Strongest Sword God System

Just at the moment when the four big sect disciple were about to be shot, a little sneer sneer sounded slowly from the back of the street, and hovered in the center of the crowd for a long time.

The look of the different sects disciples is a change, and anyone can hear the sarcasm in this discourse.

In today’s Sword Territory, there are still people who dare to ridicule the Great Emperor?

The face of Fuyang gradually appeared a little cold, and his eyes swept to the source of the sound. I saw that there was an entire group of the entire group, and the headed one was the Wang Yao key of Tian Luozong. “How? Tian Luozong everyone Normally, this kind of thing is not just a blind eye. Now I want to intervene? I am still doing what I want to do!”

“Yes!”

The four big Yan Sect disciple whispered softly, and when they stepped on their feet, they rushed toward the book. The four people obviously joined forces against each other. Therefore, the action was extremely tacit, and the figure was a formation. Surrounded by the ink of the book, the fist suddenly carries the terrifying sword, and goes to the key points of the book and ink, and it is very ruthless.

For the sudden offensive in front of him, Tan Shumo is a blind eye. He is like a lost soul. He stands up hard and has a shocking color on his face. He muttered in his mouth: “How? Maybe? This is his voice, no, he has fallen. This is Sect Master and Muchen Elder personally assert that there is such a similar voice in this world?”

Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!

The fist containing terrifying power tears the air, and the book ink is aware of its situation. When I saw the fist from this bang bang, his eyes suddenly appeared a sly color, and the deceit was too much. I talked about the ink, even if it was an arrow at the end of its flight, and it was a soft persimmon that was slaughtered. Just in the moment when Tan Shumo tried to fight back, his limbs had a feeling of indifference.

Talking about the ink, he looked down and saw that his hands had already had a layer of frost on his legs. It was this frost that made him gradually lose his sense of the limbs, and True Qi with the body flow also changed. It’s very slow. “Slot cake. It is the bastard of the ice Yan Jianzong…”

The sharp winds rushed to the surface, and the sorrows of the inks of the book were more and more stunned. They could only watch the fists bang bang, but the fists of the four men were about to talk about the body of the ink. A black shadow suddenly talked about the back of the book ink. Carrying terrifying power. Accurately sweeping the four big sect disciple.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The impact of the crash suddenly resounded, and the four big sect disciple were looking at the shadow like a heavy blow to the rear, and the eyes looked at the shadow. After the four people repelled the four people, they were horizontally inserted on the slate of the ground, gently swaying, and it was a rusty iron sword.

More than a hundred eyes are gathered on this iron sword, and there is a feeling of ridiculousness in my mind. Is this scrap sword repelling the existence of four Heavenly Astral six? Don’t be kidding, just a finger of Entering Dao 9th Layer cultivation can crush this iron sword by hand.

Tan Shumo was also staring at the iron sword, and he immediately saw a white clothed snowy silhouette slowly appearing in front of him, and then a pair of white jade hands held it without hesitation. Sword iron sword.

These hands are long and thinner than any woman’s hands.

This silhouette looks thin, but it gives a feeling of straightness and slenderness.

Looking at the hands and the back, talking about the book ink heart is actually uncontrollable pēng pēng speed up the beat, those memories that were originally forgotten like a sharp blade, extremely rapid tearing out from the depths of his mind, full of His whole mind.

“Talking about ink, only a short period of six months, you are already Heavenly Astral seven-fold cultivation base, it seems that during this time, everyone’s progress is great.” Holding the iron sword, Su Bai slowly turned Looking at this essay ink that became stunned because of his appearance, a gentle smile was made at the corner of the mouth.

“You are… Su Bai!”

In the shock, a little trembling voice was heard in the ink of the book. He looked at the face of this memory incredulously. This name, which was gradually forgotten by Langya Sect and even Sword Territory, appeared again in the crowd. Beside the ear.

“Su Bai? How is this possible? Su Bai’s leader has not fallen since half a year ago?” On both sides of the book, several Langya sect disciples with a look of sorrow are also looking at the white clothed silhouette of the holding sword. It seems to be coming out, their heart is also uncontrollable, pēng pēng speeding up, this face, this silhouette, they are too familiar.

Su Bai? Could it be that the Langya sect disciple that made the Cang Yue sword always remember and remember? But the discipline was not dead six months ago. How could it still be in the world?

The rest of the different sects disciples are suspiciously looking at Su Bai, and a meditation is revealed in the eyes, and the look of Fuyang is also startled. After a good half-reverberation, the reaction is over, and the chill of the cockroaches quickly emerges. “This is to let Cang Yue Is the man who is swaying in the sword? If it is his, then he is really calm, and it’s time to show up.”

“How? Everyone seems to want me to die.” Su Bai looked at the stunned talker and other people, lightly said with a smile, and he also flashed a meditation in his eyes, the scholar and Senior Sister Jinxuan, they should not return Go to Langya Sect, otherwise they should know the news that I am still talking about.

Listening to Su Bai’s jokes, Tan Shumou wants to laugh but can’t laugh, but when he looks at Su Bai’s subsequent sect disciple and ice sect disciple, his eyes shrink and he quickly goes forward. Pressing down the voice against Su Bai: “Fast, you are now hurrying into the sect station, don’t stay here for a long time.”

Talk about the book, who knows what Su Bai would mean if it appeared here. The reason why Langya Sect was so crowded out by other sect disciples was partly because of the fellow, and the news of the fall was not spread. Li Yang’s words to learn that Su Bai’s fellow will surely flock.

When Tan Mou thought, Su Bai would not see it.

It’s just that for the so-called Sword Territory genius outstanding talent, he really didn’t look at it. Therefore, Su Bai just talked to the book with a smile: “No hurry, at least to get back to the game before returning to the sect. The Langya Sect in my memory has never been so suffocated.”

“Retrieving the game? tsk tsk, now even if you are saddened by love songs, you can’t say that you want to find a place for Langya Sect. You who dare to do the turtle for half a year dare to say it.”

“hehe, today I am going to look at the sun, what kind of character is actually going to let Cang Yue sword openly reject the pursuit of my Emperor Xuan Ye Senior Brother.” Hearing Su Bai to find the scene, the face of the sun was soaked, Immediately, a sly smile appeared immediately. I saw a wave of his sleeves and shouted: “Hit him!”

“Yes!” The four big sect disciples who were previously defeated by the iron sword were respectful and respectful. They immediately looked at Su Bai with a bad look. They also heard about Su Bai. They vaguely remembered the rumors. Su Bai’s fallen cultivation base is just a half-step Heavenly Astral, but now it’s just Heavenly Astral, and the others are the cultivation base of Heavenly Astral 5th Layer, which makes it easy to play this brat. Your majesty.

Thinking of this, the four people have issued a deep snoring, swooping toward Su Bai, the majestic aura in the four people within the body.

“Hurry up, don’t sharpen it!” Fuyang still did not forget to look at it. He smiled and looked at the four people who rushed to Su Bai like a hungry wolf. The smirk at the corner of the mouth gradually expanded. It’s just that this smile quickly solidified, and I saw that the big sect disciple that swooped away was only half a foot away from Su Bai, and it stopped the figure like a evil, and then a path of dullness. A powerful crash sounded on the street, and the four men fell to the rear like a heavy blow.

The latter, waving his fist, came calmly toward himself. Seeing this scene, Fuyang’s eyelids were slightly moved. “There is a bit of skill. It seems that I can’t do it.”

“Oh, you can remember to measure the size of the Xiangyang brother. This fellow is the object that Cang Yue swords value after all. If it is a slap in the face, Cang Yue has to find you trouble.”

Aside, white clothed youth sees Su Bai cloud light wind and repels the four big sect disciple, and the eyes are swept away.

“Cang Yue, I am not afraid of the sword, I am afraid of the Queen Xuan Ye Senior Brother, after all, he said that he would teach this fellow himself… I am not robbing his prey now.” The sound fell, the Fuyang figure straightened up. Within the body, the sturdy True Qi is rolling out. The moment his right hand grips, these True Qi gather at his fist, and then the terrifying sword is smashing, and this fist of Xiangyang is facing Su Bai. The face is gone directly.

Hu! Hu!

The sharp wind broke suddenly, and everyone looked at the sudden release of the sun, the body is tight, this Fuyang is really very ruthless, a shot is to use all efforts.

Su Bai saw this fellow still dare to be so arrogant, and there was a sneer in the face. Just in the moment when the fist of Fuyang was about to come, his left hand was raised slowly and unsuccessfully, and it was an accurate fist that was blocked in Fuyang. On the top, it is easy to resist the power contained in this fist of Fuyang, and then Su Bai’s left hand is a light grip. For a long time, the sound of the bones cracking is in the ears of everyone.

I saw that Fuyang’s face instantly became terrified, and a majestic force emerged from Su Bai’s fingers. Before this force, his cultivation Astral 9th Layer’s cultivation base was so humble.

“How is this possible?” Sweat to Fuyang’s forehead was rolling, and as he tried to break away from Su Bai’s palm, Su Bai’s calm, excessive voice rang in his ear. “Talking about ink, Sword Does Territory allow killing?”