The smell of blood.

Yu Canghai swallowed the mouthful of blood that poured up, and there was a grunt, and the strong smell of blood escaped from his nose.

But this mouthful of blood must not be spit out like this, otherwise, under the eyes of everyone, the face of the Qingcheng faction can be said to be completely lost, and he will be laughed at in the future, which is the result of his absolute disacceptance.

Yu Canghai resumed the internal force of Qingcheng to regulate his breath, and "exhaled" and exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.

"Master!"

The Qingcheng Four Shows behind him, no, it was the Qingcheng Four Beasts who exclaimed, in the past, they were all over Xichuan, and the master at that time was invincible, and he actually suffered a setback and retreat with this kid, which was unbelievable.

The tacit understanding between several people was abnormal, and as soon as they handed over with their eyes, they had a plan, and they all stared at Su Liu resentfully.

Yu Canghai's tightly closed mouth finally opened, and Sen Ran said: "Good boy, the palm technique can actually be indistinguishable from the old man, count you on, the old man will come to see your sword again!" Come! Draw your sword! ”

As he spoke, there was a choking on his waist, and a blue and blue long sword was already unsheathed, this sword was in his hand, and his whole person's momentum was very different, from the storm that had just turned into a pine and cypress, just standing there quietly without moving, but it gave people a sense of oppression that seemed to be substantial.

Su Liu smiled faintly and said, "It is my wish to be able to verify Qingcheng's swordsmanship in your Yu Canghai's hands." ”

After speaking, his right hand was drawn from behind his back, and the long sword, which was round and round like a wheel, came out of its sheath and entered his hand.

Yue Buqun folded his fan, his eyes lit up, and said, "Good sword!" ”

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked left and right, but it turned out to be Mr. Mo Da with his head down, looking drowsy, Yue Buqun felt quite embarrassed, tapped Mo Da's arm, and said, "Mr. Mo, what do you think of this sword fight?" ”

Mo Da's eyelids drooped, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "The victory and defeat have been divided, what is there to see." ”

Yue Buqun's eyes flashed, but his face was as usual and asked, "How can you say this, could it be that this young man's swordsmanship is also very good?"

Mr. Mo seemed to be very dissatisfied with him disturbing his rest, shook his head and said: "Look at it, Yu Dwarf can still hold up more than a hundred moves with his palm, and he can't hold up fifty moves with a sword." ”

Mo Da said that Yu Canghai couldn't even hold up this young man's fifty moves, Yue Buqun's breathing was suddenly hot, and he opened the folding fan in his hand with a "pat", shaking it gently, and there seemed to be thousands of villains shouting wildly in his heart: Yes, yes, it must be this kid who has obtained the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, so he has such terrible swordsmanship!

Yu Canghai is still angry and attacking, he is like this by nature, no matter what he does, he must be aggressive, pay attention to a first strike to be strong, Fuwei Dart Game is a good example.

However, Su Liu stood there lazily, his expression was also leisurely and extraordinary, holding the sword in his right hand, and flicking the sword body in his left hand, and when he turned his eyes to look at the tip of Yu Canghai's sword, he became serious and dignified.

People are like the strength of pine, and swords are as light as the wind. It's a bit of a doorway.

Su Liu's sword moved, the two swords struck each other, Yu Canghai's swordsmanship has always been known for its fast sword, the next sword has been followed, the second sword has come out, and before anyone can react, the third sword has also been shot, stabbing at Su Liu's key point.

One sword is faster than another, this dense and fast swordsmanship is simply desperate.

"The sword momentum has been unfolded, the person is as quiet as a pine, the sword moves like the wind, no matter how difficult it is to prevent, it will be successful!"

Yu Canghai gradually showed a smile on his face, and his heart was also horizontal, to win more securely, with a sleeve robe, there was an extra fine iron mask on his face, the sword moves in his right hand continued, and in the gap between the changes, the sleeve of the robe in his left hand waved, and the fine iron mask seemed to be inexhaustible as if he had to shoot over, it was Yu Canghai's own original Xichuan flying face lore.

"Flying Face Lore? What exactly is the use of eggs? When you use this flying face, you are still proud and think that you have a plan, but you don't know that the swordsmanship of your right hand has this momentary stagnation flaw! ”

Su Liu sneered, Yu Canghai's flying face lore can also be regarded as a characteristic change in the history of hidden weapons, but in his own opinion, this level of treacherous secret tricks is useless.

Su Liu's strength was on the Wheel King's sword, and with a straight sword, he exploded the flying mask.

Su Liu took another walk, just a small step, Su Liu still raised his head, giving people the feeling as if he was in a hazy drizzle, but it was a small step, but the subsequent changes in sword momentum made Yu Canghai unexpected and unpredictable.

Su Liu spoke, and said in a very gentle and deep tone: "Allure drizzle." ”

"This is the name of a swordsmanship?"

Mr. Mo Da and Yue Buqun's eyes widened at the same time at this moment, and a strong light burst out of their eyes, looking at Su Liu's sword.

The indescribable gentleness of this sword opening hand is like a woman with low eyebrows and a shallow smile, but she smiles extremely coldly. Ordinary sword moves pay attention to a dangerous essence, pointing directly at the enemy's vital point, but this sword has no killing chance at all, but the subsequent sword move changes of this sword, but there are infinite killing opportunities!

Yu Canghai's swordsmanship is extremely fast, and he is also between Tian Boguang, Su Liu's sword is not inferior, and the tip of the Wheel King's sword trembles, changing in a myriad of ways.

For a while, the two of them came out of the sword too quickly, the second sword had just intersected, and the third sword had already arrived, so that the sound of the latter sword sounded first, and everyone could hear the sound of tinkling and tinkling gold and iron intersecting.

At this time, the sword light was staggered, and the cold light flashed, and it had already covered both of them.

In the middle of the fight, Su Liu's sword momentum changed, and the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River turned into clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, and this sword move became another style feeling.

"Good! Ever-changing and varied Hengshan clouds and mist thirteen styles! ”

Yue Buqun was shocked, but Mr. Mo Da stroked his palms and cheered, but he didn't expect that there would be changes, and the cloud-like sword momentum suddenly changed again, turning into a sword like a pine and wind, just like the sword that Yu Canghai had used.

The tip of the sword was straight and steady, and it passed through the mask issued by Yu Canghai with a "snap", stopping at the center of his eyebrows with incomparable accuracy.

Su Liu's right foot flew again and again, and the shadow of his leg changed, which was exactly the leg method of the shadowless phantom leg used by Yu Canghai, who was sent by Fang Cai Qingcheng, and hit Yu Canghai in the chest with one kick.

When Yu Canghai stumbled backwards and fell, all the heroes in the hall were in an uproar, and even Yue Buqun and Mo Da stood up.

Su Liu's left foot stepped on his head, the tip of the sword remained unchanged, and it stopped firmly in the center of his eyebrows, as long as he exerted a little force, his head would inevitably burst immediately, and he would not be spared.

Yu Canghai still had the last mask on his face, and no one could see his frightened expression behind the mask, let alone the beads of sweat on his face.

Su Liu stepped on his masked face and said, "Do you know that it was easy for me to kill your two disciples, why did I keep them alive and ask them to come and deliver a letter to you?" ”

Yu Canghai turned his head, his mask pressed against the cold ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to say!?" ”

Su Liu suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter could be heard not only in the hall, but also outside the hall.

Su Liudao: "Su Mou today, he will not kill one person from Qingcheng, and temporarily send the head of the dwarf to the world, and someone will come to pick it up in the future." ”

Everyone in the hall raised their heads and opened their mouths wide, still reminiscing about Su Liu's unstoppable spirit when he stepped on Yu Canghai's face, but no one found that there was an ugly hunchbacked young man who bowed his head and shrunk in the corner of the hall, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were pierced into the flesh and blood flowed out without knowing it, but his body trembled slightly, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and the whole person muttered as if he was enchanted: "Husband, it should be like this." ”