Su Changan's body jumped high. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From Beidi to Chang'an, from Chang'an to Xiliang.

In the past year or so, he has learned a lot.

Whether it's knife or swordsmanship.

But whenever he fights with someone, his favorite is this knife.

Falling from the sky, the flames are like fire, and the panic is like a tiger.

Like the man who changed his fate in the Northlands.

The only difference is that he has two knives. Therefore, this knife is no longer a chop, but a scissor.

From both sides, from top to bottom, diagonally towards the man's neck.

He didn't know the identity of the man in front of him, and he couldn't see through his cultivation.

If the man was standing in the void at this moment, if it weren't for the fact that he was wrapped in Qingluan's unconscious phoenix true body, Su Changan would prefer to believe that the man in front of him was an ordinary person with no cultivation.

But it was obvious that he was not, so Su Changan didn't dare to have the slightest intention of hiding his clumsiness, and he went all out as soon as he made a move.

His knife cut through the night quickly, and smoothly, and reached the man's neck.

It seems that Su Changan will be able to take off his head in the next second.

However, he was not happy about it.

The man was very calm, as if Su Changan's sharp blade did not exist.

And the more calm he is, the more he can explain the terrifying difference in cultivation between him and her.

The truth is just as Su Changan was worried about.

His knife stopped at the man's neck.

There was no resistance from any spiritual power, and there was no obstacle from any power that he did not know.

It's just that his knife stopped.

These two knives, one for nine difficulties and one for Xiahou blood.

They are all the most famous artifacts in the world.

Anything that sharpens iron like mud or blows off hair should be considered an insult if it is used to describe them.

But when these two knives looked at the man's neck firmly, they seemed to encounter the most insurmountable gap in the world, and it was difficult to make sense of proportion.

He couldn't break his flesh.

This was almost an answer that made Su Changan feel desperate.

The inability to break through the man's body means that even if the man does not fight back, dodge, or even use any spiritual power, Su Changan will not be able to hurt him in the slightest. In other words, Su Changan will never be able to defeat him.

Su Changan naturally realized this, and his face was instantly gloomy as if he could drip water.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the man's fingers gently tapped on Su Changan's knife body, but the inadvertent finger made Su Changan's body shake, as if he had been subjected to a thousand powers. He turned over with a swallow, and his body retreated a few feet.

"Do you know why I'm waiting for you to come over?" Before Su Changan could stand still, the man's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Su Changan looked at the man in front of him vigilantly with two knives in his hand, and did not answer his question. His face was gloomy, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, and the man's finger was extremely powerful, even if he retreated with strength, he still couldn't avoid the doom of the tiger's mouth cracking.

The man was not half angry because of this, he continued to take care of himself: "You are the descendant of Tianlan Academy, it stands to reason that I can't kill you." But I want that stuff in you. Saying this, the man paused, and seemed to fall into some kind of distress that Su Changan couldn't understand. "So, I needed a reason, and you stopped me from doing it, so you gave me that reason. ”

After that, as if untying some knot, a smile suddenly appeared on the man's cold face.

Such a strange self-talk was naturally a little unreasonable in Su Changan's eyes, but at the same time, he also knew very well that the thing in the man's mouth must be the blood of the true god.

At least in his opinion, the most valuable thing he had was this thing.

At that time, a strong killing intent finally emerged in the man's body.

Su Changan's heart tightened, and he wanted to set up a position to deal with it with all his might, but he had just activated his spiritual power. The next moment, the man's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and a touch of horror inevitably crept up his brow.

He thought he had seen many strong men.

In the north, Mo Tingyu and Wutong, in Tianlan Courtyard, Yuheng and Baigui, and on the official road of Chang'an City, Chu Xifeng and Xiahou Yuan.

In Su Chang'an's opinion, they are already a rare powerhouse in the world, and similarly, their speed is naturally very fast, so fast that Su Changan can't catch them. But, at least, he could feel the traces of their movement.

But the man in front of him was different, he didn't move at all. It's as if space doesn't exist in his eyes, and as long as he wants, he will appear wherever he wants.

Su Changan, who realized the danger, subconsciously raised the long knife in his hand and was about to slash.

Even if his knife can't hurt him at all, the trapped beast is still fighting, otherwise wouldn't it be inferior to a beast?

But obviously, the man didn't consider Su Changan's feelings at all, and before his knife was raised, the man's hand suddenly stretched out and tightly choked Su Changan's neck.

Then he lifted it high, and at that moment, Su Changan felt as if he had lost control of his body, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer give birth to half of his strength. He wanted to struggle, his meager strength could not even shake the man's body for half a minute.

This is almost a crushing gap in strength, and it is no longer something that can be changed by so-called skills, flaws, or beliefs.

"I can't bear to kill you after all. The man's hand was raised, but quickly lowered again. He shook his head as if deprecating himself: "It seems that some of the residual thoughts have not yet been cleared. ”

"But it doesn't matter, when I take out your divine blood, you who have fused with the divine blood will still die eventually, but the process may be much more painful. After the man said this, his other hand suddenly stretched out and went straight to Su Changan's lower abdomen.

And Su Changan's body also flashed at that time, and his hand reached in without hindrance.

Naturally, this would not be a particularly pleasant experience, the expression on Su Changan's face became a little hideous because of the pain, and a muffled snort came out of his mouth.

"Huh?" The man's hand paused for a moment after a moment of exploration, as if he was a little confused. "It seems that there is more to your body than divine blood. ”

"This is the Demon Clan's Phoenix Lingyan. ”

"This is the Star Spirit Inheritance of the Terrans. ”

"This is the blood of the true gods. ”

His hand moved again, pausing with each movement, and then the name of something came out of his mouth, and for some reason the look on his face became more and more moved, and his voice began to grow louder and louder.

"This is the power of the Star Monarch. ”

"It's... Dijiang Spirit!"

When he looked at Su Changan again, his face finally became shocked. As if falling into some kind of madness, he withdrew his hands and began a self-talk that made Su Changan extremely puzzled.

"The inheritance of the three clans of demons and barbarians, the blood of the true gods, and the power of the star monarch. Are you an immortal?"