Liu Tugou almost wanted to cry without tears, and the little lady surnamed Murong had only been in peace for a few days, so why did she remember to eat or not?

Tsing Yi Pei Dongting is a genuine inspiration primary, a rare heavy sword on the rivers and lakes does not kill people with a sharp edge, nor does it win with a sword move, and clearly tells the second master with a dignified and powerful smash that the great swordsman of the West Lake Sword Palace is to overwhelm people with force, that is, to bully you with a low realm.

Facing the top giant sword, the second master grinned, did not dodge or dodge, and rubbed his body with his sword.

He dared to guarantee that the moment the giant sword smashed his own head, the slaughter would definitely pierce the other party's heart.

As early as when he was sick in Tiger Mountain, Ishihara taught Liu Tugou a bloody lesson, and when his strength is not as good as that of others, if he still doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, it will be really tired and crooked.

However, if you can't block hard, it doesn't mean that you can't fight hard, if you always know the difficulties and retreat, to borrow the words of Miss Murong, the second master can't reach the wow.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Pei Dongting's eyes, and the young swordsman in front of him reminded him of a person, a terrifying swordsman who was also young and not afraid of death.

He seemed to see the blood-colored arc that made him unforgettable again, and the giant sword in his hand, which was three times as wide as an ordinary sword, did not hesitate at all, and slammed into a sweep, striking hard at the excessively short blade in the young swordsman's hand.

Not every young monk is called Wu Ersan, where are there so many wizards who cross the border to kill people?

The young swordsman's eyes were red, he had a ferocious bloody nature that was eye-catching, but he did not have a cultivation realm that could nourish this bloody nature, and the whole person was instantly swept away.

It's just that it wasn't as far away as Pei Dongting expected, and at the last moment, the short knife that was so tough that it didn't speak came over with a soft energy, and the young swordsman rose into the sky at a very fast speed, which not only made the abacus of the yellow-clothed swordsmen wait for the rabbit to fail, but also temporarily avoided the desperate pursuit of the Tsing Yi Great Swordsman.

Pei Dongting stood quietly in place, looking up, the lead clouds on the canopy were hanging low, and the fine snowflakes were briefly rushed away by the young swordsman and then closed again.

The placket of the young man who was still flying upwards was dyed a striking scarlet, but his eyes were still unruly, looking down coldly.

No matter what the situation, the slaughtering knife that never left his hand pointed down obliquely, and the blade gradually mottled with blood marks from the handle to the tip of the knife, without dazzling light, but exuded a dangerous aura that no one could ignore.

Murong Chunxiao's white fox cloak and purple skirt confronted a group of yellow-clothed swordsmen from afar.

Her beautiful eyes stared into the air, staring closely at the figure that had begun to fall and the ordinary but strange short knife.

Liu Tugou once said that the pig-killing knife that he relied on to make a living since he was a child was slaughtered.

Pei Dongting's eyes were calm, and the giant sword was held upside down, because he was burly, he did not wear an elegant taste in a green coat, but it was like a towering green rock lying alone on the top of a mountain.

The white bird fell into the blue rock, and the next moment it was about to break its wings and neck.

Liu Tugou took a deep breath and said in his heart: "Big brother, you have to bless your little brother, my death is a small matter, and the loss of the face of Sick Tiger Mountain is a big matter, and you will not look good at that time, right?"

In the eyes of the swordsmen in yellow, Liu Tugou's temperament changed dramatically in an instant, and a ferocious aura came to his face.

Murong Chunxiao and Pei Dongting, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt it even more, in the eyes of the two grandmasters, a colorful tiger suddenly appeared in the void above Liu Tugou's head, shaking his head and tail, and roaring fiercely.

The tiger's claw is pressed downward, coinciding with the blade.

The tiger moved from the wind, and all the snowflakes that were scattered randomly around him accelerated down in the direction of the blade, and smashed down on Pei Dongting.

Grandmaster Weather?

A trace of doubt arose in Pei Dongting's heart, and the elder in Tsing Yi, who died on the bank of the Ningqing River, didn't have time to describe to him the red light above Wu Ersan's head, so even if he had witnessed the sharp sword light spawned by the white-clothed sword demon, he didn't dare to imagine that someone could be as mindful as a Dacheng Grandmaster in the Qi Refining Realm.

It's really so easy, what do you do with the division of realms?

However, if the second master faces this problem, he may take it for granted. After all, the old fox made it clear early on that the division of the realm is different, who stipulates that it can't find another way?

It's a pity that Liu Tugou didn't notice the vision above his head, he seemed to be completely forgetful, but in fact, all his mind was on the heart knife that was up and down in the sea of qi.

He firmly remembered the scene when he fought with Yuan Jie, so naturally it was impossible to make the same mistake again.

Urging the sick tiger to press the claw with the heart knife will never treat people again, right?

It's just that although the cultivation of the Qi Realm can be used for luck in the body and even the blade, he has never tried to transfer the heart knife as a whole to the real slaughter knife while maintaining the body.

After trying between life and death, Liu Tugou realized that he was taking it for granted.

The heart knife composed of light and fluttering aura was extremely heavy, and it refused to move its nest.

At this moment, he didn't have the time to fight his heart, and Liu Tugou decided to make a desperate bet in a blink of an eye. He immediately stopped his visualization, which had almost turned into an instinct, and reduced his heart knife to a sharp sword qi.

After another attempt, although the process was extremely painful, fortunately, the knife qi finally flowed smoothly into the meridians.

There was a violent feeling of emptiness in the sea of qi, which made Liu Tugou feel depressed and want to vomit blood.

All the sword qi that came into the slaughter was once again gathered and formed under the command of Liu Tugou's mind, and the consumption of the mind in such a visualization was more than ten times, and Liu Tugou's eyebrows and heart were bloody.

The peculiar and mottled light of the knife adhered to the body of the knife, and the slaughtering knife visibly became larger with the naked eye, like a blood-stained scabbard, and it was no longer as bright as before.

Although it was dim, it was still a sword light.

Although it can only be separated from the blade by a little distance, it is still a sword light.

Liu Tugou has learned everything in this knife.

Pei Dongting suddenly found that he had somehow fallen into a situation very similar to that of Elder Tsing Yi on the bank of the Ningqing River.

If you are not careful, you will die.

However...... Seek the way with a sword, and die without regrets!

What is the name of the sword? King Qin is brave!

Pei Dongting slowly raised his sword, as if the sword in his hand was heavier than Mount Tai.

The king of Qin rode a tiger to the eight extremes, and the sword illuminated the sky and the sky was blue! This sword has the power of a king, so it is crowned with the honorific title of the ancient king.

The sword light is invisible, and there is no momentum, but in Liu Tugou's eyes, it is like a strange peak protruding, and the heavenly pillar supports the dome!

The snowflakes that fell on Pei Dongting's head were empty, all attached to the eye-catching huge sword.

The lonely light shines on itself, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow!

In Murong Chunxiao's opinion, the confrontation between the two was really dangerous.

Liu Tugou has a bloody sword light and a tiger atmosphere, and he strikes with a thunderous blow. Pei Dongting is introverted, leading but not triggering, bringing people a great sense of crisis.

She couldn't see the Heavenly Pillar Peak in Liu Tugou's eyes, but she clearly felt that just because of this abrupt Optimus Sword, Pei Dongting's momentum was faintly higher than Liu Tugou's.

She subconsciously held her breath, and the knuckles holding the hosta flying sword had turned white.

Is it the king of Qin who finally subdued the tiger, or the tiger who stepped on the mountain and the pillar of heaven?