A Clash of Gods

Under the moonlight, Elder Suzaku's body was quick, and vaguely saw the figures in front of him. He clenched the black wooden stick in his hand, his eyes cold.

Suzaku acted steadily, and had to fight against people until he had no choice but to know that he was about to fight tonight. He was able to take the position of elder beggar, not only because of his seniority, but also because his martial arts were not weak.

Although he hasn't fought with others for many years, Suzaku has never delayed his martial arts. When no one is there, he has been practicing hard.

Those silhouettes obviously knew that someone was chasing behind them, and ran a long way, and when they got to a pavilion, they suddenly stopped, turned around and showed their swords, Suzaku under two feet, rubbing rubbing has already arrived, and the long stick Horizontally, stare at each other.

There were four people in the other party, all holding arms and looking at each other. At this moment, they heard a weird smile, and Suzaku looked down, looking up at the sound, but under the night, I saw the pavilion. On the hexagonal roof, there was a figure sitting on it, the night wind was blowing, the man's hair was fluttering, and Suzaku's eyesight was not weak. I only saw that the man was less than thirty years old. Knowing each other, I have heard that humanity said: "Beggar gang is the largest gang in rivers and lakes, and it is really a crowd of people. This time it is really good at Wang Fu. It is really a bold courage. Is this to rebel?"

Elder Suzaku sneered: "What a gang?"

"Why would Elder Suzaku deny it?" The man smiled and said, "Although you don't know me, but I know you, is it not you who is the Lord of the Southern Seventh Night?"

"You mean Suzaku?" Elder Suzaku said lightly: "I also recognize him, he is my fellow brother, but he is a gangster, and I have nothing to do with the gangster."

Of course, Elder Suzaku knew that the other party had recognized himself. Even if he said this, the other party would never believe it, but even if the other party did not believe it, he still had to say it.

The elder Suzaku certainly understands that as the Jianghu gang this time, as a gang of rivers and lakes, it is really not easy to get involved. If this incident is not related to the life and death of Qining, even if the dynasty is changed, Suzaku will not easily take the disciples. The beggars are involved in the change of the dynasty, and will surely cause a lot of trouble in the future.

So tonight, although his beggars help his disciples to do their best, they all change their clothes, which is considered a disguise.

Suzaku knew that even in this way, it might not be possible to clear the relationship in the future, but in this way, at least in the future, it will still be able to bite and hold it, so it will not be too passive.

The man smiled and said: "The beggar disciples are all over the world. If you are really a beggar, I still care about the three. Since it is not a beggar, then it's easy to say." The Wang Mansion, the anti-thief, no doubt, took them all. "

As soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of "swooshing", and an arrow shot from the dark to the three Suzakus. Suzaku had been on guard and said in a deep voice: "Be careful." Rising up, the black stick in his hand went straight to the killer in front.

Although he did not bring a Suzaku stick, this black wooden stick is also a very powerful weapon. This wooden stick not only uses tough wood, but also is soaked in oil refining, and it is extremely strong. This stick is out and the tiger is in the wind. The opponent waved a knife to greet him, Suzaku's wrist turned, and there was a lotus on the head, a flower in front of the man's eyes, a "snapping" sound, the long stick was already hit on the man's wrist, and there was a crisp sound, and the man's wrist was instantly hit Broken, screamed, waiting for the man to reflect more, Suzaku stick on the stick, slammed in the man's chest, forceful, although not like a spear piercing the man's chest, this is to let the man Body flew straight out.

After a round of arrows, dozens of figures appeared from all around. Without a word, they went straight to the three Suzaku.

Suzaku felt a little bit cold, knowing that the tonight's raid had already been guessed by the other party. In fact, this royal palace became a trap. Nearly one hundred beggars helped disciples take the initiative to get into the trap.

The other party is well-prepared, so a deadly battle is inevitable tonight, and the beggar gang wants to retreat from the whole body only to be afraid.

Suzaku is even more worried that his disciples are scattered in the palace, and it is convenient for him to have a chance to break it. In this case, he can only gather the disciples, sweep out the sticks, and suddenly emit a clear whistle in his mouth. Very strong, spread far away, this is the night, plus the palace is silent, even if this sound can not be heard by everyone in the palace, but Suzaku is confident that most disciples can hear, and When the disciples heard the voice, they knew it was the signal of the elders, and they would gather here.

More than a dozen people surrounded the three Suzakus.

The man on the roof looked coldly, and did not shoot. Seeing Suzaku as a strong man, waving the stick with majesty, everyone was close to him, and there was a sneer on the lips of the man on the roof.

Soon, I heard the sound of screaming and fighting from other parts of the palace, and from time to time there were screams.

Suzaku knew that the king ’s palace could not ambush many people. The beggars helped those disciples to gather here when they heard the signal.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Suzaku flew a person out with a stick. Before he shot, he still saved some kindness and did not take the enemy's life, but at the moment these other people's shots are obviously beckoning, knowing that they can no longer be merciless. He was hitting hard with this stick and was hitting on the throat of a person. When the person's body flew out, the throat made a "kar" sound, apparently the throat bone was broken by the violent blow of Suzaku. The man fell to the ground, raised his hand to cover his throat, his face showed a painful color, struggling a few times, he could no longer move, his throat broke, he couldn't breathe, and he was certainly mortal.

Suzaku killed one person, but the spirit was stronger, the murderousness was stronger, and the black wooden stick was changeable. Although there were many people in the place, it was not close to the body of Suzaku. The two people beside Suzaku were also the masters under Suzaku. It was morale to see Suzaku shooting and killing one person with no enemies at all.

When the man on the roof saw Suzaku prevailing, his face was cold, he stood up suddenly, and stepped on his feet. The whole person descended from the sky like an eagle falcon, but instead of attacking Suzaku, he swept under one of Suzaku's hands. The disciple was slashing towards the opponent, and suddenly felt the strong wind coming from his side. Afterglow in the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow descend from the sky and flew towards himself, but the disciple's reaction was really quick. Halfway through, he turned to shave, chopping in the shadow of the leg.

Seeing that the blade was going to be cut on the man's leg, the man twisted unexpectedly in the air, avoiding the knife lightly. The disciple was taken aback and didn't think much about it, but the man had already reached out and caught two fingers. The disciple in the disciple's hands was appalled, and the disciple sighed, and then pulled back, and heard a "click" with a crisp sound. The sword was broken into two pieces from the middle.

The disciple showed horror.

The other person even pinched the blade with only two fingers, and then froze for a while, but the man had already pinched the other half of the broken knife. His arm waved to the side, and the disciple didn't react, so he felt a cold throat. The man has cut the disciple's throat with a broken blade.

The disciple covered his throat and took two steps back, but one of them was cut with a knife, but he cut off the disciple's head.

Before the man on the roof shot, this disciple and the enemy were not in a disadvantageous position. Suzaku and another disciple never thought that this disciple was cut down to the first level in the blink of an eye. Both were furious, and Suzaku snorted, long stick Like a shot, the man on the roof pointed to him. The man on the roof smiled, hiding from the black stick of Suzaku. He actually carried his hands on his shoulders and smiled lightly: "Tonight you can't go anymore, this palace is yours. The place of burial, but do n’t blame us. If you want to blame, blame Qi Ning and let you come to die. "

Suzaku swept the stick and said sharply, "Who are you?"

"Suzaku, if you want to keep these disciples under your hands, there is only one way." The man said: "Give your hands to catch, kneel at my feet, and since then, the beggars will obey our orders, otherwise ..."

"You're really a big talker." Suzaku's long stick is like a wind, and he strikes again and again. "We don't have anything else, but we have a hard bone." Lianlian has always moved, the stick is always close to the person, but the person's figure is erratic and long. The stick never touched the man's half-stripe, and Suzaku knew that the opponent was capable, and did not dare to take it lightly.

The sound of killing in the distance is getting more and more intense, and Suzaku knows not only that he is fighting hard here, but that the king's palace is now in fierce fighting.

"If your bones are hard, then I will peel off your skin to see how hard your bones are." The man on the roof showed a cold smile and the long stick poked at his throat, but this time he did not dodge and raised his hand Another **** caught the black wooden stick, just like scissors, easily cut the black wooden stick off ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Suzaku was taken aback, but the man didn't stop, **** cut off one However, the black wooden stick fell one by one until the Suzaku retrieved the black wooden stick, and the other half of the black wooden stick had been clipped off for five or six knots.

"This is ... what time?" Suzaku's pupils contracted.

The man just grinned and bluffed at Suzaku, his voice sounded: "I want to cut your skin a little bit to see how hard the bones are." The detective grabbed Suzaku straight.

Suzaku knew that the man ’s fingers were so strong that he did n’t dare to pick them up, and the long stick waved diagonally. The man shone and his left hand was like a knife. He did n’t wait for the black stick to move. The palm knife had been cut on the black stick. In a split second, Suzaku suddenly changed color, but the man had taken the opportunity to deceive himself in front of Suzaku, his left palm knife was cut diagonally, and Suzaku tried to dodge, but he felt a tingling in his shoulder, and he kicked and swept away. When I looked down, I found that the shoulder placket cracked, and the skin under the placket was also cut open.

Whether it is a crack in the placket or a wound on the skin, it is really like being crossed by a sharp blade.

Suzaku looked at the opponent's hand knife with shock, and the opponent's flesh palm was sharper than the sharp blade!