The rain came suddenly, and it came very quickly.

However, the Iron Horse Ice River formation was not affected in the slightest, like a violent wind.

As if they had been discussed, seven chariots rushed in from seven different positions.

Su Liu stood quietly in the formation, carefully watching the changes in the formation.

His whole body was completely exposed to the rain, and the long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, motionless, only the rain flowed down the blade, dripping to the ground.

Rumble.

The thunder of horses' hooves still lingers in my ears.

Xiuniang was already standing beside Su Liu, her eyebrows raised, and her anger was revealed: "Who do you think I am?" I followed you, just to see you be a hero alone? What's more, do you think you will be able to break the formation alone? What kind of broken poems, repay the life of not raising eyebrows, plus my Xiuniang, our chances of winning are at least thirty percent higher. Do you think that I followed you, just watching you die and be silent? ”

She stared at Su Liu's eyes tightly and said, "Xiuniang is not a vase, it is not so easy to break, and I almost assassinated Gongzi Yu, the number one in the world." ”

Su Liu's cold eyebrows were stretched and he was full of smiles.

"In this array, there is a hall master in each carriage of the Twelve Feipeng, and when the horses surround the target, they will inevitably come out with their blades and kill suddenly."

Xiuniang briefly finished talking about the change in formation, and Su Liu had been listening quietly, the seven carriages had been killed, and Su Liu had been surrounded in the middle.

The long knives cast on the chariot had swept towards the feet of Suliu and Xiuniang.

The people in the first carriage were already laughing: "Excellent! Lin Xiuniang, you betrayed your master, suffer death! ”

Large and small civil and military, gold, silver, copper and iron, wind and rain, thunder and lightning.

Every word represents a hall of the Twelve Feipeng Gang, there are a total of twelve Dapeng birds, each of whom is the right-hand man of the Wanpeng King, and he is a capable leader.

The gathering of twelve cars is the real Iron Horse Ice River Array.

But seven cars and a half. It's already amazing, and no one in the world can advance in such an attack.

When the seven cars staggered together, the killing power of the formation had reached the extreme.

Suliu found at least seven weapons attacking him.

Steel rings, judges' pens, iron swords, long knives. Soft whips, daggers, chain meteor hammers.

Each of these seven hall masters is very good at killing, and of course each of the weapons in their hands is deadly enough.

At this moment, there was a loud sound, and the wall of the chariot of the hollow ~ hole suddenly shot ~ black and shiny arrows.

Horrible!

It's a nirvana, death-defying situation.

Whoever encounters such a killer move. It's hard to escape.

Xiuniang's hand holding the sword was already lightly~ trembling, she knew that if she was hit by any of these seven people at this time, there would inevitably be a momentary aura condensation, and when the time came, she was afraid that she would fall without suspense.

Once it falls, it will be torn apart by the steel knives and spears cast in the seven chariots, and grinded into a pulp.

She looked at Su Liu, who was still calm at such a critical juncture, and suddenly had some wonderful feelings: these few days have really been the most wonderful and dreamy encounter in her life

The target of the assassination operation. Instead, she became her man, and she also betrayed King Wanpeng with no choice in her heart.

If there is no Suru. Will her life be regarded as a furnace by King Wanpeng, whether she wants to live or die? Or was he sent out on a mission by King Wanpeng and then died at the hands of someone else?

Xiuniang doesn't think about anything anymore, because now the two of them are going to die together in this dream of Iron Horse Binghe.

Repay the life without raising eyebrows.

Xiuniang smiled shyly, her willow eyebrows stretched, she had never said such love words to her.

Even though she was going to die, her heart rejoiced.

However. Su Liu's body suddenly moved.

He grabbed Xiuniang's slender waist with his left hand, and his body moved, just like a leisurely immortal stepping on the clouds.

This one was raised to the point of no return, and the seven weapons fell short.

Then Suliu waved his sleeve. There is a flying needle in the sleeve, isn't this kind of melee the most suitable occasion for the flying needle to play?

With the magic of snapping his fingers, before Su left behind, dozens of thin black long needles had been ejected one after another~.

"Okay, some means!"

The various movements of the seven Dapeng birds' bodies had already flashed past Su Liu's flying needles, snatching them, and the flying needles were all submerged into the car wall.

Just the next moment after Su left the needle, the iron horse hissed!

In their eyes, ~ blood began to flow!

The reason why Su Liu's flying needle is a flying god needle has long been beyond the shackles of Lei Bin's technique.

Suliu's needle is faster, harder, and more accurate!

The core point of the Iron Horse Ice Array is these seven horses, although they have been covered with Xuanjia, and they can't be injured by knives and guns, but their eyes are hollow after all.

Su Liu's several flying needles have already blinded these iron horses.

The Iron Horse Glacier swept away.

As soon as Su Liu's left hand was sent, he sent Xiuniang to a safe place, and inhaled again and drew the knife.

Thundered!

When the lightning flashed in the air, a white shadow slashed towards the carriage with a purple gas in his hand.

Xiuniang looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

There was a miserable cry in the carriage, and then a shocking splash of red stained the curtain in front of the carriage.

The first miserable cry was made by Fang Gang Fang Tiepeng when he was in the carriage, and he never came out after this scream.

Su Liuke had already swept out of the car, like a chivalrous man who had not stayed for thousands of miles after killing someone, and he flashed with a knife and entered the second carriage.

One after another.

It should be one roc bird after another.

At this time, the rain was still very heavy, and it washed away the blood and flesh on the ground at once.

Every iron horse is a great horse, and its cry is fierce, long, and desolate.

The horse can still bark, but the man has fallen.

Three of the seven Dapeng fell into the chaos and were strangled by the iron horse, and four were directly beheaded by Su Liu's purple qi.

But no matter how loud it is, it will definitely not alarm the people in the hall.

The rain didn't stop, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

Boom, boom.

Thunder rolled and exploded.

When the thunder and rain were blowing, King Wanpeng was eating.

King Wanpeng's appetite is as amazing as his ability.

His breakfast is usually a big pot of old hen soup boiled with shiitake mushrooms and cloud legs, plus ten eggs and twenty fried buns. When others see him early, they are often shocked.

How much ability a man has is to eat as much as he wants.

This sentence is often put on the lips of King Wanpeng.

However, no one dared to stay in the hall when he ate breakfast, for he hated his expression other than his majesty in front of others.

But today, for the first time, there are many people in the hall.

Everyone knows that King Wanpeng is in a good mood today, and he usually has to kill people for a day.

But today he is not even angry with people, let alone killing. The hall was also quiet and scary.

Bang bang bang.

King Wanpeng clapped his hands and pressed the table, laughing and ordering: "Come on, come on, dance." ”

Singing and dancing had already begun in the hall.

There are eighteen pure girls with graceful figures, each of whom is absolutely beautiful, but at this time, she is stepping on wonderful dance steps for him alone, waving the flowing cloud long sleeves for him alone, and swinging his soft waist ~ limbs.

But King Wanpeng didn't have the slightest desire.

A man like him, at his age, is already past the time to pursue beautiful women, not to mention how beautiful and moving women are, he has already experienced too much.

King Wanpeng's gaze passed through the water vapor evaporated from the boiling water in the hot pot on the big table, and threw it at the door, which was foggy outside, and I don't know if it was the clouds or water vapor on the top of the mountain.

Raining, killing, dancing.

Why hasn't the man come yet?

He was very strange, because at this time, in addition to the rain, in addition to the dance, there should also be seven hall masters under his command who carried that person to meet him.

"I'm tired of waiting for a long time, and it's a mistake."

King Wanpeng's pupils contracted suddenly, and he seemed to hear an unfamiliar voice coming from the rain curtain. (To be continued.) )