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It's just that the speed of Su Liu's knife is too fast, and it accelerates three times in a row where it is out of reach of the naked eye, so it doesn't even have time to seep out a trace of blood on the palm of the Cracking Divine Monarch.

"Good, good, good!"

He trembled with anger, gritted his teeth, and said three good words one after another without the demeanor of a god monarch above ten thousand people.

"If I don't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

Zhuo Wang Sun's heart shook again, and he felt a chill in his back and spine stretching upward.

The top ten peerless grandmasters on the heavenly list are finally about to burst out of all their qi and desperately want to suppress and annihilate Su Liu.

And what about Suliu?

Su Liu's sword intent to crack the Divine Monarch is still unfinished, can the sword intent go to the next level?

This time, it was the Cracking Divine Monarch who made the first move.

Since he used all his strength, then he would never give Su Liu the slightest chance, at this time, the Gang Qi broke through the body, it was almost condensed into substance, forming several roaring dragon-shaped qi pillars, cracking the Divine Monarch's body to merge the heavens and the earth, volleying into the void, and instantly bounced off the ground, and his palms poked out, making a shocking blow with anger.

The roots of the countless knots of green bamboo slowly trembled, the soil loosened, and finally rose up from the roots, pulled by the Gang Qi of the Void Cracking Divine Monarch, and the hollow sections were broken, as if turned into countless long swords, and the blades of the bamboo blades all pointed at Su Liu.

This blow makes it difficult for people to find a way to survive in the heavens and on the earth, and it definitely deserves to be called seamless.

At such a joint, even Zhuo Wangsun's heart was raised, but Su Liu didn't even move for half a minute, he just stood in place, the eight winds did not move, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a slightly mocking sneer.

The next moment, he cut off the bamboo on his side, and with a slight touch, the person flew more than twenty zhang away.

"Light work can also be called a decision, but it's a pity that after half a breath, you will be intercepted by the Cracking Divine Monarch, I want to see how you face the shocking blow of the Cracking Divine Monarch..."

The corners of Zhuo Wangsun's mouth already showed a meaningful smile.

"Die!"

Countless bamboo leaves and green bamboos were crushed by Zhenli, and a little bit of leaf debris floated in the air, forming a puff of greenery, Zhuo Wangsun could see clearly, thousands of severed bamboo thorns in Su Liu's vest.

There was a loud bang on the ground, and the ground was cracked, and the Divine Monarch's heavy palms made a huge pit.

It's just that the sinister smile that cracked the corner of Shenjun's mouth suddenly condensed, and he was stunned, his mind was full of Su Liu's slightly mocking sneer.

The two palms that were enough to open the mountains and split the sea had already fallen into the air.

The sky is full of green debris.

Suliu was never seen again.

Suliu just disappeared out of thin air!

"Pretend to be a ghost and come out of this seat!"

Cracking Shenjun's thick eyebrows frowned, and he snorted coldly, as if he was feeling Su Liu's qi, his hands pressed weakly, and at the same time his feet were on the ground, and two dark cyclones appeared in the air, like a rapid whirlpool in the heart of the river, devouring everything, extremely terrifying, and at the same time, the ground around him suddenly cracked several cracks!

It's just that he let the mysteries of the Soul Locking Magic Power for thousands of miles, crack the Divine Monarch's divine skills, and shake the ancient and modern times, he pulled out a mountain of green bamboos, and there was no trace of Su Liu's qi here.

"Huh? Isn't it a strange retreat? How is it possible, does this kid have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ghosts and gods? ”

Cracking the Divine Monarch has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, but he can't believe the fact that he sees it with his eyes, the divine thoughts spread like spider silk, with him as the center, spreading to hundreds of zhang around, the two of them have a dramatic fight, Qingzhu was broken and fell down I don't know how much, there is no trace of people, absolutely no sound can escape his induction, Su Liu's breath has indeed disappeared into the void.

It seems that it has never existed in this world at all.

"Out of thin air... Disappear..... Disappeared out of thin air......"

Zhuo Wangsun saw Su Liuxuan's body covered with a sudden retreat, and a strange excited light was released in his eyes, as if he had seen an unbelievable miracle, and his lips trembled unconsciously, obviously his heart was unsettled, which was really rare for Zhuo Wangsun, who had always been calm.

However, this feeling of excitement did not last long, and the next moment Zhuo Wangsun felt like he was falling into an ice cave.

It's cold and cold.

I saw that the Cracking Divine Monarch was staring coldly at Zhuo Wangsun.

The Cracking Divine Monarch had previously decided to get rid of Su Liu first, but after this unbelievable blow, several divine thoughts were perceived to no avail, and finally he lost the tracking of Su Liu's divine thoughts, and his mind was only shaken for a moment, and then his attention shifted to Zhuo Wangsun.

There are priorities, with his cultivation in the realm of a great grandmaster, how could he really not know that there is such a person as Zhuo Wangsun behind him?

Zhuo Wangsun could finally truly feel the state of mind of Shicai Suliu, feeling like a prey, and the Cracking Divine Monarch on the opposite side was a wild beast that was eager to devour people.

The Cracking Divine Monarch sneered sideways: "Boy, you sneakily follow this seat, don't you dare to kill you when this seat is here." ”

The sound wave urn swayed open, like a thunderous sound, causing people and blood to burst out.

The murderous wave of anger surged forward, but Zhuo Wangsun bowed unhurriedly and saluted, and said calmly: "The younger generation Huayin Pavilion Zhuo Wangsun, I have seen the Divine Monarch, the family teacher is really true, in the past, I mentioned the Divine Monarch in front of the younger generation, and when I saw it today, the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the sword mound and the sword ghost, and called a rookie in the heavenly list to flee without a fight, and it was really invincible in Shu." ”

Listening to him speak, it seems that he is really a junior in the rivers and lakes expressing his respect for his predecessors, and he is indescribably sincere and sincere, which only makes people feel the gentle respect and is very comfortable.

Cracking the Divine Monarch was not affected in the slightest, and Hengmu sneered: "It turned out to be Bu Lao'er's apprentice, I heard that you have practiced the Bloodless Divine Blood Sword, but there is a lot of interest, how many people in Huayin Pavilion entered Shu a few days ago, and they also went towards the Sword Pavilion?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun smiled indifferently: "The light of the fireflies of the younger generation, how dare you make a show in front of the Divine Monarch, as for entering Shu, it is just to admire the invincible prestige of the Divine Monarch and come to worship." ”

"Invincible? Hey, there is only one Yang Invincible in Shu, and this seat does not go to compete with Yang Wenhou, but this seat also had some friendship with Bu Lao'er back then, he died in Taijing, and no one can go to tea and cool, today and make it clear to you, that thing was born in Shu, it should be the creation of this seat, who wants to take that thing, it is the enemy of life and death in this seat, and Bu Lao'er is still the same, not to mention that he died in Taijing, not to mention that you are on the throne, and it is the same when Emperor Jiang Qing comes. ”

"There is a god monarch sitting in Shuzhong, it seems to be foolproof."

Zhuo Wang Sun Ning walked forward slowly, and said with a light smile: "The Divine Monarch has fought a lot today, and the younger generation should not have consulted the second or third, but since it has come to this, as long as the Divine Monarch gives a few fingers, Huayin Pavilion will definitely not appear in Shu again." ”

Mad!

Su Liu has the courage and determination to break the cauldron and crack the Divine Monarch, and Zhuo Wangsun also has the madness to take advantage of the situation.

Cracking Shenjun's face was calm, without the slightest wave, just staring at Zhuo Wangsun, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if he wanted to see through him completely.

"Every time there is a troubled time, there is indeed a demon born, that white-haired boy is a dragon in the world, you are also a person who is rolling the storm, then look at what your bloodless god blood sword is."

"In this case, please ask the Divine Monarch to take a look at my Bloodless Divine Blood Sword."

Without further ado, King Zhuo drew his sword.

Zhuo Wangsun is just wearing an ordinary black shirt today, his figure is straight, slender as a sword, he slowly pulled out a long sword from his sleeve, the posture is beautiful to the extreme, his wrist flipped, and the long sword in his hand is like a clear water floating clouds shallow in the world, I can't say the specific feeling, but this sword is definitely not a nameless sword.

"This sword is called Jueyun, three feet and seven inches long, according to legend, the clouds in the sky fell on the shore of the two courts, and led to a vision, the clouds and fog, such as the dragon king out of the sea, the first dynasty a swordsman will use this sword to cross the universe, today is just used to ask the god for advice."

Zhuo Wang Sun's slender and jade-like fingers flicked on the blade of the sword, making a celestial sound ring.

A faint and hazy red glow flowed from the body of the Peerless Cloud Sword of the Ancient Seal of the Carved Text.

Cracking the Divine Monarch's gaze froze, and on this peerless sword of the previous generation, a faint invisible blood qi appeared.

This is not human blood, it is the blood of heaven and earth!

The Divine Blood Bloodless Sword is designed to immobilize the fundamentals, and to use the heavens and the earth externally, if it is really according to the Sword Sutra, the great power of this desolation is exerted to the extreme, which is equivalent to the divine power of heaven and earth to resist the enemy.

Listening to the domineering, there are naturally a lot of restrictions, and the Cracking Divine Monarch knows in his heart that if it weren't for the fact that this kid surnamed Zhuo had a congenital sword body with all the acupoints and was not stuck in his heart, how could he practice this Divine Blood Bloodless Sword, which is known as the No. 1 Divine Skill in Huayin Pavilion?

Zhuo Wangsun's first sword moved seven points of sword power.

It's not like what he said at all, just to ask for advice, and he clearly has a tentative mind, as long as the Divine Monarch reveals the slightest weakness that can be bullied, he will immediately take advantage of the situation to attack.

The tip of the floating cloud sword trembled, the red cloud appeared, and the sword sound rolled like thunder.

Cracking the face of the Divine Monarch moved, but there was no look of joy and sorrow, he looked at Zhuo Wangsun volleying a sword stab, not moving, the right hand that was injured by Su Liu was held in his sleeve, and the red light of the sword revealed on the Jueyun Sword was already approaching, he reached out his left hand, slowly clenched his fist, and punched towards Zhuo Wangsun.

The sound of the sword roared, and Zhuo Wangsun's sword was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to see, but the action of cracking the Divine Monarch was like slow motion, slowing down countless times.

His movements were unspeakably slow, but the divine light in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes skyrocketed, knowing that the speed of this punch was actually not inferior to the sword that pierced the clouds and lightning.

This kind of fast and slow technique, extremely contradictory, but it is already the most profound truth in the martial arts, if there is a martial artist who is not in the realm looking at this fast and slow punch and sword, he will definitely be stimulated by the dullness of his chest, and he will go up his throat against the blood, and he wants to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Of course, Zhuo Wangsun will not underestimate the cracking of the Divine Monarch, the Divine Blood Bloodless Sword Intent is endless, and between the lightning and flint, a punch and a sword have already collided.

Swirling violently, a fierce force like a monstrous wave rushed away in all directions.

The first thing that changed his face was Zhuo Wangsun, his body was like being devoured by thunder, and he was blown upside down by this punch, and the sound of crackling behind him was endless, and dozens of thick green bamboos were unbearable and unbearable, like rotten trees withering.

The right hand of the Cracking Divine Monarch has not moved, and his face is calm.

Now that the matter has come to this, how can we turn back?

"Second sword!"

Zhuo Wangsun finally used the second sword, and the bloodless god blood sword intent was urged to the extreme, and the vitality between heaven and earth frantically poured into the body of the Jueyun Sword, and the light red cloud intent on the Jueyun Sword was even thicker, as if it was really like blood.

The long wind swept suddenly, and the bamboo leaves flew wildly.

Cracking the Divine Monarch snorted coldly, and the spiritual power was unleashed, the law used heaven and earth, and the bloodless divine blood sword used the essence of heaven and earth to become the supreme divine blood sword qi, but he drained the divine blood with his own supreme mental power!

When the blood was exhausted, the divine blood sword intent naturally subsided, and at the same time, the Cracking Divine Monarch finally showed a sneer: If there is only this level, I will break your peerless divine sword today, then it will not hurt!

Zhuo Wangsun's body leaned back at a huge angle, and he stepped on the ground with his feet in two long lines as deep as his knees, but he was not impressed by the defeat of his first two swords, and sighed lightly: "The third sword, the sword of the human god." ”

A sword of man and god!

These four words were spit out word by word, Zhuo Wang Sun did not lift his shoulders, his feet did not move, the whole person slowly floated from the ground into the air, and the sword had the meaning of the blood of heaven and earth, and it could also be used by the power of heaven and earth for its own use.

In the snap of a finger, the third sword is out!

Zhuo Wang Sun's eyes flashed with red light, and his body seemed to be a god of heaven above the nine heavens with a sword, ethereal and unpredictable to the point of unbelievability, a sword across the sky, cracking the heavenly dome of lightning split, a hundred generations into the sky!

The Cracking God Monarch looked up to the sky and laughed: "Good one, I am a god, the sword of the human god, but you are still a little short of fire!" “

The sword is in front of people, Zhuo Wangsun's third sword crossed a wonderful arc in the air, facing the stab, this sword has no change, it is close to the same, it is impossible to determine the real sword body, and can only watch a red electric light fly between heaven and earth.

Variable means that the opponent is left with much less time to react.

The Cracking Divine Monarch threw two punches in a row, one punch hit the end of the punch of the previous punch, and the endless desolate power directly hit the red lightning.

Not only break all the laws, but also break your human sword!

Choke!

The Jueyun Ancient Sword let out a loud wail, and countless spider-silk-like cracks appeared on the perfect sword body, and Zhuo Wangsun didn't know how many green bamboos he had broken before he landed firmly on the ground.

After the three swords, Zhuo Wangsun was like a young noble son who had just recovered from a serious illness, with a sickly pale face.

"Shenjun's cultivation is profound, and the younger generations admire it, a few days ago, I heard a top-secret news in the cabinet, and I have something to do with Shenjun, I don't know if Shenjun is interested in hearing it."

Zhuo Wangsun really only took out three swords, and immediately withdrew his hand and retreated, stood still, and stopped shooting.

The timing of his retreat was also just right, and he opened up the distance between the two of them at the moment before the Cracking Divine Monarch broke out the killing machine, giving himself a chance to respite, and at the same time throwing out a question, which made the Cracking Divine Monarch's body pause.

"It's a good god blood sword intent, it is rare to be able to take me three moves, the heir of Bu Lao'er is really not bad, and it is not far from the kid who pretends to be a ghost. Zhuo boy, tell me, if that secret is really worth your life, what if this seat will let you go? ”

The figure of the Cracking Divine Monarch is condensed, majestic as a mountain.

He didn't take advantage of the situation to chase and kill Zhuo Wangsun, not because he was defeated by Zhuo Wangsun or because he was afraid of Huayin Pavilion's revenge, and the strong dragon did not suppress the head snake on the ground.

It's just that killing Zhuo Wangsun also has to pay the price, and Huayin Pavilion has a branch altar in the forty-nine states, and there are not many restaurants in the local area that are owned by the pavilion, and the money and news channels of the four palaces in the pavilion can be said to be unique in the world, and it is also the foundation of Huayin Pavilion to sit firmly on the top power in the rivers and lakes.

Now that Zhuo Wangsun can exchange a secret for his life, what is there to lose?

Zhuo Wang Sun's face was pale, and the Divine Monarch almost broke the divine blood sword intent he had condensed with supreme power, and when he wiped the corners of his mouth red, the iconic thin and cool smile appeared at the corners of his mouth again:

"Zhuo has heard that Shenjun has a beloved son in Chengdu, who is extremely talented, but there is also a young general named Yu Feibai in Shudi, he was born with a congenital Taoist body, and he has all the veins, and it is a coincidence, this young man and Shenjun are exactly the same surname, I don't know if Shenjun has ever heard of such a person?"

He said something that had no bounds.

An extremely strong killing machine suddenly locked on Zhuo Wangsun, and he knew that as long as he said more things that should not be said, he would definitely be cracked and forcibly suppressed and killed.

Zhuo Wangsun paused, and then said, "Yang Wenhou is on his way from Jindu City to Yizhou. “

At this point, the two knew the true identity of Yu Feibai and what would happen next.

This young man with an innate Dao body is the second son of the Cracking Divine Monarch, who has been hiding in the shadows, and is also very famous in Shudi, and is the eldest of the five generals of the Flying Dragon, but no one knows that the Cracking Divine Monarch actually has such a son, and he is still in a key position in the army.

"You threaten this seat?"

Cracking Shenjun sneered a few times, and the cold light in his eyes flashed, although he still couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but the green tendons on his forehead were already skyrocketing and beating like a dragon.

He is extremely talented, he has pursued martial arts all his life, and he has never wasted more than half of his essence, and now he only has such two sons.

One is Yu Chengdu, who died in the hands of Su Liu, and the other with higher talent is this Yu Feibai, who is very mysterious, but he is already one of the five generals of the Flying Dragon in Shudi.

"Shenjun thinks badly, Ling Gongzi is so talented that he is unbeatable in the world, and after more than ten years, he can't say that he is another grandmaster, if it is bad in the hands of Yang Wenhou at this time, wouldn't it be a great pity?"

Zhuo Wangsun smiled lightly, and coughed lightly.

This sentence is very informative, cracking the Divine Monarch is not a stupid person, he understood after listening to it once, and sneered at the moment: "I won't kill you today, get out of this seat, and then if you see half of the people of Huayin Pavilion in Shudi, there will be no forgiveness for killing!" ”

What a ferocious killing machine!

After cracking the Divine Monarch's words, there was no room for Zhuo Wangsun to explain, and he turned around and swept straight in the direction of Jindu City.

He has been leaving himself a safe and secure retreat, and now it seems that this retreat is a little unstable.

Yu Chengdu's death in the hands of Su Liu is already a blow, Yu Feibai is the last heir of his lineage, and he must not be lost!

Zhuo Wangsun was still standing in place, and a light smile appeared on his pale face.

"The red halberd is across the sky Yang Wenhou, the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses of Shudi and Kyushu, but one mountain does not allow two tigers, who are you and Yu to crack who is the real invincible in Shu?"

Zhuo Wangsun floated out of the bamboo forest with his sleeves, although he was still a little pale and weak, his expression was calm and calm, as if everything was under control.

After leaving the valley, he went straight to an appointed place, and sure enough, there were people waiting there.

"My subordinates are late, and I almost missed a big thing!"

The red-robed man in the red robe of the Southern Yantian Fire Palace showed an excited look on his face, and lowered his head and said: "Pavilion master, Yang Wenhou and Yu Crack are not dealing with each other, the pavilion master takes retreat as advance, it turns out that he has taken a wonderful move, so the magic is in hand, no wonder the old pavilion master said that Huayin Pavilion is in the middle of it." ”

"Yu Feibai is indeed a peerless genius, but the troubled times are not only the best moment for the rise of geniuses, but also the grave of buried ambitions.

A slight mockery appeared at the corner of Zhuo Wangsun's mouth, and he said lightly: "Nangong Palace Master, pass on my personal order, there is a change in the plan of Shudi, you go and inform the other lords of the three palaces, and the disciples arranged in the pavilion will withdraw from Shuzhong, and I will go to Jindu City." ”

"Cracking the Divine Monarch is now a toothless tiger, how long can he be ferocious? Yang is invincible, it's time to see if you are really invincible in Shu..."

"Subordinates obey!"

The middle-aged man, who was called the Heavenly Monarch of the Fire by the Southerners, bowed down and retreated after a respectful reply.

Zhuo Wangsun rubbed his chin as smooth as jade, and muttered, "Suliu, Suliu, where have you been?" ”

After the getaway, the next volume of the Great Master (to be continued.) )