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At this time, Hao Datong had already swept to about three feet in front of Su Liu, and the long sword in his hand had already stayed less than three inches in the center of Su Liu's eyebrows.

The picture seems to freeze all at once.

The sharp tip of the sword, with a sharp roar, and the sword wind swept away, as if it was about to stab Su Liu's face.

The Quanzhen disciples opened their mouths wide, and their breathing was unconsciously held, waiting for the next moment for Su Liu to die under the sword of Changning Zihao Zhenren.

That's when it happened. Su Liu moved, to be exact, his feet, only one step.

Su Liu's eyes looked at Hao Datong's right wrist tightly, his body was slightly to the side, and he took a big step forward as soon as he raised his footsteps.

This step is extremely mysterious, as if it crashed straight into Hao Datong's arms, and it also happened to pass by the long sword that Hao Datong transformed into a sword again.

Turn death into life!

Qiu Chuji was already frowning.

Su Liu's left hand didn't move, his right hand reached out to the ground, and his two fingers stood side by side like a sword, and he quickly pointed at Hao Datong's long sword and sword, flicking hard.

Fast, extremely fast, this sword finger is so fast that the flesh ~ can't catch it, and it's so natural that there are no flaws.

It seems that Su Liu has already calculated the change of Hao Datong's sword momentum, and he pointed out at random without a finger.

Airplanes.

The long sword in Hao Datong's hand hummed, the sword body trembled and wailed, and the entire sword body seemed to have been forcefully bent and twisted into an extremely strange arc.

"Good, good, so domineering"

Hao Datong's face has changed, he has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and has experienced hundreds of battles, but he has never encountered such a situation: someone dares to use his fingers to attack his sword!

But. He is worthy of being a great character in the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, facing crises and responding very quickly.

Hao Datong shouted in the air, his shoulders sank, his body fell quickly like sinking iron, his feet were a little lighter on the ground, he changed his true breath, and got up again.

A sword is not flat, and the three clear sword styles are rising.

This time. He had already left behind Qiu Chuji's words that he told him to stay and not hurt people, and his whole body strength was exerted to the limit, sneering, at this moment, he actually stabbed several swords in the air incredibly, the blade of the sword tore the air, and the sword shadow suddenly staggered in the air, this is already the limit of his skill support!

"This is it, one gas and three clears!"

The air was full of shadows of him changing and raising his sword, either slashing or stabbing. or raise the sword or pry.

Each sword move is an authentic sword move of the Daomen, and it looks really pleasing to the eye, and it is like flowing water.

The Quanzhen disciples in the square could no longer see Su Liu's figure clearly, as if the whole person was directly involved in the air and surrounded by the sword shadow circle. I couldn't see the situation clearly, but I could only hear the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, which came again and again, and it resounded dozens of times in a row.

Then. The sky was full of sword shadows, and the ground suddenly merged into one, approaching the middle palace. Stabbing Suliu.

Su Liu stood in the middle of the sword shadow, his mood was relaxed, and he didn't retreat a step, and there was only a grim smile on his face under the bronze mask, and there was no other expression at all.

The right hand reached out, still one finger, and one finger flicked twice in a row, but there were two changes.

The first change, the snap of the finger magic power bounced off Hao Datong's sword, and the second change, the finger of the phaseless robbery, pointed at Hao Datong's right arm.

When.

"How is that possible!"

When Hao Datong's long sword fell to the ground, I don't know how many disciples were inhaling and sighing.

The original sneer and banter on their faces, all waiting to see Su Liu's joke, had turned into astonishment at this time, and they couldn't believe it at all, and the boss with his mouth open seemed to be able to swallow a whole egg.

Hao Datong hit Su Liu's finger, and when he landed, he snorted~ snorted, his body was like a wild goose with folded wings, swept out, his steps were already out of order, and he took three steps back.

"You, You"

Then, his face was a little black and red, and he finished speaking, his right arm was paralyzed and he couldn't exert his strength, and he only used his left hand to connect the acupoints around his shoulder to stop the injury.

"Humph!"

Qiu Chuji accidentally pulled off the beard under his chin, snorted coldly, but his eyes gradually became solemn, looking at Su Liu.

All the people in the square cast their eyes on the Changchun Zhenren Hill, which was as heavy as a towering mountain.

Qiu's heart fluctuated, and his heart was even more uncertain, thinking: This son is known as the heir of the tomb of the living dead, he is only in his twenties, and his martial arts are already so incredible.

Thinking of this, his right hand was raised majestically, and the atmosphere on the square suddenly condensed.

Qiu Chuji raised his hand, and all the people didn't dare to come out, just waiting for him to give an order, they were going to besiege Suliu.

However, a Taoist priest secretly took a look at it, and saw that the expression on the face of our contemporary master of the Quanzhen School was very rich, and there was a faint mixture of negative emotions such as surprise, shock, and anger on his face, and the raised right knuckle was also a little irrepressibly trembling.

Quanzhen Sect Mind and Martial Arts are all biased towards Taoism, and pay great attention to purity and nature, which can make the modern master of Changchun lose his state of mind, which is a very rare thing, and it is the first time in the past few years that this situation has been encountered.

It is also because Su Liu explained his origin early, Qiu Chuji naturally knew the story of the bitter and tangled relationship between Chongyang Zhenren and Lin Chaoying, and he also knew a little about the martial arts and emotional confrontation between the two back then.

Therefore, Qiu Chuji left some leeway, and did not directly call a few of the Quanzhen Seven Sons to do it together.

It's just that the development of things is really beyond the expectations of our Changchun Zhenren, but I didn't expect that today, not only the three generations of disciples after Chongyang Zhenren, but none of them are the opponents of the same generation of disciples under Lin Chaoying, and even the second generation of Guangningzi Zhenren are folded in the hands of this madman in front of him.

Changchun Zhenren didn't expect this situation in his heart, and he inevitably felt sorry for himself in his heart: this was also his own mistake for not being able to teach, which led to the fact that the Quanzhen disciples were not proficient in learning, and they really lost the face of the world's authentic Quanzhen Sect handed down by the ancestor Chongyang Zhenren.

In short, at this time, Qiu Chuji was really difficult to ride a tiger, and after complaining about himself, he turned back to reality and secretly complained, and his eyes looking at Su Liu were faintly solemn.

Qiu Chuji stretched out his hands and pressed them falsely, calming down the noise of the people in the square for a while, and then said: "Your Excellency is hiding your head and tail, who is it, and what is your purpose?" ”

The bronze mask was hideous, but Su Liu's face was extremely calm.

Su Liu said lightly: "Didn't you say it before, the real person is old and doesn't remember?" Su Liu, a second-generation disciple under the Tomb of the Living Dead, came to ask for a lesson in Quanzhen martial arts to verify martial arts. ”

Qiu Chuji was full of color, waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "Okay, Su Liu, you insult me all true, do you still want to get away today?" ”

Only then did Su Liu realize that between the waves of his hand, the sword lights flashed around him, and every seven Daoists formed a team, wouldn't there be dozens of small formations, forming a large array, overlapping and surround themselves in the core.

"Okay, after Chongyang Zhenren, the ability of the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect has grown more and more."

Su Liu shrugged, didn't care, and smiled coldly.

Qiu Chuji's face turned red in an instant, and he decisively raised his hand to signal his disciple to withdraw the sword formation, and said, "Su Liu, if you are really the disciple of that senior, my ancestor master has an extremely deep relationship with each other, and it will not be like this." If you stop here, I don't care about your collision. ”

He looked at Su Liu, only hoping that Su Liu would be able to reverse the blade of the sword and go down the mountain.

It's a pity (to be continued......)