Martial arts: 10,000 times return, start with apprentice Xiaolongnu

Chapter Ninety-Seven At the End of the Martial Path Who is the Peak, I saw Su Liu Dao empty!!

Yan Shuang’s eyebrows were pierced, and his eyes widened.

He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he could not say it, and he fell to the ground with his head up.

Killed on the spot.

Like the guy from Shangguan Fei, he was also blind.

At this point, the original arrogant and domineering money helped everyone.

All extinguished.

Look at the dead body.

Li Xunhuan inhaled a cool breath, his eyes were full of shock, and he muttered to himself

“Even if I do my best, I’m afraid it’s just that.”

“Brother Su is just a shocked policeman, and it is worthy of my more than thirty years of asceticism…”

Thinking of this, Li Xunhuan’s eyes darkened, he smiled bitterly, and sighed: “It is both our luck and our misfortune to be born in the same era as a figure like Brother Su…”

Li Xunhuan raised his wine glass, drank it all, and chanted loudly, “Who is the peak at the end of the martial arts?” At first sight, Su Liu Dao became empty! ”

Just a dozen words, but I could hear the excitement of the people present.

Countless eyes converged on the white-clad figure.

But when he saw that his face was cold, his eyes were as bright as jade, his temperament was like a cloud, and his clothes were fluttering, like an immortal in the sky, not stained with a wisp of dust.

Even if it is a cold and arrogant personality, the Oriental Jade that never puts the heroes of the world in the eyes is slightly confused in the beautiful eyes at the moment.

Weathered, unparalleled in the world!

Only these eight words can describe Su Liu.

And the sentence ‘Who is the peak at the end of the martial path, see Su Liu Dao become empty’.

After that, with the transmission of Su Liu’s deeds, it will forever circulate in the rivers and lakes and resound in every corner of the world’s martial forest.

No one knows, no one knows.

At this moment, some people in the crowd also discovered Su Liu’s identity by virtue of the poem that Li Xunhuan had just casually recited.

“See Su Liu Dao empty!?”

“Sulius. Mo Fei, this white-robed Daoist leader, was the first in the list of masters, the evil sword immortal Su Liu!!? ”

As soon as these words came out, among the Liu Mansion, the noise gathered,

“It’s this star!?” No wonder even the Money Gang was not afraid, after all, even the Daomen Leader Quanzhen Sect was folded in his hands…”

“The second in the list of masters at that time, and the first in the list of today’s masters, this can be regarded as a hilarious look!”

“But after all, the age difference between the two is a bit big, that money gang leader is already a master of the grand master level now!”

“Oh, Wang Chongyang is also a grand master, and he was defeated at the hands of this Su Sword Immortal?”

Opinions vary, and there is no consensus.

But whoever it was, there was no doubt.

This evil sword immortal who has been famous in recent days definitely has the strength to compete with the Money Gang!

At this moment, Su Liu shifted his gaze to Liu Zhengfeng, who was sluggish on the high platform, and smiled lightly: “Old Liu, what else are you doing?” ”

“Hurry up and complete the golden basin handwashing ceremony.”

Liu Zhengfeng woke up like a dream, and with great gratitude, he made a wave towards Su Liuchang.

“Thank you Su Jianxian for saving you!”

Immediately, he took a deep breath, couldn’t wait to get up, and headed towards the golden basin.

And just when Liu Zhengfeng rolled up his sleeves and was about to complete the ceremony.

The change is happening again.

A long, sharp whistle came quietly from the backyard.

“Liu Zhengfeng, and stop!”

Dozens of Songshan Sect disciples dressed in yellow robes emerged from the fish.

In the crowd, a yellow-robed man slowly stepped out.

“Brother Liu, don’t come unharmed.”

I saw that he was short and fat, with a round face and a smile, like a Buddha, but there was a frightening glow in his slightly squinted eyes.

Liu Zhengfeng recognized this person.

His name was Ri Lehou, and he was the disciple of Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan Sect, and ranked fourth among the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan.

The Jianghu people call it the ‘Great Yin and Yang Hand’, and its palm technique is majestic and exquisite, the palm power is one yin and one yang, the power is extremely great, and the list of masters ranks forty-one.

Next to Le Hou, several figures also walked out.

They are “Great Song Yang Hand Fei Bin”, “Crane Hand” Lu Bai, and “Nine-Curve Sword” Zhong Zhen each recognizes one person.

Liu Zhengfeng was one in his heart.

And after seeing the man at the end of the crowd, who was as tall as an iron tower.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit and his face turned white in an instant, and he smiled bitterly: “The thirteenth Taibao of Song Mountain has come to a full six even Ding Master Brothers, liu mou he de how can,…”

Brother Ding in Liu Zhengfeng’s mouth is the head of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, and the Jianghu people call Ding Mian of the Tota hand.

This is a real house victim.

In the Songshan Sect, Ding Mian’s martial arts were second only to Zuo Lengchan, and he had the strength of the Peak Level of the Grandmaster, and was the first of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect, and could be called the second leader of the Songshan Sect, ranking twenty-eighth in the list of Grandmasters.

The head of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan was wearing a brocade robe today, tall, tall, tall, with indifferent eyes, as powerful as the legendary King Tota, and was looking at Liu Zhengfeng condescendingly, coldly saying: “Liu Zhengfeng, what am I waiting for today’s door for, you should have a number in your own heart!” ”

Liu Zhengfeng looked pale, gritted his teeth, and retorted: “Although Liu Mou’s life is not bright and upright, at least he is not ashamed, I don’t know why you brothers and masters are so aggressive?” ”

Hearing this, Ding Mian sneered, his eyes were deep, and he disdainfully said: “Good, very good!” ”

“Good questioning heart, Liu Zhengfeng, I ask you, are you also unashamed about your friendship with the Demon Sect thief?”

As soon as these words came out, it was like throwing a boulder into the calm water, and suddenly set off a terrifying wave.

“What!?”

“Liu Zhengfeng him. He befriends the Demon Sect Thief!!? ”

“Impossible, how is this possible!?”

“Yes! Brother Liu is the leader of our righteous path, the man of the Five Peaks Sword Sect! ”

“How could he possibly collude with the Demon Sect Thief, it must be the song mountain sect’s people who made a mistake!”

On the other side.

As soon as he heard the word Demon Sect, Dongfang Yu embroidered his eyebrows and sneered, “This group of wastes of the Songshan Sect, if you want to find trouble, you will find trouble, why bother to tear the banner of my Sun Moon God Sect, a group of hypocrites who are standing up again.” ”

Su Liu, who was beside him, shook the wine glass in his hand and smiled, “Don’t you understand?” This is called both being a watch and building a torii. ”

“Zuo Leng Zen this man saw Xiao Li and forgot his righteousness… Do big things and spare yourself, not to mention the tyrants, not even the bears. ”

Dongfang Yubai glanced at Su Liu and smiled, “Oh? Is that right? ”

“Even Zuo Leng Zen doesn’t pay attention to it, and Su Daochang’s vision is really very high.”

“Then I would like to ask, today, I don’t know which character is a hero in your heart?”

Su Liu took a sip of the wine in the cup, looked at the body of Dongfang Yu, and seemed to smile and said, “Others don’t know the poor way, but I sit opposite this, but the unparalleled female Haojie in the world can naturally be called a hero.” ”

The invisible sister is the most deadly.

After hearing Su Liu’s words, Dongfang Yu’s face blushed slightly, and he snorted softly, don’t go overboard.

And on the high platform.

The atmosphere grew more and more tense.

Liu Zhengfeng’s face was pale, standing still, cold sweat constantly dripping from his head.

Just now, the attack of the Money Gang was overthrown by Su Jianxian with a thunderous momentum.

His secret was preserved.

But now, I’m afraid it’s not as good luck as it was just now.

Liu Zhengfeng sighed lightly and said bitterly: “Liu Zhengfeng is willing to swear to heaven, I have never done a thing in my life that is sorry for the right way of the rivers and lakes, Brother Ding, do you believe it or not?” ”

Ding Mian sneered and said darkly, “Oh, is it?” How do you explain the secret collusion between demon sect elder Qu Yang and you? ”

After hearing the word ‘Qu Yang’, Liu Zhengfeng was instantly struck by lightning, and the whole person froze in place.

Finished.

They all knew.

When Ding Mian saw this, he sneered and loudly announced the collusion between Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang in front of everyone.

“Liu Zhengfeng, you and that.”

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lehou on the side.

“Brother Tintin!!!”

Ding Mian’s eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Lehou with a dissatisfied face, but he only saw that Lehou beside him seemed to be alive.

Not only was his face as pale as paper, but his forehead was shaking, and he couldn’t even speak clearly.

“Look at!!!”

“Then that’s… Money Gang People!!? ”

Hearing this, Ding Mian was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Le Hou’s fingers.

I saw that in the open space not far away, there was a charred corpse lying across.

The scene was extremely tragic.

The only two corpses that remained intact were wearing the costumes of the Money Gang, and what Ding Mian did not expect in his dreams was that he knew both corpses.

One is the ‘flying gun’ swallow frost flying.

The other one is the only son of Shangguan Jinhong, the only son of Shangguan Jinhong, and the disciple that his master brother has just accepted, Shangguan Fei.

Ding Mian’s eyes widened suddenly, and he only felt that his scalp was tingling and his mouth was dry.

“Damn ———”

“Here in the end… What happened?! ”

Not so long ago.

They Songshan Sect and the people of the Money Gang had just separated.

The two parties agreed.

Qian helped the group to go forward to prevent Liu Zhengfeng from washing his hands.

The Songshan side went to capture Liu Zhengfeng’s family members to ensure that nothing was lost.

How come after a while of kung fu is gone, the money gang will be destroyed!!?

Ding Mian has been in the jianghu for more than 20 years.

During this time, I had experienced countless bloody rains and winds, but I had never experienced such a strange situation.

At this moment, he only felt that his hair was tingling, and a chill rushed straight into Tianling Gai, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

“Impossible!”

“It’s absolutely impossible!”

Immediately, Ding Mian seemed to think of something, suddenly turned his head, looked at Liu Zhengfeng in a sharp voice, and said sharply: “Who!? ”

“Who the hell, the man who killed the Money Gang!!?”

Liu Zhengfeng was silent at first, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

“Hahaha, it turns out that you Tota hand Ding Mian, there will be times when you are afraid!”

“Bastard, you’re looking for death.”

Ding Mian was furious and raised his hand to slap it, trying to break Liu Zhengfeng’s arm at this moment.

An impatient grumble suddenly rang out.

“Why are there so many flies today, and it is not quiet to have a drink.”

Along with this sound, it sounded.

There was also a sharp cracking sound.

“Not good!”

Ding Mian’s heart was cold, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm, grabbed it into a round melon, and blocked it in the direction of the strong wind.

He was extremely confident in his hands.

There are all kinds of dark weapons in the world, and there are very few who can break his pair of Tota hands.

This time, however, Ding Mian miscalculated.

Bell ~

With a movement that sounded like a clash of gold and iron.

Ding Mian only felt a pain in his palm.

A thunderclap of power erupted from above that small dark weapon, which not only made his palms tingle, but even his bones seemed to be shaking his forehead.

“Ah!!!”

Ding Mian clenched his teeth, did not dare to hold it up again, hurriedly shouted angrily, the true qi in his palm flowed, and had to show the signature stunt Tota Hand.

This barely defused that terrible force.

But even so, he still couldn’t help but snort, his face was a little red, and his body involuntarily took a few steps backwards, making several deep footprints on the ground.

When LeHou and the others on the side saw the situation, they couldn’t help but be shocked, and hurried forward and asked, “Brother Ding, are you okay?” ”

Ding Mian shook his head, took a deep breath, raised his hand to look, and couldn’t help but exhale.

“What!?”

In his palm, it was just a spiced peanut.

It turned out that the strong wind that had just broken through the air was not a dark weapon, just a small peanut rice.

But it was such a grain of peanut rice that not only carried Ding Mian’s palm strength enough to open the stone, there was no sign of any front crack, but also shocked his palm tingle, and the bones were almost cracked.

It is conceivable how terrible the strength of the person behind this person should be.

“Who the hell is that…”

Ding Mian swallowed a mouthful of spit and looked up with difficulty.

I saw that next to the bamboo forest, a white-clad Daoist was lazily leaning on a bamboo chair eating peanuts, and there was a green-shirted girl next to him fanning a fan.

This would have been a warm and leisurely picture.

However, in the eyes of the Songshan Sect, it seemed extremely strange and unpredictable.

Ding Mian’s face was heavy, his eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, “Who is your excellency?” ”

Su Liu laughed as he ate the peanuts, “Poor Dao is just a poor Taoist who comes to beg for wine.” ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu and the others who knew his roots couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of their mouths, only to feel speechless.

This guy who could casually take out the Earth Rank Elixir and send it to people at the Heavenly Order actually claimed to be a poor Daoist.

So what are they?

Poor ghost?

At this moment, Ding Mian’s eyes narrowed slightly, staring dead at Su Liu.

My heart is constantly calculating.

This young Daoist was a master of which discipline and which sect.

However, he couldn’t figure out which sect in the jianghu would actually appear such a young Daoist master.

Ding Mian took a deep breath to keep calm.

His face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he whispered, “I would like to advise your excellency not to be nosy.” ”

Hearing this, the corners of Su Liu’s mouth drew a faint degree, and he smiled lightly: “What you said makes sense, and the poor Dao actually does not like to be nosy.” ”

“It’s just that today, Grandpa Dao, I rarely had a drink with my friends here, and a few flies had to disturb my purity and upset me.”

“You say, how should I dispose of these annoying flies?”

During the conversation, Su Liu’s gaze became deep and dark, as if it had turned into two eyes of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Spring, which contained enough chill to freeze all things, and said to himself: “If I want to say, it is better to slap it to death.” ”