be afraid of raising your eyes without relatives.

Yu Yuan and Brahma Yi sniffled at the same time.

"I'm still pretending to be dead, so determined. "Youyuan stepped on Ao Buregret's face without saltiness, which was very bad.

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It's still the white clothes, it's still the delicate face.

"Heh, it's still not easy to find you, if it weren't for Zihan and Jue'er, I wouldn't have been able to pass the border. The woman sat on the sedan chair and looked at the lifeless man on the ground, and gently stroked his face with her hand, just as she had stayed with her every time she had been injured after killing someone.

"Don't sleep, it's ugly, you get up, he uses a knife, you use a knife, and the girl gives you a drum." Wherever your horse's hooves go, the girl will not die, and I will beat the drums and cheer for you until I can't hold the drumsticks. ”

"His knife is so powerful, isn't it inferior to Daddy's Knife Thirteen?

"Get up, it's really ugly to sleep, I won't let you sleep in bed. ”

"Don't mess with me, I'm going to be angry. ”

The woman smiled and touched his face over and over again.

I still can't bear the loneliness, so I came to this treacherous heavenly realm to find him.

"Ah...... Girl, you're not good. ”

The bloody blur sat up and hugged the inconvenient woman, as well as the two teenagers.

The four waiters put down the sedan chair and did not speak or look at people.

Yin Changle finally burst into tears at the head of the city.

His she, came to him.

It's really beautiful.

In her eyes, he is conceited that he is not dead or defeated.

Liu Xiu felt that she was completely redundant, probably the vulgar flowers and greenery that were lit up by the naughty boy on the magnificent ink mountains and rivers, just simple envy, where you can have a family reunion.

"Got it. The blood-stained "corpse" suddenly floated, hugged Liu Xiu, and floated in midair.

The dragon groaned again.

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