The strongest sword god system

【First Update】

A calm voice sounded unhurriedly, and the whispering around stopped abruptly.

Countless eyes looked at the Jiange standing in the dusk, and a lazy figure stood there, like the pure and tranquil white snow.Holding the scroll in one hand, the scholar gently pressed the straw hat, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the chattering Luo Feng in the distance, and said indifferently: "Who allowed you to stand here?"

With black hair dancing wildly, Seven Sins stood behind the scholar like a javelin, his hazy eyes filled with endless chill.

The newly recruited disciples who were talking with each other retreated a few steps to both sides, looked at the scholar and Qi Zui respectfully: "Senior brother Mu Ya, senior brother Qi Zui."

"It's a joke. The entire Yaoguang Pavilion is under the leadership of Motu, why can't I stand here." Luo Feng felt the coldness in the scholar's calm voice, and his heart trembled slightly, but on the surface, he showed a righteous look , with a half-smile and said: "The arrogant leader died in the sword tomb. Now this new disciple has no leader, and you, Mu Ya, were the strongest in the outer sect in the past. Whether it is prestige or strength, you are qualified to succeed this new disciple. Leader Jin, tsk tsk, brother here congratulates junior brother Mu Ya for becoming the new leader. However, as a senior brother, I still want to warn my junior brother, and my junior brother should learn from the lessons of the previous leader and know how to restrain himself."

"There is always only one new leader, and that is Su Bai."

"Also, the life and death of Junior Brother Su Bai is uncertain. You are always cursing the leader with your mouth, which is really annoying."

"As a scholar, what I hate the most is the chattering green demon baby."

The moment the scholar's words with a slight sneer echoed, his body instantly turned into a phantom.It appeared right in front of Luo Feng in the blink of an eye: "Even if Motu came here in person, he wouldn't be able to step here without my permission."

The ice-cold voice made Luo Feng's eyes shrink suddenly. Looking at the scholar who appeared in front of him like a ghost, Luo Feng's heart sank slightly. This kid is able to rush to the Jiange ranking, and he really has some skills.However, although Luo Feng felt cold in his heart, he was not afraid at all.Immediately, a violent aura surged out of his body, and at the same time, his slightly sharp nails slammed down on the figure galloping towards the scholar like sharp sword blades: "You brazen fellow. It seems that this freshman Most of Jin's disciples are arrogant and conceited."

Looking at the falling sword finger, the scholar's black eyes were cold.Tread lightly.The ancient scroll in his hand immediately unfolded.

The brush on it was like a dragon snake, and the majestic several lines of handwriting immediately had a terrifying sword energy sweeping over it. Carrying the power of thousands of waves, the stretched ancient scroll ruthlessly hit Luo Feng's sword finger.

Kaka!

There was a sound like broken bones.

Luo Feng's complexion immediately turned pale and terrified.The whole body trembled violently.Under this shock.Back quickly.

puff!

Taking a few steps back, Luo Feng could no longer keep his body steady and fell to the ground.There was a sweet moment in the throat, and blood spurted out immediately.

Immediately, the scholar walked among the remaining disciples like a dragon, and the cyan ancient scroll in his hand was thrown out with fierce vigor, hitting the chests of Li Xue and the others, accompanied by a series of clicks. There was a dull clicking sound, and figures flew out in embarrassment, hitting the ground fiercely.

In an instant, none of the disciples of Motu's team was spared, and they all fell to the ground and howled.Looking at the scholar who slapped it away like a fly, bursts of enthusiastic shouts immediately resounded in the dead square.Looking at the flushed Luo Feng, the scholar squinted his lazy eyes, and said calmly: "Tell Motu, if he doesn't restrain you group of green monsters, then I don't mind playing with his position as the leader of the Yaoguang Pavilion. "

At this moment, the scholar is like a thunder dormant in the clouds, suddenly showing his sharpness, but his lazy eyes make these disciples shiver.Luo Feng got up with some difficulty, with some horror in his eyes.Could it be that all the new disciples this year are so terrifying, Su Bai is like this, and so is this lazy scholar-looking young man in front of him. Luo Feng can feel that the former's cultivation base should be on par with his own, but he can explode such terrifying strength.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Luo Feng said harshly: "I will personally convey these words to Motu leader, I hope you can withstand the leader's anger safely. By the way, I remember your arrogant leader and Motu The leader has been invited to fight, and now he is dead, this invitation to fight, if you new leaders have the backbone, then send someone to take over, don't forget to prepare your contribution points."

After saying these harsh words, Luo Feng staggered away, and the rest of the disciples got up one after another, their sharp eyes swept across the lazy-faced scholar, with a sneer in the corner of their mouths, and they followed closely behind Luo Feng.

Looking at some fleeing figures, Qi Zui didn't have any smile on his face, but a little dignified, stepped forward and looked at the scholar and said: "They will never let this matter go easily. I heard that Motu has broken through the bottleneck , stepping to the eighth level of condensed energy. These days, he should be consolidating his cultivation in retreat."

The scholar nodded slightly, slowly put away the ancient scroll, and lazily said: "Naturally, a group of small-minded guys will not miss the opportunity to make trouble."

"I personally went to Tianji Pavilion to see the leader of Huamo, and she asserted that the leader really died in the sword tomb." Seven Sins' tone was a little heavy.

"Most of the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion and Tianji Pavilion have not left the sword tomb."

"I have confirmed this from Yang Xiu. The leader and most of the Tianquan Pavilion disciples failed to get out of the sword tomb."

"Concluding that the leader is dead without walking out of the sword tomb is a bit too hasty." Qi Zui frowned, a little unacceptable: "Did he really die in the sword tomb?" Having said that, Qi Zui Sin turned his head to look at the scholar.

"I don't know." The lazy expression on the scholar's face was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but increase his strength in holding the ancient scroll. He met Qi Sin's eyes and said word by word: "I only know that the new leader will always be him. Without his permission, no one can step into this area, not those Yaoguang Pavilion disciples, nor Motu." The scholar's words were resounding, revealing an incomparable firmness,

The appearance of the famous swordsman's tomb caused a huge disturbance in the Langya Seven Pavilions. Countless teams were ready to move, but they returned with the disastrous defeat of the first team.The swordsman's tomb was gradually covered with a shadow of death mystery.It was this kind of shadow that made countless forces that were about to move had to give up this idea. Until several weeks in a row, the task of the swordsman's tomb was ignored in the Sword Palace, and it was hung up high.

Many people felt sorry for the disciple who died in the sword tomb.The aptitude of these disciples is good, especially Xie Yang and Bai Bin, two disciples at the ninth level of condensed energy.The death of the two caused the rankings on the Langya Sword Pavilion to change drastically, and the disciples who were behind these people moved up one after another.The entire Langya Sword Pavilion was full of people's voices, and countless people were happy, and for no reason, the bets in their hands increased a lot.

Compared with the joy of these people, some people are ashamed.

"Why did he die?" Ximen Qiuzui held the Langya sword card in his hand and looked at the stone swords in the distance, on which Su Bai's name had been erased.

"What about Ximen officials, if this guy dies, we can only place the bet in our own hands."

"Damn it, I went bankrupt and spent a lot of money hoarding dozens of bets in other people's hands. Before it can increase, I will lose everything."

"This guy Su Bai is really real. He dared to carry out the first-level mission after only a few months. Who does he think he is?"

Several crying voices rang in Ximen Qiuzui's ears non-stop. Ximen Qiuzui raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the hysterical crowd, wanting to cry: "What are you crying about? Damn, this thief God is simply unreasonable, God is jealous of talents. I have pity on my junior brother Su Bai, who unfortunately passed away before he could realize his ambition. Respect the dead, the dead are old. If you feel unhappy, you can bet your money Transfer it to me, so why care about a dead person."

"Are you serious?" The hysterical curses disappeared, and countless eyes fell on Ximen Qiuzui.

Ximen Qiuzui cried out inwardly, Damn, this kind of pretense in the past was easy to say, but it was pulled out suddenly without control.Meeting the expectant eyes of everyone, Ximen Qiuzui knew that if he refused, these people would definitely kill him alive, and said with a slightly crying voice: "Really, but it was transferred to me at the original price."

It was already an ecstatic thing to be able to sell the bets that had been placed in their hands. In just a moment, these disciples who held Su Bai's bets sold them one after another, and transferred the bets to Ximen Qiuzui.Under Ximen Qiuzui's terrified gaze, the bets in his hands skyrocketed until finally, except for the bets held by Su Bai, the scholar, and Lin Jinxuan, the rest of the bets were all in the hands of Ximen Qiuzui.

"More than nine hundred bets." Ximen Qiuzui's hands were trembling slightly, his body was even a little unsteady, and he wanted to cry without tears. These bets were destined to be lost in his own hands, "Junior Brother Su Bai, I, Ximen, beg you Even if you die, you have to climb back for me."

On the stage of Langya Qige, it will never lose its color because of losing anyone.

In the first days, the death of Su Bai and others was still a topic of great interest, but after a few days, few people talked about it again.

It was only mentioned occasionally, and they always said with a bit of regret: "It's a pity for those disciples, especially the new leader. Tsk tsk, but fortunately, Ximen Qiuzui bought my bet away."

Until the end, the name Su Bai even completely faded out of everyone's sight.

There are very few people who can miss him, such as Bu Yunhan, the scholar, the Seven Sins, and Ximen Qiuzu who is staring at the Zongmen Avenue...

For Su Bai, trials and tribulations filled with endless crises are happening all the time.

This is a long transformation. Su Bai walked in the boundless and boundless forest, and the white clothes all over his body were scarlet... (To be continued...)