Before he could see the means, Yun Shu, the young marshal of the legendary Flying Feather Army who had killed more than a thousand people, suffered a small and small secret loss first.

A cold sword mark on Ru Jun's cheek.

Zhou Botong was lying on the beam, looking at it with a bright eye, and laughed; "Su boy, this hand is fun to be tight, teach me quickly."

Su Liu smiled indifferently and said, "Old urchin, you want to practice this hand, but it is very rare." "This is not to deceive him, this ice qi condensing sword, but to the yin and pure Xuanyuan ice qi as the foundation, and Liu Yingying's glacial Xuangong is actually the same thing, the old naughty boy's Daomen true qi, in the middle of the harmony, do not practice the ultimate of yin and yang harmony, and can not condense the ice sword. It is possible for Liu Yingying, but if she wants to do this, if she does not have adventures, she will have to practice penance for at least twenty or thirty years.

Seeing that Su Liu ignored him, the old naughty boy scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and shouted, but Su Liu swept up lightly in one step, and the ice sword was wrapped in the wind and snow, and once again pierced through the air and roared away.

Even Chu Xianliu and Jiuru held their breath, stood up solemnly, and their faces gradually became solemn, both of them put themselves in the situation of Yunshu in their hearts, and found that it was definitely not easy to stand this sword, although Su Liu's sword was an understatement, but the wonder of the sword intent in it was indeed the ultimate in the change of swordsmanship.

The tip of Yun Shu's nose was dripping with fine beads of sweat, he took a long breath, his chest was full, his true qi was full, but his mind calmed down, and he instantly took it out of the feeling of loss from the gap, and then looked at it carefully, raised his sword to deal with it, his martial arts are based on "watching the enemy and the reality, and striking later". The previous shot was to probe Su Liu's roots, but he didn't want Su Liu to see through his reality in an instant, and the counterattack was far beyond his imagination. It made him suffer.

At this time, there is preparation, it is very different, just wait for Su Liu's sword to come, move his eyes and raise his feet, and there is an instant movement, and there is a faint meaning of the last to come, one sword to sword. Intercept Suliu's sword momentum in mid-air.

He said that he used the swordsmanship of Tianxiang Villa to face the enemy, and if this was the case, his body was also frozen. The long sword swirled around his body, and he once again sacrificed the fast sword, and suddenly his body rioted, striving to reverse the general trend everywhere. Get a head start. This incense swordsmanship came to him, in fact, there was no beauty at all, only the sword shadow of the slaughter, but no human figure, a string of phantom shadows like threads and silk, flickering east and west, sweeping back and forth, fluttering to the extreme.

"What's the name of this swordsmanship?"

Su Liuhan smiled and slashed again. Yun Shu's figure was hidden in the shadow of the sword, unpredictable. But the ice sword in Su Liu's hand can often point to the place where Yun Shu is, this feeling is mysterious and mysterious, it seems that Yun Shu himself sent to the tip of Su Liu's sword, although there are occasional counterattacks, but it can almost be ignored, and he is caught in the wind and rain again in an instant.

This is the gap between the two people's background, if Yun Shu has such an adventure as Su Liu, it is impossible to say that the swordsmanship can have the magic of ghosts and gods, but it is more likely that Yun Shu, who is full of righteousness, will die in a corner of the rivers and lakes.

Su Liu is not Yun Shu, although Yun Shu is talented, as Su Liu's opponent, he is also a little reluctant.

Chu Xianliu sighed and said: "The way of the sword is originally the way to nourish the heart, but you lead the troops to fight, kill people and practice swords, although the killing intent in the sword is strong, but the killing is too much, and the cultivation of the heart has not kept up. ”

In the long sigh, no one could see how the fairy stream moved, one moment others were standing in front of the seat with their hands in their hands, but the next moment it had swept straight out. Between this static movement, in the difficult period of advance and retreat, the clothes are like flying, the ironwood sword in his hand is a little in the air, accurate and fast, the sword is like a broken flower, and the sword is frightened by the wind and thunder, this sword shuttles directly into the boundless sword momentum of Suliu's wind and snow, and it can be found that little bit of the tip of the ice sword, and the siege of Yunshu is solved.

Airplanes!

There was only this sound of the sword that was so strong that it was incomprehensible, and it suddenly exploded, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Chu Xianliu had already flown away with Yun Shu like a ghost.

Although there is only one sword, the old naughty boy looks at it with his eyes shining, and he is fascinated, this Chu Xianliu is known as the second sword in the world, and when it comes to swordsmanship, he has really reached the peak.

Su Liu was also watching the ice sword in his hand break inch by inch, and said movingly: "You can find the tip of my sword, and it is really a famous flower beauty who can get drunk, and dance the sword with her hand to teach interpretation." Such a swordsman should be accompanied by a sword. ”

He raised his right hand, and a sword sound sounded, and there was a long sword in his hand, and the sword body was strangely absent, flashing with cold and cold light, only in the illusion of nothingness.

In the rivers and lakes, to make people look up to you and give you face, you can't just look at how strong your background is, but also see whether you have enough ability.

Am I not worthy of his sword?

Yun Shu gave Chu Xianliu a flick, and finally retreated and settled, but the person was sweating, his face was unusually gray, and he breathed for a while, before he said to Su Liu: "It was Yun Shu who was rude before, and Mr. Su's swordsmanship is far from something I can guess." ”

Chu Xianliu broke through the sword momentum of Su Liu's wind and snow, and the tip of his sword also trembled slightly, smiled slightly, and said: "Breaking this wind and snow sword momentum is also taking advantage of the divine soldiers, my ironwood sword is cast by the dragon descending wood, covered with dust for decades, and now it will finally be sheathed." ”

He turned his head sideways and said to Yun Shu: "It's not too late to be ashamed and brave, it's not too late to lose, it's not terrible to lose, your master's old sour Confucian has lost miserably, only if you find where you lose, can it be considered in vain." ”

Yun Shu's face gradually calmed down, and he lowered his head and said: "I am arrogant and arrogant when I lose, I look down on the heroes of the world, and I lose because I am not good at learning swords, I can't keep my mind and determination, and I have insulted the guidance of my master and third uncle, and I will work hard in the future." ”

Chu Xianliu said lightly: "The son can be taught, but the battle with Mr. Su is no less than the battle on the sword back then, how can there be no wine, wine." ”

As soon as he said that, the subordinates of Tianxiang Villa carried a few small wine jars out, the wine jars had not yet been opened, and the rich but clear wine aroma had already come to the nose, only smelling the aroma of wine, which was more attractive than the five beauties aged in the red year of the five daughters.

Monk Jiuru is indeed a monk of wine and meat, and his little apprentice Peanut moved his eyebrows and eyes, and laughed: "The old pervert is interesting enough, isn't this the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew that you hide deep and no one will give you a sip?" ”

Chu Xianliu rolled his hands and threw an altar over first, Su Liu continued with his hand, and stopped in his hand, but listened to Chu Xianliu said: "There is only one person in the world who can see me out of the sword, and now there is one more person who can ask me to take out the Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew, and the old man relies on the old man to sell the old, and he wants to compete with you with the sword, but it is not a bully." ”

Then, except for Lei Jiabao, a few people here caught Chu Xianliu's Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew, and the rest of the people were just fine, knowing that the Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew was extremely rare, and they never had this face, Lei Zhen didn't look good on his face, so he had to say something, and he gave the deep Lao Tzu Lei Xingkong a pull to him. (To be continued.) )