The strongest sword god system

"This is the sword intent he comprehended."

"The sword intent that surpasses the sword intent of the ancestors is like the emperor in the sword."

The double-eyed old man and the white-browed old man frowned slightly, looking directly at the white-clothed figure, they could vaguely sense the sharp and impeccable edge.

There was also a little shock in Li Muchen's eyes. He had felt Su Bai's sword intent left in Langya Sword Pavilion in the past. At that time, he felt that Su Bai's sword intent was terrifying, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying: "Those who can comprehend the sword intent A swordsman is also a genius of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship that can make the ancestors tremble and even fear is the king of the swordsmanship. In just a few minutes, he has stepped to the sixth level."

"With this alone, Su Bai can surpass Chu Xiu and Su Ying." Li Muchen clenched his hands, his expression a little moved.

Under the starry sky, a gratified smile appeared on Chu Ge's indifferent face, and he murmured: "In the end, I still lose to you, Su Ying!"

In the empty sixth-floor building, the mournful sound of swords continued and gathered into one piece.

Su Bai stared at the sword steles on both sides, all of which were filled with terrifying and sharp sword intent. Obviously, the strong people who left the inheritance here at the beginning had all experienced the sword intent. Compared with the sword stele in the fifth floor, here There are fewer sword steles, only twelve.

"In the hundreds of years of Langya Sect, there have been countless strong men, but among these innate strong men, there are very few who can understand the sword intent. There are twelve completely different sword intents here, which means that there were twelve strong men. Those who have comprehended the sword intent, when did the Langya Sect produce these twelve strong men?" Su Bai frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that the Langya Sect was becoming more and more extraordinary.At least not as simple as it seems.

His slender fingertips flicked across the sword stele, and Su Bai walked straight towards the seventh floor. The inheritance of the twelve sword quilts here seemed to make Su Bai's heart flutter. The inheritance is bound to be extremely terrifying, but what Su Bai cares more about is the inheritance on the upper floors, and the inheritance there will definitely be more terrifying than here.

"People often want better things, not the best." Su Bai frowned and said with a light smile, standing on the ladder leading to the seventh floor.Compared with the ladder leading to the sixth floor, the ladder here is shorter.There are only seven steps.

Su Bai noticed.These seven steps are covered with a layer of dust, apparently very few people have stepped on them.

"If there is a better one, who will miss it." Su Bai stepped up the ladder again, and a shocking force surged out of this world in vain. Su Bai suddenly felt that the dim sword monument building in front of him was in sight dissipated in.Instead, it was a bloody scene.

The sky is dark.Blood splashed.Blood flowed like a river.

A white-clothed swordsman walks in the rain of blood with a sword in his hand, holding an infant child in his arms, but behind him is a peerless woman.However, the face that made the world pale was covered with shocking scars.

The man in white kept going, walked through the yellow sand desert, walked through the endless glaciers, and walked to the ancient temple covered with red leaves all over the mountains. It dripped down, cutting off his flesh and blood. He looked straight at the ancient Buddha all over the sky with eyes as clear as a quiet spring, and said lightly: "Is there really a Buddha in this world? If there is my Buddha, then I After slaughtering all the Buddhas in the sky, can she stand up and continue dancing for me?"

"If there is no Buddha in the world, what do you believe in?"

Countless figures in cassocks and cavalry in battle armor surged out of the Mantian ancient temple, rushing towards the figure in white like a tide.

Green blood flew across the sky, and the sky was dark.

Su Bai looked at the scene in front of him like an insignificant person. He saw the stunning sword light shaking the sky, and saw the blood rain swaying all over the sky dyeing the ancient Buddha statue red, and the scarlet blood dripped down the stone statue. It seems to be grinning happily, laughing at the world, laughing at the ants, laughing at the baby in swaddling...

Su Bai already understood what the scene in front of him was. He also understood who the white-clothed swordsman was furiously dancing with his sword. He also understood who the weeping baby was. The phantom came crashing down like the doomsday, bumping into the white-clothed swordsman and the infant baby. At that time, Su Bai heard the sound of his dantian breaking...

The rain of blood blurred Su Bai's vision until finally, the scene in front of him changed in vain. The magnificent sect of Langya Sect appeared in his eyes. He saw the swordsman in white lying covered in blood in the sea of ​​corpses. Bu Jingxian roared to the sky while holding the baby in her swaddle, and the Buddhas in Xituolanke Temple were laughing...

The scene changed again, and the scarlet sea of ​​corpses had been replaced by dirty slums. He saw a thin figure crawling amidst the humiliation of countless people, holding the dusty demon meat tightly with bloody hands. Scum...

"Is all this thanks to that Buddha?" Su Bai murmured softly, a heavy sense of depression permeated Su Bai's heart.

The short seven steps are like the memory flowing in Su Bai's soul. Every time Su Bai takes a step, these scarlet pictures become clearer and clearer. Su Bai knows that the scene in front of him is not an illusion, but a real existence in this body middle.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps, seven steps.

Su Bai stopped in his tracks, and the scarlet sea of ​​blood and the laughter of ancient Buddhas dissipated in front of him, and the dim Jianbei Tower appeared in Su Bai's sight again.

Su Bai lowered his eyebrows slightly, looking at the icy steps under his feet, his dripping blood had already dyed the steps red.

"She didn't die in battle before Langya Sect, she died among those Buddhas when she gave birth to me." Su Bai murmured, his eyes closed, without moving for a long time.At the beginning, Li Muchen told him that they died in battle before the Zongmen, but Li Muchen didn't know that when Su Ying came to the Zongmen, she had already died.

"Xituo Lanke Palace, is there really a Buddha in the world? If there is a Buddha, then wait for me to kill you." Before the words fell, Su Bai opened his eyes, with a bright smile on his face, and stepped out of the seventh path steps.

The moment Su Bai stepped to the seventh floor, a dazzling light appeared outside the quaint Jianbei Tower again. Looking at the figure in white, both the old man with double pupils and the old man with white eyebrows showed ecstatic expressions: "The first Seventh floor!"

In the seventh floor, there are only seven solitary sword steles.

Su Bai walked straight towards the ladder leading to the eighth floor, and stared at the ladder in front of him again. There were only five short steps, but these five steps made Su Bai feel like a world apart. He knew The sky ladder in front of him might be even more terrifying, but Su Bai raised his foot and landed on it without any hesitation, and a force that made Su Bai feel trembling surged up the steps.

boom!

Su Bai's body fell directly on the steps, and the blood on the cracked skin on his body gushed wildly.

"Damn it, it hurts!" This inexplicable power caught Su Bai by surprise, he raised his eyes to look at the end of the ladder, but there was a smile of enjoyment on the corner of his mouth, which finally made me feel pressured.

His face flushed red, Su Bai slowly raised his arms, pressed down on the steps, his veins bulged, and he crawled forward.

"The coercion pervading in the eighth floor can't even be supported by the strong man of the ninth floor of Tiangang. If he supports it forcefully like this, something will happen." Li Muchen turned his eyes to the old man with white eyebrows and the old man with double pupils, and said in a slightly worried tone.

Hearing this, the white-browed old man and the double-eyed old man raised their brows: "Wait until he can't hold on anymore, and then stop him."

As the words fell, the hands of the old man with white eyebrows and the old man with double pupils condensed their handprints. This handprint was like an arrow on a string, ready to shoot out at any moment.Under the gaze of the three eyes, every time Su Baiqi climbed forward a few inches, his whole body would tremble slightly.

Pain, pain like painstakingly engraved in the heart swept through.

However, Su Bai didn't mean to give up at all, especially looking at the end of this foot, Su Bai knew that once he gave up, all his previous efforts would be wasted: "Su Bai has come so far, if he gives up now, he will be a complete idiot , support me!"

Gritting his teeth, Su Bai's clear eyes burst into madness, and he climbed forward again. It took Su Bai about ten minutes to climb up the short five steps. At the Eighth Floor, Li Muchen, the old man with white eyebrows and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their palms already soaked in cold sweat.

"The eighth floor, he is destined to surpass the former Su Ying!"

"There are five sword steles in the eight-story building. I don't know which one Su Bai will choose? I hope that Su Bai's talent can comprehend the inheritance on the sword stele, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain." The white-browed old man said softly.

Standing up, Su Bai swayed, looking at the five sword steles standing in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Su Bai's mouth, and he walked forward, but the coercion pervading in the eight-story building was extremely terrifying. Taking a step, my body trembled slightly.

Blood-stained fingertips slid across the sword tablet, Su Baiwei closed his eyes, and then, under the astonished eyes of Li Muchen and the other three, he walked straight towards the ninth floor. The old man with white eyebrows and the old man with double pupils were dumbfounded. One thought left: "This little guy is crazy." (To be continued...)