It's too late, it's too soon.

From the time King Wanpeng got up and flew up, using the Feipeng 7749 style he created by blending the Seven Bird Palms, to Su Weiyun sprinkling lime powder and retreating quickly, in fact, it was all in a short moment.

Before Huanpeng and Fierce Peng could see clearly, King Wanpeng threw himself on the ground, covering his eyes and crying out in pain.

Su Weiyun "soared", swept up from the chair, and suddenly drew his sword.

The edge is exposed, and the sword is full of light!

The sword light mixed with the brilliant lights of the main hall, flickering and dazzling, it was as dazzling as fireworks.

Even Huanpeng and Fierce Peng were stunned by the white light that filled the hall.

Su Weiyun was in the air, and he shot three swords at King Wanpeng.

Wow!

And King Wanpeng suddenly turned over and stood up, swaying, standing on one foot, like a crane holding a fish on the water, attacking Su Weiyun in the air!

He is plotting in his body, and he still has the strength to attack!

King Wanpeng's right hand was pinched into a strange shape, condensing the power into one point, his body was reversed, and his wrist was attacked at a flexible and tricky angle, towards the Tiantu acupoint between Su Weiyun's throat!

Su Weiyun was not flustered, smiled slightly, and slashed at his wrist with a sword.

His first sword was originally intended to deal with the back hand of King Wanpeng.

King Wanpeng listened to the wind and quickly withdrew his hand.

Although he could no longer see, the movement of his legs was not slow, and he flew out of the four feet at once.

Call!

King Wanpeng's wide robe set off the wind, and the speed was extremely fast.

At this moment, Xi Peng and Fierce Peng were still nervously watching the battle situation, and with their knowledge, they still couldn't judge who had the upper hand.

It seems that although King Wanpeng has been plotted, but looking at his figure, his courage has not diminished, and the two feel that this battle is really difficult to say.

At this time, Su Weiyun's second sword had also been attacked.

The second sword is much more powerful than the first sword in terms of strength, speed, and the parts it attacks.

Crisp and swift, simple and powerful, almost dignified to cut off half of the Wanpeng King's body.

King Wanpeng frowned and listened carefully, and instantly rolled to the ground, looking quite embarrassed.

His figure seemed clumsy and ugly, like a little swallow that had not yet opened its wings and fluttered and fell.

But Su Weiyun knew that this was precisely the most direct and neat way to dodge.

In normal times, King Wanpeng would never use such an ugly move, but in the face of Su Weiyun, he really felt the danger of death, and he didn't dare to hide his strength anymore!

So under the gaze of Huanpeng and Fierce Peng, Su Weiyun stabbed out the third sword.

This sword is the last of the three swords.

Everyone can see that Su Weiyun's sword momentum is exhausted.

Therefore, as long as King Wanpeng waits to take this sword, he can fight back immediately!

The blade of the sword flies down.

Falling from the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

Surprisingly, this sword has no murderous aura, not even the slightest murderous aura.

Thirteen swords that kill people, how can there be no murderous spirit?

There was no murderous aura on the sword, and even Su Weiyun's face could not see any murderous intent.

Not only is there no murderous aura, but he is compassionate and compassionate, like a Buddha who saves people in fire and water, and purifies all beings in the world.

This scene made Huanpeng and Fierce Peng incomprehensible.

King Wanpeng also froze.

Most of his body was lying on the cold ground, staring blankly at the sword.

In his senses, the sword was not meant to kill him or kill his true spirit; But a willow branch stretched out from above the thirty-three days, to pull him out of the sea of suffering.

King Wanpeng turned to his delusion, and his face changed greatly, but he had no way to retreat at the moment.

He could only spread out his hands, as Peng Yi, his feet were together, as Peng Claws, his whole body carried the vast momentum of the Golden-winged Dapeng 90,000 miles, swaying upward, and crashing towards Su Weiyun!

This blow was already his most terrifying and final move.

He's going to fight to the death!

"Ugh."

A long sigh lingered in people's hearts.

It's like saying that I was going to save you, but I couldn't do anything about it.

And Su Weiyun except for a sigh, his whole body, arms and wrists, did not change a single inch of posture and movement from beginning to end.

Thirteen swords of death, the eighth type, hell of life.

Three into hell!

- It is rumored that King Jizo Bodhisattva went to hell three times, and when his disciples asked him why he kept going to hell, he said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" ”。

Three into hell, one sword is faster than the other, and one sword is sharper than the other.

This is the last sword, after this sword, the sword technique has been exhausted, Su Weiyun can't, and he can't use the sword again.

- After the third time the Jizo King Bodhisattva entered the hell, he stayed in the hell and was majestic and full of ghosts.

One peng, one sword is extremely fast.

King Wanpeng's body flew into the air quickly, and then quickly fell.

When he fell, there was still a sword stuck in his body, the Xiaoxiang Sword.

King Wanpeng closed his eyes and fell to the ground, muttering in his mouth.

"What's your name for this move?"

"Three into hell."

King Wanpeng said: "Okay...... Well, if this trick doesn't send me to hell, I'm going to send you to hell, and that's really a ...... name Very good! ”

Su Weiyun said, "Wrong." ”

King Wanpeng said: "Where...... Where is it wrong, I am Wanpeng King, how could I be wrong?! ”

There was a little madness in his words.

Su Weiyun sighed: "What this trick means is that you are already in hell, and I am going to pull you up, not send you to hell." ”

Su Weiyun withdrew the Xiaoxiang Sword and slowly spoke again.

"It's a pity that as soon as the sword move is made, you are already in hell. You're already dead, how can I save you? That's why I sigh. ”

King Wanpeng suddenly opened his eyes and laughed wildly: "Yes, no wonder you don't have the slightest murderous aura in this move, it turns out that you don't want to kill me, but to save me, and you can't save me." ”

"Hahaha, clever, clever! You are a hero, it is better to die in your hands than in the hands of Tu Dapeng! ”

Su Weiyun was silent.

Not only because of the king of Wanpeng, but also because of the ingenuity of the sword moves.

This move was the eighth form of the Thirteen Deadly Swords that he had just comprehended, and this style was indeed whimsical and ingenious.

Because the murderous aura of the Thirteen Swords is too heavy, it will inevitably hurt its owner and erode the sincerity of the person who uses the sword.

Therefore, the predecessors who created this killing sword technique came up with a way to make the sword move kill, but not to make the sword intent kill, to purify the killing intent and cleanse the soul.

It is that the king of Wanpeng will say "smart" twice, one is to praise the sword move, and the other is to admire the sword intent.

Su Weiyun suddenly turned his head and looked at the two of them.

Before he could speak, Huanpeng knelt on the ground and shouted: "Long live the helper, the helper is invincible!" ”

Fierce Peng looked at Xipeng and exclaimed, "You...... You ......"

Huan Peng said: "Can't you see that Lord Killing Peng is already the leader of our Feipeng Gang?" ”

Only then did the fierce Peng react, and then called "Lord Helper" repeatedly.

Su Weiyun shook his hand and said with a smile: "You really want me to be the leader of the Feipeng Gang?" ”

Huanpeng said decisively: "There is no other more suitable person besides you!" ”

Su Weiyun turned his back and slowly walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"Okay, then you quickly order a thousand taels of gold, a thousand taels of silver, a hundred pieces of silk, ten horses, and five famous swords and swords for the gang leader, and go out with me."

"Where to go?"

"Happy Forest!"