"Not good!"

Chu Liuxiang flew to the top of the carriage, her toes were about to fall, and a palpitation surged into her heart, like a sign of a catastrophe. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A strong sense of crisis hit her, Chu Liuxiang's pupils contracted sharply, and she saw one of the two old men driving, the old man in the red robe was upside down, as agile as a bird, and suddenly there was a short sword in his hand.

This white-haired, thin-skinned, seemingly half-footed old man who had stepped into the coffin was so fast that he was jaw-dropping, with a sword in his hand, Sen Han's sword qi was imminent.

The spirit of the sword, its benefit is in God.

Although it was only a seven-inch short sword, the sword qi that was fierce and slaughtering, and everything withered, had already enveloped all the creatures within a radius of dozens of zhang, and Chu Liuxiang actually seemed to feel his mind turbulent, and felt a chill that seemed to have penetrated his chest and pierced his heart.

Master! Absolute masters!

A rare swordsman in the world!

Chu Liuxiang is not a lonely person, on the contrary, his knowledge is very profound, but even with his experience of wandering the rivers and lakes for many years and meeting masters from all directions, this sword is out of the sheath, and the white rainbow runs through the sun, both in terms of speed and momentum, it is only seen in his life.

Ten months ago, Chu Liuxiang once fought with a little red in the Central Plains, and a little red swordsmanship was tricky and vicious, weird and fast, and often stabbed from an angle that ordinary people couldn't imagine.

That is already the first-class killer sword in the rivers and lakes!

Without this swordsmanship stunt, a little red would not be able to become the gold medal killer with the highest asking price and the most ruthless shot on the rivers and lakes.

But when facing a little red fast sword, Chu Liuxiang can still leave room and be calm.

Compared to the swordsmanship of the red-robed old man in front of him, the black and white killing sword of a little red was as immature and ridiculous as a three-year-old child.

Chu Liuxiang hadn't seen the swordsmanship of Xue Yiren, the number one swordsman in the world, but he thought about it secretly, and it was probably nothing more than that.

There is no room for hair, life and death in an instant, and everything is no longer allowed for Chu Liuxiang to think about it.

He drank in a deep voice, swallowed his breath, the pores of the acupoints around his body were wide open, his chest and abdomen bulged like a leather ball, and the falling figure actually froze steeply, and even rose an inch upward.

The difference between an inch and life and death.

The red-robed old man's sword light flew down, sweeping like a match, but the devastating sword qi swept under his feet, and countless sword lights burst out like raindrops.

Chu Liuxiang twisted his waist, turned around, and his sleeves fluttered like clouds, as if he had turned into two wings, and his body turned upside down in the air, and he actually avoided several sword lights that pierced his eyebrows, throat, heart, and other vital points.

It's just that the clothes around him are flying and hunting, sneering, and many openings are torn apart by the sword qi, which is quite embarrassing.

The red-robed old man's eyes lit up, and before Chu Liuxiang could land calmly, the short sword in his hand suddenly flew out, like a lightning strike, but it was far more flexible and terrifying than lightning!

The sword light flew like a dragon in the twilight, like a miracle.

Chu Liuxiang had already seen that a glittering black silk flew in the hand of the red-robed old man, driving this short sword, manipulating it freely, rushing back and forth, like an ancient sword immortal.

Control the line with the air, and control the sword with the line.

Such a method is not worth it in Wang Dong's eyes, but this does not mean that the red cherry blossoms and green willows are weak, and it can only be said that the height at which Wang Dong is standing is too high.

Chu Liuxiang was already shaken, such a sword technique was really unheard of, the sword light was as strong as a storm, as fierce as a thunderbolt, and it really taught people to be frightened.

"Choking".

Another short sword came out of the sheath, and the sword light flew like a swimming dragon, and the green-robed old man didn't know when he also struck.

Although the two flying swords were triggered one after the other, the sword momentum was dense in the void, and they were actually fused and supplemented by each other, seamlessly, like a silk sword densely spread out, as if weaving a net of heaven and earth, completely locking the space within a radius of ten zhang.

There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

In the face of such a desperate situation, even if Chu Liuxiang is full of energy, I am afraid it will be a situation of nine deaths and one life, not to mention that his old power is gone now, and the new force is not alive?

Chu Liuxiang was invincible in his life, attacking everything, often winning more with less, defeating the strong with the weak, creating miracles, and finally achieving the myth of never being defeated.

Many masters with more experience than him, more vicious and decisive than him, and masters with deeper skills than him were unconsciously defeated in his hands, and when I thought about it later, even he himself felt incredible.

But the danger of this moment, Chu Liuxiang felt that it was ten times better than before, these two old men joined forces with a sword, blocked the vitality, and the heavens and the earth were burned, even if he did not have the slightest grasp of regaining vitality.

He has braved many storms and waves in his life, dodged countless intrigues, but never imagined that he would one day die in such a muddle.

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly in her heart, cold sweat was oozing from her palms, and her body was as strong as before a volcano erupted.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the carriage: "Stop!" ”

Just two words, but it seems to have a decisive life, wielding the magic power of Fang Xuan, the invisible and qualitative sword aura around him dissipated, and the breathtaking killing machine also collapsed.

The stormy offensive stopped, and the thunderous sword light suddenly rolled back, it was really like thunder to collect anger, just like the river and the sea condensing the clear light!

The two short swords were returned to their sheaths and retracted into the sleeves of the two old men, both of whom stared at Chu Liuxiang coldly, and their eyes as sharp as swords gradually converged.

"What a light effort!" Li Hongying stared at Chu Liuxiang and fell to the ground, and said coldly.

Chu Liuxiang is worthy of being experienced in a hundred battles, even if he has just escaped from the crisis on the front line of life and death, he has no fear at this moment, he just touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Junior Chu Liuxiang, I have offended a lot when I meet the two seniors." ”

It was obvious that he was almost killed by the red cherry blossoms and green willows, but Chu Liuxiang had to apologize, of course he could see that the reason why the other party would make a move was only because he landed in the wrong place.

The red cherry blossoms and green willows are staring with their hands down, their bodies are like wood and stones, standing still, but they are not speaking.

Chu Liuxiang's eyes moved slightly, although the expression on his face was still smiling, he was secretly surprised in his heart, he can be said to be one of the most well-informed people in the rivers and lakes, and he knows many secrets in the rivers and lakes.

When the two old men in front of him did not come out of the sword, they drooped and decrepit, as if one foot had stepped into the coffin, and the sword movement was thunderous, and the killing machine reflected the sun and the moon.

Killer outside the sky, red cherry blossoms and green willows!

When these two people became famous, Tie Zhongtang had not yet been born, and their reputation in the rivers and lakes in the past was by no means slightly weaker than today's Tie Zhongtang, even if they were not invincible in the world, they would never be too bad!

Who can drive such two supreme masters, so that the two of them will bend down to servants, and willingly drive horses?

Chu Liuxiang's gaze unconsciously moved to the carriage.

The first thing he saw was a hand, a slender and beautiful, white hand like jade, gently lifting the curtain in front of the car!