The first person in the world of Tantra who "reached the peak" of the Mahamudra Divine Skill Cultivation Dao, Master Sangjie, was actually beaten to death by someone with a palm!?

It's hard to believe.

Qunhao suspected that he had seen it wrong, and recalled everything that happened on the stage again, and the series of actions just now were between the ups and downs of the rabbit.

Lama Sangjie took the power of defeating the older generation of heroes in Huashan, Feng Nan, and wanted to fight against Su Liu, but Su Liu was not afraid at all, but greeted him.

But no one expected the result, at this time, not only Qunhao was stunned, but Situ He was also stunned and speechless.

Situ Bolei stood up solemnly and said, "Could it be that this person is practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, how can he have such a terrible internal force?" ”

On the attic, there was also a lot of discussion, on the attic of the Shenlong Sect Master, the blood-red veil fluttered, and an old voice sneered: "This kid is not from my Snake Island, where can he practice the power of the bone and palm palm, let alone twenty or thirty years of fire, strange!"

Someone else asked respectfully, "Sect Master, will your old man teach him how to use the Bone Transformation Palm?"

The old man's voice laughed strangely: "Don't panic, it's still early!" As soon as I made a move, it was so boring! ”

The Mongolian pavilion, the second Mongolian prince Geldan, jumped like thunder, overturned the table in front of him, jumped to the pavilion window, and let out a howl like a wolf, and his rough voice exploded above the Temple of Heaven.

While everyone was immersed in shock, the ten lamas who had lurked under the high platform at some point all let out a strange roar from their mouths. Ten steel knives were flashed out in a row, and the internal force was carried on both feet, and he jumped on the stage. Surrounded Suliu.

Situ Bolei frowned and said unhappily: "Second Prince, the white-robed sword and Master Sangjie have decided to live and die before, and your revenge will inevitably be unfair, so tell your subordinates to stop." ”

"Yes, it was clearly said that it would not die or be separated."

"That's it, the skills are not as good as others, and they are still so shameless!"

"I don't know if you've noticed. The white-robed knife Su Gongzi moved the rivers and lakes with the name of the knife in his hand, and today he actually killed Sang Jie with only one palm, his knife technique. Is it even more terrifying? ”

Someone gasped, "Hey, I was attracted by Su Gongzi's palm technique and internal force, but I forgot about it." Su Gongzi. Don't show mercy, draw your sword and kill this group of shameless barbarians! ”

"Kill the shameless man!"

"Master Su, draw your knife quickly!"

For a while, on the Temple of Heaven, the crowd was excited, and they were all unhappy for Su Liuming.

Su Liu smiled slightly, took out the jade flute from his waist, and slowly played a tune that no one had ever heard of.

The pitch of the tune goes all the way up. But in the majestic and magnificent, there is no iron-blooded pride in wielding a sword and drawing a sword. This is exactly what the heroes who lick blood on the rivers and lakes love to listen to, and everyone listens to it fascinated.

The pockmarked face of the second prince of Mongolia, seeing Su Liu's face surrounded by ten lamas, and his leisurely flute recital, his face was extremely dark, standing by the window on the attic, he was short and fat, and only showed a huge and strange human head, staring at Su Liu fiercely: "Let you be proud for a while, I want you to die without a whole body!" ”

Even the people on the high platform of the chief helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society were taken by the weather of Su Liu's song, and suddenly seemed to see ten thousand horses rushing in front of them, smoke and dust flying, iron horses and gold ge, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

When the flute sound was more urgent, and the syllables had climbed to the highest point, it stopped abruptly. There was another crisp sound, and the heroes all woke up as if from a dream, and the picture on the high platform in their eyes seemed to have slowed down countless times, and even the action of rushing up to help seemed to have slowed down.

Slow.

The ten lamas from Tantra cautiously and slowly approached Su Liu, and even their senior brother Sangjie, who was the first person in Esoteric martial arts, died tragically in Su Liu's hands, although they besieged one out of ten, they thought that they were very stable, but they would not take it lightly.

Ten steps!

It is already the most suitable distance for them to make a knife, at this point, using the unique luck method of Esoteric Buddhism, you can instantly increase your skill to the strongest point, and this slash is naturally a knife that they will intercept and kill.

"Drink!"

There were ten people in total, and the pace suddenly accelerated, so that they were all the exercises of the same door, and the movements were indescribably coordinated, and the ten stainless steel waist knives, flashing with cold light, slashed towards Su Liu.

The three knives went on three roads, there were three knives to greet Su Liu's lower plate, and the four knives that stopped the waist were all slashing at Su Liu's chest and abdomen.

These ten lamas, although their martial arts are not as terrible as Sangjie, they are all quasi-second-rate levels in the rivers and lakes, if these ten swords are hit, don't say Su Liu, even if they are Daluo immortals, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape the fate of dividing the corpse.

"The number of ways in which Tantra uses internal force is really a bit strange, and it dares to gather all the strength of a person into one point in an instant and use it."

Before he could think about it, the sword wind had already hit his face, Su Liu's body leaned back, his feet raised, and he was just flush with his body, narrowly avoiding the six long knives.

However, the six knives that dodged were far from all, Su Liu's eyes didn't look at it, but he seemed to know the situation in the battle by heart, his feet kicked on the steel knife in the middle, and his whole body was condensed under his feet, and the lama had a pain in his mouth, and he couldn't hold the knife, and the long knife fell out of his hand!

"You dare to kill me!?"

Su Liu chuckled, his body spun up like a spinning top, and he hadn't drawn his knife at this time, and the sleeves on both sides moved, and dozens of flying needles flew out in the shape of scattered flowers~ out.

This lama was still chasing and killing Su Liu, and he was close, and when he saw a few cold lights coming to his face, he was indescribably frightened, and he returned to defend with his sword, but there were still four lamas who were shot by flying needles.

Su Liu's flying god needle came, and the method of exerting force naturally came from the gentle killing king Lei Bin, but Su Liu's martial arts today were already far above Lei Bin.

Blue is better than blue.

This Flying God Needle castrated extremely fast and did not mention it, and the strength was too terrifying, and the six lamas on the side were a step or two away, and they actually shot the faces of these four lamas densely, completely submerging into the faces of these four lamas.

It's horrible!

"Kill me!"

The four lamas were not dead, their brains were in turmoil, and their five senses had disappeared.

While these four lamas lost their combat power, the remaining six lamas also took it for the gods.

Su Liu's body had already settled, and at this time, his knees were high and low, and his left hand had already held the Purple Night Knife with the sheath in his hand for some time.

"Die!"

The miserable cries of these four lamas did not make the six lamas retreat, but aroused their murderous intent, and once again they drew their swords and rushed over, and the swords flew cold, wanting to kill Suliu.

Su Liu laughed and said, "Watch me draw my sword and kill one step!" (To be continued......)