The weather is cool and autumn, and the autumn mood is strong.

When Wang Xiaofeng fell into the water, his heart was like death, and the first thing he thought of was that he had lost his demeanor in front of his cousin, and then he felt a coldness from his neck into his bones.

"In broad daylight, this thief bald dare to do this"

"Kill the thief."

Jiang Hansheng, the leader of the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang, was like a great enemy, and he scolded the crimes of the Blood Knife Gate with righteous words, and the gang scolded one after another, but before he finished speaking, he saw a yellow shadow flashing, and the young man wearing the unique clothes of the Blood Knife Gate had swept in front of him, he panicked, and hurriedly pulled out the knife, but his neck was cold.

The white jade-like palm cut horizontally between his neck and grabbed him, cold as a blade, cold and lifeless.

The Iron Net Gang Leader got up from the ground, his heart was shocked, and he said with difficulty: "Master, no, hero, talk well, talk well, this is just a misunderstanding!" ”

"Relax, I'm too lazy to kill you."

Su Liu sneered and asked about the situation at this time, it turned out that this place was the first day of the ninth month of autumn, and this place was the boundary of Huarong County, Hunan, so it was not too far from Jingzhou.

Su Liu was about to withdraw and go straight to Jingzhou, but unexpectedly something happened again.

"Cousin!"

At this time, Wang Xiaofeng crawled out of the river, extremely embarrassed, he heard Shui Sheng's cry for help in a trance, and it was difficult to climb out of the water, but a beautiful son turned into a soup chicken.

His eyes swept hurriedly, the crowd was vast, but there was no more his amiable and lovely cousin, but Su Liu was holding a struggling man in one hand. Talk over there.

"Yes, yes, it must be you, the prostitute monk, who captured my cousin!"

At this point, the prestige is lost. The junior sister also disappeared, Wang Xiaofeng simply gritted his teeth, hated Su Liu to death, choked, drew his sword with one hand, and flew straight to Su Liu's vest.

Su Liu's back seemed to have eyes, and he whipped his backhand. It's really a horse whip snatched from his hand, although he has never learned the whip method, but his martial arts have reached his level. Every gesture is very powerful.

Smack!

As soon as the long whip was long, it was like a poison ~ dragon, and it instantly broke through the sword momentum in Wang Xiaofeng's hand. Pumped in his face. Whipped Wang Xiaofeng in the air.

Wang Xiaofeng screamed, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, he was stable, and his heart was a little settled, but he couldn't wait to eat Su Liu raw, he was unconscious, he screamed strangely in his mouth, and hit Su Liu with his sword.

Poor is also a cuckold. Why bother him?

Su Liu laughed and pointed at the missile. The finger strength of the incomparable finger is almost invisible and traceless, that Wang Xiaofeng has been cultivated by the four masters of "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" since he was a child, and he has also heard of the strength of the finger in the air, and when he saw Su Liu's finger, his liver and gall were broken, and he thought: How can this bloody knife thief have such a high martial arts attainment!?

With the flick of this finger, it hit Wang Xiaofeng's "Tianchi Acupoint", making Wang Xiaofeng's body sore, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

The people of the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang were in an uproar, this Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng are known as the Lingjian Shuangxia, although they rely on the shadow of their fathers, the martial arts under their hands can also compete with ordinary masters, Fang Cai's sword is really a subtle swordsmanship in the Cold Moon Sword, the cold light flashed, and the sword momentum was not developed to the strongest point, and the person had already fallen, so it was useless.

At this time, there was a loud shout from the crowd opposite Suliu:

"Stay!"

The man was letting out a long roar, with a lot of internal strength, agitating the true qi, and the sound was like spring thunder, and as soon as it was sent by the wind, it reached his ears.

Su Liu shook off the leader of the Iron Net Gang, glanced slightly, and saw a person in the crowd flying over everyone's shoulders.

This person's long hair is tied up high, his lips are flicked with rat whiskers, his face is dignified, and he has a silver gun in his hand, which is very similar to the Hua Tiegan that Su Liu saw in his previous film and television works.

"It's a flower iron in the falling flowers and flowing water!"

"Flower hero, let's kill this thief!"

The crowd was excited, Hua Tiegan came very fast, and when he was more than ten meters away from Su Liu, he shouted, and stepped on the man's shoulder, and the man's whole body collapsed, but he took advantage of the momentum to rise into the sky, took a place where Jiang Hansheng blocked Su Liu's line of sight, and stabbed Su Liu's chest with a shot.

This shot is really spicy, and the gangs of the Yangtze River Iron Network Gang looked at their gang leader with concern, if this shot was hit, Jiang Hansheng and Su Liu would be strung together in a gourd string.

Su Liu threw Jiang Hansheng into the crowd with one hand, and the matching knife of the Blood Knife Gate flicked into his hand, and the knife was like thunder, and then he came first, and slashed the tip of the gun!

Bite!

The knives and guns clashed, a huge force surged and shocked, and Hua Tie shook violently, and he could barely hold the spear that had never gotten out of control for decades!

In front of everyone, how could he scream, his body turned upside down, kicked on a person's shoulder, removed some strength, and once again used his strength to block the waist and shoot.

The spear came out of the hole like a spirit snake, until Su Liu's body was three inches in front of him, and Su Liu's toes were a little pointed, like a Kunpeng rising, and he flew away.

Hua Tiegan was originally ecstatic in his heart, that shot condensed all the true qi, and he shouted again, increasing his strength a little, but where did he stop the momentum, and one shot stabbed Wang Xiaofeng who was standing on the opposite side as a chest!

"How could it be?"

Hua Tiegan was horrified in his heart, drew a spear, probed Wang Xiaofeng's snort, and was already exhausted, his body was like a sifting chaff, he abandoned the corpse, and hated to kill Su Liu even more quickly.

"Kill my nephew!"

Hua Tiegan pounced on him again, but the eyes of everyone around him were very different, as if he was looking at a neurotic, Su Liu also laughed, this guy can't hold his hand, but blame me?

With a knife in his hand, he erected like thunder, and the knives and guns intersected again, and the true qi from the barrel of the gun was like the angry tide of the Yangtze River, majestic and boundless, and it smashed all the confidence of Hua Tiegan.

"With this kind of internal force, I am not this person's opponent at all!"

Hua Tie snorted dryly, fell from the air, but he didn't dare to make a move, he only glanced at Su Liu with a pair of resentful eyes, turned over and galloped away.

The movements are very fluent.

"Find a few brothers to kill him."

He ran for a long time, there was no sound behind him, and he couldn't help but rejoice, pulled his horse and stopped at the tree on the left side of the road, opened the wine jug and poured his head up, and drank his chest, and heard a person behind him speak like thunder, and laughed; "Falling flowers and flowing water, what a big name!"

It was Su Liu's white horse that sat on Shui Sheng, and flew over.

Hua Tiegan's wrist flicked, as if he was devoured by thunder, and the wine pot fell to the ground, "If you kill me, I'm afraid that none of the eight masters in the world will let you go." ”

It turned out that at that time, the Central Plains martial arts, which masters, could not escape the "South Four Strange, North Four Monsters" eight people, the South Four Strange were the "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" four people, they were the grandmaster-level characters of the Southern Martial Arts, and the North Four Monsters were the "Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon" in the Northern Martial Arts.

At this time, these eight people gathered together, which was equivalent to twisting the Central Plains martial arts into a ball, vowing to kill the old demon of the blood knife, which was really a change of color in heaven and earth.

Su Liu~ rode and lay on the white horse, raised his eyes and looked slightly, the black clouds pressed the city, he poured the wine in the jug into his mouth, and the man roared:

"It's a cool autumn, and autumn is strong and killing. People's hearts are unpredictable, there are always things in heaven, good and evil, who will try the long knife on my waist? (To be continued.) )