Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

A gentle sword is unstoppable.

This sword has no gorgeous light, no charming color, and no earth-shattering sound.

There is only the gentleness like the breeze blowing across the lake, or the gentle palm of a wife touching her husband's cheek.

Gentle, but full of murderous intent!

Murong Yeshen's mind was pounding, and his face was full of panic. Only when he was under Lin Bai's sword, only he could feel the infinite power of Lin Bai's sword!

"Martial spirit!"

Murong Yeshen roared anxiously, and behind Murong Yeshen, a white-haired ape suddenly roared out with teeth and claws, its eyes were red, and his arms danced wildly, as if he wanted to tear the world apart.

This is the martial spirit of Murong Yeshen, the ninth grade Xuan level, the Sky-Tearing Demon Ape!

The arms of the Sky-Tearing Demon Ape possess the power to tear the heaven and the earth apart. It is precisely because of this that Murong Yeshen can create the myth of defeating the enemy with one punch!

"Get out of my way!"

Murong Yeshen mobilized the power of his martial soul, and with the blessing, the power of the already powerful "Black Evil God Fist, Ninth Form, Tiansha Emperor Fist" has tripled.

This punch is enough to easily kill a warrior in the Tianwu Realm!

At this moment, Murong Yeshen's power has completely surpassed Li Daohen!

"Murong Yeshen actually used his martial spirit!"

"Yes, it is indeed Murong Yeshen's martial spirit, the Sky-Tearing Demon Ape!"

"Murong Yeshen, after using his martial spirit, is already strong enough to challenge the warriors of the Tianwu Realm. Can Lin Bai win?"

"What is Murong Yeshen doing? Lin Bai's weak sword has no power at all, and he actually wants to use his martial spirit. This is making a big deal out of a molehill."

When many warriors saw Lin Bai's sword being weak and weak, and then saw Murong Ye Shen using his martial spirit, they suddenly felt that Murong Ye Shen was making a fuss out of a molehill.

They couldn't help but laugh.

"We win. Murong Yeshen used the power of his martial soul to kill Lin Bai easily." Seeing this scene, Su Cang calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

From the moment Lin Bai stepped onto the Cliff of No Return, Su Cang never relaxed.

Because he could only feel relieved when he saw Lin Bai die in battle.

But at this moment, Murong Yeshen used his martial spirit, Su Cang secretly determined in his heart that Lin Bai would definitely die.

Then I felt relieved and took a sip of tea.

"Is this all your trump card? If so, then see you in the next life."

When Lin Bai saw Murong Yeshen using his martial spirit, he immediately sneered.

A gentle sword, coming slowly.

A sword pierced the air and shattered Murong Yeshen's attack. The sword light flashed, leaving a sword mark on Murong Yeshen's throat that would never heal!

Pfft——

Blood splattered across the sky.

This sword chopped off half of Murong Yeshen's neck, but it did not kill Murong Yeshen instantly.

Murong Yeshen hurriedly covered the bloody sword marks on his neck, and stepped back in a panic. He took out the healing elixir from the storage bag and put it into his mouth.

"What!"

"There's something wrong with my eyes."

"Murong Yeshen used his martial spirit and also used the strongest move of the Black Evil Fist. With these two powers, he was actually defeated by Lin Bai with one sword."

"Oh my god, is Lin Bai a god descending to earth?"

Seeing Lin Bai seriously injuring Murong Yeshen with his sword, all the warriors in the audience screamed, and their eyes almost flew out in surprise.

"Pfft..." Su Cang had just taken a sip of tea into his mouth. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he spat it out.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!" Su Cang crushed the teacup to pieces angrily and roared angrily.

The second elder exclaimed: "We win, we win, Murong Yeshen has been severely injured. He can no longer be Lin Bai's opponent at this moment!"

Ji Bei looked excited and excited: "Lin Bai actually won!"

The second elder and Ji Bei never expected that this would be the outcome.

They were almost ready for the worst, that is, Lin Bai would be defeated, and they took action to save Lin Bai.

So much so that they had already summoned the warriors from the Sword Alliance and were ready to go.

"Senior Brother Lin Bai..."

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Lin Bai... actually..."

At this moment, the warriors of the Sword Alliance, including Kong Fang, Li Jianxing, Sun Qian and others, had forgotten to cheer for Lin Bai. They were all frightened by this scene and their minds went blank.

Who is Murong Yeshen?

The undefeated myth of the inner sect of the Spirit Sword Sect!

Defeating the enemy with one punch, becoming a legend with one punch, a legend who has stood within the inner gate for less than three years.

No one dares to challenge him, no one can defeat him!

And today, Lin Bai defeated Murong Yeshen with one sword strike!

That's right!

A sword...

Lin Bai only used one sword.

Is this treating a person's body in the same way as he treats him?

In previous battles, Murong Yeshen always defeated his enemies with one punch, but now Lin Bai defeated Murong Yeshen with one sword!

Wow——, wow——

Murong Yeshen staggered, looking at Lin Bai with a horrified expression, and kept retreating. At this moment, he was full of fear of Lin Bai.

As a warrior who had already comprehended the magical power of martial arts, Murong Yeshen knew that he was no match for him.

"Lin Bai, Lin Bai..." Murong Yeshen said to Lin Bai with fear all over his body, trembling: "Listen to me, we don't have any deep hatred, you don't have to kill me, I swear, I will never do anything to you again. "

"Lin Bai, please let me go, okay? Let me live. I can leave Lingjian Sect, leave Shenwu Kingdom, and never appear in front of you again."

Murong Yeshen said to Lin Bai in fear.

Lin Bai showed a cold smile on his lips and said: "Murong Yeshen, when you took advantage of me yesterday when I was seriously injured, that's not what you said. You said at that time that you would only use one punch to kill me."

"Haha, it seems that you can't kill me with one punch, but let me kill you with one sword."

"You just said that you can no longer defeat Li Daohen within three punches. I can tell you clearly now that Li Daohen's power has completely surpassed yours. Let alone three punches, it is thirty punches. Three punches." Even with a hundred punches, you can't defeat Li Daohen."

After the battle with Murong Yeshen, Lin Bai felt that this man was not as powerful as the legend said.

On the contrary, Lin Bai was particularly surprised by the unknown Li Daohen.

At this moment, Lin Bai had completely felt that the power of Li Daohen had surpassed Murong Yeshen by a lot.

"I was wrong, Lin Bai, I was wrong, I admit my mistake, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please spare my life." When Murong Yeshen heard what Lin Bai said, he was so scared that he was sweating profusely and said in a panic. :

"I'm sorry, I kneel down for you, I kneel down for you, please spare my life."

While talking, Murong Ye knelt on the Cliff of No Return and kept kowtowing to Lin Bai.

"Murong Yeshen knelt down... He was begging Lin Bai for mercy..."

"Senior Brother Murong, as a warrior of the Divine Alliance, how can you kneel down and stand up to a useless person with a yellow-level first-grade martial spirit!"

"Get up, Senior Brother Murong!"

"Senior Brother Murong, how could you do this!"

"The myth of our Divine Alliance! You are the pride of our Divine Alliance..."

Many Shenmeng warriors burst into tears when they saw Murong Yeshen kneel down.

Murong Yeshen was a myth within the Divine Alliance and was worshiped by all the warriors of the Divine Alliance. But at this moment, he actually knelt down to Lin Bai.

At this moment, the hearts of the Divine Alliance warriors were broken.

When Su Cang saw this scene, he gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes widened, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Su Cang lost!

In this battle, Lin Bai won a complete victory, and Su Cang was completely defeated!

Su Cang was defeated miserably. Even the benchmark of the Divine Alliance, the disciple Shinhwa within the Divine Alliance, and the object of worship among the warriors of the Divine Alliance, were all kneeling under Lin Bai's sword and begging for mercy.

The once extremely powerful Divine Alliance had become a joke within the Lingjian Sect as Murong Yeshen knelt down.

"Lin Bai!"

Su Cang had tears of blood streaming from the corners of his eyes and roared with great hatred.

Su Cang felt in his heart very early that Lin Bai would be his destined opponent, and he always wanted to defeat Lin Bai.

At this moment, Su Cang hated himself, hated himself for being arrogant, and hated himself for being arrogant.

Su Cang now regretted it. If it weren't for his arrogance and arrogance, when Lin Bai's outer sect slaughtered the warriors of the Divine Alliance, he should have killed Lin Bai without leaving any room and strangled this dangerous seed in his infancy.

If he hadn't been arrogant and arrogant, how could he have given Lin Bai three months to recuperate, only to have a bloody battle on the cliff again three months later!

These three months gave Lin Bai a chance to breathe and practice!

But now it's too late to repent.

Su Cang knew very well that it was too late to say anything now.

Because Lin Bai's wings are already full.

Lin Bai already has the power to kill Murong Yeshen, which means that Lin Bai's combat power has reached the peak of the Tianwu realm and has entered the upper echelon of Spirit Sword Sect disciples.

Now it is impossible to kill Lin Bai easily.

"One thought of kindness and arrogance destroyed the divine alliance that I have worked so hard to build for more than ten years!" Su Cang clenched his fists, with blood and tears streaming down his face.

Just like Su Cang said.

As Murong Yeshen knelt down, the hearts of the Divine Alliance dispersed, and the Divine Alliance now existed in name only.

No return to the cliff!

Under the surprised gazes of all the warriors of Lingjian Sect, Murong Yeshen kept kowtowing to Lin Bai and begging for mercy.

"Please, let me go."

"Father Lin Bai, Grandpa Lin Bai, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Murong Yeshen said to Lin Bai with a pleading look on his face, so anxious that tears flowed from his eyes.

When Lin Bai saw Murong Yeshen at this moment, his face gradually became cold. He raised his sword and said coldly: "Martial artist, cultivate the energy of heaven and earth in your body, fight for life and death in your hands, hold your head high and chest out, and pick up the sun and moon. Stars, stepping on the underworld, how heroic and heroic?"

"A genius, who gathers the great destiny in his life and awakens the heaven-defying martial spirit in his heart, is unparalleled. He can compete with the heroes when he advances, and when he retreats, he can keep the peace of his family and country. How dazzling and beautiful?"

"Murong Yeshen, you are both a warrior and a genius. It is really disappointing to be like this."

"You are not a martial arts genius, and you don't deserve to call yourself a warrior!"

Lin Bai looked at Murong Yeshen with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

When Murong Yeshen heard these two words from Lin Bai, his face was stunned and he fell into deep thought.

"If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy, you can still die with dignity and glory, but if you kneel down..., you lose everything..." Lin Bai's eyes were cold and cruel, and he raised the The evil wind sword slashes down in anger!

Pfft——

Blood splattered everywhere, and Murong Yeshen's head was cut off by Lin Bai's sword!

His head fell to the ground, with infinite regret on his face and eyes.

I don’t know whether he regrets being Lin Bai’s enemy or regretting kneeling to Lin Bai.

But none of this matters anymore, he is already dead...