Chapter 59 Heaven and Earth, Waiting for You Alone (5k chapters are monthly pass plus updates)

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Heaven and earth, waiting for you alone

The lovesick and tragic arrow of the five-flower arrow god.

Yan Nanfei's rose flower fell with a blood-red sword.

Miao Heavenly King's weird and incomparably swept Heavenly King slashed the ghost.

Su Liu suddenly vaguely understood the gist of Yan Nanfei's combat intentions, the thirty-seven in front of him can be said to be the peak killers of the world's first-class masters, seemingly famous, but in fact, they are just his cannon fodder, just to create a trace of killing for the few hidden people in the forest.

Those few people can be regarded as the real main force.

Amorous is always ruthlessly injured, a pair of weird and terrifying hands of the two people of Xingzhuhai, green and ghostly, suddenly attacked, untimely, Su Liu directly tore off his arm, and became a waste, otherwise the two joined forces, presumably there must be some means, but it is also a trouble.

Now there are only four Yan Nanfei left.

The king of heaven slashed the ghosts, slashed the ground, and the sword qi was unconcealed, like the angry tide of the wild river, rolling in a monstrous momentum.

Yan Nanfei's sword intent and killing intent are combined, and only the momentum of this sword is not much inferior to the flying swordsman of that day.

The five-flower arrow god is naturally good at hiding himself, not revealing traces, although he is not seen at this time, but the acacia on the arrow is rich but turns into a deep sadness of grief is not nothing, it really exists in this world.

This arrow. If you can't take it, if you take it, you will not only be sad, but also break your soul!

Deep in Suliu's heart. Even though the killing intent has reached its peak, it is inevitable that he secretly admires, with this Miao Heavenly King's ghost slashing knife alone, one person will not lose much to Ye Kai, Yan Nanfei's swordsmanship is definitely not under Ye Kai, and the cold arrow of the five-flower arrow kills. It can be called a human killing machine, and the world is repeated.

At this time, even if it is changed to Ye Kai, do it again. I'm afraid that I still have to get a dead word, and I will never be spared.

This felt fleeting, and Suliu's mind immediately returned to silence.

One step at a time, he threw himself into Yan Nanfei's sword momentum. This step out. It is easy to count Dali, but it can be said to be extremely weird, it is simply Su Liu himself sent to the tip of Yan Nanfei's sword.

"Come and die!?"

Yan Nanfei knew that Su Liu's martial arts were superb, and he would not be untargeted, and the ecstasy in his heart disappeared in a flash, but he was shocked in his heart. His eyesight was also high, and he had already seen that Su Liu's step was really subtle, and he first completely pulled Miao Tianwang's ghost-slaying sword momentum over.

"Xiao Siwu. Where's your throwing knife! ”

"Hurry up, such a good opportunity!"

Yan Nanfei's cold electric sword light transformed into thousands of blood-red sword shadows and sword qi. None of them fell on Suliu's body. Seeing Su Liu's sleeves move, he had an alarm in his heart:

"Gentle hidden sleeve knife, it is gentle hidden hidden sleeve knife!"

But I saw Su Liusu's sleeves move slightly, and a three-foot long knife with a slight arc slid out of the sleeve, a knife was cold, drawing a slight arc, as if drawing a fine crack in the air, as if a tear stain crossed the air, and it was like a lover touching his eyebrows, and the knife was indescribably shallow and gentle.

Yan Nanfei paused and retreated!

If you don't retreat, you'll die!

However, the speed of this knife explosion seemed to be slow and fast, but it was faster than his body, and he cut off his right wrist with a few knives, Yan Nanfei almost gritted his teeth, after all, his feelings changed in a hurry, his wrist was lightly raised, and the blood-red sword blade resisted the blade.

Bite!

This sound of gold and iron caused the air currents to stir, causing Yan Nanfei's wrist to tremble to the point of almost losing consciousness.

Yan Nanfei's body was shocked, and the strength unloading method was used at the same time, directly transmitting this majestic and irresistible huge force to his feet.

Two shallow foot pits on the ground.

The Five Flower Divine Arrow had quietly arrived at Su Liu's vest, which gave Yan Nanfei a little respite.

However, Su Liu's body seemed to have eyes, and with a backhand clasp of his left hand, he directly held down the arrow that was flying rapidly and held it in his hand. Then, his backhand was like a bow into a string, and he threw it on the ground, and threw the five-flower arrow back the way it came.

This arrow also has a kind of sadness that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, and there is also a kind of despair that kills everything.

Just like Yuanchen back then, he almost gave up all the practice of arrows in desperation, but Su Liu's arrow was to wait and see what Yuanchen had done in the past, and substituted himself into it, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, under the arrow, there was no one in the world who could not be killed.

melted an arrow of infinite sadness and melancholy.

An arrow for an arrow.

After an arrow, Su Liu no longer waited for the result, and once again held the knife in his hand.

With a flick of the knife, the same is not to be seen, and the general is not bad, and the hidden sleeve knife has already lifted the Pei Ran knife qi that is rushing madly from behind.

Knife tip to knife tip.

The twin knives trembled in the air almost a thousand times, bursting out with countless sharp roars, the sword qi overflowed, and the surrounding ground exploded, all of which were emanating from the sword qi.

After fighting each other, Su Liu's body was still immovable, but Miao Tianwang couldn't hold back his strength and retreated backwards.

"Kill!"

The sound of more than 20 people around him brazenly shouting and killing was like thunder, and Yan Nanfei's head was also shaken.

There are more than 20 people who use whips, some people use giant axes, some people use short knives the size of palms, all kinds of weapons, and so on, but none of these 20 or so people are simple characters.

It can be said that the most pinnacle killers in the rivers and lakes are condensed and gathered among these more than 20 people.

At this critical moment, Su Liu actually laughed wildly, this kind of laughter almost made Zhong Zhiyi's scalp tingle, blood torrent, and arrogant straight to Baihui, if he hadn't restrained Su Liu's acupoint~ Dao, I was afraid that he would immediately fly down and fight to the death with Gongzi!

"Happy!"

The sword wind and sword aura came suddenly, Su Liu looked around, his eyes swept away, and hidden under the shadow of the sword wind and sword were hideous faces, which were terrifying. But I feel that there is no one here who cannot be killed.

Suddenly, his body was slightly bowed, and his body turned into a phantom and wandered for no reason, and his ten fingers flicked continuously. More than a dozen shocking fingers struck out silently, silently, which meant that there was no way to guard against it, and directly pierced the throats of at least six or seven people, and blood gushed out.

"How is that possible!"

Yan Nanfei's heart was greatly shocked, and he raised another sword, which was almost a killing sword. actually only failed directly after picking three phantoms, which is not a big gap in my heart. However, an almost intuitive crisis arose in his heart, and he saw Su Liu's footwork step on it again and again. shuttled in the blood and rain of the crowd, and stayed in the past, like flowing clouds and water, without staying. Dressed in plain clothes. and not even a little flesh is stained.

Floating like a fairy.

Here it comes!

Yan Nanfei retreated sharply again, only then did he have a kind of luck and joy of escaping, but he found that there was a pair of deep and sarcastic cold eyes in front of him, and then, a palm was lightly imprinted on his shoulder, and a powerful suction force that was inexplicable but could not be resisted at all, like a black hole, pulled everything in his body out of his body.

A heart-rending scream. It came out of Yan Nanfei's mouth.

Until now, the Rose Sword is sharp, and it is no longer able to hold it high and kill.

"Up!"

Su Liu's hand almost lifted Yan Nanfei's entire person in the air. The previous hand was to completely break through his body's protective true qi, and it was not a problem to cut off the pulse at the acupoints, and then he had to swallow the spiritual vitality in his body.

"I can't imagine that I am a natural genius, the Rose Sword is invincible, and I am unwilling to die here today" The kind of desolation and depression that appeared in Yan Nanfei's heart was not humane at all.

I know for myself, at this time, his internal force and the qi of the essence have passed away in his body like flowing water, and the great river is gone, irreversible.

It's a real sense of irreversibility.

"Hearty, today's battle will be written into the history of the rivers and lakes forever!"

Zhong did not forget to lie down on the tree, dumbfounded and covered in sweat. Su Liu's light skill is so high that he does have an unpredictable opportunity, and it can be said that he is unparalleled in the world.

Who would have known that Su Liu had almost completely learned the peerless light skills in the golden book, and the miraculous changes in the Divine Change, Spiral Nine Shadows, and Ling Bo Weibu were difficult to describe, and even if they did, no one understood them at all.

Only at this moment, Xiao Siwu, who was in a white shirt, finally raised his eyes.

Su Liu was also in the midst of the happy killing, and glanced faintly at the melancholy and calm white-shirted young man who was still standing under the tree.

Xiao Siwu's temperament is as clear and pure as a white cloud in the sky.

Xiao Siwu didn't look at Su Liu, he only looked at the knife in his hand.

Look up at the knife.

Flying.

Xiao Siwu's flying knife is naturally not Li Tanhua's flying knife.

However, it is also a flying knife, and there are always similarities in controlling the position, Li Tanhua once said that Xiao Li's flying knife is the most terrifying moment only at the moment when it is about to come out.

Is the same with this knife?

Xiao Si looked at Su Liu, but all the changes in this time appeared in his heart.

Yan Nanfei's sad cry of death, the frightened Tibetan language of the five-flowered arrow god from Tibet who was pierced through his heart with a sad arrow, the unbelievable dumb smile of Miao Tianwang, and the red-eyed shouts of dozens of expensive cannon fodder.

Even the whisper of the wind blowing in the woods, the rustle of leaves.

It's all in my mind.

But Xiao Siwu has not yet come out of the knife.

The knife is still in hand.

His slender jade-like fingers were still slender and steady, and he held the knife without the slightest tremble.

Every muscle in his body has been infused with true power.

The knife will strike.

Xiao Si had already begun to break out in a cold sweat before his forehead.

Only when Su Liu's backhand was out, but also when Yan Nanfei was lifted up to let out a sharp laugh in the air.

Xiao Siwu saw the deep gaze behind the mask, and glanced at him lightly again.

This cold eye seems to have infinite magical power, like a bell ringing and drumming, and swords and guns are suddenly applied to the body.

Xiao Siwu's heartstrings trembled, he almost bit his teeth, and the blood invaded his pale lips before he retracted the knife momentum that was about to be fired.

Because as long as the heart is messed up, this knife will not come out.

Even if this imperfect knife is shot, it must be you who dies!

"Floating life is like a dream"

Yan Nanfei felt as if his whole person was floating in the air, his internal force was suppressed, and his limbs hung down weakly. If you want to break free from Su Liu's method of devouring the true yuan, unless you resist it from the beginning, Yan Nanfei's body protection true qi has long been broken by Su Liu's devastating and decaying body. Now it is equal to the general state of undefense.

What about the sword?

The Rose Sword has not yet fallen, and the Rose Sword is already his belief.

The sword fell and the man died.

"Meditation is as deep as a secret."

His consciousness had fallen into the quagmire of extreme pain, and the sentence he was unconsciously muttering in his mouth was a verse of the Buddhist scriptures, but it was about Su Liu, who held him in the air with one hand.

When it stood still, it was as heavy as a mountain, but when it moved, it was like a thunderbolt.

This feeling is also a feeling that Yan Nanfei has never had.

As long as Suliu thinks. As soon as the strength of his palm was exhaled, the majestic and incomparable true qi was about to tear his whole body apart.

Just for a moment. Yan Nanfei's true qi has gone more than ninety percent.

This was not only the dissipation of true qi, he could feel that his life ability had been absorbed, and the frightened and terrifying face on his handsome face could not hide the wrinkles of the knife, and the black hair on his head turned into white hair.

It was as if he was in this moment. Decades old.

Yan Nanfei seemed to be relieved. weeping blood; "But I want to die quickly."

"You're still useful, and you can't die now."

Su Liu said lightly, but he didn't kill him, and with a gentle palm, he pushed him away and fell under the tree.

There were less than half of those killers with terrifying and profound killing methods still standing, and the remaining half of the people looked at Su Liu in horror, as if they were looking at a demon king who came out of the Nine Shadows Purgatory. The footsteps unconsciously scattered and moved away.

"The kid is so arrogant, he really damn it!"

No one could have imagined it. This sword is incomparably majestic Miao Tianwang, and it is actually a dwarf on stilts.

But the Heavenly King's Ghost Slashing Knife is definitely a truly terrifying knife.

The handle of the knife is one foot three inches, and the blade is seven feet nine inches.

No wonder such a long knife sweeps the leaves, and it can roll the knife like a dragon.

Miao Tianwang slashed again, and his murderous aura had completely reached its peak.

With a flash of the sword, a terrifying hurricane hung almost on the ground, and Miao Tianwang seemed to be a monster beast that couldn't use up his energy, and instantly slashed out seven seven forty-nine heavy swords.

Every knife is lethal enough.

The shadow of the knife was in the air, and Su Liu's body was like a leaf for a thousand years, and then it was erratic.

These seventy-nine sword shadows were all one, and the sword qi exploded violently, and thousands of armies changed their ways, and finally converged again and turned into a knife.

"This knife is really happy, you fall, I won't kill you."

At this moment, Zhong Buzhi almost held his breath, and Su Liu actually had time to speak.

"You give me death, kill you, Lao Tzu is the first person in the world!"

Miao Tianwang's voice was sharp and piercing.

The Heavenly King slashed the ghost knife, not only the ghosts, but also the gods and Buddhas who stood in front of him, and they were also killed.

There are killers who are closer, thinking that they are their own people, and it is no big deal, but they don't want to cut the majestic waist knife in two!

"It's a pity, you could have lived, it's only because you said the wrong thing."

Su Liu's true anger was urged to the point of no return, and he no longer hid his strength.

An incomparably bright sword light flew across his sleeve, like a bird flying arrow.

A severed head!

"Where in the heavens and on the earth can you see such a knife?"

Yan Nanfei sat on the muddy ground, his hair was terrifying, he almost couldn't believe his eyes, and then he saw Su Liugao singing a sentence "The head of the enemy who can't be cut off", and in one step, the knife qi was like a long rainbow dragging, sweeping with a knife, killing thirteen people in a row.

The wails and screams were incessant, and finally they were calm. There is only the original breeze and sound in the forest, and it is quiet and quiet.

But the killer footsteps in the woods are no longer as determined as they were at the beginning.

They began to retreat and move back.

If these people still had the heart to ambush and kill the leader of the Blue Dragon Society, achieve their supreme prestige, and receive that rich reward that frightens people to death. In this moment, that ambition is gone, and all that remains is the fear that will spread.

The knife is still in hand.

The knife was in Suliu's hand, not in his sleeve.

It is exactly like this, the blade that is as thin as a cicada's wings is light ~ trembling, and the full blood on the tip of the knife is falling down drop by drop, like a lover crying blood and whispering, without saying a word.

The knife was also in Xiao Siwu's hand.

The white shirt was soaked with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be collapsed, more like he had been fished out of the water.

"If you don't make a move now, don't regret it, because you won't have a chance to knife me in your life."

Su Liu has given up his back to Xiao Siwu, this is already the best opportunity to make a knife, but Su Liu is still light and light, and it seems to contain ~ boundless confidence.

Since the end of the world of the Bright Moon Knife, the stimuli he has encountered have been almost endless, and after more than a dozen battles, he has also come to a truth, just provoking the Demon Sect or the more widely involved Imperial State, it is almost the enemy of the entire world.

But even so, Su Liu just treats it with a normal heart, he has experienced so many worlds, and being an enemy of the world can't make him a little more turbulent, the people who care about the world are not in Cangsheng, just a sword from the master of the Imperial State, or a knife from Li Tanhua.

That's all.

"I don't regret it, I don't even have a grasp of this knife, and I must be the one who dies when the time comes."

Xiao Siwu is indeed a very pure person, he has a kind of frankness when he speaks and does things, even if it is an assassination, he also has his own principles: wait for his murderous spirit and self-confidence to reach the peak moment, and calmly go out!

Ye Kai died under this calm knife after the first reminder.

"Do you know what kind of choice you have to make?" Su Liu asked lightly.

"Yes." Xiao Siwu put the knife into his sleeve and didn't say much.

Su Liu also nodded and smiled rarely, Xiao Siwu's surrender was unexpected, but talking to smart people and doing things really saved a lot of effort.

Xiao Si was incapable of practicing the flying knife to the realm of killing Ye Kai, and his IQ was not low.

Feeling Su Liu's gaze, Yan Nanfei said with relief: "You should have killed me a long time ago, it is also my honor to die under your hands, please do it." ”

Yan Nanfei was about to be killed, and even willingly relaxed, he had an expression of honor.

To be able to die at the hands of a character like Childe is simply to lift us up.

The remaining twelve killers were in their hearts.

Su Liudao: "I won't kill you, I want you to go back, go back to the master of the Imperial State, and bring him a word for me, can you do it." ”

Yan Nanfei closed his eyes and said lonely: "What words." ”

Su Liuyi lowered his eyes and face, the blade in his hand was clear, and he murmured: "Heaven and earth, only waiting for you." ”

(To be continued.) )