Chapter 135 The Ultimate Killing of the Seven Swords (please accept)

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Su's stingy appearance is definitely not very good. Although he is smiling, his smile is worse than crying. The blood in his mouth flowed out as he said the words like opening the gate. Then there was a painful cough as if to cough out the lungs.

"Dead duck, hard-mouthed." Chen Fa said coldly.

"Brother Su."

Looking at Su Xiaoqi's appearance, Shen Jianxin and Ye Wushuang were shocked and got up one after another to help Su Xiaoqi. But an arm suddenly stretched out. Bai Chenyun looked at them and shook his head slightly.

"Cough--I wipe it, it's really comfortable."

Su Xiaoqi coughed again before she stood up with the blood stains on the corners of her mouth and took a deep breath, as if there was a refreshing feeling of flowers blooming on the other side.

Ren Changkong, who cursed Su Xiaoqi and was killed and mutilated every minute, widened his eyes. Isn't this bastard really okay? How do you think his slightly red face seems to be fine at all?

A group of elders of the Ren family and the two elders were surprised. Su Xiaoqi obviously gave them no multiple injuries. In fact, the most shocking thing was the sacrifice of Pharaoh Chen, who confronted Su Xiaoqi in the courtyard. He used 70% of his palm. It is reasonable to faint if he doesn't slap him to death. Why is this guy okay after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood?

"Is it so difficult that he is really okay?" Even Bai Chenyun, who was a little worried, was puzzled. A few days ago, when she talked about her injury for Su Xiaoqi, she already felt that there were two strong and fierce things hidden at the bottom of the snowy sea. It's hard to find out what's strange.

"He was able to escape from the Dharma messenger and ascend to heaven. Not only was he not seriously injured, but he made great progress. It's hard to do all this." Bai Chenyun looked at Su Xiaoqi as if he had seen a monster.

"Old man, you are so old, you can't only use such a few means." Su Xiaoqi didn't know why. After spitting out these mouthfuls of blood, he felt refreshed. Although there was a pain in his chest, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

I'm afraid he doesn't know. This is the blood stasis left in his body by causing Zuo Sen to fight fiercely. At that time, under the thunderous fist of the other party, the dragon crystal spirit and the blood of magic gold in Su Xiaoqi's snow mountain and sea were dissolved by the powerful gas machine impact and flowed into his whole body with his blood. It was then that the qi and blood were left in his body.

"Okay, then take my hand."

Chen Fa was surprised, but his hands were not soft at all. Fly forward and slap it out.

"Your mother, you can fight if you want. I'm not a fool. I'll stand here and call you." The sword light flashed, and Su Xiaoqi retreated at the same time as a sword to stab out.

"Little son of a bitch, I beat you to death." Chen Fa did not expect that the other party not only did not seem to be injured, but also became more flexible.

"Come on, come on, if you have any tricks, please use it."

"How dare you scold me, damn it, I'm so angry-

"I'm so angry that I'm tired of you?"

The wind was strong, the sword light flew, and the two rolled together again.

In addition to the sound of fighting, the surroundings are quiet. In particular, several old guys of the elf clan were dazzled and stunned. It's so shocking that they have never seen such a strange swordsmanship as Su Xiaoqi. How can you understand why Su Xiaoqi, who has been hit hard, can still persist in the fist of Mr. Chen's wine for so long?

"Your grandma's---" looked at Su Xiaoqi's sword, and a burst of blood surged up with the wind. Although he is very close to Su Xiaoqi, he is an elf after all. At the beginning, when they first met in the valley, Su Xiaoqi and Long Er were not even his opponents, and finally they caught him with a trick. Now, in just half a month. Watching him fight with the old sacrificial wine, he can catch dozens of tricks of Lao Chen's sacrificial wine.

That's the old sacrificial wine, one of the best characters in the elf clan.

"Master, do you think Su Xiao Thief can beat the old man?" Listening to Su Xiaoqi and the old man beating and scolding, the two little girls couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.

Bai Chenyun shook his head with a smile.

"If you can't beat it, why does he still fight if you can't beat it?" Ye Wushuang said with a surprised face, "Let Su Xiaothief retreat. The master just slapped the old man's hair. It's really troublesome."

"If you can't beat it, won't you fight?" Bai Chenyun said, "Practicing swords is like reading and writing."

"Even if you are a child prodigy and intelligent, you did not study again and again when you learned to write and read. Practicing swords is like reading and writing. In particular, the sword of killing can only understand continuous progress with the enemy of the strong.

"Well, the master is right." Ye Wushuang suddenly said with a smile, "But master, it didn't seem to take much effort when I learned to write and read, hee hee--I will never forget it."

Bai Chenyun's body shook, and he looked at Xiao Wushuang angrily. He almost forgot that this apprentice was also a evil existence.

"Master, sister. Su Xiaothief seems to have been beaten so badly. Ru Bingyang, who was holding the lightning tiger in his hands, slipped over quietly. There was a fight in the yard. How could she miss such a lively thing?

Wow!!

The lightning tiger was held by her arms and squeezed between the two soft balls, revealing only a small head. Although it is comfortable, there is no freedom, and the little guy looks distressed.

"Don't worry, sister." Ye Wushuang said, "With the master, they dare not kill. What's more, even if they really kill, the master can stop it in a hurry.

What the little girl said was very relaxed and comfortable, as if she didn't do it at all. However, Mr. Chen, who heard the dialogue between the two little girl in the court, was very annoyed.

The body shape was changing, and the whole audience suddenly heard the sound of the wind.

Bang!! Su Xiaoqi was kicked over.

Bang! Su Xiaoqi, who had just got up, was slapped and almost turned around again.

"Fuck, old man, don't hit people in the face. Slap in the face---ah-----" Another punch in the chest, and the whole person was knocked out.

Puff!!

Su Xiaoqi, who fell to the ground this time, was not relaxed. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became very painful.

"Master, Su Xiao Thief seems to be beaten to death." Ru Bingyang said with a worried face.

Bai Chenyun didn't say anything, and his heart was also a little secretly burdened. That's why Su Xiaoqi had a move with the other party, which was that she wanted to tap Su Xiaoqi's potential.

Wow!! Roar!!!

However, Lightning Tiger and Xiaoqing compete with each other. The lightning tiger doesn't care about Su's life or death. It just wants to teach the stinky dragon a lesson. What are you showing off? Isn't it just a bigger figure? I'm not afraid of Mr. Hu. Believe it or not, I slap you to death.

If Ru Bingyang can understand what the lightning tiger in his arms is saying, he will definitely laugh on the spot.

"Little tiger, don't make trouble." If it hadn't been held by Ru Bingyang, the little guy would have rushed out.

"Isn't your seven swords a trick of returning to the clan with ten thousand swords?"

At this time, Bai Chenyun reminded: "You can't avoid the speed of the elves. Is it difficult for you to hide? I remember that the wind and snow can pierce all over the sky. It is expected that that move of ten thousand swords will be extraordinary. Why don't you try it?"

"But-----I won't return to that trick yet."

"Then when do you plan to meet?" Bai Chenyun said, "Swordsmanship is learned in the battle."

Su Xiaoqi gritted his teeth and stood up. At this moment, even if his body had been cast into steel and iron bones by the blood of the dragon crystal's soul, it was a pain.

"Hey, old man, I'm coming. Let's talk about it first. If you hit someone in the face, it hurts your self-esteem.

At this time, he still wants to think about his face. My life is almost insurable. This time, it is obvious that the other party's move is fierce.

Wind and snow.

After eating two palms in a row, Su Xiaoqi split out with a sword. Dozens of sword lights appeared in mid-air at the same time, turning into a meteor and stabbing forward.

Pharaoh Chen's sacrificial figure was stunned and immediately fell back.

Wan Jian returned to the clan.

Su Xiaoqi made a move, even after a move of ten thousand swords returned to the clan. Although the wind, snow and moon can cut out full of flowers and rain, the power is too scattered to hurt the old man at all. This is also the original that Su Xiaoqi was willing to use the first move of the seven swords.

In mid-air, Su Xiaoqi suddenly stood still, and the chaotic sword in his hand flew away. Su Xiaoqi's arms swung back and forth, and finally turned into two swords.

"The return of ten thousand swords, this is the last move of the seven swords." Looking at Su Xiaoqi's extremely solemn movements, Ye Wushuang and Ru Bingyang opened their beautiful eyes, and Bai Chenyun both looked rigorous and wanted to see the power of this move.

"Wan Jian returned to the clan." Su Xiaoqi suddenly shouted coldly, word by word, with awe-inspiring momentum.