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Su Liu slowly approached the Blood Knife Ancestor, and at first glance, he was really a very good junior disciple.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was exhausted, and he couldn't resist the cold, so he couldn't stop coughing, and his breathing became more and more rapid, like an old bellows pulling sharply.

"The Blood Sword Gate martial arts are actually derived from"

Su Liu suddenly noticed a detail, this Blood Knife Ancestor, although his eyes were scattered everywhere, but every time he stopped for a moment, he was still sharp and fierce.

He has been going back and forth for several years, and he has seen countless dead people.

Generally, most of the dying people have gradually lost their eyes, with a little unwillingness and nostalgia for this world.

But these, the Blood Knife Ancestor didn't have them.

A wolf will always be a wolf, and the ancestor is still the ancestor, and he is still the villain who kills people without calculation, has many tricks, and has ruthless methods.

Su Liuwan suddenly woke up, his body stagnated, and he intended to retreat sharply.

At this moment, a pair of thin hands reached out and pressed tightly between Suliu's neck.

The Blood Knife Ancestor didn't say any more, just because he was the last of his killing methods.

Before you die, you must kill your enemies.

It's a nirvana.

Before the sick tiger died, he fought for his life and only relied on his murderous instinct.

This hand is the blood knife ancestor's heartbroken heart. The last blow that was brazenly struck was like lightning, and the ferocity was still there.

The Blood Knife Ancestor's forehead was wrinkled like bark, and the green tendons in front of him wriggled like earthworms. A pair of eyes are also blood-red, and the teeth are gritted loudly. It's just that it's always a little bit of mental strength, and the wanton burning of the Blood Knife Demon Skill has devoured the last of its vitality, and there is no longer the kind of murderous randomness that it had at its peak in the past.

Su Liu's thick eyebrows furrowed, the speed of the response was unbelievable, and he originally wanted to hear the top secret of the Blood Sword Sect's martial arts. I didn't want to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor with my own hands, this old man did it himself.

At this time, there was no time for him to think about it anymore.

Just kill. Or killed.

Almost the moment before he pressed the palm of his hand to his neck, his right hand leaned forward steadily, his eyes shrank, and there was a trace of evil on his cold face.

The hand holding the knife did not tremble in the slightest. Down there. The Blood Moon Scimitar stabbed straight in, snorted, from the front of the chest, pierced through the heart, and nailed the Blood Knife Ancestor to this snow.

The blood was wantonly dyed, the surrounding snow was Yin ~ red, and the ancestor's feet were still fluttering and struggling a few times at first, but only a few breaths. The body was gradually not moving, but the body of the blood knife on his chest trembled uncontrollably. There was a strange buzzing sound, as if there was a spiritual sad song.

The head of this faction of the Blood Knife Sect actually died under the blood knife that he relied on to achieve a monstrous reputation!

Isn't it all destiny to drink and peck?

Su Liu was speechless, his face was still calm, and his body was also spotless. He leaned over and drew his knife, and between his hands, he took the relics of the Blood Knife Ancestor into his arms.

Just as he was getting up, Bai Yujing suddenly came with a long-lost reminder: Su Liu, a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, committed the following crimes, deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, the head of the Blood Knife Sect, the Blood Knife Ancestor has died tragically under Su Liu's knife, the evil demon is outside, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

"Heaven and earth are destroyed?"

Su Liu was slightly startled, and his mind was alive, this Bai Yujing had never given such a hint, and there was no special hint in this world, this hint seemed to define his behavior, and he had really become a first-class demon.

The four-person group of Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon sat on the snow not far away to meditate, resisting the wind and snow, at this time it was already a little dumbfounded, the True Dragon Monk felt that his internal strength was not half gone, and sighed: "There can be such a magic skill in the world, and I should have this calamity!" ”

"In vain, I think I am invincible in the northern martial arts, even if the four falling flowers and flowing water in the south are not enough to be on a par with me, after today, I will return to my house and no longer set foot in the affairs of the rivers and lakes!"

"Big brother!"

Feng and Yun sat cross-legged in the snow, their hair and eyebrows were full of snow, and the two looked at the True Tiger Master who was still vomiting blood, shook his head and closed his eyes: "Our internal force seems to have been sucked away by him, and more than half of Tai has been sucked away, and his vitality has been injured, and his strength has retreated, this person has demonic skills, but he is also righteous and evil, and his heart is ruthless, and he will not let go of the ancestor of the blood knife, I am afraid that the rivers and lakes will be troublesome from now on!" ”

"Those of my generation who practice martial arts can only fight to the death!"

Among the four, Lei Hu spit out a mouthful of blood, dyed the snow in front of him red, and laughed: "Brothers, since our Four Absolute Sword Formation has been broken, I'm afraid that we can't defeat this devil, call the four heroes of Nan Siqi to bring the northern and southern martial arts heroes to fight side by side!" ”

Before the words of this relative were finished, a group of people had gradually come to the snow valley, all of them were like defeated roosters, and their spirit was insufficient.

When the True Dragon Monk saw these three, he had some ominous premonitions in his heart, and frowned; "What about Zhongping Invincible Flower Hero? Why don't you see others? ”

Shui Dai and Lu Tianshu were silent. Liu Chengfeng sighed; "Second Brother Hua has died in the hands of this demon. Our skills are not as good as in the past, this little devil can actually absorb the internal power of others, this kind of magic skills is simply appalling. ”

Liu Chengfeng sat down in the snow with difficulty, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This person is not only powerful in that demonic skill, but also light skills, knife skills, and fingering, all of which are the best in the world, unseen and unheard of." Speaking of which, this man has left us a little bit of life. ”

Shui Dai nodded and said: "This is also the head of the Dao Demon Elimination, there is such a genius in the evil way, it should be the Central Plains Martial Arts from this, but I don't know who in this world can still control this little devil and the old demon with the blood knife." ”

The True Dragon Monk sighed, stretched out his finger and pointed, and dozens of people found the body of the Blood Knife Ancestor in the Snow Valley, and they were shocked.

"Even the old demon of the Blood Knife died in his hands?"

Lu Tianshu's eyes were wide open~round, and an unexpected and reasonable fear lingered in his heart.

"Who in the world can stop this person's magic skills?"

The rest of the martial arts heroes, originally boasted of being the elite in the rivers and lakes, the heroes in the righteous path, all of them came to this icy and snowy place with a heart to make a name for themselves, but they only killed a few second-generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, but dozens of people were lost under Su Liu's knife, at this time, everyone was silent, even if they wanted to release cruel words, when they thought of the falling flowers and flowing water standing at the top of the martial arts, the wind and the tiger and the dragon, all of them were defeated in Su Liu's hands, and there was a kind of fear and sadness in his heart: "Central Plains martial arts, even as far as Si!" ”

The sky is full of wind and snow, and there is no word.

Everyone was thinking about Su Liu's terrible martial arts, but a person poked out from the snow cave, it was Shui Sheng, who was disheveled and dressed in a bloody knife monk's robe, with a bleak appearance, but he was infinitely surprised and shouted; "Daddy!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Shui Dai's body shook, and he lost his voice: "Sheng'er!" ”

One of the heroes thought of something, and was hysterical with excitement; "This girl was lewd by that little devil, I think she is pregnant with a bad seed, it's better to be" (to be continued.) )