This evil qi is a rapid sword, and the speed is already the fastest speed of Su Liu's swordsmanship, which not only surpasses Su Liu's expectations, but also transcends the magnificent artistic conception of the Long River Sunset Sword, and it is by no means in the imagination of the fierce spear.

The blazing sun on the tip of the sword is still there, but at this time, it is not as good as the remnant sun of the sword like blood.

So fast with a sword!

It's already terrifying!

Laugh at!

The tip of Su Liuziwei's long sword stirred up a cloud-like mysterious and gratuitous change, flipped and swirled, avoiding the iron palm of the fierce spear and the backhand of the blatant shot, and quickly wound to the back of the spear's shoulder and arm, the sword suddenly induced vomiting, and the purple light suddenly bloomed, turning the impossible into a possibility, sneering, like breaking the leather, in fact, it had already opened the flesh and bones, and then lightly clicked under the left rib of the fierce spear.

The peerless sword of this sword was able to show its edge a little in the night stab today.

At this time, the spearman was still in a frenzied retreating posture, but his shot that condensed the true qi of his whole body had not had time to be used, and the condensation spear momentum was only half a point short before he was stabbed by Su Liu's sword.

An inch long, an inch strong, and when it was too late to react, it became a bubble and a joke.

Rumble!

After the majestic body of the fierce spear knocked down a rockery in the courtyard, the rockery weighing a thousand catties on the side of the collision overturned, and only then did Mian ~ collapse to the ground.

At this time, the desert knife was also chasing closely, with a wild scream, the knife fell in his hand, and a knife was swept out directly, the knife soared, and the huge sword shadow rushed into the air. slashed at Su Liu's back, Su Liu's sword was successful, but he did not show the slightest joy. It's just that as if he was a prophet, he knew that there was a knife to intercept here, and he drew his sword with his backhand, and directly stopped a knife first, and the swords intersected, and there was a bang, and the knife was a knife under the anger. It was a thunderbolt and no reservations, but Su Liu seemed to have seen through the situation. He didn't fight to the death, but people took advantage of the situation to spin and fly out.

The fierce spear had already spat out a mouthful of blood, which really broke the heart of the desert knife, where did he still have the heart to chase and fight again. The snatching knife landed in front of the spear.

"Old Lie!"

"Commander Lie!"

At this time, the armorers who were still searching for Su Liu's traces elsewhere rushed to the courtyard one after another. It was just a few breaths, and there were those who came out of this courtyard, and for a while, the footsteps were like thunder, and I don't know how many people in armor and iron boots appeared with their knives, and surrounded them in front of the spears. These pairs of eager eyes are as frantic as the heartbeat of a drum. In the quiet and eerie night, it was unusually clear.

cluck

The throat of the fierce spear moved, but he couldn't say a word, he held the spear in his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were angry!

There are countless red silk threads in his eyes, and the eyeballs are also bulging outward, Su Liu's crape myrtle sword is folded and perfect, it has already entered from his ribs, the sword pierced, pierced his left lung, and the purple evil sword induced vomiting again, straight into his heart, and his vitality was almost completely cut off.

Mo Dao's expression suddenly tightened, Sen Ran's white teeth were almost crushed, and he had already bitten out ~ blood, and he tightly held the thick but no longer powerful hands of the fierce spear.

"Desert Knife"

The fierce spear was raised tremblingly with one hand, and the blood foam kept gushing between his mouth and nose~ blood foam, and he said two words with infinite regret, "Kill him." ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The hearts of the people were full of sorrow and anger, and this sound was like a thunderous roar, which exploded in the air.

"Okay, brother, listen to you one last time!"

Mo Dao bent down and squatted down, his blue-gray face was pressed against the mouth of the fierce spear, and the four green tendons in front of his forehead jumped violently.

Then, the desert knife stabbed backhanded, snorted, and sent directly into the heart of the fierce spear, and the fierce spear stopped gasping and died.

"I take my brother's fierce spear as a witness, if I don't kill these two people tonight, I will not be human!"

He covered the angry eyes of the fierce spear with his own hands, slowly drew the knife and got up, and when a drop of red blood from the heart of the fierce spear dripped from the black blade, Su Liu's figure was already a little lighter on the tree outside the high wall, and disappeared into the dark and lonely night with another rise and fall.

It turned out that after Su Liu's sword was successfully blocked, he let out a long roar, and directly used the strength of the crane to control Tang Chop, who was trapped in the crowd, and then touched the ground with his toes, and lifted it in one breath, holding Tang Chop in one hand and flying over the white wall, between the body rolling, the sword light danced wildly, the sword qi connected the dots, and the sword spit wildly, and the quasi-group was extremely pointed in the hollow eye sockets of these chasing armor soldiers, and the sword qi penetrated the back of the head, killing several people in a row, but Su Liu withdrew his sword and did not love to fight, only a few quick flashes in the air, and the people had already appeared dozens of zhang away.

This kind of light skill can already leave an afterimage in the void, which is already incredible, and it is also a combination of the essence of moving across the sky and Ling Bo flying in the Nine Yin True Scripture.

"What a heart-piercing sword, send him to see the king of Hades."

Tang spitted out a mouthful of blood and laughed; "This world is really big, I originally thought that you had cultivated a sword, and you should be invincible in the world, and the martial arts of these two people are not much weaker than you."

"Stop talking, save your energy."

Su Liubai glanced at him, and an incomparably pure divine light entered his body, and a hot current of Tang Chopping meridians poured in~ in, and his body was shocked, he felt his injury, and said regretfully: "I can't go, you go by yourself, kill the one who used the gun, and the one who used the knife must not be willing to rest." ”

He said with peace of mind, because in their Assassin beliefs, the goal was the supreme goal, and as for the companion, it was an existence that could be abandoned at any time.

One shot, whether it is in or out, only save itself, and travel thousands of miles.

Su Liu sneered and said, "I brought you out, not to let you die like this." The husband in your mouth is not only important to you, but also has a lot to do with me, you must find him. ”

It is impossible to say, Su Liu took out a white cloud bear bile pill and stuffed it into Tang Chop's mouth, although Tang Chop's knife skills have been perfected ~ proficient, but the perfect fusion of the internal force moves and skills of the decisive battle to the death, his internal strength is still inferior to the innate master after all. Compared with the masters of the acquired realm, there is a huge gap between the communication and use of their own true qi and the vitality of heaven and earth, and Tang Slash is probably the realm of the ninth and tenth layers of the acquired realm.

The cultivation of the ninth and tenth layers of the day after tomorrow, he used a knife to assassinate the innate master, forcing that person to be in a hurry and lose his sense of proportion, if it was passed out, it would be enough to make him famous for a while.

At the moment, the two of them paused slightly, and the roar of the desert knife behind them had gradually narrowed closer, Su Liuxin knew that this person and the fierce spear might be friends of life and death, and today was determined to avenge him.

However, thinking that they might send someone to the Iron Gate of Yingjun, Su Liu's eyes turned cold, the killing intent flickered, and the speed gradually slowed down.

At this time, Su Liu's light martial arts and body method were fully exerted, and he ran all the way, and after a while, even the Longjiang River was in sight.

Return to Qi Heavenly City.

This is the first thought in Su Liu's heart after thinking about it, since the person behind Yuanchen has been arranged, even if he returns to Yingjun in the starry night at this time, he is afraid that it will be too late, returning to the whirlpool center of Qi Tiancheng is the best way to solve the problem, but before returning to Qi Tiancheng, he must have a valuable chip in his hand.

That chip was the man chasing after him, Modao.

Such a congenital-level master, in the eyes of others, is afraid that it is too late to respect courtesy, but in the eyes of Su Liu, it is just a bargaining chip that is still somewhat useful.

At this time, under the fury of the desert knife chasing and plundering behind him, he roared again and again, and a terrible and long howl contained infinite resentment and murder.

Su Liu rushed forward for hundreds of zhang before he stopped, and Tang Chu laughed miserably: "You really want to fight him?" ”

Su Liu put him on the ground and said solemnly: "Even if I burden you, I have no way to retreat, I have to take this person." ”

"Chop!"

"Miscellaneous, give me death!"

The roar in Su Liu's ears echoed from far and near, the internal force of this desert knife was really terrifying, and it stopped more than ten zhang in front of him, and it was the desert knife holding this dark and dark long knife in his hand.

At this time, by the moonlight, Su Liucai could see clearly, this desert knife was about forty or fifty years old, with a wide face and a broad forehead, a big bald head shining brightly, and a strong and abnormal body, like a wild beast, exuding a cold and terrible aura all over his body, but his eyes were like two dark and miserable red stars, staring at Su Liu.

"Suru!"

He said slowly: "It turned out to be you, you two miscellaneous people secretly killed the spear, and now one is half crippled, and the other is young, and you still want to kill me?" ”

In the voice of the desert knife, there was an indescribable hatred, as if he wanted to swallow Su Liu and Tang Qi into his stomach together.

Su Liu smiled coldly; "Isn't there really too many people like you who feel good about yourself, why, only you are looking for trouble with others, but you are not allowed to kill you? I have no grudge against you, so why bother me? ”

"Why?"

Mo Dao's bald head was shining, but a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "After you die, I will hold your head and tell you why." ”

With that, he held the knife in his backhand and flicked his fingers on the knife with his left hand to compose a song.

The clear lion's roar and sorrowful singing word by word echoed for a long time on the banks of the Longjiang River in this lonely and wide night.

"Ruthless spears and looking back, arrogant and blood-stained forty states, domineering and magnificent, I have a sword number of gods!"

When the desert knife sings in pain, the muscles of the whole body are highlighted one by one, such as the ancient rocks in the deep mountains, the edges and corners are distinct, each muscle is already the most suitable state for the explosion, and the desert knife, known as the absolute god of the knife, has completely exploded and gushed out~ out, rushing madly, every time he takes a step, the true qi will be condensed for a minute, and the black and faint blade obliquely points to the moon, and the knife is blatant.

"Kill!"

Its voice is as majestic as a tiger, and its power is as fierce as a demon. (To be continued.) )