Suliu and the Wheel King have been opposed.

The Wheel King took off his mask, an eight-foot-tall, full-looking man, he tore off his two sticky beards, slowly pulled out his sword, and said coldly: "I will kill you with the Wheel Sword, I hope you are worthy of my Wheel King Sword." ”

At the junction between the hilt of his sword and the blade of the sword, there is a round rotation like a full moon, which reminds Su Liu of the empty round wheel in Bai Yujing.

Before his sword was unsheathed, there was already a cold aura that locked on Su Liu.

The next moment, the Wheel King's footsteps suddenly spied on the ground, and it was already shot like an arrow, Su Liu raised his sword to each other, and the sword in his hand was the water sword, and the sword technique used was also a sword move in the water sword technique.

The two swords intersected, instantly sealing the offensive of the sword of the Wheel King, Su Liu's water sword was about to find a gap, and the follow-up killing moves unfolded like continuous rain, these days since the water sword technique, Su Liu did not relax a little, and the sword technique was not comparable to the few times that he first saw and learned that day.

The corner of the wheel king's eyes slanted, the king sword blocked, the sword also went up like a snake looking for a gap, and the corner of his mouth was even more cruel and cruel: "The light of fireflies also dares to compete with the sun and the moon, I will let you see the real water-repelling swordsmanship!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person seemed to turn into rain, and his footwork and body turned like a gentle Jiangnan woman, and his swordsmanship changed from a big opening and closing to a gentle and tactful. He is tall and majestic like a mountain, but he uses Qi Qi's ambiguous feminine swordsmanship, which is simply creepy.

Su Liu's shuriken momentum changed suddenly, first a move of the Songshan faction "Dragon among Men", and then two moves of the two swords of the Kongtong faction's flying dragon life-killing sword, before he could catch this terrifying sword.

At this time, Su Liu realized that if you want to give full play to the sword intent of the water-clearing swordsmanship, you have to be 'yin' to the extreme, but you have gone to this extreme, unless you have a congenital yin in your heart, or a woman, then only eunuchs can go this way.

It's no wonder that the Wheel King can use this endless sword, but he only has the way to control the strength of the water sword.

The Wheel King's footsteps stopped, and he sighed lightly, and said in a dark voice, "You can also use the swordsmanship of Songshan and Kongtong, a group of wastes?" ”

However, where would he take it to heart, and then sneered again: "Some small skills, not enough." Boy, remember, you don't know that these four tricks of the water sword have a name, called 'Jiangnan Yin Rain'. ”

"Why is it called a name for four strokes?"

Su Liu was shocked in his heart, and saw that the sword momentum of the Wheel King suddenly turned around, like a storm coming head-on, and it was raining in Jiangnan, which was the meaning of the urgent and continuous drizzle in Jiangnan.

Su Liu used the water sword technique to open his hand, and at most he could extend the follow-up nine swords. But the Wheel King, he started from the rain in the south of the Yangtze River at this time, and he took out thirteen swords in one breath, the sword was like a poisonous snake probing the head, a sword was more dense than a sword and difficult to dodge, and each sword was a killing move in the water sword.

Killing moves, of course, are used to kill.

But the changes of the thirteen swords after the rain in Jiangnan are far more than that, and at the same time as Su Liu took the thirteenth change turn, several thin cuts had been cut on his shoulders and arms.

The Wheel King's heart began to relax, and he said: "Purple-clothed child, your skills are so poor, let's tie up and die!"

At this time, the sword of the Wheel King groaned, and the fourteenth change turned out to be that the tip of the sword was folded back from under the ribs in an instant, straight to the Suliu big vertebral acupoint, this unexpected change, the sword body showed a right-angle bend, it was simply amazing!

Before the sword arrived, Su Liu already felt a chill behind him.

If the Forty Sword Wheel King in front of him still had the intention of tempting, the sword that almost completely exploded in the last killing machine was a sword that had already threatened his life.

But Su Liu almost just used to generate the induction, his feet moved in a variety of ways, his body seemed to fall down, and he rushed forward a few steps in succession, which was able to avoid this killer sword that unfolded from the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, he knew that the unfathomable Wheel King sighed from the bottom of his heart by the color performer, and it was not a fallacy.

Su Liu watched quietly, although he had been on the defensive, the sword of the Wheel King could only sweep over Su Liu's back, but he faintly heard the sound of gold and iron intersecting, and his heart was suddenly surprised, and he couldn't help but shout: "It's not bad!" ”

"Okay, good, good, in that case, if you let you die under my wheel swordsmanship, it won't defile my sword, this swordsmanship is only a sword, a sword that will kill."

"Take the sword!"

The Wheel King's footsteps sank, and the ordinary swordsmanship was exquisite, but his sword wheel swordsmanship was handed out flatly, and the tip of the sword was like a mountain of ten thousand feet, and it was heavy.

As soon as the sword came out, the strength was torn, and with a muffled sound, it exploded, and the sword had stabbed straight in front of Su Liu's lower throat.

One more point, Suliu will die!

The Wheel King still had a cold smile on his face, and at this time, Su Liu also smiled, a gentle smile.

He also had a knife, and he reached out to the ground, drew it, and drew it.

A knife is like a smile, such a gentle knife.

Ananda knife.

"Why is your body so cold, are you shivering?"

At this moment, the Wheel King felt as if there was a black hole in his body, which was devouring his life infinitely.

He suddenly hated Su Liu, and he hated himself even more: how could a young man be so terrible? At the end of the day, I still underestimated him.

Of course, Suliu is not dead, but he is really going to die.

The knife pierced the lobes of his heart and lungs, and as soon as he moved, he pulled the wound, and then he couldn't help but pour out a large mouthful of blood from between his mouth and nose.

"His Zen is not my way."

"My Ananda knife is not the Ananda knife that makes people become Buddhas,"

It turns out that this kind of martial arts, when used by two people, sometimes becomes two completely different martial arts.

Lu Zhu's knife always retains three points, and the knife intent cannot be completely realized, so Su Liucai was injured and undefeated that day; As for Su Liu, he had already engraved every knife of Lu Zhu in his heart, deduced from time to time, practiced hard night and night, and the Ananda knife he realized by himself was not a compassionate knife technique contaminated with Buddha's breath.

With a knife in his hand, Su Liu will be exhausted, and he will not leave any mercy, so as to kill them all. At this time, as soon as the knife was shot, the continuous bone-eroding rain in the south of the Yangtze River was unstoppable.

It was the rainy season in Jiangnan, Su Liu touched his chin, a little blood was still there, his gaze, in such a starry night, was colder than the moonlight, and it began to rain again tonight.

Under the rainy curtain in the south of the Yangtze River. The Wheel King knelt down, his eyes widened, but the terrifying light had already gradually dissipated, his head hung slightly, and he watched Su Liu pull out the knife inserted in his chest little by little, with his killing experience, he had already judged in an instant that this knife was from the ribs, and it turned into a vertical cut in an instant, first through the lungs, and then stabbed the heart, the wound was huge, and almost untied his whole person!

A touch of sadness came to my heart: "This knife is really the first knife in the world!" It is worthy of the name of the Marquis of Purple Clothes. ”

"I can't make it."

The Wheel King's mouth unconsciously opened and closed, wanting to say something, but some blood foam gushed out again, and Su Liu squatted down and looked at the Wheel King with a complicated look: "The regeneration and creation of Rama's body is fake. ”

Dream, is it time to wake up?

"No, I can't die, I want me to hate me"

This short, fragmented sentence that could not even be considered complete, the Wheel King spoke intermittently for a quarter of an hour.

During this time, Su Liu had already made a simple tomb for the world's number one master with a blank face, using the Wheel King Sword, which symbolized his most representative status in the martial arts, and buried the last piece of soil on his face with his own hands.

The tombstone erected for him is also ordinary, writing: The man who dreams all his life, Cao Feng.

Ordinary and healthy people are the happiest.

Cherish the ordinary happiness you have, because this is precisely what some people can't get.

Under the smoke and rain curtain, in front of the nameless monument of Yunhe Temple, Su Liu's hand sighed.

Endure to see the death of the heroes in the world.

[PS: Thank you; H's tip]