The silver hook gambling house is still bright in the lights.

The bright light hits people's faces, and everyone's expressions can be clearly seen: the fear of the gamblers, the surprise of the dry bamboo, Fang Yufei's smile, and Su Weiyun's calmness.

The wind outside the alley passed by coldly, and the inside of the gambling house seemed to become a little no longer warm.

The gamblers with strong eyes have quietly planned to slip away. Although they are addicted to gambling, they are not really afraid of life after all.

However, when they wanted to sneak out, they found that the door of the gambling house had been locked.

Since Su Weiyun and Fang Yufei jointly set up this killing game, it is naturally impossible for Kuzhu to leave again.

Ku Zhu's face changed at first, then calmed down and said, "Su Weiyun... Are you the new helmator of the Qinglong Club?"

Su Weiyun said nothing.

Ku Zhu sneered: "Fortunately you rushed over, otherwise you would have died under Gu Song's sword!"

Su Weiyun still said nothing.

Kuzhu said: "It's a pity that you can escape from the first day of the lunar month, but you can't escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month!"

Suddenly, with a "knock" sound, the sword was unsheathed.

It's the sword of the dry bamboo!

The sword light broke through the air and seemed to fly straight out. It flew seven feet away, leading from beginning to end, and ran across the entire gambling workshop.

There was still a long distance between Su Weiyun and Kuzhu, but the sword light arrived in an instant, giving people no time to react!

The momentum of this sword is lonely and steep, eternal and dead, just like a ten thousand-year-old bamboo on the top of Han Mountain!

When Su Weiyun saw this sword, she was suddenly stunned, as if she had seen something incredible.

Instead of drawing his sword to meet him, he avoided the distance and kicked a gambling table away. The dice gambling utensils fell all over the ground. A huge wooden table made of solid wood covered the dead bamboo.

Hop!

Kuzhu stretched out his hand and pushed his palm, hit the wooden table with one palm, and turned the table back quickly!

His people also rushed over with the table, his sword was behind the table, still maintaining its original momentum without any change!

Behind Su Weiyun was already a wall, and there was a calligraphy of Cai Boyi of the Eastern Han Dynasty hanging on it.

The wooden table flew back quickly, and he had no place to hide anymore!

Chih!

The sword had been struck out, and it was easy to pass through the wooden table, which was even lighter than chopping a piece of tofu.

In a burst of exclamation, the wooden table did not hit Su Weiyun's body, but paused suddenly and stopped in the air.

The table was separated by Su Weiyun and Kuzhu, with only one sword away.

Half of the handle is the dry bamboo sword, and the other half is the Xiaoxiang sword.

At the last moment, Su Weiyun also drew his sword and walked through the table with the Kuzhu Sword, lifting it up.

Crack, Crack......

The wooden table suddenly shattered, shattering into extremely small pieces, first falling from the middle, and then spreading to the surrounding areas, as if an exquisite spider web was broken inch by inch.

But if you stare at the tip of the sword, it will be like two people using their swords to "draw" two different and wonderful flowers on the wooden table.

The people in the casino stared at the two of them, not even daring to take a breath.

They have never seen such sword power.

This sword power actually carries a devastating and terrifying force. Not only does it pass through with one sword, but it also needs to be cleverly used internal strength to shatter the things that are stabbed bit by bit.

They believed that if this sword stabbed a person, the man's meridians would probably be broken more thoroughly.

Hurry!

The wood chips fell all over the ground and the flowers withered.

Only then did everyone finally see the swords of the two.

——The dry bamboo sword barely rubbed under Su Weiyun’s ribs.

——And the Xiaoxiang sword penetrated into the lock bone of Kuzhu's left shoulder.

The Dead Bamboo Sword actually pierced the sky!

An unknown look suddenly appeared on Ku Zhu's face, including fear, weirdness, confusion, and disbelief.

Their hands were still stuck and they didn't move.

Both of them did not move, and no one else dared to move.

In the Silver Hook Gambling House, there is an abnormal silence.

Su Weiyun suddenly asked, "Is your sword called the Kuzhu Sword?"

Kuzhu said: "The sword of lonely pine is as arrogant as pine, the sword of cold plum is as sad as plum, and my sword is as beautiful as plum, and my sword is as dry bamboo!"

Su Weiyun praised: "What a dry bamboo sword, the bamboo withered for thousands of years, and there will be no life! Will the person who is stabbed by the dry bamboo sword be without any living mouth?"

Kuzhu said: "Not bad!"

Fortunately, Su Weiyun was not stabbed by the dry bamboo sword, and everyone was glad. If Su Weiyun died, they would not be able to survive.

Su Weiyun asked again: "Why is the murderous intent under the Kuzhu Sword so severe that he never leaves a living mouth?"

The dry bamboo said: "The green bamboo is withered even if it is withered, how can a person live?"

Su Weiyun said: "Why does the green bamboo wither?"

The dry bamboo said: "Although the green bamboo blooms, it is bright, but after the flowers bloom, it is the time to wither!"

Su Weiyun was silent.

Bamboo is evergreen all year round, with various shapes, upright and tough, but rarely blooms.

Because green bamboos often die after they bloom. Therefore, many places regard bamboo blossoms as a bad omen before disasters.

Su Weiyun murmured: "After blooming, should we die?"

Kuzhu said sternly: "Didn't your sword bloom? Didn't you just die withering the flowers?"

"In this way, the sword technique can produce the most terrifying power. Why do you have to pretend to be a sensible person and come and ask me again?"

Of course, there are many people in the Silver Hook Gambling House who have practiced boxing and martial arts, but they don’t understand what Su Weiyun and Kuzhu are saying at all.

Even Fang Yufei felt that the two seemed to be chatting about the book of heaven.

But Su Weiyun himself knew that his sword technique would also bloom, and the flowers of the "Fourth Sword of Death" were blooming.

After the wood and stone are killed, it is the splendor of a flower.

This is the fourteenth sword of death.

However, the legendary Thirteen Death-taking Swords possessed the fifteenth sword. As soon as the fifteenth sword came out, ghosts cried and gods howled, the world was shocked, and corpses, mountains of bones, and blood flowed into a river!

But where is the fifteenth sword? Where to find it? Su Weiyun had no idea at all.

He felt that the fourteenth sword was already the limit - a piece of wood growing in the desert and rooted in the stubborn stones bloomed, what else do you want it?

But Su Weiyun saw a clue from Kuzhu's sword, so he was stunned before.

Kuzhu's sword technique is different from the fourteenth sword of Death, but its meaning is similar, and there are some vague commonalities.

Ku Zhu suddenly sighed, "I'm defeated. I saw your sword on your right waist. I guess you must be good at the left-hand sword. I didn't expect you to use the right-hand sword."

The Xiaoxiang sword was steadily inserted into his left shoulder, and the hand holding the sword was his right hand.

He calculated it wrongly, so the dry bamboo sword pierced the sky.

Su Weiyun looked at his right hand. He used his right hand to kill the 14th sword of death, which he had reached the pinnacle of internal strength and was unstoppable to the Lord of the Moon Palace.

But because of this, he was invaded by murderous aura and went through a period of time when he did not dare to draw his sword and kill people easily.

Just now, when the wooden table was flying in the air, he took advantage of the obstruction of Kuzhu's vision and quickly switched the sword to his right hand. With the inspiration, he used the fourteenth sword to take the death.

"After blooming, it will wither, so that the dead sword intent that will be used to destroy all eternity..."

Could this be the path to the earth-shaking and unparalleled "Fifteenth Death Sword" in the legend?

If you continue to practice according to this path, can you reach the realm of the Fifteen Deathly Swords?

Su Weiyun fell into deep thought and murmured to himself, and actually asked another strange question: "Then my sword has hit you, why haven't you died yet?"

Kuzhu said lightly: "It's just because the power on your sword has not been activated, the sword technique has not been exhausted, and the murderous intention has not reached its maximum. Therefore, if you don't move, I can't move either, otherwise it will activate the sword energy and destroy my left arm."

Only then did everyone understand that this was the reason for neither of them was moving. And it seemed that Kuzhu was about to put life and death aside.

Su Weiyun thought about it, shook her head and said, "No."

Kuzhu said angrily: "Not right? I have been learning swords for more than 40 years. Even though I have not beat you today, I will never say your swordsmanship wrongly!"

Su Weiyun said: "It's not that you said it wrong, but that the sword is used incorrectly. After the flowers bloom, they should never wither!"

The dry bamboo said: "Why not dry?"

Su Weiyun said: "If the flowers bloom and wither and destroy all things, the sword will become a dead sword, and it will destroy everything around the swordsman!"
To be continued...