There was a sound of kicking at the staircase, and a big man with a hanging knife came up, and there was a poignant sword mark on his neck.

The big man didn't speak, his hand pressed the handle of the knife, and he walked to the table next to Su Liu as if no one was around, and pierced his butt like a nail.

Ling Hu Chong heard the sound, his face changed, and his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Su Liu smiled indifferently, pressed his hands weakly, signaled that he was also calm, turned his head to Tian Boguang, who was humming and began to drink alone, and said in a deep voice:

"Tian Boguang, you chased after you again, but you are still not convinced, I only used dozens of swordsmanship to defeat you, and I haven't even come out with my proud swordsmanship."

Tian Boguang's face turned red, turned his head not to make eye contact with Su Liu, and poured three jars of wine in a row, before he mustered up the courage to sit next to Ling Hu Chong, stared at Su Liu, slapped the table with a thick red neck, and said loudly: "Lao Tzu crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, and went alone, when did he receive such a bird spirit, he only fought with you because half of his heart was hanging on the little master's body, and he fell in love with your way under the light enemy, and it can't be counted." ”

Su Liu ignored him, shook his head and said to himself: "Ancient and modern swordsmen, very different from the outstanding with swords, most of them are generous and strong-spirited, and the knife skills are also sharp and cold-blooded, as soon as the knife comes out, you will see the killing machine, fast, ruthless, accurate, steady, split, flirtation, chopping, stabbing, slashing, etc. ”

After Tian Boguang drank bitterly, he regained his nature, some timidity was swept away, and he slapped the table again, shook his head and said: "Fart, fart, stink, Taishan faction's calf nose, shallow knowledge, dare to say knives in front of Lao Tzu." ”

Ling Hu Chong sneered: "What a shameless lonely traveler." ”

Su Liu took a sip of the cup and smiled: "Shallow knowledge? There is a knife in the lower waist, and there is a knife technique, borrow your head and neck to try. ”

Tian Boguang couldn't straighten up with a smile, hid his blush, and thought: The bull's nose of the Taishan faction, the swordsmanship that has always been used, where did the clever sword moves come from, no, this kid clearly used the swordsmanship of the Hengshan faction when he did it with me, where did he learn it? Could it be that where did he learn the best swordsmanship?

For a while, he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he wanted to find the field and was worried, and in the end, he didn't believe that Su Liuneng could defeat him on the knife, so he shouted: "Come on, come on, your kid's treacherous swordsmanship all the way can be regarded as entering the house, and I can barely see it, Lao Tzu accidentally fell in touch with your way." When it comes to knife skills, who dares to criticize Lao Tzu in today's world, it makes sense that Lao Tzu will be your master. ”

Tian Boguang is vulgar by nature, and he must call himself "Lao Tzu" when he keeps saying things, Yilin can't understand the rough language of the market, and he is so puzzled, and he looks at Su Liu with concern.

Su Liu didn't think it was a pestle, only smiled gently, and said, "You are optimistic." After saying that, his right hand slowly put finger by finger on the handle of the knife at his waist.

Sister Yi Lin nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes, and said in her heart: Oops, isn't Uncle Su from the Taishan faction, how can he really use a knife.

"Uncle Shi"

But Sister Yi Lin stopped her, and as soon as she spoke, Su Liu gave a gentle and calm smile and nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Yilin understood, and immediately closed her mouth, only to see Su Liu's face calm, a heart of a thousand worries, really not worried, even between the bright eyebrows were contaminated with a faint sorrow, so I had to whisper the Buddha's name in my heart to pray for Su Liu.

Tian Boguang pushed the table hard, and the table slammed into the table on the side, and the table man saw Tian Boguang sitting with a sneer, and dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he had to slip away.

Tian Boguang's right hand was also on the handle of the knife, and it was the gesture of the thirteen knives that he had practiced tens of thousands of times, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Su Liu's hands pressing the handle of the knife, waiting to teach Su Liu a lesson.

He suddenly thought of using the knife technique to teach Su Liu to be a man, and he couldn't help but feel proud, this kind of saber rattling, the atmosphere was almost about to condense into ice, and the drinkers saw that there was going to be a murder, and the acquaintances slipped away, and they got up and hid in the corner to watch.

Even Ling Hu Chong stopped drinking, looking at the two of them with blazing eyes, Yi Lin even folded her hands, she didn't dare to make a sound in her mouth, she only prayed silently for Su Liu in her heart, her bright eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes trembled.

Suddenly, in between these breaths, everyone's eyes just blinked, and the two of them had already drawn their own knives, knife to knife.

Tian Boguang's eyes shone with a terrifying light, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily due to excitement, but the two of them each stabbed, but they did not intersect at all, they both pointed directly at each other's vital points, obviously they were very confident in their own knife speed, and they had the idea of controlling the enemy with one sword.

Just a breath, he heard a "snort" sound in the air, Tian Boguang was shocked and felt a pain in his cheeks, his heart was horrified, and when he touched it with his left hand, he actually had blood on his face.

Yi Lin exclaimed even more and opened a pair of bright eyes. When he saw the blood, he didn't dare to look at it again, he closed his eyes again, only his long eyelashes trembled there, and he said timidly: "Uncle Su, did you kill him?" ”

"Me, I"

Tian Boguang's single knife in his right hand had already come out of the sheath and raised it half an inch in front of Su Liu's forehead, but in the face of Su Liu, who had put down the knife and drank freely and smiled lightly, he couldn't cut it anymore, and there was an explosion in his head, and he was comfortable reminiscing about the shocking knife.

Su Liu's Ananda stab, it was as fast as a flash of lightning, the position was accurate, the killing power was more ruthless, it was difficult to describe in words, Su Liu didn't have a good impression of him, he had a murderous intent, and under the full force, this knife could cut off his head, but the moment the knife came out, he had a new idea, to make him more uncomfortable than death. So now he only made a line from his cheek to his neck to his cheek, and the skill of controlling his strength and the stability of the knife were even more incredible, just a point into the flesh, and it did not hurt the arteries.

"My Flying Sand Walking Stone Knife Method" Tian Boguang suddenly thought that he was injured by Su Liu's sword first, and then made by him with a knife, and his face turned red and he couldn't speak.

At this time, Tian Boguang already knew the horror of the young man opposite who was smiling gently and had a shallow whirlpool on his cheeks, and he only felt that he was terrified, and he had fallen into the bottomless abyss with all his pride, and he only had admiration and frustration in his heart, and even his proud knife skills were lost to him, but he didn't dare to call himself "Lao Tzu" anymore.

"You hide to the side, Linghu Xian, let's drink and drink."

Su Liu put the knife into the sheath, and hung it on his waist again, drinking wine, but also reminiscing about his knife, but there seemed to be infinite remembrance in his eyes, and said, "Compared with those swordsmen in ancient and modern legends, my knife is also ordinary, Tian Boguang, if you put your flower-picking skills on the knife, you can't say that you can also achieve this realm." Speaking of knife skills, you have heard of one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, the flame knife, which uses true qi to carry the knife, destroys the withering and decaying, and is invincible. ”

Tian Boguang, this guy has been wanted for many years for the righteous path, and he obviously knows the depth of Shaolin, but he didn't have much cowardice at this time, so he just shook his head and said; "I don't know, Shaolin Temple will make seventy-two stunts of bald donkeys, I have seen a lot, not as powerful and exaggerated as you said."