Su Liu has wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, but he has never felt like this.

He already felt a murderous aura thicker than blood, almost suffocating, quietly bursting.

It's a terrifying feeling like never before!

Su Liu's face changed, and he quickly looked at the people in the restaurant.

His eyes flashed, the picture seemed to freeze, and the starry saliva splattered out of the old Confucian student's mouth was also fixed in the air, and Su Liu could even feel the excited eyes of the drinkers.

It's business as usual, as if nothing is different at all.

But that's what makes it scary, and the great ordinary and the ordinary often have great horror.

He seems to be a ghost, invisible and untraceable, but absolutely existent!

Then there was a small buzz.

There was a faint wind in the air like the flutter of cicada's wings.

Su Liu frowned, his extraordinary five senses instantly expanded, and he immediately began to search for traces of this person in the crowd in the restaurant, but these people were still stunned and stretched their necks to listen to the old Confucian Sheng's teasing, as if they had no sense.

This feeling is very wonderful, and the assassinations that Su Liu has encountered are definitely not few, and it can almost be said that the sword mountain has flowed over the sea of blood.

At this critical moment, Suliu bowed his head.

From sensing this boundless murderous aura and taking action, it was only a moment.

Su Liu's heart froze, the whole person bent upside down, his waist seemed to be folded, and when he fell, he seemed to hear someone say in his ear: "I found you." ”

With a loud sound, the high crown of hair on Su Liu's head had been cut off and fell to the ground, and then, an extremely terrifying thing happened in the restaurant.

Laugh at.

There was a creepy thud on the heads of the drinkers who were blowing water in the restaurant. They all fell to the ground with bones, and their eyes seemed to be full of horror and incomprehension.

The old Confucian was not amazing, his pupils contracted suddenly, but his reaction was unexpectedly fast, he slammed his head down and slammed into the table, smashing the table. Tears and snot gushed out together~ out, but after all, they escaped death.

Tick tock.

It was the sound of blood splashing on the floor.

The restaurant, which was originally full of joy and popularity, suddenly turned into a sea of blood ghosts.

In broad daylight, the light of the window suddenly dimmed, and a black shadow flashed into the window, and then a little cyan cold flame bloomed, stinging people's eyes and making people's eyes shrink.

The old scholar rolled down on the ground, as if he had thought of something, and shouted bitterly: "Huangquan Road." The road of no return, the dark blue lights are shining, killing people invisibly, it turns out to be the Void Slashing Method, you are the Huangquan killer! ”

"You're done, dare to kill people in the city, King Qi Tian will never let you go!"

This old Confucian seemed to have instantly recognized the origin of this person who had a secret hand, but he was terrified. After finishing the threatening words, he finished the threatening words. But he didn't dare to fight at all, and his feet were lucky, and when he landed, he crushed the ground and fell down alive.

Then, the surviving drinkers fled in panic, and they were already frightened. Such an invisible means of beheading more than ten people, they don't even dare to think about it.

Gee.

It's just that the Huangquan killer didn't seem to have any intention of chasing and killing at all, so he leisurely picked up the pot of hot old wine, took a sip, and sneered at Sensen's white teeth.

Suliu heard the grim laugh explode in his ears. The laughter seemed to be far and near, pervasive, and I couldn't help but curse secretly.

Damn, this madman is the person of the Huangquan Sect Master, look at his eyes, he is staring at himself.

If you want to talk about this Huangquan Sect Master, Su Liu heard that the bookish elder of the Wutang once mentioned that this void annihilation was the proud means of the Heavenly Bang Sect Master, and at this time, he was called by this old Confucian student, and Su Liu reflected it.

The void is slashed, and the killing is invisible.

Although exaggerated, this madman is obviously a person who killed with a sharp weapon that is almost invisible to the flesh ~ eyes. But Suliu didn't see what kind of blade it was.

However, after all, he is a person who came from the sea of blood, and the first natural idea that arises is how to kill people when all the killing machines break out.

Su Liu's estimation touched Fang Cai's killing move, and that blow was too terrifying.

The void is a few feet, more than ten heads are cut off, and if you are yourself, you can't do it, it can be seen that the strange methods of this Huangquan killer are not below him at all.

Thinking of this, Su Liu didn't say much to him, his body soared into the air, jumped up, slapped out with one palm, and banged, making a big hole in the roof, and he rushed out as light as a tanuki.

"Want to go?"

The Yellow Spring Killer was slightly stunned, and casually discarded the wine jug, like a ghost, and in less than a breath, he had already swept out through the roof.

What awaited him on the roof was a bleak sword light.

What a fast knife!

The one twisted up like a ghost's body, and in the next moment, it had already appeared within five steps around Su Liu, and there was another crash, and Su Liu's long knife withdrew slightly, protecting his neck, but there was a sound of gold and iron.

It was only when he saw this sharp weapon that cut off more than ten heads, it turned out to be a thin silk thread, and I don't know what material it was, almost transparent, only a faint shadow in the light.

The madman with a green lantern was nowhere to be found.

"You can't lock the Qi of this Huangquan killer at all, is he really a ghost?"

Not being able to lock a person's position meant that Su Liu couldn't make any plans to turn around and fight.

Withdraw first.

Su Liu's mind turned, his body shook, and the horizontal movement in the Nine Yin True Scripture instantly moved, and the person had already fallen more than ten zhang away.

There was another sinister laugh from behind; "It's good, but you can't hide!"

Su Liu was not moved at all, he waved his sleeves suddenly, Gongzi Yu's bronze mask covered his face almost at the same time, and silently, a flying needle broke through the air, locking several directions behind him.

A series of movements are between the ups and downs of the rabbit, clean and neat, without dragging the mud and water.

Su Liu's Flying Divine Needle was not to restrain this madman, he knew that for a master of this madman's level, unless he had relaxed his qi by killing himself, he could be hit, otherwise he would be on guard and would not hurt him in the slightest.

"Flying needle and flying needle, it seems that you are the one who did it in Yingjun."

In the grim young man's extremely cold sneer, there seemed to be a faint sound, and it was the thin thread that passed through.

Could it be that the Yingjun Male Tiger Gang invited a good hand, damn it, didn't the old Confucian say that the white tigers are dead?

Su Liu's footsteps did not stop, flying like a meteor, if it was said that it was light work, he had full confidence, and the light power essence of Old Man Jin's series was almost integrated by him.

The Huangquan killer Tang Youming was in hot pursuit, and the two of them were completely unfolded, and there was a distance of more than ten zhang between them and a sweep.

This distance, little by little, is still slowly getting closer. (To be continued.) )