Chapter Seventy-One: Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it

"You used the second-grade character props at the ground level."

"You have obtained the current world identity, the Taishan Sect Jade Sect Closed Disciple, Su Liu."

Su Liu walked out of Bai Yujing's pillar of light, and as soon as his heart moved, he used the second-grade character props obtained from the Sword Rain World, and the moment he entered Xiaoao, Su Liu's mind seemed to have a lot of information, which was about this identity.

"Pit father, my identity as a closed disciple of Jade Jie Zi is also a bargain, and I didn't give Mao the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction?"

"Outside Hengyang City, the big plot is about to reach the section where Liu Zhengfeng washes his hands."

Su Liu gathered his thoughts, looked at the surrounding environment, in a dense forest, the forest was silent, there was no sound, only the frightened birds flew by, only the rustling sound was made, and he saw a cadre of the Taishan faction walking in front of him.

Suliu was speechless again.

"No. 1 Dragon Set Tiansong Daoist, a few Dragon Set Senior Brothers, this is a 100% task reward for the Ground Level character card props in the Sword Rain World!?"

Why, why is it Tarzan!

His mind turned extremely fast, and he instantly remembered all the information about Xiaoao in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, he felt the situation he was in. Everyone knows that there is the Wuyue Sword Sect in Xiaoao, and the Taishan Sect is also one of them, which can be regarded as a famous faction. It's just that Huashan has a gentleman Jianyue Buqun in charge, and the leader of the Songshan faction, Zuo Lengchan, is even more powerful, even if it is the Hengshan faction and the Hengshan faction, there are also Dingxian, Dingyi Shitai and Mo Da and other powerful plot characters, all of them are united.

This Taishan faction alone is really a dragon set in a dragon set, the background in the background, there is no peerless spirit of "climbing Mount Tai and the small world", the head of the junior brother Tiansong Daoren can't even stop the twenty or thirty moves of the big lewd thief Tian Boguang, and the relationship between Tianmen Yimai and Yujizi and other uncles is even worse, no wonder Su Liu can't help but slander the water of the character card.

The eighteen pans of Taishan swordsmanship of the Taishan faction, in Su Liu's view, although the bearing is magnificent, the steep and abnormal, has long lost the powerful true inheritance of the early days, and can only be used to kill chickens and dogs.

It's really unlucky, and I still have to do it alone.

Just as Su Liu was complaining ruthlessly, there was a shout in his ears.

"Oh no, Uncle Su, don't be in a daze, retreat! There are a lot of Demon Cultists outside the forest! ”

“…”

"Demon Cult?!"

A helpless smile hung on the corner of Su Liu's mouth. As soon as he appeared, he just got on with the Sun and Moon God Cult.,Although it's not my intention.,But it seems that you can't have a good time with them in this laughing and proud world.。

He is not a good type, he has the meaning of this demon sect in his heart, if the martial arts are common, kill it just to establish power, if there are many people who are invincible, he will retreat strategically, so he has to mourn for the division commanders and brothers of this group of Taishan faction.

"Woohoo."

All of a sudden, the sound of arrows breaking through the sky was loud.

"About a dozen people!"

The rest of the Tarzan faction was in a hurry, and they couldn't wait to give birth to a pair of wings, fly out of the forest, and just flee backwards. Su Liu saw the way he came, calculated in his heart, and instantly judged the approximate number of enemies, but after all, he was ambushed and plotted, but in the blink of an eye, there were several comrades of the Taishan faction who were not good at martial arts, and Lin Zhongden appeared a strong smell of blood, and Lin's wailing was endless.

A long-bearded old man who stood in front of everyone saw that his disciples were injured a lot, and he was also in a big mess, and he was so eager that his prestige was lost, and his face turned blue with anger, and he slammed several long arrows and dark darts with his sword, and shouted loudly: "The Demon Sect is powerful, don't be impulsive, the disciples of the Taishan Sect are all around me, let's retreat for the time being, it is not appropriate to fight again." \"

Su Liu took a look, this speaker is the junior disciple of Tiansong Daoren, who is in charge of teaching the real Tianmen Daoist, usually in the Taishan faction is quite dignified, martial arts, is a model for a group of disciples, at this time the sword light is rolling, there is a big old hen guarding the chickens.

The disciples behind him were really obedient, and they obediently gathered behind him, and finally reduced some casualties.

It's just that just when the arrow momentum was suspended, the Tiansong Daoist was also breathing a sigh of relief, but he saw a cyan shadow flying out of the forest beside him.

"Who is it?"

Tiansong Daoren's drooping eyelids jumped, and he was startled, and shouted loudly: "Who is it, the disciple of Taishan, who does not listen to my orders?" ”

The disciple behind him was a little frightened, and his speech was a little unfavorable, and he replied in a panic: "Back to Master, it's Uncle Su under the ancestor of Uncle Yujizi, I saw Uncle Su rush out like this!" \"

"Uncle Su is young, and he died in the hands of the Demon Sect, it's a pity!"

"This revenge has been written down for the time being, and our Taishan faction will definitely avenge Uncle Su in the future."

After retreating some distance, the wild laughter of the hidden weapon outside the forest stopped for a while, and the Taishan faction in the forest also began to discuss. Tiansong Daoren frowned, only to see Su Liu's figure flying away in the forest, rising and falling, or leaping and jumping, between the rabbit and the falcon, bringing the dead branches in the forest, but the green shadow was blowing like a gust of wind. The eyesight of the Tiansong Dao people is not much higher than that of the disciples of the Taishan Sect, and he would not think about these unrealistic words, and he was quite surprised in his heart: "This kid under the disciple of Uncle Yujizi, who has not been a newcomer for a long time, has always been unknown and silent, but he didn't expect this light skill to be very remarkable. ”

But after a moment, Tiansong Daoren turned his surprise into anger at Su Liu's disobedience to orders: "Although this son is good, he doesn't know the overall situation!" The Demon Sect is powerful, where can it be provoked, even if he killed the senior brother in charge and Uncle Yujizi, he can't blame me. ”

So he made a quick decision and very decisively ordered his disciples to retreat to the other side, and found another direction to go to Hengyang City. For a while, the people of the Taishan faction wiped the blood on their faces, and their feet couldn't help but retreat into the depths of the dense forest, and they could only use their eyes to release the pain in their hearts.

Su Liu roared again and again, and in a blink of an eye he was outside the forest, and when he landed, the sharp wind broke through the air, Su Liu smiled slightly, and his body rose from the ground, jumped upside down to a tree, and with a tilt of his head and neck, an arrow passed the tip of his nose on the side of his face.

The situation in front of him was also clear, only a small group of more than a dozen people dressed in black, either with horizontal eyebrows and sneers, or vulgar and angry, all looking at themselves in surprise.

"Haha, this Tarzan faction's bull-nosed puppy is impatient."

"That is, I have seen a dog that runs like a lost family, but I have never seen someone rushing to death like this."

The more than ten people of the Demon Sect were not in a hurry to make a move at this time, and Su Liuyi took more than a dozen of them in pairs, in their opinion, it was like a turtle in an urn.

Su Liu didn't say a word, he hunched his waist and walked away, his gaze was so cold that it could drip out of ice in an instant, at this point, where is there anything to talk about, and it is useless to reason with the people of the Demon Sect. Having traveled through several worlds, Suliu knows that at such times, only hands are the truth.

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you can do it, only this sentence is the royal rule of meeting on a narrow road in the rivers and lakes.

The thin man in front of more than a dozen people, born like yellow paper, wearing black clothes, with a yellow belt around his waist, he stood in front of people, obviously the leader of the Demon Sect, and when he saw Su Liu running out of the forest, he was up or down, his posture was arbitrary and chic, and he was coming to his side, and a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his left hand pressed on the ghost head knife on his waist, and as soon as his right hand was raised, there were dozens of choking sounds behind his back, and more than ten swords and blades were very dazzling in the sun.

"Let's go together, kill him!"

The roar of more than a dozen men in black exploded, and it was spectacular.

[Ask for Sanjiang tickets, recommend tickets. ] Ask for Sanjiang tickets, recommend tickets. Ask for Sanjiang tickets, recommend tickets. It's really important, so say it three times. 】