The strongest sword god system

[Second more, don't try hard to cry poor, but lick your face and ask God for support?Well, it turns out that this is Huang Feng's image in everyone's eyes, but in order to support Huang Feng's people, I still want to work hard without shame or impatience]

There were slight ripples in the wind, and the snow was blowing on Su Bai's face as cold as a blade.

Countless gazes around were attracted by Su Bai's back, and most of these gazes were still shocked.Obviously these people have not reacted to the scene of Su Bai's appearance, and many disciples of Langya Sect from Western Qin smiled coldly, asking Langya to enjoy the scenery. Does this guy really think that those senior brothers who set off earlier are air?

The most important thing is that Prince Qin Zheng is here.

There are many bad roots in human nature, often times they can't see people dazzling, or they can't see people like themselves becoming dazzling, but they will look up to some people who are born dazzling with relish.

For example, Qin Zheng, the prince from West Qin, challenged the undefeated genius of West Qin Swordsmanship Hall.

For example, Mu Ya is the leader in Langya, unmatched.

So when most eyes were on Su Bai, most of them were expecting, expecting that Su Bai would be directly blasted down like they were before.Although with the strength of the latter, they knew that at least this scene would not happen immediately, but they couldn't hide the expectation in their eyes.

"The mountain road is rugged. If you want to enjoy the scenery, you have to be more careful." The middle-aged man lowered his eyes.

first step.

Su Bai stepped on the solid blue ancient steps, and an indescribable sense of terror and oppression surged out of the ancient steps under his feet like a tide.stand on it.Su Bai felt in a trance, as if he was on the battlefield, and in front of him was the enemy's thousands of horses rushing forward, trying to crush his body.

For Su Bai, the gazes of others were like snowflakes, and even countless gazes gathered together could not stop his pace.Besides, Su Bai seldom cared about other people's eyes, but chose to ignore them.

Su Bai raised his head, and his eyes flicked across the blue ancient steps. He could see the mottled sunlight passing by the plum blossoms in full bloom, and the spots of light falling on the snow.The beauty there is pleasing to the eye.Su Bai thought so.Smelling the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, he seemed to take a breath of enjoyment, with one hand on his back, like those slick literati.Walking on the mountain path like a leisurely stroll.

Often times the last person to set off is the one who can best appreciate the scenery along the way.No one before.No one came after.

Su Bai's every step was so light, and he was afraid of crushing the petals that fell on the snow, even though Su Bai was under terrible oppression at the moment.The slightly raised brows never furrowed.

With a smile on his mouth, Su Bai sometimes looked at the endless mountain road, sometimes at the swaying wind and snow, and the plum blossoms standing in the wind. At this moment, Su Bai thought of a figure for some reason. figure in white.

The mountain path is bright, and so is the snow-like figure in white.

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly and watched Su Bai's soaring back. In a daze, he saw a white-clothed swordsman fighting the world alone with a sword. The swordsman of the proud son of heaven said: "Which one of you has ever defeated the sword in my Su Ying's hand?"

"You father and son are more proud than anyone else. You defeated Langya with one sword. No one in Fengge Academy dared to take the sword. You fought against the swords of Huangya alone. Ask Mo Jianyu, who dares to forget that sword from the past?" The middle-aged man murmured to himself. As he spoke, Wei Zhan clenched his fists tightly, just thinking of something, a trace of regret flashed between his brows: Dantian is broken!

Su Bai kept going and advancing until he disappeared at the end of the mountain road, where the plum blossoms were in full bloom.

The emotions in the countless gazes did not change with the disappearance of Su Bai's back. Many disciples of the Langya Sect in Western Qin still pouted, but there was some inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts. He walked so calmly and calmly. .

It's just that the anxiety dissipated with the cold wind, Senior Brother Lin was on top, if he was lucky enough to catch up with Senior Brother Lin, could he pass the sword in Senior Brother Lin's hand?Thinking of this, the corners of these disciples' pouting mouths sneered, but with a little regret, they missed a good show again.Compared with these disciples, some ragged disciples lowered their eyes, as if they were thinking about something, then stepped forward again, continued to step on the stone steps, and crawled forward.

Su Bai has always maintained a calm heart, looking at the plum blossoms passing by, neither sad nor happy, as he advances, he can obviously feel the oppression from the steps getting stronger and stronger.At the same time, there is also an oppression in this world, and this oppression seems to be targeted and only concentrated on himself.

Vaguely, Su Bai could also feel that there was sword energy on these stone steps, and stepping on them was like stepping on the edge of a sword.It was heart-piercing, but fortunately Su Bai felt that after suffering countless times of pain, he was able to endure the pain with a smile on his face.Therefore, his footsteps are still unhurried, admiring the mountains, scenery, and snow scenery all over the sky.

Occasionally, when he raised his head, Su Bai could see a sparrow struggling in the mountain stream. The cold wind was as cold as a knife, breaking its wings until it was wiped out in the snow.However, the neighing of these sparrows is like the wind in the ears, always echoing in the world. No one knows how long these neighing have been reverberating, perhaps it has existed since ancient times.

Su Bai had also seen weak fish swimming against the current in the rushing clear spring of a mountain stream, facing the cold and piercing impact, until they sank and floated powerlessly, and were hit by smooth rocks and smashed to pieces.Seeing this, Su Bai couldn't help thinking that in his previous life, he heard that fish swimming in the water had only seven seconds of memory, and it was these fish who forgot the pain of seven seconds ago and went upstream. They're so goofy, so goofy it's endearing, awe-inspiring.

Destiny often runs counter to will. Birds fly against the wind and fish swim upstream. Although they die, their determination is not willing to be bound by fate, and they will not rot with the grass and trees.Thinking of this, Su Bai wanted to ascend to the top, and the longing for a glimpse of the world and the scenery became inexplicably strong. Often times, when a person has will or ideas, his steps will not be so heavy. Any footprints left on the snow, petals on the snow, are still so charming.

The bright green bamboo forests dotted with this white snow scene, come here.Su Bai finally saw the back of the same color.Obviously, the gorgeous and expensive robes were covered with slush, and the immature face was dazed, looking forward with some hesitation. The snow scene is like a sharp sword, and there are pools of blood on the mountain road above it, which is shocking.It was this pool of blood that made the disciple hesitate and lower his head slightly.

This is the son of a nobleman.Su Bai walked lightly.It was like a warm spring breeze blowing past this disciple, but his eyes never stayed on this figure, and walked towards the wildly rolled bamboo leaves.Until a fluttering piece of clothing disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

Seeing Su Bai said so calmly.The disciple smiled nervously: "It seems that it is not as scary as it looks."

Saying this, the disciple stepped forward.It's just that the sweeping bamboo leaves cut his robe in an instant, and the bloody scarlet stained the swaying snowflakes. The disciple's face was full of pain and horror.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away.Thousands of people disappeared.

Wandering among the bright green bamboo forests, Su Bai understood this sentence.

He walked for a long time, probably hundreds of meters or more than a thousand meters, and he never saw other figures again.

It wasn't until the end of the bamboo forest that Su Bai saw a figure in ragged clothes crawling forward on the snow, like a smear of vermilion dripping from a white scroll that hadn't been dipped in ink, and the scarlet blood was somewhat eye-catching in the snow-capped world.

In the scent of flowers, Su Bai smelled the long-lost smell, the smell of blood.

Looking down at the young man who was crawling forward, Su Bai never stopped, and moved forward step by step.

The young man in ragged clothes did not raise his eyes to look at Su Bai, until Su Bai's figure disappeared at the end of the wind and snow, and the moment his back flashed in his sight, confusion appeared in the corner of the young man's eyes. Dao's figure was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.Lowering his head and gritting his teeth, the young man continued to crawl forward.It seems that by crawling to the end, you can climb out of the dirty, uncared for slums and climb towards the starry sky.

The companions I met for the first time were princes and nobles, the companions I met on the second floor were disciples from slums, and the companions I met for the third time were two law enforcement officers.The moon-white ancestral robe was like snow, and the two enforcers carried the stunned disciples in their left and right hands. They were surprised to see Su Bai approaching. They clearly remembered that they had never seen Su Bai when they came up.

"Dead?" Su Bai saluted slightly, looking at the blood-stained disciples.

"Have passed out!" Among them, the older law enforcers glanced at Su Bai, and said in an annoyed manner.

"Are there many people in front?" Su Bai asked.

"Many, almost fainted to the ground. If you don't want to suffer, you can follow us down the mountain with peace of mind." Another law enforcement officer reminded: "The mountain road ahead is even more rugged and extremely difficult."

"I finally caught up." Su Bai smiled lightly and continued walking against the wind and snow.

Looking at Su Bai's back, the two law enforcers shook their heads slightly. They had to be busy today, and looked down at the disciples caught by their waists. Most of these dizzy disciples were from slums, and their cultivation It is far inferior to those disciples who were born in princes and aristocrats, or who have been trained by the sect, but their will is like a bright bamboo forest on the mountain road.

Passing by the rushing mountain spring, Su Bai stopped his figure for the first time, untied the quaint sword behind his back, and after cleaning the dust on the sword, Su Bai moved forward again, walking and walking, he finally I saw dense figures.Just like what the two law enforcers said, there were really a lot of people, but most of them fainted, and a few crawled forward in the wind and snow.

People who start late often can not only enjoy the mountain scenery, but also the scenery on the road. Looking at the figure walking in front, Su Bai has a smile on his mouth, like a horse passing by in the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River It is not an exaggeration to sing along the way.

The disciples who were crawling forward all raised their heads to look at this figure, until a moment later there was a weak intermittent voice: "Su Bai!"

The steep and straight road looks like the skeleton of a giant dragon, striding across the sky above the sky.

Dressed in snow-white clothes, he floated up, took advantage of the wind and snow, soared upwards, until the end, Su Bai didn't know how many people he had surpassed, until a familiar figure appeared in Su Bai's line of sight, and only then did the black eyes With a smile on his face, he bent down and picked up the bamboo leaves on the ground. The sharp bamboo leaves are like a sharp sword, exuding sharpness... (to be continued...)