Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Across all directions!"

Before Sui Baide could recover from the shock, Ci Song launched another attack. The Shuihan Sword in his hand swung rapidly, and the sword energy condensed instantly and roared towards Sui Baide.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, like a dense sword net, blocking all Sui Baide's escape routes, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Shenxiao Thunder Technique, Lei Yu!"

Sui Baide's expression was extremely solemn. As he dodged quickly, he thrust the long knife in his hand into the ground, and a bolt of lightning spread instantly, turning into a thunder wall and hitting the sword energy.

"Rumble"

The sword energy collided fiercely with the thunder wall, making a deafening roar. The entire space was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Damn it, the Holy Son cannot be insulted, you have completely pissed me off."

Sui Baide dispersed the lightning on the long knife, bit his fingertips, and attached his own blood to the emerald green blade.

In an instant, the emerald green blade was like an ancient giant beast that had awakened, making a heart-shaking buzzing sound.

"It is a great honor for you to die under my Saint-killing Blade."

As soon as Sui Baide finished speaking, the emerald green blade suddenly burst out with a bright green light, and a terrifying aura instantly filled the air. The surrounding death energy was dispersed, and the place where the green light shone was full of life, but The green light full of vitality revealed a strong murderous intention.

"If your Saint-killing Blade was a saint's treasure, maybe I would look down upon you, but it's a pity."

Although Sui Baide's current strength was several times stronger than that of Shang Wuliang, he never posed a threat to him from beginning to end, and Ci Song was not prepared to continue to struggle with him. When his voice fell, his whole aura exploded. Open, spreading around like a flood that bursts from a dam.

"Rumble"

There was a muffled thunder, and dark clouds covered the sky. Above the sky, the dark clouds that covered the sky gathered and enveloped the entire sky.

The dark clouds were so low that they seemed within reach, and there was a dull sound of thunder in them, which was breathtaking.

A chilling feeling enveloped the space between heaven and earth.

"This, what kind of sword intent is this? Is it so terrifying?!"

Sui Baide's expression was extremely solemn. He looked at Ci Song in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

At some point, Ci Song's Shui Han Sword had been transferred to his left hand. On the sword body, cold air lingered, and a sharp and majestic sword energy condensed around his body.

"Longing the sword, flying sword with a hundred steps!"

Ci Song's voice was unusually calm. At the same time, he raised his left hand suddenly, and the Shui Han Sword seemed to be given life, breaking away from Ci Song's restraints and turning into a silver stream of light that cut through the sky. The sword rotated and flew in the air, with a mysterious trajectory, deadly precision and sharpness. Ci Song's entire body turned into a sword light, following closely behind.

"Whoosh!"

The Shui Han Sword drew a perfect arc in the air. At the tip of the sword, a bit of cold light flashed. Wherever it passed, the air was split into two, making a sharp hiss. The sword body vibrated in the air, making a "buzzing" sound. The sound of swords.

Sui Baide only felt a terrifying sword energy locking him, making him unable to move. His expression was extremely solemn, and the long knife was placed across his chest, trying to block Ci Song's flying sword.

"Clang!"

The Shui Han Sword hit the long sword, making a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting. The sword energy and lightning exploded at the same time, and the entire space shook violently.

But Sui Baide's face showed a look of horror. At the moment of collision, his long sword blocked Ci Song's frontal offensive, but the terrifying sword energy directly passed over the Saint-killing Blade and instantly invaded his body. , crazily destroying the vitality of his body.

"Pfft!"

Sui Baide spurted a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, hitting the ground heavily. A terrifying sword mark penetrated his chest, and blood spurted out, instantly dyeing him red. silver robe.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Blood dripped from the corner of Sui Baide's mouth, and his face was full of fear and unwillingness. He couldn't believe that he was defeated by Ci Song, and he was defeated so completely.

"Whoosh."

After defeating Sui Baide, Shuihan Sword drew an arc in the air and flew back to Ci Song's hands again.

"bite."

Ci Song took the Shui Han Sword and flicked the sword lightly, making a clear sword cry. At the same time, the sword energy in his left hand slowly dissipated, revealing his intact palm.

From the beginning to the end, he was not injured at all by Sui Baide's Saint-killing Blade.

"It's a pity that although your sword is good, you can't exert its power. Holy Son, you don't live up to your name."

As soon as Ci Song finished speaking, Sui Baide spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt directly on the ground.

He inserted the Saint-killing Blade into the ground with his right hand and tried to stand up, but in the end he fell to his knees in a pool of blood. His eyes were fixed on Ci Song, as if he wanted to carve his face into his face. into the soul.

"Me, I didn't lose to you, I just lost to my cultivation. If I were in this world, I would kill you like a dog." Sui Baide's voice was hoarse and low, filled with endless resentment.

"Failure is defeat. If you and I were the same age, I would kill you like a chicken."

Ci Song was not moved at all by Sui Baide's explanation. His voice was cold and indifferent, as if he was stating a fact.

"You...puff!"

Hearing this, Sui Baide spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell into a pool of blood, completely losing his last breath of life.

"Brother Ci Song, are you okay?"

After the battle, Mo Yao hurriedly came to Ci Song's side to check whether he was okay. She originally wanted to use Lezhi to assist Ci Song, but Ci Song refused and asked her to watch the battle from the side. Naturally, she felt Worried that Ci Song would be injured.

"Our realm is at the pinnacle of the Imperial Academy. This Holy Son has just entered the Imperial Academy. If we can't kill him without injury, I'm afraid he will be ridiculed by others if we tell him."

Mo Yao didn't think Ci Song's words were exaggerated, but felt that they were reasonable. No one believed in Ci Song's strength more than her.

"Well, Brother Ci Song is the best."

Hearing Mo Yao's compliment, a smile appeared on Ci Song's lips. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Sui Baide's body turn into golden light and disappear.

"It seems that Sui Baide also found a temporary pass. I originally thought that killing him would delay him for a day. It seems that this idea failed."

Ci Song looked at the direction where Sui Baide disappeared and said thoughtfully. As he spoke, Ci Song looked at the score on his palm and found that his score had only increased by sixty points, with a look of suspicion on his face.

"Yao'er, have your scores increased?"

Hearing this, Mo Yao looked at the number in his palm. Five hundred and ninety-eight points had not increased at all, "No, plus you just killed four ghost soldiers, which added two points, but there was no increase. "

"Nearly ten days have passed. How could Sui Baide's score be only 100 points?"

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