The knife in Su Hanshan's hand was used by Su Tieyi when he was young and went out, and it was not a magic weapon, but it obviously took a lot of effort to build it, and it was sealed for more than ten years, and there was no sign of rust.

The whole knife is about four feet long, the handle is flat, about one foot long, and it is wrapped with black string, which is excellent to hold in the hand, and it is easy to control the direction of the blade.

The gauntlet of the knife is carved into the shape of a beast's head, and some of it looks like a unicorn opening its mouth, and the blade extends forward from the unicorn's angry mouth.

The blade of the knife is about two inches wide, the back of the knife is about half an inch thick, and there are slender blood grooves on both sides.

The whole knife is basically pure black, cold and deep, only the position of the blade, grinding out the silver and bright steel color, the cold is dazzling, and the sharpness is very sharp.

With the speed and momentum of Su Hanshan's body just now, it is not surprising that with such a big knife, he slashed it down, and the knife qi broke the two-zhang thick wooden table.

Zhuo Qiye grabbed this table from the side, even if the table top was split in half, the half he was holding in his hand would continue to crash into the swordsman.

However, after this knife was chopped down, it was not like a bamboo, but it suddenly stopped the moment the blade touched the wood.

Click!!

The momentum of the long table collision also stopped suddenly.

Dozens or hundreds of cracks suddenly spread out from that point, like a big tree that grew in an instant, with thousands of slender branches, running vertically and horizontally, and growing savagely, all over the entire tabletop.

Zhuo Qiye also felt that his fingers were shaken, and the entire table exploded.

The broken wood, the big one was no bigger than a human face, and the small one was no bigger than a fist, all of them burst out, like a landslide turbulent, and blasted towards Tan Ying, the mad lion sitting in the north.

There were also a few pieces of wood that collapsed towards Zhuo Qiye, and with a wave of his one hand, they all smashed open.

But just as his hand swept a fan-shaped area in front of his face, and the old strength was exhausted, the tip of the knife was a little cold, and it had already taken the flaw straight to his throat.

Zhuo Qiye retreated suddenly, and his other hand wanted to slap the blade of the knife from the side, but the other party seemed to have predicted his movements, and the blade turned to the side when there was no room for it.

"Ah!!h

Screams out, blood splattered.

Zhuo Qiye smashed his wrist on the blade of the knife, and one hand was broken at the wrist.

He was already a little drunk, and even if he had the internal strength to practice the external skills and the twenty-three turns of the Qi Sea, he would inevitably be a little sluggish.

Now the pain of the severed hand stimulated him to open his pores all over his body, squeezed out beads of sweat, and the rich smell of wine emanated from his body, his eyes showed a fierce light, he roared, and stomped on the ground.

The reason why this wooden house is the most magnificent of the five wooden houses is not only because it is the tallest and largest, but also because the other wooden houses are still mud floors.

And this wooden house, with long planks on the ground, is very compact, isolating moisture, and stepping on it is very gentle and comfortable.

But now Zhuo Qiye stepped on it, and directly broke the long wooden board that he had landed.

One end of the break was at his own feet, and the other end was at the foot of Suhan Mountain.

When the soles of his feet sank and pushed forward, the entire wooden board was warped, and the sharp wooden thorns at the fracture directly stabbed Su Hanshan's calf.

At the same time, the three-clawed divine eagle hanging on the beam of the house was also shocked that Zhuo Qiye had suffered a big loss in a single look, and knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately hunched over and flicked it from the air to Su Hanshan.

The three-clawed condor's fluttering momentum shrouded a two-foot radius.

It means that when he pounces, any place within the two zhang below may be the target of his full blow, which can ensure that when the attack reaches that point, it is precisely the moment when his movements accelerate to the highest and exert the most violent force.

If Su Hanshan wielded a knife to cut the plank, it would be very unwise, but if he dodged anywhere on the left and right, he would face a pounce from the three-clawed divine eagle when he was not stable.

The most likely option is to jump upwards and hedge with the three-clawed Condor.

But in that case, there will also be an empty door between Su Hanshan's chest and abdomen.

Zhuo Qiye's brain, which was stimulated by severe pain, seemed to be extraordinarily bright, and he had already thought of this series of changes, and was ready to seize the empty door at that moment and smash Su Hanshan's ribs and heart and lungs with one head.

But no one could have imagined that at this time, Su Hanshan suddenly knelt forward with his left leg, and the plank that should have stabbed his calf was directly pressed back to the ground by his knee, and his body turned forward, and the blade flashed instantly.

Zhuo Qiye's two legs were broken from the thighs, because the back of the knife was too thick, so the upper and lower parts of his body were affected, and they were inclined along the knife mark and the direction that the knife swept.

At this time, the blood had not had time to gush out, and Zhuo Qiye, whose upper body was leaning in the air, was still at a loss on his face.

Su Hanshan's blade flipped and put it on his back, and the claws of the three-clawed condor, almost at the same time, had already reached his back and slapped on the blade.

The first claw was blocked by the blade, and the second claw arrived, but the blade was turned over, and the blade was outward.

The hunchbacked old man's second claw hurriedly changed direction and hit the back of Su Hanshan's head.

saw that Su Hanshan's palm released the handle of the knife, and the heavy big knife seemed to be hanging in the air, sticking to his back, and Su Hanshan's body, with this big knife as the axis, turned half a circle to the right.

He didn't stand up straight with his legs, he kept close to kneeling, only his left leg was slightly extended, and at the same time he turned around, his right forearm was raised, and he opened the hunchbacked old man's second paw, and slapped his left palm against the hunchbacked old man's face.

The hunchbacked old man reacted quickly, and his other hand blocked it in time, but because the two were too close at this moment, the change was too hasty, and after his hand blocked Su Hanshan's left palm, the back of his hand still smashed on his face, and he turned out with a muffled snort.

Bang, bang, poof! While! Click!

Zhuo Qiye's broken body fell to the ground, blood spurted, and the pain entered his brain, causing him to twitch his cheeks directly, and he passed out, without even screaming.

The thick broadsword, the tip of which touches the ground, will not fall.

After the hunchbacked old man turned out, his feet fell to the ground, and with a clicking sound, he took two steps back in a row, and shed two lines of nosebleeds.

These voices actually sounded almost at the same time.

At this time, Tan Yingcai got the broadsword he was leaning against the corner of the wall after knocking down those wood fragments with his palm.

The brass sword, the body of the sword is golden, as bright as gold, and it is reflected on Tan Ying's face, which is his favorite luster in his life, but it can't make his expression relax at all.

This nickname "Crazy Lion", when he robbed the house, he was also very wild, and he was a flamboyant person, but now his face was tense like a wooden man, a stone man, an iron man, in short, not like a living person.

He himself and the hunchbacked old man were both masters of the Qi Sea many years ago, although their internal strength did not grow much later, but they also relied on time to grind to the level of twenty-seven or eight turns of the Qi Sea Realm, and they also practiced their own stunts, experienced in a hundred battles, and were accustomed to life and death.

The real combat power of bandit leaders like them is absolutely not the same as that of those pampered and dedicated to cultivating internal strength.

Although Zhuo Qiye's internal strength is weaker, he has worked hard to practice his muscles and bones, and the cooperation between horizontal kung fu and internal strength is enough for him to not be inferior to Tan Ying in a short period of time.

But in the blink of an eye just now, this person who broke into their cottage had already slaughtered Zhuo Qi, injured the Condor, and startled him, a wild lion.

When!

The big knife completely fell to the ground behind Su Hanshan, and he maintained a half-kneeling posture, his left hand touching the ground, his right hand hanging in the air, facing Tan Ying sideways, and also sideways facing the three-clawed condor.

He didn't dare to turn his head, and only relied on the movement of his eyes to observe the opponent in both directions.

Tan Ying and the hunchbacked old man quickly realized this, and the two exchanged glances, and their footsteps moved to the side.

Outside this hall of righteousness, the swords and soldiers in the cottage collided, and the sound of fighting and shouting became more and more intense, and in the distance, it seemed that the sound of the waterfall and the sound of the wind blowing the mountains and forests could be heard.

But in this hall, the atmosphere is extremely quiet and oppressive.

When Tan Ying and the hunchbacked old man's footsteps moved, they didn't make a sound, and their movements were deliberately slowed down to prevent flaws from being exposed.

After seeing this black-clothed man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a cold appearance, and tendrils like iron, and such a fierce fighting style just now, now the two of them dare not be careless, and they are not even willing to speak, wasting their energy.

However, there is an advantage in fighting two against one.

As long as the two of them move to the blind corner of the black-clothed man's sight, the black-clothed man will inevitably need to turn his head and turn around.

At that time, it was not the two of them who showed the flaws, but this black-clothed swordsman.

Su Hanshan didn't wait for them to move completely into the dead corner, he had already moved, and his right hand suddenly leaned back, wanting to grab his knife.

This action made him almost completely turn his back on Tan Ying.

The three-clawed condor and the bronze sword mad lion, their eyelids rolled, and a similar essence appeared in their pupils, almost killing them at the same time!