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Under the gloom, Mu Wanqing's eyes shining with ice and snow shone slightly, and she still wanted to send the wrong poison arrow to hurt the enemy, but the slender hand covered with gloves of black silk tulle had already held Su Liu down.

On the cheeks under the ghost's face, the shallow whirlpools on both sides bloomed like two pear blossoms.

In the next moment, the bodies of the two flew together, and it was Su Liu who led Mu Wanqing and flew by.

"This kid has such light skills?"

Ye Erniang and the South China Sea Crocodile God, who were full of confidence, fell into the air in an instant, and their strength went backwards, and when they were upset, the ghost-faced man in the dark clothes was already holding the woman with a black gauze covering face and a delicate figure, and flew over their heads and landed a few feet away.

Ye Erniang and the South China Sea Crocodile God completely forgot how to block it.

Su Liu has always used both swords and swords, from the heart at will, starting with a knife, and arguing with a sword, all by heart.

Maybe when the manpower is really exhausted, the fish and the bear's paw are not available.

But it is undeniable that the road that Suliu is walking now is a road that no one has ever walked.

For him, the path of martial arts is slim and embarrassing.

This feeling became more and more prevalent when he reached the top of a world, and the so-called "dwelling and moving qi, nourishing and moving the body" is also this truth, and the peak of the peak again and again has gradually cultivated Su Liu's transcendent temperament.

In fact, this feeling is not pleasant, just like the murderous Han Tang loves fishing, Su Liucai has so many red faces. Even though these red faces were not on his side, the sword was still on him.

The sword is another kind of emotional sustenance that is most faithful to him.

Every sword he throws, every sword. It's all a kind of touching that he has gained from martial arts.

Swords and swords are not just blades for him, as if they are already friends who can talk about friendship.

If there is no one to say, I will say and listen to the sword.

No one can describe or describe in words the first sword of this Shura, the three points of stunning, three points of falling, three points of determination and one point of unbeatable snow and bright sword light.

The sword is like a dream, slashing everything.

Su Liu slashed down, and Ye Erniang hurriedly emptied the air around her. She had already lifted her feet, and the thought of retreating in her mind was extremely urgent, but the world was underground. There was only one snow knife light left, and the sword light was too fast, and it was directly imprinted on her face.

A red thread dragged from the forehead to the crotch. But there was no blood oozing. Could it be that Suliu has reached the point where he kills people without blood?

Shura's first knife was also the knife that Su Liujian Mu Wanqing read Ye Erniang thoroughly and thoroughly understood this girl.

This knife has been freed from the shackles of the love monk's lifeless knife, and it is also the inevitable result of Su Liu's current accumulation of heritage, after several lives and deaths, and the integration of various peak killing moves.

This knife slashed out, and Su Liu's heart was indescribably happy. The mind is also very penetrating.

If you don't try, you never know what's going to happen in the next moment.

Only transcend the original heaven and earth. Only then will you discover a wider world, and all kinds of things in the world are nothing more than that.

Su Liu has completely integrated the "No Death" knife and all his knife skills, and from then on there is no "No Death" knife in the world, only the first type of Ananda knife "Shura Killing First Knife"!

Even Lu Zhu, a natural monk wizard, had to be stabbed by Ananda all his life.

Shura kills, the sword slashes the heart is uneven, the heart gradually rises, the divine will is unsettled, all sins should be beheaded, and the world is ambushed.

This knife is out, and it is the best sword skill of Su Liu's whole body strength at this time, and it can no longer be half a point beautiful.

There is no forgiveness for killing, and it is also a decisive decision!

But Ye Erniang didn't seem to be dead at this time, she could even speak and act.

After she was stabbed, the knife qi entered her body, and the veins between her heart and veins had already been broken. Ye Erniang, who was already like ashes, seemed to see countless babies crying in front of her, and then her eyes were blood-red, and she howled sadly: "My son! ”

"Your son is not dead."

Su Liu put the knife into the sheath and looked at her calmly, under the first knife of Shura's killing, how could he be spared, if he didn't do it with all his might, his killing intent, which was as hard as iron, would be chaotic, and his mind would be chaotic, and the knife qi would eat back against his master.

"It's really a fairy sword technique."

Mu Wanqing silently looked at the calm and gentle Su Liu, as well as a shocking red line on Ye Erniang's face, with her understanding, Su Liufang had slowed down her movements several times, but she still couldn't fully see the mystery at all, and could only faintly feel the knife intent.

It seems that the feeling of not cutting this knife is uneven, and this knife is bound to be a big trend!

As everyone knows, it is such a pure-hearted person who can see through the surface of the knife technique and go straight to the essence. In the eyes of Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang, this is a devilish knife, all kinds of mysterious changes, and it is also a ruthless knife to harvest human lives.

Yue Laosan is not stupid~, his back is soaked with cold sweat, he screams strangely, and he is about to run away with his legs and reflexively.

As this great enemy, a single knife can take the life of Ye Erniang between the four wicked people, how can he not escape? Although Yue Laosan is a little straightforward, he is not a fool~, how can a fool~ a fool get away with it under the encirclement and suppression of the righteous path, and it is the reason why he has won the name of the four villains "South China Sea Crocodile God"?

"If you take one more step, you'll die."

An indifferent voice came from behind the crocodile god of the South China Sea, and his feet stopped in the air, and the person who spoke was the devil in his eyes, and it was also the immortal figure in Mu Wanqing's eyes, Su Liu.

Su Liu didn't look at Yue Laosan, he stared at Ye Erniang with his eyes.

Su Liu held the child in her hand in the palm of her hand with one hand, and Ye Erniang's tears and snot gushed out at this time~ out, crawling towards Su Liu like a dog, thinking obsessively: "My son, where are you." ”

Su Liu said indifferently: "If you die a thousand times or ten thousand times, it is not enough to worry, if I tell you this sentence, you owe me a favor." ”

"I'll borrow your head for a while."

Ye Erniang's eyes suddenly widened, and the blood line suddenly exploded, and her body also exploded into two gangs, and the blood mist sprayed angrily!

This thick blood qi swept through the air as soon as it landed.

Yue Laosan has done a lot of evil, but he has never seen such a terrible scene, it is really like a Shura killing field, miserable, as soon as he saw Su Liu's ghost face, cold sweat flowed on his forehead.

But after all, he was a muddy man, and he took out a strange-shaped weapon from the package behind his back - crocodile giant scissors, and shouted with his neck stalked: "Come, you are strong in martial arts, and my South China Sea crocodile god will never be afraid of you."

Su Liu smiled calmly, looked at the forest in the distance, and said lightly: "Since you are here, come out." ”

Applause.

At this time, there was a burst of applause in the forest, and then a handsome brocade-robed boy came out, admiring as he walked: "Ye Erniang died in the hands of Your Excellency, quickly, it shows that Your Excellency's sword skills are good, and Murong Fu is fortunate to be able to fight with his brother." ”

It is Gusu who is late, Murong Fu of the son Murong! (To be continued.) )