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One, two, three.

These three Mongolian masters, where have they ever seen such a fast knife?

This battle of life and death, you can't see it or not, only if you react and are not timely, if your brain is slow, your hands will be slow, which will lose the opportunity and fall behind.

Under the astonishment of these three Mongolian masters, their reactions were a beat slower, and the end was even more miserable, and they were stopped by Su Liu, and they were slashed angrily, and they were cut into six pieces!

"What a fast knife!"

The three of them were still exclaiming, and their eyes could still see the world, and they could see the lower half of their bodies, which were separated from their bodies.

Next, the consciousness ached, and there was no more sound.

"What a terrible knife! Central Plains martial arts, there is such a master?! ”

King Jinlun only felt that his scalp was fried, and his cold hair was upside down!

However, he boasted that he was invincible in the world, and he had great arrogance and ambition, and with a strange roar, he aroused the murderous aura in his heart, and he flew at Su Liu with the golden wheel in his hand.

Huo Du didn't have time to take care of anything else, Su Liu's martial arts were extremely high, he didn't dare to face it head-on, and he made up his mind to pinch the soft persimmon and kill Li Mochou, who was seriously injured.

"Death, beauty!"

As soon as the strongest blow of this Storm Thunder Gong came out, Huo Du was simply ecstatic in his heart, and he screamed, because he saw that the corners of Li Mochou's mouth were stained with blood again.

Li Mochou's pretty eyes suddenly appeared, and three Ice Spirit Silver Needles in each of his left and right hands flew out.

Huo Du had seen the power of her flying needle, and he hated it in his heart, if he was determined to forge ahead at this time, he would definitely be hit by a poisonous needle, which was equivalent to exchanging his life for his life.

It's not worth it!!

A selfish person like him would never put himself in danger.

He turned the iron fan, tinkling ding. Blocked five Ice Spirit Silver Needles in a row.

The sixth flying needle, which came first, shot at his toe.

Huo Du was shocked to death, and under such a dodge, he still caught the way.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King brushed aside Su Liu's pressure and shouted, "Chop off your toes, go and heal quickly!" ”

Huo Du gritted his teeth, waved the iron fan down, and the toe of his right foot was cut off immediately.

"Kill me!"

Huo Du screamed miserably. Before the poison gas had fully penetrated his body, he ran wildly and escaped.

Li Mochou had already lost blood and strength, leaning on the trunk of the tree, looking at Su Liu, his eyes were full of tears, and his voice was almost like a mosquito: "Why don't you go." ”

Su Liu didn't hear it, his whole mind was already in the fierce battle of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

His Holiness the Golden Wheel is an immortal genius in Tibet. It is by no means comparable to the mulberry knot in Luding.

He has dragon elephant like a miracle, although he has not achieved great success at this time, he is at least eight and nine layers up, and his internal strength is magnificent. Not under Guo Jing at all.

The two of them didn't know more than a dozen moves in a row, and the internal force passed thirteen waves in a row, wave after wave, just like a frenzied wave. The fallen leaves on the ground are all swept and danced wildly.

Mixed with blood and qi, it is really like a Shura killing field!

However. No one will take a half point back.

As soon as you retreat, you will show cowardice, and if you show cowardice, you will be caught by the opponent and the loophole of the qi machine, condense the internal force, and directly press to death!

Su Liu's chest was full of blood and qi, and there was a faint sign of rebellion, and while his heart sank, he gradually figured out the details of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"The internal strength is strong and terrifying, but the strain martial arts are quite inferior! ＂

At the same time that Su Liu understood the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the Golden Wheel Dharma King also had a deeper understanding of Su Liu.

At this time, his internal force has collapsed to the limit, and he has to take it, if he breaks out madly to the next step, he can't control his breath at all, and when the time comes, the dragon elephant will be exhausted and die.

Dangdang!

Countless times the blade came to the head of the golden wheel, and it was dangerous to block the wheel for him.

At this moment, Su Liuyu let out a loud shout, and the knife in his hand changed again.

The Purple Night Knife has passed through countless knife tips, turning into a little star, and the knife momentum has gone to the next level, straight to the eyes of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, but the knife style is extremely calm, calm, but it hides a murderous intention.

This knife on the boundary of life and death, fused with the sword skills of the Yum Sword King, is far stronger than any knife in Suliu, talking about knife intent, only under the knife that is absolutely killed!

Jin Lun's eyelids jumped, staring at the tip of Su Liu's knife, he was alarmed, his arms made a force, Jin Lun blocked, and with a bang, his feet crossed the ground, and there were two more deep line marks on the ground, and the person slid back more than ten steps backwards.

At this point, the Golden Wheel Dharma King actually had a kind of realization in his heart: this kid's knife technique is extremely ruthless, and I have been blocking it hard at this time, and the knife intent seems to have the last layer, which is not triggered. If I'm not careful, I'm going to be killed by him, I'm really sitting in the well and watching the sky, Central Plains Martial Arts, and such characters?!

The golden wheel was frightened, Su Liu's throat was sweet, and he didn't pursue, and his body swept up with the force of his push, sitting alone on the top of the tree.

The sitting posture is very upright and steady.

When the wind blows, the trees move, but the people don't move, and the knives don't move.

This time, from the extreme movement of Fang Cai, to the extreme stillness, between the movement and the static, how mysterious.

Su Liu was holding a knife in one hand, and his eyes seemed to be closed. Although he didn't say a word, his momentum was still condensed and not leaking, and the wind and clouds were already better than the dragon roaring and the tiger roaring.

Li Mochou is even less comfortable, her own internal strength is a major flaw.

After receiving a vajra rod from Darba, and instigating the last trace of true qi to hurt Huo Du, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and he had absolutely no strength to fight again, so he threw himself down by Su Liu's side and muttered, "Why don't you leave?" ”

Su Liu didn't answer, his body became more and more straight, and the Yuanzhi Pavilion was like a pine.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's footsteps paused slightly, the tiger's mouth trembled, and he circled around Su Liu, his eyes locked tightly on the knife in Su Liu's right hand, but he didn't dare to force in.

What a tragic battle at this time!

More than a dozen Mongolian masters who came with him this time.

One by one, they died in this nameless forest.

Even his second disciple Darba, who had the power of Vajra, was slashed by Su Liu, and his blood flowed all over the ground.

At this time, there was only one Huo Du left, who was injured by Li Mochou and fled to somewhere.

At this time, the Golden Wheel National Master recalled the incomparable momentum of Su Liu's sword, which was both frightened and shocked; To return or not to retreat? This person's momentum became more and more dignified. The next sword must have the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods.

"The next knife momentum, if you can go to the next level? Are you going to behead yourself? ”

Thinking of this, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was already shaken in his heart and had a desire to retreat.

In fact, this is also because Su Liu saw through the Golden Wheel Dharma King's mental cultivation and couldn't keep up with his martial arts cultivation, so he deliberately tried to intimidate him.

In the original book, this Golden Wheel Dharma King, when it comes to martial arts cultivation, is not much lower than Guo Jing and the Five Uniques.

Only his actual combat ability is a cut lower.

Among them, the adaptability, as well as the cultivation of the mind, are not considered to be top-notch.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's eyes were disillusioned several times, and finally he still didn't make up his mind to fight to the death with Su Liu, so he had to shake the sleeves of his robe and sneered: "Okay, Central Plains Martial Arts, there are indeed countless outstanding people, and if the old man comes to the dragon elephant to achieve great achievements, he will come to your honor to regain today's shame." ”

After that, he only felt that an extremely cold aura began to rage in his lungs, and he didn't dare to be careless, even when he retreated, he was more cautious, and he was extremely jealous of Su Liu, whose fingers were tightly held on the hilt of the knife.

However, he is cunning by nature, but he is not willing to leave, and he will not retreat, he will wait outside the forest for a while, and then quietly turn around, as long as Su Liu shows the slightest momentum of being seriously injured and unable to fight again, he must take action to strangle Su Liu.

He hid behind a giant tree, and the corner of his eye glanced at it: Su Liu actually pressed the knife in one hand and held the wine jug in the other, and drank wildly!

King Jinlun was shocked into a cold sweat, and said secretly in his heart: Luckily, this son is indifferent, if he insists on killing me, how can he escape? Today, go first, after the dragon elephant is completed, come to the Central Plains and kill this person!

He couldn't see that almost every finger of Su Liu's right hand was shaking and beating unconsciously, his hand was in his sleeve, and the blood had dripped down his arm and slid on the knife.

Half an hour after the Golden Wheel Dharma King left, Su Liu gently stroked Li Mochou's smooth and white~white cheeks, smiled gently, stood up majestically, and carried her behind him with difficulty and care.

With his left hand, he discarded the wine jug, and his true qi was suffocated, affecting the injury, and the wine accumulated between his chest, lungs, mouth and nose spurted out together with blood.

The blood autumn is dyed with frost and the forest is drunk, and the sunset is red at dusk.

Su Liu's face was like gold paper, carrying Li Mochou on his back, and he walked towards the south step by step.

Li Mochou, who had already fainted from exhaustion on his back~ In his closed eyes, his body did not move.

Of course, she didn't see the corners of Su Liu's mouth, and the dark red and colorful blood stains were still flowing.

The ninth-heavy dragon that was almost violent was like a miracle, one heavy, one dragon and one elephant, surging without reservation, almost blasting Su Liu, who was not able to pass through the governor, to the point of breaking the meridians, and the acupuncture points exploded.

But Su Liu supported Li Mochou with both hands, and his movements were very light and soft.

His orifices were still bleeding.

Suddenly, a tear rolled down from somewhere and flowed into Suliu's neck.

Su Liu still maintained that posture and walked forward, but he raised his head and squinted at the bloody sunset, and muttered, "It's so cool." (To be continued......)