Strongest Sword God System

The blood is soaring, the road is full of dead limbs and falls on the snow, splashing the scarlet.

Numerous screams were screaming in the snow, and Su Bai’s voice was cold and biting, blowing in the ears of the Gamba and others.

Several Kaiyangge disciplines looked at Su Bai with horror, and the silhouette was crumbling and lying in a pool of blood. The ancient Sword of Sufeng in the hands of Su Bai is slightly slanted and points to the ground. Su Bai’s pace seems to be random, and when every step falls, the momentum that pervades it rises.

Luo Feng looked stiff and angry and said: “Not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth. Do you think that Qi Condensation can sweep me around? Can you not laugh at these two choices? On the shoulder of the discipline, do you still want to stay safe in this room? Imagining people, dreaming.”

The face was covered with cockroaches, and the Luofeng figure was flashing like a blue smoke. The big hand on the sword hilt suddenly rose, and the lightning in his hand turned into Su Bai. The only remaining Kaiyang Pavilion disciples looked at each other, and the throat was a low-pitched snoring.

Most of these Kaiyangge disciplines were Motu who became the leader of the Kaiyang Pavilion and followed Motu, becoming the Kaiyangge discipline for several years. Whether it is the cultivation base or the experience is not comparable to the Shaguangge discipline, looking at the sword shadow that flows to Su Bai, the coldness in each eye.

The Sanskrit slightly bites his teeth and looks at the shots of Luo Feng and others. The fear in his heart seems to have dissipated a lot: “So many Kaiyangge disciplines, plus me. How can his Su Bai Strength be terrifying, and can’t One enemy ten.”

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The sky’s sword shadow shrouded, Su Bai looked at it indifferently, and the ancient Sword on the residual snow was like the most starlight starlight in the night sky, dragging the dark shadow shadow to the bottom, all will The shrouded sword light blocked it, and it was unbiased.

Su Bai calms down and walks lightly forward: “Is these two choices so funny?”

Whoosh!

In the shadow of the shadow, Su Bai Sword Finger pinched, the cold and ruthless Jianfeng immediately issued and launched, and fell on Luo Feng’s shoulder. The sharp and incomparable sword qi lingers on it, and instantly slams the right arm of Luo Feng, and the scarlet is splashing with hot blood.

Looking at the unstoppable Su Bai, the anger on the face of Yan and other people turned into a strange, incomparably shocked. In just a few dozen miles, the leader’s Strength became so terifying, it was a god-killing, no one Can block.

Su Bai stepped forward and the ancient Sword in his hand continued to drop blood. This is a bloody picture, rushing to the back of the Sanskrit scalp. The lingering light of the corner of the Vatican swept over the old hand, and the panic in the eyes dissipated a lot. The raised giant sword turned slightly in midair, and its figure immediately rushed toward the ancient. Obviously, at this moment, there is no battle intent in the heart of the Sanskrit, and only the hope can be pinned on the ancient.

“Want to leave? I don’t think it’s too late.” Su Bai pupil light seems to be electric. When the sword is out, his attention is focused on Luo Feng and the Fan Ge. The tip of the toe is light, Su Bai body like a breeze sweeping through the savage sword shadow, Qingfeng Ancient Sword quickly and incomparably, like a long rainbow dragged a blood light.

The Kaiyangge discipline near this ruler is somewhat awkward. I saw a bloody trace on the left arm of the Gita. In the blink of an eye, a stump was thrown up to the sky. The bloody smell of the nose blowing, the ancient eyelids drooping, staring at the blood stains splashing, the chill in the eyes slowly condensed, looked up to Su Bai, said coldy: “You are too much too much.” The same is Langya Sect Junior Brother, why bother to kill?”

Stepping on the blood, the old and the rare, not rushing forward, and holding the back of the Sanskrit.

“Oh, is it too much? When you used to opression in the swallows, why didn’t you think too much?” Su Bai’s black voice gradually became a bit cold, and Luo Feng’s cultivation base is the strongest in front of him. Young people.

“This is also true. Whose fist is big in this world, whoever is the truth.” The corner of the mouth has a touch of arc: “Unfortunately, my fist is bigger than you. My name is ancient, from Tianquan Pavilion.” It is also from Xiqin.”

“Xi Qin?” Su Bai’s eyes fell between the old sleeves, and the ancient Sword was pointed fingers towards the ancient times: “The West Qin people who died under my sword can have a lot.”

“I know.” The majestic aura is surging in the body, and the ancient faint stepping out, the raging wind and snow tremble in vain: “This is also the reason why I want to shoot. The trivial thing of the swaying, I have not I am interested in intervening. I shouldn’t have to do anything, just blame you for being too impudent and killing Qin Zheng’s son.”

“It’s finally here.” Su Bai corner of the mouth Inexplicably a smile.

According to Su Bai’s previous speculation, Qin Zhong’s two brothers should also return to the task.

Looking at the excitement between the ancient eyes, Su Bai faded with a smile: “If Qin Zheng brothers stand here, I may still have some taboos. As for you, it is not worth making me jealous.” Qi Condensation Seven-Peak cultivation foundation Su Bai is sure to beat it before the breakthrough, let alone now.

“The fangs are sharp. It seems that your surname is similar to the Sanskrit Junior Brother. They are arrogant.” The old walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger, and one hand clasped the waist. Long sword, its fierce aura is like a storm sweeping out.

The pale face of the Sanskrit is almost stunned: “Why should the ancient Brother Send Brother crap with him, break his arms, interrupt his legs, and let His Highness conclude.”

“That’s also true. His Highness once said that he wants to personally the blood blade enemy.” The ancient shards of the figure slammed down in the air, and the momentum was huge. The weight of Tianquan Pavilion is dozens of times here. In the ancient cultivation of Tianquan Pavilion, the body is exercised terrifying. At the same time, after losing dozens of times the weight of gravity, the speed of the ancient thin is even more rapid.

Hey!

The ancient thin figure is like the fallen giant stone in the sky. The surrounding snow is broken. He pushes the power to the limit and brings the amazing wind to Su Bai. The long sword of the ancient thin waist flashed out among the electric flint, and the huge sword shadow was passed in a short moment, and it was smashed to Su Bai with a crushing posture. Without the slightest temptation, in the previous Su Bai shot, the ancient thin estimate of Su Bai’s Strength, the strange movement technique and the agile reaction are the two most terrifying points of Su Bai.

Therefore, the ancient rare one chooses to use the full force.

Su Bai’s head was slightly raised, and looked like the eagle swooping down the corner, the corner of the mouth provoked a touch of coldness. Compared to the killers of Heavenly Punishment, this rarity is a bit bad. A few meters across, Su Bai’s feet slammed into the wind and the snow dragged out the road afterimage, Qingfeng Ancient Sword underestimated, slightly turned, straight and stabbed, turned into a sharp edge, In a flash, it falls on the huge sword shadow.

clang! clang!

a path of through the endless killing intent of the sword style toward the ancient shock, Su Bai may be weaker than the ancient ones in the strength, but win at speed, a few swords, Moon Water Shadow Sword’s prototype truth is reflected by him Vividly and thoroughly, the force on each sword is like a wave.

The sword is changed and the orientation is changed.

The ancient thin figure went back a few steps, brows slightly wrinkle, he did not expect that in the frontal confrontation, Su Bai actually took his sword and even knocked himself back.

Seeing the ancient retreat, Su Bai’s speed is faster, and Qingfeng’s Ancient Sword is constantly appearing around the ancient rarity. The point of the fall is with the momentum of the collapse of the rock. The next few points fall on the ancient sword, the ancient discovery, Su Bai One sword has the same position, no matter how he throws his sword, his sword can always land at that position.

“Ah…” The ancient squatting, the power of the two successively let him with the body Blood Qi roll, he does not believe that Su Bai can take over his sword twice and again, the blue veins rise, the ancient word momentum becomes more and more Big open and big, masculine.

However, with a little cold light suddenly appear, the ancient sword was stopped by Su Bai.

Especially when Su Bai used Sword Intent, Qingfeng Ancient Sword stunned the ancient sword, and the snowy sword light passed by. In countless gaze, Qingfeng Ancient Sword swept the ancient shoulders and slanted under the sloppy Right arm. The force on it directly turns the ancient body over a few meters, bringing a large blood flower.

Su Bai is like a blue peak straight forward, Qingfeng Ancient Sword’s sword back directly squatting on the ancient legs, accompanied by a bang, the ancient body throws a few meters again, lying like a dead dog on the snow .

After doing all this, Su Bai appeared in the Visa, Luo Feng and other people without warning.

Hey!

The screams of the hair screamed all the time, and Luo Feng and others mourned.

Yan Budumbstruck looked at this scene, a little cold sweat on his forehead. In the distance, the shovel of the scabbard is numb, and it rushes to the middle and lower areas, and is afraid of squatting and pond fish.

After interrupting the legs of the last Kaiyangge discipline, Su Bai turned and looked at the mourning Luo Feng: “Give you the time to disappear from the Shake Pavilion, otherwise I don’t mind breaking yours.” The other arm.”

Su Bai went to the nearest Sword Pavillion. “Swallow, you come with me.” (To be continued.)