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The moon is a bright moon, and the moonlight is soft and bright.

The river surface of the Balong River is calm, but the night wind blows, the river surface is phosphorescent and shining, and from time to time there are fish rushing out ~ the water surface, and then plopping and falling into the river again.

The knife of the desert knife is not the same as the soft color of the bright moon, the miserable black and indifferent knife, the blade is cold, indescribably gloomy and terrifying, as if there are countless unjust souls locked and trapped in it, and they cannot get out.

Su Liu's eyes gradually showed a dignified color, this mad song into the desert knife, obviously called himself a god, even the god is not in his eyes, it can be seen that he is extremely crazy.

But just with the aura of this knife in his hand, he really deserves to be called a god of desert swords. It's just that I don't know how terrible his sword technique is, whether he can really kill the gods with one sword.

He roared violently, and with every step he stepped into, his body must have rushed nearly ten zhang away, and the broken mud and sand stones under his feet were shaken by his true qi, and the pieces were floating in the air, standing still, as if the air around him had been evacuated by him, so all the strength had been condensed on his sword.

As soon as Su Liu saw the dazzling night sword, his heart couldn't help but be shocked, the sword technique of the Desert Sword Absolute God was too sharp and decisive, it was already incredible, and the dark light was crushed by the dark light in the subtleties, and the fierce flames were blazing, which simply stabbed people's eyes in pain.

Kendo sword path, second-rate level masters can faintly touch ~ to the true qi of the subtle use. Burst out of sword qi and sword qi to hurt the enemy, and at a higher level, it is the realm of a first-class master. However, it requires deep internal force and the vitality of heaven and earth as the foundation, and only the master above the innate can understand the meaning.

Just like Su Liu's practice of the nameless sword scripture of the Huijian Gate, he has also been integrated, condensing the sword qi into almost substance, turning it into a sword that swallows inches, and when he resists the enemy, the tip of the sword does not reach. More than a few feet apart, you can break the enemy with a sword, which can be said to be indestructible. A sword is bloodless.

The corresponding sword path also has a similar layer of sword realm, and the fierce and domineering place does not lose the sword at all.

With the wild and blazing sword of the Desert Knife Absolute God, the Desert Knife definitely has the capital of the crazy song and self-proclaimed Absolute God. Su Liu's crape myrtle soft sword is like a spirit snake out of its sheath. Without dodging, Ling Bo stepped on, flying straight forward lightly, stabbing straight with a sword, fast, fast and cold, three points faster than the dark black knife of the Desert Sword.

Where can the two of them accept this blow in their hearts, and they can't wait to chop each other into meat puree immediately.

The swords came out together, like two meteors cutting through the sky. Blooming with each other's brilliant light, staggered and staggered in the air. Su Liu's sword couldn't stop trembling. It seems to have conjured up an infinite sword tip, more like a giant python spitting letters, but each sword tip is a little purple and dazzling.

"Carving insect skills!"

Mo Dao glanced at him obliquely, grinning and sneering, and his white teeth were white. The knife in his hand was quietly paused, and when he pressed his hand, the knife momentum changed to the tip of the blade downward, and in the purple light of the sword tip entwined with thousands of clouds and mist, he accurately found the real sword tip, and forcibly pointed at Su Liu's sword tip with the tip of the sword.

Su Liu's footsteps were slightly wrong, and he adjusted a perfect condensation posture, and his wrists and swords were facing each other.

Zheng!

The two points of the fierce light struck each other, and in the midst of a violent sound of gold and iron, the desert knife god laughed wildly, his arm turned, his body arched slightly, and he walked away with a slight turn, removing a little bit of energy from the remaining arm, the true qi did not stagnate at all, the black and faint long knife was drawn obliquely from behind, and the strength was once again stored to the strongest point, and under the infusion of true qi and surrounding vitality, the knife soared, and the knife was out again, and it was blatantly killed!

While he took out the knife, he still ran frantically towards Su Liu, and he was unstoppable, and there was no one or thing in this world that could stop him in the slightest.

Su Liu's body shook, the strength of the yin and yang grinding urged, the clothes on his body were windless, and the strength of the knife was completely removed, but the ground around him was swept by this fierce knife qi, and the dust and fine sand were agitated.

"Take your life!"

The desert knife is determined to kill Su Liu, and the ability and experience of capturing the fighter are also very strong, and he burst out in an instant, and once again grabbed the upper hand momentum to make a knife, Su Liuwei frowned, and did not compete with you, he tended to advance and retreat, and his body swirled, letting go of this sword, and countless bleak sword lights fell like raindrops, and it was like a big crossbow shooting, sneering, shooting the desert knife from countless impossible angles.

At this time, he did not underestimate the heart at all, and this fierce battle with the desert sword god was different from the lore gun, with mental calculation without intention, and the peerless assassin Tang Chop borrowed the three major trends of heaven, earth and man for him, at this time it is a real sword friend, head-on fighting, who wins and who lives, who loses and who dies!

The blue-gray face of the desert knife showed an indifferent and cruel smile, and the knife momentum in his hand suddenly changed, and the illusion was unprovoked, sometimes cutting, sometimes chopping, sometimes chopping, all kinds of changes, and so on, the body was still crazy to crush and rush, the long knife waved like the wind, only to see the shadow of the sword in the sky, the two of them rushed in the air and the sword came out together, the sword and the sword were infinitely intertwined, and there was a roaring sound of gold and iron, and the desert knife actually took Su Liu's thousands of sword shadows without any mistakes or omissions.

Tang Chop was on the edge of a boulder on the side of the Longjiang River, paying attention to the death fight between the two, his eyes were intent, and his heart was also moving, and the two of them were crazy for a moment at least more than 100 knives and swords, each knife and each sword was an incomparably strong and staggering true qi, Rao was so, and the true qi of the two of them showed no signs of condensation and exhaustion at all.

In fact, it is also the biggest difference between the innate realm and the acquired level, the acquired master has strong internal strength, but when it explodes, the internal force will be exhausted after all, and it will be difficult to continue to a certain extent, but the master of the innate level is very different, the master of this level has been able to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to connect with his own internal force in the battle to the death, so that the real internal force is endless.

In other words, staying power and explosiveness are far superior to the masters of the acquired realm.

The desert knife has been fighting for a long time, he is furious, roaring angrily, suddenly advancing and twisting the spatula, the body swept directly into the air, when the sky burst into the sky The shadow of the knife is like a tide, crazy surge, the boundless sword shadow of the boundless angry tide rushes, suddenly gathered in the center of the knife into a knife, the black and faint knife in his hand is five feet long, it seems that it is not a mortal weapon, it is more narrow and sharp than the ordinary knife, at this time, countless knife shadows converge as one, and a huge knife shadow that is more than a foot long slashes the sky and falls wildly.

Even Tang Shu couldn't help but sigh secretly, this madman with a black knife alone talked about the essence of the knife technique, and he didn't say anything about the intuition and means of killing, and he was not under himself at all.

Su Liu's eyes narrowed slightly, the purple light flashed, the crape myrtle long sword suddenly flipped like a spiritual snake, around the finger soft sword out, the crape myrtle sword in his hand, just able to destroy the gold, soft energy clouds and water around the heart, faint and unconscious, only in the desert knife that the knife style has not reached the peak of the moment, wrapped the black long knife, the sword is like a thousand piles of purple snow, around the knife, the sword momentum is slightly swirling, the sword is blazing, to twist the arm of the desert knife and break.

The desert knife faced a crisis, but it did not panic at all, and the true qi surged endlessly~ into the black and secluded long knife, and for a while, the blade body trembled, and the shadow of the void knife was staggered.

Soft can break rigidity, strong and fierce can also destroy softness, this shock has a knife to cut water, to call the water does not leave the decisive fierceness, Su Liu's eyes are cold, draw the sword and sweep back, toes touch the ground, clothes do not move, slightly retreat.

"Look what else you have to do, suffer death!"

Mo Dao laughed, slashed quickly, deceived and ran closer, without breathing, he had already entered three feet in front of Su Liu's body, and the knife momentum was even more absolute and irreversible, a knife dragged the ground and slashed, when the head was reversed and split, as fast as thunder, the momentum was like a river falling, the moon fell and the stars sank, so not majestic.

This person is like a tireless beast with inexhaustible strength, and the sword is so fierce that it is impossible to describe it in words, it is the one who Su Liu has ever encountered the most upright and fierce knife technique.

At the moment when the desert knife turned into a chopping knife and reached its peak, Su Liu's body suddenly shook slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it was as bright as moonlight.

The crape myrtle long sword bloomed with boundless purple light, hitting the blade, the tip of the sword trembled incessantly, and the sword momentum became indescribably strange, or like thousands of rivers and mist in the clouds, suddenly the weather was solemn, and it turned into a gallop of thousands of horses.

This suddenly magnificent and boundless, suddenly delicate and terrifying murderous sword, is really terrifying!

Tang Chop leaned on the boulder, there was already a cold sweat on his forehead, the sword was blazing, one day it was a peerless blazing sun above the desert, in his opinion, Su Liu's sword momentum slowly stabbed out, slow but not sparse, it seemed to be fast and slow, it should not be this speed, and it gave people a boundless weird feeling, it seemed to be slow and fast, he was attentive, staring at Su Liu's wrist tightly, only to know that in fact, this sword was launched mediocrely, and the sword intent seemed to be slow and fast, and he didn't know how many ingenious sword momentum changed.

It is a thousand changes are not as good as a sword, the change is all false potential, a sword to attack the enemy must take the place, every change is born from the void, faintly some of the sword is out, you can anticipate the enemy's first opportunity.

Although Tang Chu was taught by an unknown peerless peak master, he was extremely angry, and he was completely respectful of Su Liu at this time.

It's a monster!

At such an age, he can continue to improve and comprehend martial arts in such a battle, and this sword cannot be described as powerful, and it is still above his lurking slashing sword, or it can be called a sword cutting the sky.

Zheng!

The wrist of the Desert Knife Absolute God shook violently, and then the veins in the body were also a burning pain, this is the sad feeling of losing a hand, and all the sword qi burst out, but it did not turn in time, and it was swallowed into the body by Su Liu's sword.

His right hand trembled violently, let go several times, and then clenched it again, after all, his heart was relieved, and the long black knife fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, the desert knife god, the original madness in his heart was finally swept away, his eyes were red as blood, and he stood on his knees in a daze, and a touch of sadness that should not exist suddenly appeared in his heart: himself, to follow in the footsteps of the fierce gun, to die! (To be continued.) )