The strongest sword god system

Blood was about to ooze from his fair face, Su Bai's chest heaved rapidly, panting heavily.

"There are only three steps, so there should be only three corresponding sword steles in the ninth floor!"

"The higher you go up, the more terrifying the aura permeating the sword tablet is, and the more terrifying its inheritance is." Su Bai clenched his palms tightly, and the dusty ladder reflected in his black eyes: "I am afraid that the strongest inheritance in Langya Sect is In this ninth floor, my father and the others should have also obtained the inheritance in this sword stele building, and I don’t know which floor they stepped on. No matter what, I, Su Bai, will decide on the strongest inheritance.”

With his eyes shining, a smile slowly overflowed from the corner of Su Bai's mouth, and he lifted his foot to step on the first step.

The moment Su Bai's footsteps landed on the steps, there was a sudden roar in the dead silence of the eighth floor, and the incomparably majestic momentum was like a pair of invisible hands holding Su Bai's feet, trying to pull Su Bai's feet back Going back to the eighth floor, at the same time, scarlet blood suddenly oozes from the ancient stone steps. The blood stains Su Bai's spotless white boots red. flooded my mind.

Outside the Sword Monument, Li Muchen shook his head with a wry smile on his face and said, "He is at the end of his strength now, if he continues to support, he may be injured by the terrifying sword intent in the Sword Monument, and even pierce his heart, two seniors Please act to seal the ninth floor."

The double-eyed old man nodded his head slightly, and was about to snap his fingers to seal the ninth floor, but a terrifying thought sounded like a gust of wind from outside the Jianbei Tower, and then Chu Ge's indifferent voice sounded: "He hasn't given up yet, The two seniors can just watch."

heard the words.The white-browed old man frowned lightly and said, "The three sword intents in the ninth level are extremely overbearing, and even the innately strong can't bear it. Although Su Bai understands the sword intent, his strength is only in the Qi Condensation state. Once he can't bear it With the impact of those three sword intents, I am afraid that he will be immersed in the shadow of those three sword intents for the rest of his life, and the gains outweigh the losses."

"Is the gain outweighing the loss? A gorgeous fall is better than a stupid cowardice. A young eagle can only soar nine days after being baptized by wind and rain. If he wants to become a strong man over the Situolanke Palace, the hardships in front of him will seem insignificant." Chu Ge His voice was cold with reason, resounding in Li Muchen's ears.

Su Bai frowned deeply.Looking at the white boots that gradually turned scarlet.He didn't know whether the blood seeping from his feet came from the ladder or his own feet, but what made him feel sorry was that he had just put on these white boots.

"It's fucking painful." Su Bai cursed with a smile. At this moment, the sharp and terrifying sword intent was like thousands of invisible steel needles.Straight to the soles of Su Bai's feet.This kind of pain, which was more unforgettable than heart-piercing, made Su Bai's face pale as snow.Looking sideways at the dim eighth floor, his slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed, and Su Bai breathed out lightly as if enjoying himself.His eyes became sharp like a sword in an instant, and the right hand that was pressed on the hilt suddenly raised!

Clang!

The clear and crisp sound of the sword swayed, and the bright sword body dragged the bright and dazzling sword light to move, but the lonely sword intent was completely condensed on the Qingfeng ancient sword: "The inheritance left here by the predecessors is to let the The younger generations come to inherit, don't make trouble, if it continues, I will completely crush your sword intent!"

The moment he drew his sword, Su Bai took another step. At this moment, his swaying figure became as steady as a mountain, without any anxiety in his steps. Instead, he stepped up the ladder calmly, just like stepping on his own attic. Su Bai slowly walked up the ladder to the ninth floor. His steps were heavy and hard, as if he wanted to break the ladder under his feet.

The white-browed old man and the double-eyed old man looked at Su Bai's back from a distance. Although they couldn't see Su Bai's expression, they could feel the pain Su Bai was suffering all the time, and his mind was tense all the time, until Su Bai stepped on the ninth stage. When they were upstairs, the double-eyed old man and the others breathed a sigh of relief, with unspeakable joy in their eyes.

"He succeeded."

"Straight up to the Ninth Floor, this endurance and forbearance are enough to compare with those of us who are old."

"Now it depends on whether he can comprehend the inheritance in the Jiuzhonglou. I remember that only the suzerain, Su Ying, and the two ancestors have comprehended the inheritance in the Jiuzhonglou."

Li Muchen smacked his mouth. This little guy is not very old, but he is always incomprehensible. The cowardice of a young man can't be seen in him at all. Looking at that thin figure, Li Muchen can vaguely feel it. To the madness of never giving up in the latter.

A kind of severe pain spread in Su Bai's body accompanied by a faint numbness. Su Bai stepped on the ninth floor, and then the terrifying coercion receded. When suffering pain, Su Bai also enjoyed this kind of pain. Feeling exhilarated and returning the sword calmly, Su Bai found that the space in the ninth floor was extremely small. Compared with the previous eighth floor, it was only an attic at best.

And the most eye-catching thing in the entire attic is the three sword steles, which are several feet high, exuding an infinitely long-lasting aura. They are separated by several meters, but Su Bai can see the engraved patterns on the sword steles. The sword stele in the eighth building, these sword steles are not filled with terrifying oppression, but have a kind of back to basics charm. Su Bai stepped forward, stared at the sword stele in front of him, and suddenly noticed that there was a vague Clear handwriting.

On the sword stele on the far left, the words read: The sword follows the way, the love also follows the way, never give up the sword, never give up love.

On the sword stele on the far right, the words read: Wujian Chunqiu, famous all over the world.

On the sword tablet in the middle, its handwriting has long been erased by the years. Su Bai's fingers slowly touched the traces on it, and whispered: "Feng... Love alone walk... Tianya road, tears have become... Ice is a sword Crazy."

Looking at the three sword steles in front of him, Su Bai stared at them for a long time, but he couldn't see the clues inside them. However, when his eyes touched the handwriting in front of him, his face suddenly turned pale, and the blurry handwriting in front of him vaguely turned into a Taoist essence. The sword intent was rushing through Su Bai's mind. Su Bai never thought that the simple strokes in front of him contained such a terrifying sword intent.

Su Bai immediately closed his eyes, coughed a few times, and spit out bloody phlegm.

Even with his eyes closed, the sword intent transformed by those strokes still hovered in his heart, cutting Su Bai's flesh and blood lightly like a cold sword peak.

"Terrible!" Su Bai murmured softly: "Even when I saw the two seniors Qi Chi and Qi Demon before, I never felt it. I am afraid that his attainments in the way of swordsmanship far surpass those two predecessors, Chess Chi and Chess Demon."

"However, these three sword monuments are so extraordinary, it is a bit difficult to choose." Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, looking at the three sword monuments in front of him quietly: "If it weren't for the damn restriction, I wouldn't mind Simultaneously practice these three sword steles."

Just when Su Bai was hesitating, outside the Jianbei Building, Li Muchen turned his head to the double-eyed old man and said, "Senior, do you think Su Bai is suitable for that kind of inheritance?"

"These three kinds of inheritance require the practitioner to have extremely high talent and comprehend the sword intent, and Su Bai's evil talent is quite suitable no matter which inheritance he is practicing. Now it depends on how he chooses. Inheritance is not so simple to practice, throughout the ages, there are countless strong people in the sect who have entered the Nine Layers Building, but there are only a handful of people who can understand its inheritance, only Su Ying, Chu Ge, me and Qi Chi."

"Even if you, Li Muchen, haven't fully comprehended the Ten Thousand Gods Sword Tribulation, you only comprehend one of them!" The old man with double eyes slowly landed the chess piece on the chessboard, and said unhurriedly: "But in my opinion, no matter Whether it is the Ten Thousand Gods Sword Tribulation or the Piaomiao Sword Twelve, it is not suitable for Su Bai to practice. After all, his control over the sword intent has not yet reached the extreme, and his current cultivation level is only at the Qi Condensation level. It’s not too late to learn.”

"As for the rest of the heart sword technique, he is suitable." The double-eyed old man said softly.

At this moment, Su Bai's standing and motionless figure in the Jiuzhong Building walked straight towards the sword tablet in the center, the fierce sword aura lingered on his fingertips, and the scarlet blood splashed on the sword tablet from his fingertips, which was simple and unremarkable. Bright and dazzling brilliance suddenly appeared on Guang's sword tablet, and just behind these brilliance, Su Bai vaguely saw patterns.

Said to be patterns, Su Bai thinks it is more like Dao Dao Jian Guang.

Concentrating, Su Bai stared at the pattern that was close to this foot, and suddenly had a feeling that his body dissipated and his soul wanted to rush to that pattern.

When these patterns became clearer and clearer, endless dizziness swept in like a tide, submerging Su Bai's whole body, the scene in front of him changed in vain, the scarlet blood sea leaped into Su Bai's sight, Su Bai lowered his eyebrows Looking at it, he seemed to have turned into nothingness, but in front of his eyes, countless bright and dazzling sword lights shrouded the world.

And in the middle of the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, a figure with black clothes like black ink and white hair like frost was standing still holding the blood sword.

Let the sword light tearing the sky and the earth gallop towards him, if the shadow of the figure is not seen,

Just when the sword light was about to completely cover this figure, the swordsman slowly raised his head and raised the long sword in his hand. Immediately, endless sword intent filled the sky, and the sound was like Hong Zhong's sword cry and majestic The aura actually made the sky and the earth change color, darkened, ghosts weeping blood, just when the sword intent swept past, the swordsman who came with the sword stood there as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, his eyes were lifeless .

And the heads of the swordsmen a little far away were thrown into the sky one after another, and the shrill screams sounded from the heads, which was horrifying.

From the swordsman further away, blood gushed out.

When the breeze blows, those standing swordsmen turned into blood and splashed all over the ground, and the scattered white powder can be vaguely seen.

"Is this swordsmanship?" Su Bai's heart trembled slightly, and an unimaginable severe pain continuously came from the depths of his soul, as if it wanted to tear Su Bai's body completely. At the same time, in the mountain of bloody corpses, the road The white-haired figure slowly raised his head, his cold and ruthless gaze fixed on Su Bai, and a solemn voice sounded next to Su Bai's ear: "Heart sword, killing swordsmanship!"

"Heart sword?"

The shocking picture in front of him suddenly became fragmented, Su Bai's vision blurred, and the dim Jianbei Tower appeared in his sight again.

Looking at the familiar sword stele in front of him, the brilliance on it was still flowing, but the previous picture appeared in front of Su Bai. The scene just now was very real. The voice of the hearing system echoed in my mind: "Congratulations to the host for mastering the Heart Sword, the quality level is unknown, and the level is 0." (To be continued...)