Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Myth of Martial Arts, Gongzi Yu

Three breaths, just three short breaths.

Su Liuhe has already killed three people in a row, these three people are really dead, as villains, they are not all nameless, they are all famous characters in the martial arts, but they can't say a word at this time.

How do dead people speak?

"Kill, Childe is already at the end of the crossbow!"

The remaining six people were even more shocked and inexplicable, but they were just ready to send it, and they had to send it, so they only stiffened their heads, and they swept the wind and snow one after another.

Three people died in an instant, Su Liu was simply crazy, his footwork was rapid, it could be called a random swing, or a knife or a sword, or a flick of his fingers, every time he shot, the sonorous sound must have intercepted the weak point of their qi machine, and intercepted everywhere.

For a while, wails and miserable laughter resounded through the snow cliffs.

"How to stop us?" Xiao Feiyu asked Shangguan Xiaoxian sideways.

She saw it all in her eyes, and it was she who was worried about her, and now she was the one who stopped them from doing it.

Odd.

"As long as Childe makes a move, he doesn't need anyone to interfere." Shangguan Xiaoxian smiled quietly, and this miserable howl, and Shangguan Xiaoxian, who was as quiet as water, seemed to be incompatible with the two worlds.

Snow, burned red into blood.

The ten elders of this demon sect are all masters of the older generation who have become famous, and they have all had their own glorious past in the past, like the seven-fingered gods, and they are also outstanding people of the same era as Shen Lang, great masters, and great seniors.

At this time, these nine people couldn't even catch Su Liu's hand, so they killed them with their swords. Pick up the knife and slash, flick your fingers and have a few more holes, and you will die in an instant.

Only the last Demon Sect Elder remains. Pale face, sitting in the river of blood, two trembling, relentless retreat, trembling; "Childe, I am Tang Que of the Tang Sect, I am willing to surrender"

The man wore deerskin gloves on both hands. At first sight, he is an expert in hidden weapons.

Su Liu's independence in the snow was still spotless, and he didn't look at him much.

That's when he came to beg for mercy. It's late. Capricious people are clean even when they die. ”

Su Liu said lightly, and with a knife out of thin air, a long knife on the ground jumped into his hand. The golden purple qi flashed away. The long knife was thrown with a backhand, shuttling like thunder, without a trace, directly penetrating the chest of this Demon Sect Tang Sect Elder, nailing this last elder to the bottom of the snow, this Demon Sect Elder didn't even have time to dodge, and with a flick of his limbs, he was already exhausted.

Su Liu almost killed the nine elders of the Demon Sect in one go. The bright yellow and purple qi all over his body was blazing, and his body suddenly stood still. This kind of transformation from extreme movement to extreme quiet, giving people the feeling that it is already very mysterious and indescribable, Su Liu stood with his hands in his hands, but Huafa danced wildly, drinking the wind and snow alone.

"Who else is not convinced?"

The voice was loud, spreading on the top of the snow cliff in the Tianshan Mountains, and the troops who came from the Imperial Prefecture were still swordsmen in their hands, where did they dare to move for half a minute, and they let it go unconsciously.

A soldier who surrenders without a fight.

"Not a crime of war."

Seeing this shocking scene, Jing Wulife's eyes contracted, and he suddenly felt like death, and muttered to himself indifferently.

Until he witnessed the peerless battle, until now, he knew that there was nothing wrong with him, the killing intent in his body was still pure, and the long sword was still fast and stable enough, but as long as he compared it with Su Liuyi, the gap immediately appeared.

At least he knew a truth.

People, in any case, do not compare yourself with people who are far greater than yourself, so that you may suffer more blows than you expected.

Ye Zhiqiu, the master of the Imperial Prefecture who Jing Wuming surrendered, was already a sword god in the world, and the flying immortal was invincible in the world with a sword, but he still died under Su Liu's hands.

This kind of shock and blow is even more solemn than Shangguan Jinhong's death in Li Tanhua and Xiao Li Feidao.

At this time, Jing Wusheng no longer had the courage and confidence to make another sword in front of Su Liu, and in front of Su Liu, not only was his heart dead, but even his killing intent was already dead.

Unless one day he can transcend his own killing path, complete a breakthrough, and reach the realm of winning without killing.

Liang Zhiyin, the main beam of Tianxiang Building, started from the snow, bowed his waist, slightly blessed, and said in a quiet voice; "Meet Childe."

Her attitude is naturally Tianxianglou's attitude.

If you don't surrender and express your position, you will put yourself in a bad situation.

Su Liu nodded, smiled faintly, and said, "Okay." ”

Jing Wuming finally lowered his head, pressed his sword and sighed: "See Childe." ”

From the two of them below, everyone's hearts were filled with a feeling of powerlessness.

Emperor Ye Zhiqiu's Flying Immortal Sword Technique was already an invincible sword technique in the world, but since defeating Ye Zhiqiu, Su Liu has become a truly invincible person.

Shangguan Xiaoxian suddenly remembered what Su Liu often said:

In the world, there will never be invincible martial arts.

There are only invincible people.

How lonely is invincible?

The snow falls sparsely in the Tianshan Mountains.

The forest is verdant and deep and lush, in the flourishing foliage, the backlog of falling snow, the top of the snow cliff of the Tianshan Mountains, only the long wind howling, so quiet.

What a lonely world.

"Who else is not convinced?"

Su Liuwei was in a white robe, dancing with his hair, looking around, and asked again lightly.

The movement is like a thunderbolt, and the sound is like a lightning strike.

"I'll wait for my wishes."

The emperor and the state all lowered their eyebrows, although the people present were all elite, but they were angry, and they had no intention of resisting, everyone put down the weapons in their hands, bowed down and knelt down, did not dare to raise their heads, and never looked at them again.

At this time, the ones who could survive were not the elite troops of the Imperial State, and the handful of those who were desperate had already risen up to resist, and then were ruthlessly cut off.

These people are also normal people who have been inspired by Ye Zhiqiu's beautiful blueprint, and everyone has selfish intentions, when their lives are contrary to their empty ambitions, normal people should know the choices they should make.

Suliu is also willing to give them a chance, of course, Suliu is not a virgin, and there is only one opportunity, if you don't seize it, the consequences can be imagined.

The blood of the few canopies spilled by several elders of the Demon Sect on the ground was still hot, and the blood was diffuse, and Ye Zhiqiu's defeat symbolized the fall of the Imperial State, and since then, there has been no opponent of the Blue Dragon Society in this life.

The dust settled.

Bai Yujing finally came to the prompt, only after the long-lost "the task of the world's first organization has been completed", there was no afterword.

"The first in the world, it stands to reason that it is also prompted together."

Su Liu's heart moved, because the prompt reached by the expected number one master in the world had not yet arrived, and he didn't know what Bai Yujing's judging criteria were, but he couldn't understand that Ye Zhiqiu's Flying Immortal Sword was definitely above the Flying Swordsman, could it not be regarded as the strongest here?

"Is that the man?"

Su Liu couldn't help but groan, his mind wandered, and he already remembered the person who was deeply engraved in his mind, as if it was the person Ye Zhiqiu had also spent his time looking for.

Have you ever heard of this lonely legend?

Xiao Li flying knife

It has become a loud and well-behaved Xiao Li flying knife. (To be continued.) )