Chapter 20 I don't know the white bones in the world (Bashan night rain Gu Taoist ten thousand rewards and more)

Every step of the way.

It is not an exaggeration to use this word to describe Su Liu's state of mind at this time.

Seeing Long Yuan's formation thaumaturgical arrangement, it was much more profound than that of the Seven Star Heavenly Qi Tower.

Not to mention the understatement of ingesting these three dragon armors, once the iron-hearted dead soldiers under Su Liu's hands were brainwashed, they had long respected Su Liu like a god, and Mingyuexin was also a little impressed by Su Liu, but Su Liu was not arrogant at all, but moved forward step by step, becoming more and more cautious, and did not dare to be careless.

This Qimen Dunjia's technique, killing people without traces, can be said to be inferior to the use of poison to harm people in the depths, no matter how clever the use of poison is, it is only a conspiracy all the way, there must be signs of shooting, but this Qimen Dunjia is a miracle victory, invisibly, can make people trapped in it and have no way, worthy of the name of Yangmou.

Su Liu also learned the catechesis of easy numbers from Huang Yaoshi, and when it comes to talent, he is not under Huang Yaoshi, and he has even penetrated the changes in the Tiangang Beidou Great Array with one sword, and at this time he also has a rare feeling of nervousness in his heart, which is very rare.

Just because one step and three steps are taken, this cloud and chaos are all wonderful. Now it's not just this bit of difficulty, and getting these three majestic dragon armors is just one more point of chance. He also knew that there were still too many uncertainties ahead, and if he met the masters led by the prince of Qi Tianwang, he was afraid that there would be a reversal of the death match.

Su Liu walked towards the road ahead step by step, and at the same time, this suspected unfathomable underground saw the edge of the dragon abyss. There is also a black dress that is independent.

This man in black is slender and slender, with a deep and lofty temperament, and indifference is not in the world. It's just that there is a bronze door in front of her, and the door seems to be engraved with an unknown number of inscription runes, and under her feet is an ethereal white smoke cloud, with her black dress, the contrast is stark, but the ethereal atmosphere can't be hidden. It looks like a peerless independent Genting fairy.

"What is behind this bronze door, is it really where the Supreme True Pill is?"

She faced the closed bronze door. I just wanted to reach out to touch it, but I seemed to sense something, and suddenly withdrew my slender hand covered with thin black gauze gloves, and only smiled quietly. Suddenly, he sighed again. The head didn't reply, and said: "Why are there so many people who are not afraid of death, you can follow up all the way from the dragon gate, it's not easy to think about it, why are you still missing?" ”

In his tone, there was no hint of vigilance, more like ridicule. Teasing these people behind it is more like talking to a kitten or dog that is not dangerous.

"Tsk. Girl, you are not only the saint of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect, it seems that you are still a wonderful person, I don't know if you are interested in watching the flowers with Chi in the future, and the two of you walk side by side, which is definitely a great thing in the world. ”

A gentle voice sounded, a middle-aged handsome man walked out slowly from the white smoke and clouds, with a high crown and a jade belt, a sword hanging from his waist, his eyes flowing, and the indescribable ease of air made people sigh, thinking that when this person was young, I don't know how many cardamom girls dreamed of in their hearts.

But his gentle words did not get any response, and the handsome statue-like face was slightly embarrassed.

"Brother Chi, you are known as the name of falling flowers and protecting flowers, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you are an elegant person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade. But this demon girl also has some Taoism, and at the moment of major events, it is better to kill it?"

Behind the handsome middle-aged man, a person sneered, and his sackcloth fluttered, slowly coming out of the misty white smoke cloud.

The man in sackcloth regarded this woman in black as a dead person, stared at her, stretched out a finger, and pointed: "I, Ling Yiluo, have been in harmony for twenty-seven years since the innate Dacheng, killing hundreds of thousands of people, all of them are geniuses, and it is also an honor for you to die under my hands today." ”

For a cultivator like them, it is not difficult to break through this strange cloud and smoke miasma, it is just the length of time it takes.

It's just that if Su Liu heard Ling Yiluo's name, he would have looked at him a little more, so he was a half-leaf knife of Leaf Mountain~ guest.

Picking Leaf Mountain, just listening to this one name is enough to make people look up to him.

In the world, the sword master is noble, the sword master kills, the army uses more knife warriors, and those who mix the rivers and lakes are all worthy of a sword, so the swordsmen in the rivers and lakes are like carp crossing the river, and the famous masters who use the sword are also endless, in contrast, the peerless knife ~ guest is rare, the knife master kills, the swordsman with high swordsmanship to a certain realm has made people feel gentle when they kill, but the knife ~ guest here has never been gentle with people, saying that killing will kill, and if you want to cut it, you will cut it.

There are many knives in Leaf Mountain~ Guest, there are countless famous knives, but this is the most prestigious knife in Qidi in the past 20 years, and this is where it is.

It was the half-leaf blade in Ling Yiluo's hand called the half-leaf slash.

This half-leaf slash, the knife is strange, different from the usual knife, the red gold black iron casting, the body is like a half leaf, it is also very narrow, there are nearly four feet and nearly half, showing an ingenious semi-circular arc shape, especially the blade, thinner, such as the thinness of the cicada wings, so that people have no doubt that this knife can cut gold and jade, and a knife to cut off people's heads like probing and taking things.

"In this way, it depends on Brother Ling's methods."

The handsome and carefree middle-aged man held his sword and isolated himself, smiling playfully, but his eyes were staring at the back of the bumpy and delicate ~ body.

The evil fire is in his heart, and he wants to swallow this perfect delicate ~ body into his belly.

These two people didn't seem to take the holy daughter of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect to heart at all, but this half-leaf Mai knife~ guest didn't dare to slack off at all, and their steps were light, and they flew towards this beautiful back.

The footwork is like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and it is really not a loss of the legend of this leaf-picking mountain.

The white smoke cloud behind him rolled upside down, but the black clothes did not move, as if they were not there, as if they were only human beings.

But all the masters of the innate realm have arrogance in their hearts, this Huangquan Holy Maiden seems to behave like this, she directly treats him as nothing, Mai Knife~ Ke Ling Yiluo's eyes suddenly opened angrily, his eyes were like lightning flashes, and he shouted wildly: "Chop!" ”

Chop!

A knife suddenly rolled upside down, and even the white smoke cloud gave him a knife qi. Attached to it, the sword light in his hand seemed to turn into the shape of a flying leaf, fluttering. Directly circled the left and right backs of the Huangquan Holy Maiden, and thousands of sword qi covered her slender and wonderful body.

On the back side, which they couldn't see at all, the pointed and pretty ears of the Huangquan Holy Maiden moved, and a cold smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly bloomed, her body spun slightly, and she suddenly pulled out her feet, and her body seemed to be folded. In the next moment, there was a void, and he suddenly disappeared in the place where the thousands of swords were covered. appeared a few feet away, still secluded and independent, and said in his mouth: "Poor Nine Netherworld Ghosts, I don't know the white bones in the world." ”

"Stinky. How's my half-leaf mad knife!? ”

Half-leaf knife ~ Ke Ling Yiluo laughed wildly. This knife can force the holy women of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect not to dare to wipe its edge, which shows that his sword aura is so strong!

The footsteps do not stop, and the shadow can be born, and the progress is urgent again, and the half-leaf long knife in his hand is slashed and wiped out, and the knife chases again.

"This half-leaf knife that picks leaves without breaking its stems and does not hurt its roots~ Ke, it really lives up to its fame, and there are really some means!"

The falling flower swordsman fell late and stood with his sword in his arms. Watching coldly, he thought to himself: "If you talk about the methods of the Huangquan Sect Master. I'm still a little afraid of him, this delicate girl, no matter how arrogant her talent is, at most, she is only thirty or forty years of martial arts cultivation, and the void is annihilated, far less terrifying than the Huangquan Sect Master, how can it compare to my Red Clay Divine Sword? ”

"When she is about to die, I will strike again, kill the half-leaf mad knife with a sword, capture the woman in one go, and catch her as a female slave and keep it at home, tsk, the holy woman is a maid, I think it's excellent!"

This late fall flower road looks sanctimonious, it seems to be Sven, in fact, I don't know how many twists and turns inside, in a year, relying on his martial arts status, the bad virgin is afraid that there are not hundreds of people, and now looking at the posture of this Huangquan saintess is very different, but her mind moves, she can't hold it anymore, and her footsteps are also showing.

It is said that the two patriarchs of the founding school were infatuated and resentful, and after the two fell in love and broke up, no one refused to bow their heads and admit their mistakes, so they divided into two sides, each set up a faction, and then decided to divide the high and low, fight a deep and shallow, to see who loses first.

The two veins have been inherited to this day, and the generation that has been passed down to the late Luohua and Ling Yiluo is still in accordance with the ancestral teachings, or they don't interact much, and the feelings between each other are also very indifferent.

The action of falling flowers late, although it is a wonderful body mud step of falling flowers, the white smoke and clouds on the soles of his feet seem to give him a petal that has turned into dust, looking gentle and delicate, in fact, it is just an instant, and he can twist his waist and turn into more than ten zhang.

"Are you looking for death!"

This half-leaf knife ~ Ke was on guard against this, although he didn't look back, but in his ears, he had already heard the subtle sound behind him, if this swordsman went to the Huangquan Holy Maiden, it would be over there, both to meet the enemy, a knife to test the right talent, he already knew that the body of this Huangquan Holy Maiden was completely above him, and he slashed alone, although he had the confidence to go through it in one go, and killed the demon girl of the Huangquan Holy Sect outside three hundred moves, but after all, there were too many variables.

As soon as he thought of this, his body immediately followed the rotation, retracting the original knife momentum by a few points, and letting go.

The two of them had ghosts in their hearts, which was insignificant, but at this ingenious moment, the Huangquan Holy Maiden, who had never moved, suddenly moved.

Insurrection!

The black shadow danced wildly in the sky, and the slender body suddenly turned from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and the white smoke cloud was in the air, leaving only a long laugh like a sharp yin qi demon.

When the air was cold and dark, it seemed to completely cut the white smoke cloud in front of him and cut it in half!

"How is that possible?"

This half-leaf knife ~ guest, who is currently distracted independently, suddenly felt that the heaven and earth vitality in front of him was empty, which was the scene of being emptied, and then his neck was cold.

It's so cool!

The madness in his heart completely faded, and it turned into a panic that he had never felt before!

His right hand was still in the position of a knife, but his left hand touched his neck.

Warm!

It was the temperature of blood, and the blood mist splashed wildly, and a demonic ~ glamorous blood flower bloomed in the air.

"How is that possible!"

At this time, the thoughts in the heart of the Falling Flower Swordsman are the same as those of the half-leaf knife ~ Ke, how can a congenital master fall like this!

He felt a chill in his heart, and the incomparably cold Flower Clay Divine Sword in his hand had only stabbed into the back of the half-leaf knife~ Ke, and he could still further explode at speed, but he had already seen the blood flower!

Bloodflower mesmerized his eyes.

How did you do it at this time?

Therefore, the falling flower swordsman only had a little foot, drew his sword, and his body flew up five feet, and he jumped up from the top of this inexplicable half-leaf knife ~ Ke, and the clay sword stabbed the towering chest of the Huangquan Holy Maiden.

This person's posture and sword angle are all impeccable, almost perfect.

But this Huangquan Holy Maiden had a contemptuous look on her face, and sneered: "Thank you so much, it's not you who help me behind my back, where can I slash the void and send this waste into Huangquan." ”

This sentence can be said to be just right, and it is talking about the ghost in the heart of this fallen flower swordsman.

If it weren't for him, he secretly damaged the ghost fetus behind his back, would this half-leaf knife, who has been famous for many years~ Ke die so aggrieved?

"What does it matter to me whether this waste lives or dies?"

The falling flower swordsman sneered, and the flower mud sword cooperated with the flower mud step in the door, and used it suddenly, his body was like scattered petals in the wind, and he spun around, and in the white smoke and clouds, the ground suddenly lit up, it was sword light!

The sword shadows in the sky are staggered, first a little light flashed, and then this light bloomed countless sword shadows, the sword shadows of this road are strange and unusual, but they are not directly broken out to hurt the enemy, but also turned into petals in the air, like a little plum blossom, like a little peach blossom, and like a chrysanthemum ~ flower remnants, this is not exactly the same sword flower but surrounded, in short, this unprecedented bright sword ring will be directly from top to bottom, floating down, pressing towards the Huangquan Holy Maiden.

"Tsk!"

The Holy Maiden of Huangquan saw the sword ring in front of her, and smiled slightly, this hand is the ability of the swordsman of the falling flowers, called the flower clay sword, and it is also the essence of the swordsmanship of the falling flowers.

Ten thousand flowers fall, and the dust comes out in one go.

After the killing, he blew flowers like mud and turned around. This is the original idea of the Falling Flower Swordsman, and it is also an effective means for him to make a name for himself by walking the rivers and lakes.

At this time, it was about to disappoint him.

The Huangquan Sect Master's method of void annihilation does have his uniqueness, and in the past, Tang Youming relied on this strange and unpredictable cone finger and silent true qi to hurt Su Liu, who was not congenital.

At this time, this Huangquan Holy Maiden, her martial arts cultivation was obviously above the Tang Dynasty at that time, the garland was flourishing, fleeting, and had stopped at the three-foot place in front of her, and the green silk that was quietly scattered on her shoulders suddenly lifted to both sides.

The Holy Maiden of Huangquan looked cold, but in fact, her face was full of contempt, but she smiled coldly and said:

"Is this the only true means of the innate stream, then you will die today and die unjustly!"

The pair of slender jade-like hands covered with black veils were strangely crossed in front of their chests, and their fingers were curled.

The thumb and index finger of the right hand are pinched, and the other three fingers are like clasping strings!

The slender hand covered by the black veil on the left hand suddenly loosened, and it flicked to the ground, flashed, and was fleeting!

Void Slash!

PS: Thank you for the old Gu Wanhui, there was a burst of water this weekend, 10,000 words are the bottom, and there are all kinds of requests for recommended tickets and monthly passes

(To be continued.) )