Su Jian split such a triangular area with two swords, and used several wonderful people to work together to accelerate the collapse of the cliff!

Therefore, when the seven wonderful people were so frightened that they each threw sticks and wanted to jump back to the top of the cliff, they could no longer defend themselves against Su Jian's scimitar attack.

Because of the preparation in advance, Su Jian had already taken a breath, and his scimitar took advantage of the situation to swing out, and the curved knife passed everywhere, like a sickle harvesting ears of wheat, and the heads of six wonderful people flew out sideways under this knife!

Clusters of blood in the night sky bloomed like fireworks, and before they could even utter a scream, their bodies died in two.

Only Miaohua Lao Sun, at an angle that Su Jian's knife could not cut, so he was the only one who fell off the cliff screaming.

Su Jian turned over and swept back to the top of the cliff, looking at the old grandson who had fallen into the abyss alive, with some regret in his eyes.

He was always a little uneasy when he couldn't see Lao Sun's corpse, so Su Jian flew down the cliff along the hillside when he came, wanting to turn around the mountainside and go to see Lao Sun's corpse!

Lucky Lao Sun didn't fall to his death!

He was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff when he was dragged by an ancient pine tree that sprouted from the cliff face.

Although this pine tree could not withstand the weight of his rapidly falling body, and the huge inertial impact, he smashed two or three branches.

But because of this trust, Lao Sun's fall slowed down, and he took the opportunity to turn over and landed firmly at the bottom of the cliff!

- Lao Sun seems to be extremely lucky, but who can tell the blessings and misfortunes?

Lao Sun's figure fell to the ground, wiping cold sweat with his sleeve.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Lao Sun didn't die, and the excitement of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was overflowing.

He looked around and looked at the corpses of several companions who had died tragically, and he felt a sad feeling of the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Lao Sun just wanted to find a way out and escape to a safe place, but suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura behind him, firmly covering his whole body.

That murderous aura was too strong, as long as he spit it lightly, he could immediately penetrate his internal organs!

Lao Sun was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around and saw the thin and old face behind him.

"Yes...... It's Shenhou!" Lao Sun trembled even more when he saw this person, his body kept retreating, looking extremely frightened, "Shenhou! Unfortunately, we failed this time, and all six of my brothers were killed by Su Jian!"

"I'm not worried, so I'll come and take a look," Sima Yanyun nodded, and said quietly, "It's not your fault, it's just that your opponent is too strong! ”

Sima Yanyun's tone was calm and emotionless.

"The villain will work hard next time, and he will never live up to the trust of the god again," Lao Sun Cheng said with trepidation.

"No need!" Sima Yanyun waved his hand lightly and said, "You have already struggled and worked hard when you were at your peak, and now that your brothers are dead, you no longer have the strength to fight anymore, you are tired!"

"No! I'm not tired, I'm not tired!" Lao Sun shook his head again and again, his face was as frightened as earth, "Shenhou, I can at least fight for you again!"

Before Lao Sun's words fell, a handful of red poisonous sand suddenly rose in his hand, he covered Sima Yanyun with poisonous sand, and he flew out like a big bird, and between his breaths, the person was already ten zhang away!

However, if you want to escape in front of Sima Yanyun, it is also an extremely difficult thing, and seeing Sima Yanyun's body fluttering, he has easily avoided the red poisonous sand rising in the sky.

Immediately, in his sleeve, a snow-white and cold sword qi spit out like lightning!

It was just a sword qi, and the blade of the knife could not be seen at all.

The sword qi was only fleeting like lightning.

In the distance, Lao Sun's body has been broken into seven pieces, and the legs and feet alone have been cut into three!

His sword technique seemed to be more terrifying than Su Jian's sword technique, but why didn't he dare to fight Su Jian head-on?

......

When Su Jian came to the bottom of the cliff, he only saw the corpse of the Seven Miao People.

Among them, Lao Sun's death is the most tragic, and he has been cut into seven pieces!

It was cut off with a single sword! Even if Su Jian didn't see the murderer's knife technique, he could still imagine the tragic scene at that time!

It's so fast, weird, so terrifying!

Even Su Jian couldn't help but be moved, he really couldn't think of anyone else in the world who would have such a terrible sword technique?

Could it be Sima Yanyun?

Or Gu Hongru?

Since this person's sword skills have reached the realm of supernatural perfection, why don't you dare to fight me?

Su Jian was also suspicious of this.

The dawn breaks in the east, and the red sun rises.

For one night, Su Jian only rested on a big tree in the mass grave for less than an hour.

He had thought that tonight, that terrible opponent who was hiding in the shadows would secretly attack him while he was resting.

But until the light grew and nothing happened.

The sun is shining, and the autumn is crisp.

Today is another good day.

Su Jian walked on the familiar street of Jinwu Town, but his mood was not better no matter what.

He was the one who killed the Six Wonders.

He eradicated a major scourge in the rivers and lakes, but last night's woman's crying and the girl's pitiful eyes pierced his heart all the time.

No matter how fast his knife is, how many wicked people can he kill?

He can't even kill his own enemies, so what's the use of having a knife no matter how fast he is?

Looking at the direction of Lao Zhao's house in the distance, there was still thick smoke rising from time to time, and noisy human voices were heard.

The scene of Bao Zhana last night resurfaced in Su Jian's mind.

I wonder how many people were frightened?

How many people have been sleepless all night trying to save this fire?

When Su Jian walked through the lilac teahouse, he was suddenly greeted by a burst of lilac flowers!

Su Jian didn't have to look at people to know that he must be the proprietress of the Lilac Teahouse.

"Su Daxia, I see that you are not in a good mood! Do you want to go to the small shop to drink a bowl of tea?" At this moment, the hour has passed, and it is the time when Su Jian has actually eaten some breakfast.

People who have eaten like to come to the teahouse when they have nothing to do.

Of course, most of the people who come to the teahouse are idle people who have plenty of time.

Such a charming proprietress, if you take the initiative to invite you to her teahouse, will you refuse?

I'm afraid a man wouldn't refuse.

Su Jian is a man, so he didn't hesitate to follow the proprietress into the teahouse.

The proprietress moved to attract many tea customers and jealousy of Su Jian.

On weekdays, this proprietress is rarely so enthusiastic about people.

Even though she always keeps a straight face on the guests, the guests are still vying to run to the Lilac Teahouse!

Now the business of the Lilac Tea House is just right.

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