Ben Lei crashed into the dancing sword qi snowflakes domineeringly, and killed Sun Suhe directly. Thunder and sword qi clashed thousands of times in an instant, the lightning flashed, the fire tree silver flower, finally, the amazing thunder struck through five levels and cut six generals, and the danger hit the bridge deck before being slashed by the sword qi, the thunder flashed, and the bridge deck was scorched black, but the difference was thousands of miles, and the carefully aimed landing point finally deviated to the open space half a meter to the left of Sun Suhe.

The path that the thunder struck through the snowy sky disappeared in a flash, and the snow fell more densely. Brother Shimada hit into nothing, but he didn't get nothing, for Sun Suhe's snowflake sword qi, he asked himself how much he had figured out.

"I'll break him!" Shimada said in a deep voice. The wind that enveloped him in the sky immediately turned, and the whole person fell like a meteor, quickly plunging towards the bridge deck. At the same time, the two sticks in his hands swung sharply, slamming into the void, one after another, like a dense burst of drumming, lightning flashed, thunderbolts rushed out, like a god holding a whip, reprimanding stubbornness, falling from the sky towards Sun Suhe in the snow slashed more than once.

Xie Yi was on the bridge not far behind Sun Suhe, with a misty ink color lingering on his body, and pieces of snowflakes fluttering leisurely beside him. For the Shimada brothers, to recapture her safely in this situation, encircling Wei to save Zhao is the only option, and it is also the best strategy, only by forcing Sun Suhe to a nirvana situation where there is no time for him to care, they can regain the first goal of this mission.

Sun Suhe looked up at the dazzling thunder light, his eyes narrowed slightly, let him fly Xuanhe, the momentum was terrifying, Sun Suhe was still not moving, I was proud of myself, after seeing the old man's Shenxiao Secret Jade Clear Thunder Method, and then looking at the thunder Dao technique of others, it was inevitable that there was a feeling that the sea was difficult to water. Although Brother Shimada was successful, it was not enough to make Sun Suhe mess up.

The snowflakes are dense, the thunder is rampant, the two sides fight fiercely with each other without giving an inch, the electric light flashes in the dark night, carving a thrilling white, fluttering snowflakes, cold sword qi, a series of flames burst out from time to time, and the bridge deck seems to bloom with the most brilliant fireworks.

Inside is a fierce battle of hand-to-hand combat, and on the outside is a howling wind, like a tide, turning into countless spears and arrows, stabbing endlessly. Under the internal and external torment, although Sun Suhe was able to defend himself in a short period of time, and could even seize the upper hand, how long could he hold on like this, a quarter of an hour, half an hour? He seemed to have become a lonely general who was trapped in a dangerous city with thousands of troops alone, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Of course, the premise is that I am really willing to accompany me to the end, and the other party is really willing to grind down slowly like this, heh, how long can you calm down?" Sun Suhe's footsteps moved slightly, drifting away from a slanted lightning bolt, and thought to himself: "The greeting is almost done, it's time to show your true skills." Ten seconds, no, in five seconds, everything should be solved......"

As soon as Sun Suhe turned this thought, his heart suddenly moved, and a thunderbolt slammed into the bridge deck behind him, and the position of the landing point stood on the triangle of Sun Suhe and Xie Yi, faintly separating the two. This blow seemed to be no different from the countless thunderbolts that had been slashed before, but at the moment when it broke into the range of snowflakes, Sun Suhe had already given birth to a sense, and there was a foreign object in the thunder, which was deeply inserted into the bridge deck with electric flashes at the moment, dark and deep, and the mystery was contained, and it was one of the double sticks in the hands of Brother Shimada.

Brother Shimada groaned: "海ならずZhanへる水の底までに清き心は月ぞ照らさむ。 This waka song was composed by Sugawara Michizane, who was revered as the god of fire and thunder by later generations. Brother Shimada was covered in thunder and slammed down on the bridge, facing Sun Suhetang on the edge of the snow, and the bridge deck was cracked like a spider's web.

Before the groan fell, the dark black short stick that hit Sun Suhe's back suddenly flashed, and then a massive amount of thunder exploded from the short stick, rising into the sky with an unprecedented violent momentum, scattering and sweeping, and in an instant, most of the dense snowflakes flying in the sky were blown apart, and Sun Suhe's back suddenly opened the empty door.

There is no better opportunity than this, Brother Shimada, who has been disappearing with the wind, made a decisive move, the wind roared, moving the ground, he had no reservations, at that moment it seemed that the entire world was violently rotating and compressing sharply, turning into an indestructible violent tornado, he fused with this amazing power, and made a killing blow to Sun Suhe's suddenly exposed dead end.

At the same time, Brother Shimada held the remaining short stick with both hands, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and ran through his whole body, all his essence and energy locked on Sun Suhe, and the short stick struck the void obliquely like a drum, and roared in a deep voice: "Jianyu thunders." ”

Kengorei is the name of the god of thunder in Japanese mythology. As soon as the name of the god was called, the thunder was born. After the short stick that fell behind Sun Suhe burst out with all its strength, it actually burst out with the last bit of divine essence due to the mysterious echo between the two sticks, and the electric light broke out along the ornament carved by the wonderful pen on the stick to form a god-like stick, like a swift and incoherent arrow shooting towards the short stick in Shimada's hand, and the speed was still above the storm tornado. As soon as this trick came out, between the two sticks, nothing missed.

Seeing that Sun Suhe was about to be pierced alive from behind by the divine lightning, and then torn into dust by the ensuing storm tornadoes, at the last moment:

"Let's dance!"

Sun Suhe let out a soft cry and instantly gave up all control over the Drunken Immortal Chaos Sword, or more precisely, suppression.

Sun Suhe's sword intent is born in the Tao, already mysterious and extraordinary, after being stimulated by the old man's painstaking refining of the resentment primer to awaken, by the yin evil and domineering resentment repeatedly entangled and tempered, the first edge, and then in Nanhuazi a battle of nearly resurrection, through the world without space and time to refine, clear mind, or fate, or nature, Sun Suhe repeatedly in and out of danger, proudly through the unimaginable vicious battlefield, the sword intent has reached the realm that he himself can not understand.

The essence of this style of drunken immortal sword is to completely give up all control, Sun Suhe's idea is only as a simple catalyst, everything is handed over to the sword intent to change freely, and it will be brought into full play, and the emphasis on manipulation by the heart of everything in my silk soft sword can be said to be a corner, all of which are tailored to Sun Suhe's special situation, and it is a whimsical work that climbs the peak by the left side of the door.

Even Sun Suhe himself can't predict what will happen next, and there are often cases when he tries to recruit on weekdays, once he loses his host, the sword intent will die down, and he doesn't show any power, it seems that he is disdainful of fighting like a child, but today is different, good opponent, good provocation, how can the majesty of Tiandao be insulted?

Brother Shimada was determined to succeed with a blow, but suddenly, he was shocked to find that he had lost absolute control of the storm tornado, and the wind that should have been more controllable than his body suddenly became unruly, and the indescribable awe-inspiring sword intent invaded the wind domineeringly, and he saw a snowflake appear in front of him out of thin air as if mockingly, and then countless snowflakes transformed from the wind, the wind swept the snow, and the snow turned into a sword, and Brother Shimada suffered countless injuries all over his body.

Almost at the same time, a white rainbow rose from the void and slashed against Sun Suhe's back with a sword, after giving up all control of the Drunken Immortal Chaos Sword, Sun Suhe poured all his energy into urging this white rainbow killing sword, and finally slashed the divine lightning that attacked from behind him.

Since it is a heavenly way, how can there be no peculiarity that is beyond the crowd. My sword, if nothing is slashed, is thunder, and I can cut it, and I can cut it, and I can cut it even if I am a god.

Brother Shimada's throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the divine lightning was slashed, which was like a punch infused with the strength of his whole body suddenly empty, but the real pain he suffered was not comparable to the strength of the wrong luck, the internal organs seemed to be turned over, and the brain was like being pricked by a needle, and the pain was unbearable. If it weren't for the physical pain being so real, Shimada would have almost wondered if he was in a dream.

Starting from the encounter with the Shimada brothers in the hotel corridor, except for a trick of the Hanging Silk Sword and a move of the Drunken Immortal Sword, all the other sword qi Sun Suhe deliberately used the staff to strike, and even took the risk of reversing the staff when he slashed out the sword of the tenant behind the feint. In fact, the basis of the magic taught by Alice is communication with the surrounding heaven and earth, and with the staff in hand, she can slash sword qi anywhere around her, even in the dead corners behind her. Falsified intelligence sowed the seeds of error and finally bore fruit at a critical moment. The flaws exposed behind Sun Suhe's body are really a trap to invite you into the urn.

With the help of the information provided by Yaqi Dongtian, Sun Suhe knew almost everything about the Shimada brothers, but the other party knew almost nothing about him. Extraordinary courage, careful calculation, and the world-wide difference in intelligence drew a decisive stroke, and Sun Suhe finally completed an almost incredible reversal of the situation in an instant.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's move was broken, Sun Su stepped on the broken stone with one foot, and suddenly rushed forward towards Brother Shimada, and handed the staff in his hand forward, and the tip of the staff lit up with a cold rainbow light. Brother Shimada was so disillusioned that he almost wanted to see himself dissected by a sword.

However, the rainbow light suddenly disappeared, and even the staff disappeared in the palm of his hand, and two red blood flowed out of Sun Suhe's nose, but he didn't stop, he still continued to rush forward, and grabbed Brother Shimada's inner plate in one step, the two stood close to each other in an instant, and before the other party came to his senses, Sun Suhe's right hand was already waving like a steel whip, with a quick and vicious wind, and suddenly punched Shimada Brother Shimada's jaw at an unavoidable distance.

With a brass bell-like sound, Shimada's tall body was pulled off the ground and flew backwards. Although this blow was heavy, it did not take his own life as Shimada expected. Am I not dead yet?" he flew in the air, and out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of an image that he couldn't believe.

Sun Suhe's right hand pulled out a punch and castrated unstoppable, the shirt buttons on the cuffs had already collapsed in the battle, revealing a special shape of the "little snake" wrapped around the wrist, it was the braided rope bracelet temporarily borrowed by the jade mother-in-law, the "snake head" was divided into eight wisps, the "snake tail" was shaped like a sword blade, and the eight snake heads bit the tip of the snake tail sword to form a ring, and the metal-like texture was flashed in the surrounding unextinguished thunder, and a strange charm was born naturally.

In ancient Japanese mythology, there is a legend that Susanoo Kensu killed the Yaki Orochi. It is said that in the Izumo country, the Yaki Orochi snake eats man-made disasters, this snake has eight heads and eight tails, eyes like red sour pulp, the body is long across eight valleys, eight peaks, moss and cypress cedar and the like, and there is often blood in the belly, like erosion.

Jiansu Susan's male life design drunk Yaqi big snake, while it was drunk and sleepy, with the sword ten fists sword he wore cut the snake into several sections, cut to the snake tail, the ten-fist sword actually lacked a broken blade, Jiansu Susan's male life felt strange, with the tip of the sword to cut the snake's tail to see, according to the "Japanese Shoki" cloud: "There is a sword, this so-called Tiancong cloud sword also." The origin of the name of this sword is recorded in the "Ancient Proverbs": "There are often clouds on the big snake, so it is named." ”②

All the shock tonight added up to the impact of a scene that he had not yet unintentionally glimpsed, Brother Shimada fell to the ground, and rolled out a few meters before stopping the momentum, he didn't have time to care about other things, so he just lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouth full of blood, forced out a voice and asked:

"Your Excellency's wrist is a cloud of sky?"

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