He used his internal strength to bundle his voice into a line and directly into Su Liu's ears, and the others naturally didn't know anything about it, so he only glanced at it slightly, and excitedly focused his attention on the smoke valley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cracking god monarch in the valley of smoke is the goal in everyone's hearts.

Su Liu and Zhuo Wangsun were like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and disappeared into the crowd side by side.

"Brother Su, I didn't see it at that time, it's a pity, I only know today that Brother Su's cultivation is amazing, and he is really a dragon among people, it seems that he has been suppressing his strength in the past."

Zhuo Wangsun pretended to be indifferent, but in fact, he glanced invisibly at the drop of red blood that came out of the tip of his index finger, the blood beads were sucked into his fingertips, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a trace of solemnity could be seen on his face, the person who could take his bloodless divine blood sword, except for the great masters who cultivated to the heavens in the heavenly list, there would definitely be no more to find a few, and Su Liu was one of them.

What's more, Su Liu's unknown sword qi shot out, although it was only for a moment, it already made him feel the threat to his life.

The two of them were dozens of feet away from everyone, but they still paid close attention to the movement in the smoke valley, at this time, the smoke in the smoke valley turned from thick to light, and on the top of the mountain, the six sedan chair drivers who were not to be underestimated stood in six directions, and pressed one hand on the whip on the waist.

The heavy iron sedan chair that was originally carried on the shoulders was placed on the ground, but on another rosewood sleeping fairy chair sat a person who described himself as powerful and strong, this person was of course the Cracking God Monarch.

Su Liu glanced in the direction of cracking the Divine Monarch, and concluded that the way of cracking the Divine Monarch's fortune was extremely strange.

He just lazily leaned back on the sleeping fairy chair, tilted his chin slightly, pointed at his dantian with one hand, and pointed at his mud pill palace with the other.

The smoke in this smoke valley actually poured into the countless acupoints on the Divine Monarch's body.

"After the Cracking God Monarch defeated the Master of Delusion, he sat on the rosewood sleeping fairy chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, presumably because the battle was very lacking, but the location of the decisive battle between the two was here, and it seems that there is another mystery..."

Su Liu and Zhuo Wangsun looked sideways, but their hearts suddenly moved, and they dived out a wisp of qi to capture the strange smoke in the smoke valley.

Zhuo Wang Sun stood beside him and said calmly: "Defeating the Delusional Holy Monk of the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, it seems that the Divine Monarch has also suffered a lot, and he has not adjusted his qi until now." ”

He glanced at the top of the Smoke Valley, his chin straightened and straight, and there was an air of solitary arrogance.

This kind of situation is similar to the two peaks of the wild water in the past, but when Zhuo Wangsun and the Daojun of the Huangquan Esoteric Sect stood side by side to calculate Suliu, and today the Huangquan Daojun was replaced by Suliu, and the two looked at each other to crack the Shenjun, and they also had their own thoughts in their hearts.

"Even if it is in this state, Yu Crack must not be underestimated..."

At this time, the cracking of the Divine Monarch can be said to be the weakest moment in decades, but Su Liu himself is also injured, and there is no possibility of making a move at this time, just watching the good show in the mouth of Zhuo Wang Sun, and he also said calmly at the moment: "Brother Zhuo is eloquent, it is better to be famous than to meet, and the bloodless god and blood sword intent has found another way, I am afraid that among the swordsmen in the world, I can also be among the top five." ”

"Brother Su's swordsmanship attainments are also unexpected, he can condense the vital veins around his body into infinite sword qi, which can be obtained in the world. At present, Brother Su must also know about the Taijing Rebellion, it is rumored that the Holy Emperor was assassinated and died, and the government and the opposition were shaken, I don't know what Brother Su thinks is the general trend of the world now? ”

Zhuo Wangsun stood with his sleeves brushed.

The rivers and lakes of the government and the opposition, the families and sects, have always been a strange relationship that is both independent and interconnected.

Su Liu said quietly: "The Eastern Chu Dragon Court has collapsed, the prince's control over the rivers and lakes of the court has been greatly weakened, the seven kings are in power, and the grandmasters are rising, so there may not be no other ideas, it seems that the trend of competing for the throne is inevitable, but..."

This is just Zhuo Wangsun tilted his head slightly and asked, "But... So what? ”

"But the things that Su pursues are not here, what does the world's major events have to do with me."

What he said seemed to have nothing to do with him, Zhuo Wangsun sighed lightly when he heard it: "Brother Su is really not a layman, but people in the rivers and lakes cannot be detached, and things in the world cannot be as good as they should be, if you don't look for trouble, sometimes trouble will come to your door." ”

"Look at those vulgar people, who have been chasing all their lives, and I don't know what they are for, and if they are lucky enough to get some opportunities, they can't make a big deal."

Zhuo Wangsun firmly believed in his mouth, how much was true, Su Liu was not sure, just followed his gaze, looked at the people who were looking up in front of the two of them, these people can follow here, not all of them are simple people, among them there are also a few hidden life penance masters of the Cave Xuan Realm, but Su Liu knows that these people are only afraid of being like ants in the eyes of Zhuo Wangsun.

This person's heart is so deep that even Su Liu can't fathom it, and his instinctive feeling is that this person is both pure and indescribably complex.

"Brother Su, do you know the masters in this heavenly list?"

Zhuo Wangsun suddenly asked such an inconsequential sentence, Su Liu said lightly: "Everyone in the world knows that Xuanhuang is the only one in the heavenly list, and the remaining thirty-five Li Taijing don't know how many fell in the first battle, and today I am afraid that there will be one less." ”

"In the Taijing Rebellion, the Dragon and Tiger Daomen and the Northern Dao have folded several great masters of the Heavenly List, and Mr. Ben Gebu also died and broke his sword, but these few who died are all characters in the middle and lower reaches of the Heavenly List."

"On the heavenly list, except for Xuanhuang Daozun, who is undisputedly at the top of the list, Huangquan Sect Master Jiang Qingdi and Wuzhong Old Sword God can be regarded as the most uncontroversial candidates for the top three."

Su Liu listened carefully, and although he was curious, King Zhuo Sun didn't even pay attention to his own pavilion master, but he also nodded. Zhuo Wangsun said calmly: "In fact, among the top ten of the heavenly list, except for the three undisputed ones, the Cracking Divine Monarch sat on a seat, and there are two old monsters in the two realms of Xuanzong, and there is also an old monk in the Zijin Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, that is, the generation of the delusional uncle, who has practiced meditation for one hundred and forty-nine years and has never spoken, and it is said that as soon as he opens his mouth, he will have a golden lotus to escape from the other side." ”

The mouth of the golden lotus is beyond the other side, Su Liu only regarded it as an exaggeration, but Zhuo Wangsun did not say anything wrong, this old monk has lived for at least a hundred years, this is indeed a terrifying thing.

"The Zijin Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is only three Buddha masters, the old monk sits in the Lingshan Luck, never lightly, and now it is folded in the hands of the Divine Monarch, and it has already gone to one, when it is considered a big injury, the Sword Pavilion is created, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is already out."

Zhuo Wangsun looked at the top of the mountain, confused, and said in a daze: "Among the top ten, the remaining sea is boundless, the sword is overlord, and the sword saints of the years are mostly from behind, and they have risen in the past fifty years, and there may be a spear immortal Shangguan Yuan in Shu who can be ranked with them." ”

"Immortal Ancestor Shangguan Yuan in the gun?"

Su Liu had listened to the evaluation of the world's masters by the book-mad elders, but he never talked about Shangguan Yuan, but he remembered that there was another invincible figure in the Shangguan family, but unfortunately he died in the war in the past, since this Shangguan Yuan was cited as the immortal ancestor in the gun by the people who used guns in the world, his cultivation should not be underestimated.

Zhuo Wangsun came back to his senses in an instant, and chuckled: "The spear immortal is already ancient, but it is said that there is a disciple under his disciple who is better than the blue, and he is even more amazing, and now he is the young marshal of the five generals of the flying dragon in Shudi, but the strange thing is that he abandoned the gun and used the halberd." ”

"Among the top ten on the heavenly list, at least four of them have arrived in Shu, and the rest of the great masters who are secretly watching are unknown, and there are also the peak masters of the black list and evil paths, and they are all in Shudu, as long as you and I don't die, we will meet after all."

Hearing the string song and bosom friend, Su Liuyuan thought that he had paid enough attention to the matter of the Sword Pavilion, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated this matter, and could lead so many big people to go out of the mountain to do it, no wonder the Cracking God Monarch did not hesitate to be injured and make a spicy move first, just to kill the chickens and make an example for the people who have a heart!

Shu is the Shu land he cracked, no one wants to come over!

Zhuo Wangsun suddenly shook his head and chuckled, "Brother Su, I told you that there is a good show to watch, and this is the end of the scene." ”

He stood lightly, with indescribable self-confidence, as if everything was in control, Su Liu followed his gaze, but he saw a terrible situation.

At the mouth of the valley of Yangu, a phantom suddenly floated in.

This person touched the rocks lightly, and his body flashed to the mouth of the valley like a glimpse of light, so fast that he couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye, but the picture seemed to be frozen in Su Liu's eyes frame by frame.

Dark gray plain clothes, with a sword on his back.

More than one handful.

One person, wolf fangs intertwined, vertical and horizontal eight swords.

"Sword Shrine Sword Ghost!"

The sword ghost only came out of the sword mound in Wuzhong, and the sword ghost that Su stayed in Qingmei Mountain only carried three swords, and he could be equal to the son of the Cracking God Monarch in Chengdu, and now this sword ghost is carrying eight swords, and his strength is still several times that of the three sword ghosts.

Since the sword ghost of Wuzhong entered Shu, it seems that he has an inextricable evil fate with the Cracking God Monarch, and these eight sword ghosts are the three sedan chair men who intercepted the entrance of the barren mountain in the Smoke Valley.

These three people really deserve to be the ones who crack the front of the god monarch, a gust of wind came from in front of them, the cold hairs behind them exploded, and the hands subconsciously moved, and the giant python was also like a dormant long whip when it turned around sharply, snapping and crackling, and took the lead in the defense, aiming to protect itself from the enemy's violent attack, and at the mouth of the valley of the valley, it was impressively visible that there were three giant pythons floating in the air, circling and entangled, hideous and terrifying.

"What's the pity to die?"

The giant python is the shadow of the whip of the sedan chair of these three at least the cave realm, I don't know if it is the same line of the depraved gods, and it is also a good hand with the golden Jiao long whip in Chengdu, but now the golden Jiao long whip is lying in Su Liu's personal collection.

It was not easy for these three people to be attacked suddenly, and they could still have such a reaction mechanism, and even Su Liuxin applauded in his heart, but he didn't think that these three people could escape under the Eight Swords Sword Ghost Sword.

The Eight Swords Sword Ghost really did not disappoint Su Liu, his body condensed in the air, and he suddenly lifted the ground like an ape, and bounced to the ground, pressing his hands between his back and neck at the same time.

He's drawing his sword, and it's in his hand!

Su Liu watched the game as a bystander at this time, the Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique was exerted to the extreme, the eight sword sword ghosts from pressing the sword to drawing the sword and then to the sword, it was just a snap of the fingers, as soon as his hands moved, there were three less of the eight inexplicable ancient swords on his back, only to see a puff of blue light suddenly lit up in the thin smoke of the smoke valley, the sword curtain suddenly formed, the sword curtain circled and shot, directly cutting into the huge python heads of the three giant pythons, Huo Di turned!

There were three screams in the smoke valley, almost indistinguishable, and of course it was the three unusual palanquin men who died.

"Although the sword mound sword ghost is powerful, it is not enough to see the sword of the Divine Monarch, I am afraid that there will be a backhand."

Su Liu's mind moved, and he glanced sideways, at this time, Zhuo Wangsun was still standing lightly, looking at it with interest, after the miserable green sword curtain strangled the three palanquins, he did not stop, Zheng Zheng Zheng The three swords entered the sheath and the sound of Qingyin waved, and the figure was like a gray smoke, and went directly towards the top of the barren mountain in the Smoke Valley.

"It's a good scene!"

The goosebumps that everyone in front of the barren mountain in the smoke valley had already seen rose, and there was a hissing sound of gasp.

This mysterious swordsman is so fast and sick with a sword is the only time they have seen it in their lives, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he flew in a hundred steps to kill three people in a row.

When they came back to their senses, the mysterious swordsman who was terrified in everyone's eyes had reached the top of the mountain, and the Divine Monarch sat firmly on the sleeping fairy chair, his posture was strange and comfortable, and he was unconscious, as if he had entered the realm of selflessness and thoughtlessness.

The cold light in the eyes of the Eight Swords Sword Ghost flashed away, his hands moved again, and the ancient sword on his back was cold, as if he was inexplicably pulled by an invisible thin line, and jumped directly into his hands, the eyes of the six sedan chair men widened, and their eyes were almost spewing fire, and on the barren mountain, there were all whip shadows and sword qi intertwined.

Su Liu asked indifferently: "The protagonist of this play is the Eight Swords Sword Ghost?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun shook his head with a light smile and said, "Until the last moment, I will never know who the real protagonist is." ”

Before the two of them could finish speaking, an exclamation had already sounded from the crowd in front of them, and this mysterious swordsman had already risen to the ground.

A sword points to the sky, and a sword pierces the ground.

The size of heaven and earth is just the image of Qiankun, and this has obtained the wonder of innate gossip.

"Qiankun two swords, a little interesting?"

Su Liu's slightly narrow eyes narrowed slightly, he knew a lot about the innate Zhou Yi, so that as soon as the Eight Swords Sword Ghost raised his hand to draw out the sword, he could see the true meaning of the Sword Ghost Double Sword Sword in his heart, but this was not the end, the Eight Swords Sword Ghost used the two swords and immediately beheaded the two coachmen.

The blood rain was scattered, but the next sword was like flying through his sleeves, his hands were phantoms, the eight long swords on his back were controlled by him in his hands, the blades of the swords had their own fingers, and Sen Han's sword light stabbed out of countless void sword shadows from afar, no matter how the remaining four sedan chairmen moved around, they were all under the endless thousands of sword shadows of the sword ghosts.

The four of them put up the best resistance, but to no avail.

The six heads flew up to the sky, spewing out six blood springs, and the six heads rolled down from the mountain, and the Cracking Divine Monarch was still facing the valley of smoke, motionless as a mountain.

One step at a time, when the eight sword ghosts arrived behind the cracking god monarch, the eight swords flew together, and the sword qi was already fierce to the extreme.

The next sword must be a shocking sword that directly points to the Divine Monarch! (To be continued.) )