Strongest Sword God System

“The cold moon shines in the lonely city, the west gate blows the light snow!”

The sound of the ancient vicissitudes echoed in the mind of Su Bai, and the cold moonlight tore open the endless darkness reflected in Su Bai’s black scorpion. Su Bai slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the undulating squats. palace.

The catkins-like snow fluttered down, and the silver frost covered the floor. The bitter cold wind slammed the corner of the cornice, and the suppressed aura to red tile wall infiltrated.

Su Bai gazed over the Wancheng Castle and stayed under the moon in the west. Two snowy solitary silhouettes stand upright. Like the sculptures that stood on the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the cold moonlight will make them pale and cold. The face is more lonely.

“night of full moon , Forbidden Purple Peak , One Sword Flies West , Immortal Flying Over The Heavens . ” Su Bai whispered softly , the familiar scene in front of him was printed in the depths of his Soul , but once again witnessed this scene Su Bai’s heart is still unable to suppress the inner shock and the inexplicable repression. His eyes are on the snowy and cold silhouette of the road, “Ye Gucheng!”

Only after truly understanding Ye Gucheng’s Sword Intent, Su Bai can fully understand the lonely loneliness of Ye Gucheng. The only embellishment in Ye Gucheng’s world is the white clouds and the sea. Yu Yu Sword Dao.

Looking slightly, Su Bai looked at Ximen Chuixue. His silhouette was still standing in the snow. His eyes were not as cold as the form of Former Su Bai when he first saw him. However, his lonely scorpion was still in the depths. The shadow of lonely.

The pale moon, the pale sword, the pale face, Su Bai looked at two white clothed like snow, muttered: “When it was loosely lit, whether it was Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuixue, they were all the same. Lonely. Lonely high in the heights can only be realized by people who are in the heights. They may be people who know the high cold but prefer the cold.”

These two silhouettes, together like the cold and cold of the distant mountains, lonely like a meteor in the winter night.

At this time, a melodious sword cry sounded up, sword qi rushed, starlight bleak, silver moon eclipsed, Ye Gucheng stared at the Jianfeng in his hand, his eyes never stayed on Ximen Chuixue, the breeze 拂After the long-lasting Hall of Supreme Harmony, blowing the boundless snow, Ye Gucheng holding sword slowly walked out, and the clothes fluttered, like a blossoming cloud, like the immortal of the mortal, the elegant unparalleled.

Looking at that cold sword edge, Su Bai suddenly felt that the moonlight was cold as the snow of winter.

Resounding ! A chilling sound outside Nine Heavens tears open the biting cold wind. Under Su Bai’s gaze, Ximen Chuixue’s sword is squirted out, and the sword peak that makes the starlight eclipsing in the sky becomes inexplicably heavy. The heavy weight is tied to the invisible line.

All the brilliance between heaven and earth is concentrated on these two immortal swords, and the two pairs of equally white hands are already on them, just in the moment of the snow, these two immortal swords have been pierced The stunning beautiful sword light has escaped the bondage of the world and is independent of the heavens and the earth. It is as quiet as a white cloud, and the beautiful sword light of Feixiang is slowly stabbed toward Ximen Chuixue.

Su Bai clenched her hands and turned her eyes to Ximen Chuixue. His eyes were not as cold as formerly, and the Ancient Sword in his hands was not as sharp as formerly. It was the invisible line that bound the sword of Ximen Chuixue, Su Bai knows that the current Ximen Chuixue is no longer a swordly god. His sword was originally the sword of the sword god. However, he now has human feelings. He is no longer a god, but a human being.

“Ximen Chuixue’s sword is half a beat slower than Ye Gucheng’s sword.” Su Bai muttered, staring at the cold sword edge in Ye Gucheng’s hand, just as the two were about to reach, the clear breeze The opening of its sword peak, Ye Gucheng’s chest has been like the flowing white clouds to meet the sword of Ximen Chuixue.

A series of blood flowers swayed down again at the peak of Ximen Chuixue. This moment seems to be the depth of Soul that has been immersed in Su Bai. Even if the formerly witnessed it, Su Bai’s heart is still so depressed, he looks up, Su Bai gaze to the sword peak and move away, turn to the sky, the starlight has been destroyed, the moonlight has been buried in the dawn of the beginning, but this piece of heaven is more cold and dark.

Su Bai saw Ximen Chuixue gently blowing the blood on the sword, and the huge Forbidden Purple Peak seemed to have only this white clothed silhouette.

Through the snow-shining blade, Su Bai saw the pale face reflected in it, the eyes were tired and lonely, and the more respectable enemy than his friend had died under his sword. In the future, he will only be able to taste lonely alone, his heart is colder, his people seem more lonely, who is worthy of his drawing sword in this vast world?

Su Bai saw Ximen Chuixue hiding his sword, picked up the ice cold corpse, picked up the cold sword, and disappeared in the twilight of Forbidden Purple Peak with a cold sword light. The cold snow gradually covered up. Su Bai feels that the sword is lost in the past, and the Ximen blows the light snow. The sword is no longer available. Who will blow the blood in the wind and snow in the future?

Looking at this back, Su Bai stepped back, just as he was formly seeing the silhouette of the sun walking in the trail, but this silhouette was colder.

On the twilight trail full of slanting sun, a sword squats at the end, and that the silhouette of the snow is standing in front of the sword. When Su Bai appeared on this trail, he saw Ximen Chuixue and the sword, and he knew that the Swordsman was buried in the sword.

Gazing at the sword, Su Bai pays a little.

Su Bai knows that either Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng, who is buried in it, is a teacher.

So far, he still remembers Ye Gucheng’s sentence, you learn the sword, and remember the elegant silhouette that soared in the clouds. Su Bai looked over at Ximen Chuixue, and the snow-like face had an indescribably lonely and cold: “He is not determined to hide his sword forever, just as he wants to bury it forever from Ye Gucheng. The body.”

Su Bai sighed, staring at the late dusk, the breeze carrying a touch of plum blossoms, and rolling up the white clouds at the end of the scorpio, these white clouds gradually dispersed, as if by the breeze blowing to the sky, that A lonely city standing in the middle of the clouds.

After a long time, Ximen Chuixue was started talking: “you learn the sword?”

In an instant, Su Bai only heard a melodious and crisp word cry to the late dusk, Su Bai saw Ximen Chuixue, the white hand that was slightly hanging between the sleeves, and his right hand seemed to hold one. The invisible sword of the handle, gently licking the swaying plums and snowflakes, the snowflakes and plum blossoms in the square several zhang swept away all around, and the terrifying ripples swayed out of the heavens and the earth, the bloody plum blossoms Become more scarlet.

There was a bloody rain between the heavens and the earth, and the white clothed silhouette was standing lightly in front of the sword, until all the petals covered the sword, and Ximen Chuixue turned to the end of the trail and disappeared. This snowstorm.

Su Bai looked at the silhouette of the far away, and that is the smile of the sword god?

“There is a kind of sword art that no one can see, because people who have seen it have already been buried.”

“There is a kind that can’t be described in words because it comes from the depths of Soul.”

Su Bai whispered softly, looking down at the waist of the ancient peak Ancient Sword, in the blink of an eye he raised Ancient Sword in this wind and snow, the chaotic sword art, let me blow up the blood on the sword front It also blows the snow between the heavens and the earth.

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The center of the map of Sword Territory is a bloody sea, and in the center of the blood sea is actually a huge Tongtian sword building.

This Tongtian Jianlou is full of hundred zhang high and magnificent.

The majestic aura flows on this scarlet Tongtian giant building. Five giant bridges like long rainbow are across the bloody sea. One end of the tower is connected to the towering sky, while the other end is connected to the broken ground. Land. At the same time, five scarlet swords are standing on the giant bridge. These swords are full of more than ten zhang high, and a dead aura is filled with these swords, and the vicissitudes of aura hover over it.

The breeze gently smashed through the bloody sea, and the bloody river rushed to a path of blood, and the bloody flower splashed on the giant bridge. This giant bridge is like a sponge, actually swallowing these blood, and at the same time, five swords The corresponding corresponding diffuse light light.

Chu Ge held his hands and looked at the five magnificent swords in front of him. He turned to the other four Sect Masters: “According to the agreement of Five Sects, Five Sects also opened the Tongtian Jianlou in front of you. As for whether you can get it. The inheritance depends on the chance of different sects. Everyone should have no opinion.”

Although the voice of Chu Ge is indifferent, it has an inexplicable majesty.

Blade and Sword Pavillion Sect Master took the lead to the rightmost sword monument, the majestic aura sprang out in his with the body, the knife asked the day to fall on the sword, with the body True Qi Surging like the tide, carried out into this sword monument, this sword monument is in vain light: “Let’s get started.”

Heaven’s Edge Pavillion’s Sect Master Qin Xiaoyao and Hundred Ruler Sect’s Sect Master are also coming to their respective swords.

Chu song eyes swept across the sects powerhouse, said coldy: “everyone must be on guard from now on, but Monster Beast appears within a few seconds to clean up immediately. Langya Sect takes Li Muchen as the head of the position of the East, as for other positions by other ancestors Be responsible for.”

“I hope that different sects can give up their grievances.”

“If you cause a beast tide, I am afraid that everyone who is present will be buried here.”

“My Grave Dream Pavillion is responsible for the south side.” Zhuang Buzhou lightly said with a smile, stepping forward to the second sword on the right.

“I am sect disciple responsible for the west side.”

“My Blade and Sword Pavillion disciple is responsible for the north side.”

“My Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple is primarily responsible for building defense lines in the area within a few squares.”

Chu Ge went straight to the sword in the center, and his hands fell on the sword. In an instant, the five swords were in vain.

At the same time, the Five Sects powerhouse came out.

“There are five elders left here in the hall and the torture hall.” Li Muchen turned and yelled at the Langya Sect powerhouse: “Although Five Sects is currently working together to open these five Tongtian Cambridges, it is inevitable that some sects will make the dice in the dark. ”

“Remember, you can’t let other powerhouses get close to Sect Master, understand?” Li Muchen whispered.

“Understand!” Ten Langya Sect powerhouses immediately stepped out.

“Li Muchen, your temper is really not changed, as always, cautious.” A hearty laugh sounded in the right side, and immediately a middle-aged man appeared like a ghost. This middle-aged man was filled with a brow. The sinister color, a sly word mark across his entire face, makes his face look extraordinarily embarrassing, at this moment the middle-aged is looking at a smile yet not a smile, Li Muchen, the eyes of the flow Killing intent is not covered.

Looking at this silhouette, Li Muchen brows slightly wrinkle: “Because I don’t want to be slaughtered in the dark by some fellow ghosts.”

“hehe, Li Muchen, are the ghosts in your words that mean me and the light brothers?” Another laughter, I saw Heaven’s Edge Pavillion many powerhouses out of a middle age dressed in azure clothes, this The face of a middle-aged man was originally very handsome, but there was also a sword mark on his face. It was this sword mark that destroyed his face. The most striking thing was the hands of this middle-aged man. Abnormally wide, his fingers are also very slender,

There is a glimpse of the edge that flashed over it.

“After all, the knife is light and you Tianfengyan both have a criminal record, people have to guard against.” Li Muchen looked at the azure clothes middle-aged, coldly said.

Hear this, azure clothes middle-aged Tian Fengyan, gently licking his face on the sword mark, lightly said with a smile: “Also, if not Su Ying in the first place, I think you Langya Sect Sect Master Chu song I am afraid that I have already died in the hands of me and the light brothers. It is really regrettable to think of it now.”

“You should be glad to be able to return this life in Su Ying’s hand.” Li Muchen said coldly, when they were fully open to the Tongtianjianlou, the two fellows were actually behind the scenes. If Su Ying had to be wary in advance, I am afraid he Both the Chu and the Songs died in the hands of the two fellows.

The knife gently licks the scar on his face, and his voice is hoarse and sullen: “Although I have lost my life, Su Ying also left me and Mr. Feng Yan’s life a shame.” Unfortunately, Ying Ying died early, otherwise If I am today, I can personally wash the shame of formerly. “When it comes to this, the sound of the knife is in vain.” “The fans who listen to Grave Dream Pavillion say that Su Ying’s son is also in the picture of Sword Territory?” ”

The pale long hair has no wind, and Li Muchen looks at the two people faintly: “How? You had suffered in Su Ying’s hands, and now you want to retrieve it from his son? tsk tsk, the knife is light, it seems that you are really The more you go back, the more shameful things you want to do.”

“My brother and I are also the first of the Blade and Sword Pavillion and Heaven’s Edge Pavillion. If you really want to shoot a younger generation, I am afraid that there will be no face in the future.” Tian Fengyan always smiles on his face. Against the backdrop of the sword mark, his smile is still very embarrassing, meaning profoundly: “The things of the younger generation will naturally be handed over to the younger generation to solve, tsk tsk, when Su Ying that fellow called the ridiculous first person, pressed My Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple is not looking up. I don’t know if his son has Su Ying.”

“go!”

Tian Fengyan went to the north with the powerhouse of Heaven’s Edge Pavillion.

Blade and Sword Pavillion looked at Li Muchen like a smile yet not a smile, shaking his head: “Every time Sword Territory map opens, Five Sects will lose a lot of disciples, and I don’t know this time. How many disciplines can safely step out of the Sword Territory map. In the past, the number of people who survived your Langya Sect is the most. This time I don’t know what to expect.”

Whether it is Tianfengyan or a knife, there is a threat in the words.

“The first one, with a knife and a light, Tian Fengyan’s grievance between the two and Su Ying, certainly will not let Su Bai easily. Listening to these two fellows, I am afraid I have already passed the Zongnei discipline, Su Bai if I meet Blade And Sword Pavillion and Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple, a lot of fierceness.” The powerhouse of a criminal church is worried.

Looking at the distant silhouette, Li Muchen’s gloomy face showed a little smile, and Su Bai’s bright smile appeared in his mind, shaking his head and saying: “The two sect disciple are the same virtues as the two fellows. Su Ying can suppress this fellow, Su Bai can also suppress Blade and Sword Pavillion and Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple. Who is it not necessary to kill? In addition, our Langya sect disciple is not a wine bag.”

“Su Bai’s Strength is naturally not afraid of the ordinary Blade and Sword Pavillion and Heaven’s Edge Pavillion disciple, but if he meets the night and the Heaven’s Edge Pavillion of the Blade and Sword Pavillion, the situation is a bit dangerous.” A powerhouse from Tool Hall is also a plugin.

Hear this, Li Muchen’s brow slightly wrinkled, indeed, Su Bai’s Strength is still very reluctant to deal with the level of the night and the level of the disc, but the cards in the hands of the former should be able to retreat, after all, Sword Intent and The sword array is uncontrollable by ordinary people. When thinking of this, Li Muchen’s face is more smiling: “Reassured, the little fellow is not so easy to die.”

Moreover, that fellow luck will not be so bad, just meet the night and life of Blade and Sword Pavillion…