The strongest sword god system

Yuheng Pavilion.

The Yuheng Pavilion in the afterglow of the rising sun is sacred.

Compared to the turmoil in Kaiyang Pavilion and Yaoguang Pavilion, Yuheng Pavilion seemed extremely calm.Where there are people, there are disputes, and Xu Huang, the leader of Yuheng Pavilion, wiped out these disputes with the giant sword in his hand.It's hard to imagine that Xu Huang turned Yuheng Pavilion into a whole with his own strength and charm.

Hundreds of Yuheng Pavilion disciples sat on the Yanwu Square to discuss swords and talk about their experiences.

A figure hurriedly passed among them, nodding and bowing, brazenly asking these disciples for some cultivation experience.

Lin Jinxuan came slowly, looked at the figure, and softly called, "Yang Xiu."

The crisp and melodious ethereal sound silenced the square. In the crowd, Yang Xiu trembled slightly. He turned to look at Lin Jinxuan standing in the wind, with an ecstatic look on his face, and immediately came up to him.After sensing the aura permeating Lin Jinxuan's body, Yang Xiu smiled slightly: "Senior Sister Jinxuan, you have made a breakthrough."

Looking at the pinch marks and dust on Yang Xiu's face, Lin Jinxuan frowned slightly: "You don't need to beg them like this. If they really wanted to give you advice on your cultivation, they wouldn't tease you like this."

Wiping the dust off his face, Yang Xiu shook his head slightly, and said with a light smile: "Senior Sister Jinxuan, you also know that my aptitude is not good at all. I have been an inner disciple for several years, and my cultivation is still the same. Those who are arrogant in the lecture hall The lecturer will not explain these simple cultivation experiences for me, and you are retreating, I can only ask these brothers and sisters for advice. Besides, I practice with these brothers and sisters, which can also play a role in tempering myself."

Lin Jinxuan sighed suddenly: "His death was not your fault, why should you torture yourself like this?"

"Senior Sister Jinxuan." Yang Xiu said in a sullen voice, "I am not born in a prominent family like many of my senior brothers. However, people like me who live in the lower class know better about the world. In this world where human lives are worthless, people like me Even if I die, no one will think about it. Under such circumstances, Junior Brother Su Bai still protects me. If he hadn't been protecting me all the time, I would have died in the sword tomb long ago."

"Once upon a time, I thought that no matter how hard an ordinary person like me works, it is impossible to achieve any impressive results."

"But now I don't want to be so ordinary." Yang Xiu looked down at his rough palm, which had several shocking scars.This scar destroyed Yang Xiu's entire hand beyond recognition. Yang Xiu said in a low voice: "Senior sister, you once said that fate is like the palm lines on the palm of your hand. You are born to be destined. I will destroy all these palm lines. Destroy the ordinary Destiny is to create a new destiny and hold it in your own hands."

Raising his head, Yang Xiu looked at Lin Jinxuan with firm eyes: "Become stronger. One day. I will personally go to the tomb of the famous swordsman. I want to see people when I live. I want to see the corpse when I die. Even if Su Bai died in the sword tomb. I I also don't want him to be abandoned in the sword tomb, I want to bring him back to the sect myself."

Yang Xiu's voice was sonorous and powerful, as if swearing.

"Well said. I don't believe that Su Bai will die in the sword tomb." A loud and powerful voice sounded behind Yang Xiu.

Lin Jinxuan saluted slightly: "I've seen Senior Brother Ximen."

"Senior brother Ximen." Yang Xiu turned around and looked at Ximen Qiuzu who had squeezed through the crowd.Compared with dozens of days ago.Ximen Qiuzui was quite emaciated.Ximen Qiuzui looked at Lin Jinxuan with eyes full of radiance, and said with joy, "Junior Sister Jinxuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you still have the same demeanor. You have the strength to attack Langya Jiange now, Junior Sister, with your cultivation at the fifth level of condensed energy. You might as well go to Langya Try Jiange?"

"Senior Brother Ximen, long time no see." Lin Jinxuan smiled at Ximenqiu, "Could it be that Senior Brother Ximen hasn't picked up leaks recently?"

Ximen begged to get drunk and hesitated to speak, then lowered his voice and said: "Junior Sister, Junior Brother Yang Xiu, Senior Brother recently took a bet, and he will definitely make a profit, but he is so shy. As the saying goes, everyone can make money together, so I come to see you today." Two helpers." Ximen Qiuzui rubbed his hands, squinted his eyes and stretched out his hands to Yang Xiu and Lin Jinxuan, and said, "Hey, you two know about the glory of Zongheng Jiange for several years, so let's take some contribution points from senior brother and go bet together .”

"Brother, are you here to borrow contribution points?" Lin Jinxuan looked at Ximen Qiuzui in astonishment, then raised her own sword card, covered her mouth with a smile and said, "I still have more than a hundred contribution points."

"I also have more than a hundred contribution points." Yang Xiu said softly.

"Hundreds of points?" Ximen Qiuzui's eyes dimmed in vain, what can a few hundred points do.Grandma's, is it possible that Su Bai's bets are really sold, no, if this guy is lucky enough to survive, I will sell these bets, and I will lose.Ximen Qiuzui was extremely remorseful, damn it, he shouldn't have collected all these bets back then, and put them all in his own hands.While Ximen Qiuzui was chatting with Yang Xiu, several Yuheng Pavilion disciples with shocked and astonished faces walked around the square, as if they were looking for someone, and when they saw Ximen Qiuzui, they all rushed forward:

"Oh, brother Ximen, you are here. Didn't you say you were short of money last time, brother Ximen, and you asked me to borrow some contribution points from my younger brother, but I couldn't get back the funds last time. The younger brother withdrew some contribution points earlier, come on, brother Ximen borrow You contribute [-] points."

"Senior Ximen, didn't you say you wanted to sell your bets last time. Well, this time I went down the mountain to visit relatives and found out that Su Bai's ancestors had some relationship with the family. That's all, for the sake of the ancestors, you, Senior Brother Ximen The bet in my hand. I want a hundred bets."

Seeing the young people who came up to him, Ximen Qiuzui was taken aback, "Grandma, how did the attitude of these bastards change?"

At this moment, several young people came up to him, crying to buy the bet in Ximen Qiuzui's hand, which made Ximen Qiuzui feel that this matter was even more strange.Squinting his eyes slightly, Ximen Qiuzui looked these young people up and down, and said coldly: "By the way, do you guys have something to hide from me?"

Seeing Ximen Qiuzui's reluctance to drink water, the youths who spoke earlier sighed and enviously said: "Your official, you have made a lot of money. The new leader is not dead. He was shaken earlier. Guangge appeared."

"Is Su Bai dead?" Ximenqiu's drunken body shook, his eyes glowing: "I'm sorry. Grandma, I know how someone like Junior Brother Su Bai died in the sword tomb."

"Junior Brother Su Bai is not dead?" Yang Xiu and Lin Jinxuan asked impatiently with astonishment in their eyes.

Under questioning.Lin Jinxuan finally understood what happened in Yaoguang Pavilion before, when she heard that Su Bai swept away many Kaiyang Pavilion disciples and even defeated Gu Xi.Ximen Qiuzui was full of energy and said, "I've done it, I will definitely do it. If Junior Brother Su Bai goes to attack Langya Sword Pavilion this time, his ranking will definitely be higher."

Seeing the high-spirited Ximen Qiuzui, the people who had bet on selling at a low price in the past felt remorseful.

"Your official, don't be too happy." Another Yuheng Pavilion disciple hurriedly rushed to the end of the square, panting, rushed to Ximen Qiuzui and others, and said anxiously: "The newly promoted The leader brought this group of weak chickens to Kaiyang Pavilion to provoke trouble, tsk tsk, the leader of Kaiyang Pavilion, Mo Tu, said that he would cut Su down."

Going to Kaiyang Pavilion to pick trouble?

The ecstasy on Ximen Qiuzui's face suddenly froze.This feeling like riding a roller coaster made his face pale and terrifying.Damn, this Junior Brother Su Bai is so restless.As soon as he came back, he was the leader of Kaiyang Pavilion, and this leader of Kaiyang Pavilion was also ruthless enough to break Su Bai's junior brother.

"Motu? It's the one who challenged the leader in the past. He's pretty good. The new leader is so smart. He came here to provoke trouble."

"It seems that this new leader must lose an arm. Tsk tsk. Without an arm, what strength does he have to attack Jiange Langya?"

The whispers all around made Ximen Qiuzu break out in a cold sweat, Junior Brother Su Bai must not make mistakes.If you lose an arm or a leg, your bet will still be lost, no, you must discourage Junior Brother Su Bai from impulsive behavior.

Yang Xiu and Lin Jinxuan squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards Kaiyang Pavilion impatiently.

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, etc., I'll be with you for my brother." Ximen Qiuzui ran forward, his fat body trembling, it can be said that he used all his strength to feed.

Run wildly.

When Ximen Qiuzui and others walked into Kaiyang Pavilion, seeing the mess everywhere, Ximen Qiuzui broke out in a cold sweat: "It's over, it's late!"

The glaring scarlet broken arm was lying in a pool of blood, Lin Jinxuan looked solemnly at the upper area of ​​Kaiyang Pavilion, "Let's go."

When rushing to the upper area, Yang Xiu saw Yan Jian and the others standing there dumbfounded from a long distance away. This scene made Yang Xiu's expression more serious.

Ximen Qiuzui wailed even more: "It's really late. They must have fought."

Squeezing through the crowd, Ximen Qiuzui and Lin Jinxuan walked forward desperately, Ximen Qiuzui muttered: "Junior Brother Su Bai, my rich man, please don't worry." Yang Xiu and Lin Jinxuan squeezed forward first, their eyes following When Yan Jian and the others looked at him, his body was shocked.

Seeing Yang Xiu and Lin Jinxuan's reaction, Ximen Qiuzui's face turned pale again, it's over, it's impossible for Junior Brother Su Bai's arms to be severed.Thinking of this, Ximen Qiuzui's steps became a little weak, and he moved away from the crowd, his expression also became dull: "Damn it, hell!"

In front of the hall, the breeze blows.

As the dust fell to the ground, Su Bai stood in a pool of blood holding a sword, his thin and thin figure looked so tall at this moment.

The three of Lin Jinxuan looked over Su Bai's back, and there were shocking sword marks all over the ground. It was obvious that there had been a great battle here.At the same time, there was a figure in a state of embarrassment a few meters away, and this figure was clearly Motu, who used to be a high-spirited figure.His clothes were torn and his long hair was draped over his shoulders in a mess. Motu was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Su Bai noticed the strange gaze from behind, saw Lin Jinxuan, Yang Xiu, Ximen Qiuzui and others who were full of astonishment, smiled slightly and said, "Long time no see." After saying that, Su Bai held the ancient sword of Qingfeng and walked towards Motu , condescending, looking at the lifeless Motu, his eyes are indifferent.

Swish!

Qingfeng's ancient sword lit up with a slightly cold sword light, and slashed heavily at Motu's shoulder.

puff!

Blood splattered.

Bai Sensen's bones were thrown into the sky, accompanied by a mournful howl: "Ah..."

"Awake?" Su Bai bent down, holding the ancient Qingfeng sword on Motu's neck: "I just wanted to break your arm, so I would give you a chance to hold the sword again. But if I remember correctly, you You said you were going to break my hands, right?"

"Yes, so what. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit." The pain and anger made Motu's entire face distorted terribly, and he raised his head with difficulty, and a vicious look quickly appeared in his eyes: "Do you still want to win?" Break my arm? Then please take action, if you have the guts, you will kill me."

"Kill you?" Su Baiwei shook his head slightly, and raised the ancient Qingfeng sword in his hand again, cutting off Motu's other arm: "Your life is not qualified for me to enter the Law Enforcement Tower."

"Ah..." The shrill scream sounded again, and the intermittent weak voice came out of Motu's mouth: "Then I should thank you for saving my life, so that I can see with my own eyes that the prince of West Qin will take action and tear you to pieces." A scene."

Although Motu's voice was weak, the hatred in it did not diminish at all.

"Unfortunately, the result will disappoint you." Su Bai got up and looked into the distance. At the end of his sight, several figures were galloping towards him. The terrifying aura was like a blade cutting through the wind and snow, heading towards Su Bai. Come... (to be continued...)