Chapter 142

[first watch, Su lost his sword and showed his edge. Can we move on? Please]

Melodious rites and music are still fluttering on the mountain road, more like a funeral song.

Countless eyes solidified on the pool of scarlet blood. When I saw Lin Shichen lying in it, there was a dead silence around.

No one thought the result would be so dramatic?

In the shortest time, the bamboo leaves only slightly raised three times.

Lin Shichen died like this.

Such a light killing, even the sword did not come out, and suddenly there was a cold surge in my heart. Whether it was su Bai's terrifying and elegant body method, his untidy way of killing, or his fierce and unparalleled sword spirit, they all lowered their heads, and some people were even dumbfounded.

The snow was still falling, and Su Bai walked out slowly. Like the snow, there was no scarlet on his white clothes, but there was a touch of bright red on the bamboo leaves between Su Bai's fingertips. The red is a little dazzling. Looking at this scene, people's eyes are very difficult to lift up, solidified on the excessively white face, as if they think of something, and a series of inverted sound absorption are springing up like bamboo shoots.

Condensate!

The cold tempered sword Qi can only show that Su defeated and stepped on the condensed Qi. Moreover, he can beat Lin Shichen so lightly. I'm afraid his cultivation is not low. At the thought of this, the coldness in the hearts of the people was even stronger. They vaguely remember that it was only a month ago that Su was defeated that he was half frozen. It was only a short month that his strength had undergone such earth shaking changes?

incorrect! He said that the elixir field is not broken, why can condense gas successfully.

All kinds of eyes with different emotions gathered. Su Bai walked quietly in the wind and snow. However, no matter how heavy the snow was, the wind could not cover up the coldness in Su Bai's bright starlike eyes.

"Condensed Qi territory!" Bu Yun's cold and clear eyes trembled slightly, and a pair of plain hands held tightly. He looked at Su Bai's thin but tall figure in some amazement. If Su Bai had ever been an endless darkness to her world. But at this moment, there was a little star light in the darkness. Although the star light was weak, he didn't know whether the star light could shine on her whole world. So far, there is still incredible in the eyes of Bu Yun Han.

Li Muchen frowned slightly and looked at the white figure standing on the stone platform. His eyes were more vicious than those of internal disciples such as Yunhan. Su Bai's condensate really shocked him. However, Li Muchen paid more attention to the bamboo leaves in Su Bai's hands. The sword spirit was extremely fierce. Even some swords could not bear it. From beginning to end, the bamboo leaves in Su Bai's hands were not damaged at all. There is only one case, that is, the former's control of sword Qi has reached a heinous level. Thinking of this, Li Muchen slowly vomited and said with a smile, "maybe he will live up to the name given to him by his father. Yun Han, do you think he can win Langya?"

The rhyme was cold, the willow leaves bent their eyebrows and looked at Su Bai to win Langya?

"Terrible body method, terrible reaction power and unparalleled and concise sword Qi. This can be comparable to many internal disciples, but it will be difficult to win Langya. Neither Muya nor the prince from the Western Qin Dynasty are ordinary people." the elder on one side shook his head slightly, but his voice was a little surprised: "elder Li, why can Dantian be broken to condense Qi?"

"This is an era where legends and miracles coexist. Why not?" Li Muchen asked.

Su Bai walked step by step and walked very quietly without deliberately revealing any breath. However, it was this calm edge that made Ann charming feel sharp on her back, especially the cold eyes of the former made her feel like she was in the ice cellar.

Ann charming didn't expect such a change. Lin Shichen, who was dazzling like a star in her eyes, died like this. Fear and panic spread in her heart. Her charming and dignified face lost its elegance in the past. Turning around, Ann charming could only turn her eyes to Qin Zheng, the prince of the Western Qin Dynasty who had trampled on countless swordsmen in the Western Qin Dynasty and never lost.

"Come on." Qin Zheng's voice was flat and misty. It was still so tepid.

Ann charming's pale pretty face returned to a little blood again, and the lotus step moved gently, passing over the third stone platform until the second stone platform.

Su Bai boarded the fourth stone platform, calmly looked at Ann's back and shook his head. Often, early death is a kind of relief, and the price of late death will be worse. Su Bai stepped forward. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he stepped on the third stone platform, and his calm eyes met the cold eyes of the young man in black.

Holding the sword, the young man in black had walked to Su Bai, stood quietly in front of Su Bai and looked at Su Bai carefully: "Su Bai, I heard of you a long time ago!"

Looking at the cold young man like a sword, Su Bai shook his head slightly: "but I haven't heard of you."

"It's natural. I used to be very low-key. I wouldn't be like a group of green demons showing off all day or trying to impress the public." the young man in black smiled. Sen Bai's teeth were eye-catching in the wind and snow. His fierce momentum was like cutting the wind and snow and pointed at Su Bai: "I was wondering if you would be angry with me?"

"Why are you angry?" Su Bai gently pressed the handle of the sword. The young man was very strong, at least better than Lin Shichen.

"Because I don't have any obstacles, let that stupid woman go up." the young man in Black said seriously.

"If you go up, she will have no way back." Su Bai shook his head and said, "besides, you also said she was a stupid woman. If you agree with me on this point, I won't be angry with you."

"It's nice talking to you. I'm called seven sins." the young man in black slowly raised his long sword in his hand, a very ordinary long sword without any style embellishment. However, such a long sword gives people a feeling of fierce beast. When the sword tip points to Su Bai, the fierce beast seems to wake up, "I have an expectation that I'm lucky to see your sword."

Before the words fell, like ink, black clothes were like ink stained pen and ink to this pure heaven and earth. The long sword in the hands of the young man in black clothes breathed the dazzling light of the sword. The shadow of the sword continued like a drizzle, and its terrible sword Qi was interspersed in it like rain.

Terrible! All the disciples who witnessed this scene were extremely dignified. The terrible sword shadow was dense. How many swords should be stabbed in an instant? In the past, it was hard for them to imagine that someone's sword would be so fast. Is this the Qiuyu sword of senior brother qisin?

The sword is like autumn rain.

"Is this the boy of last year? Yes, the sword is like autumn rain, and there is no water left, so it is impossible to prevent." Li Muchen rarely praised him, but only a few disciples could praise him for being in charge of the punishment hall. Sophisticated eyes stopped on Su Bai's figure. Li Muchen turned his head and looked at several elders on one side: "do you remember him?"

He! The faces of several elders on the sidelines immediately sank down, as if they didn't want to go back to that time, and the elder who had previously denied Su's victory whispered: "how did elder Li think of him?"

"Because Su Bai is very much like him," Li Muchen whispered.

"His strength makes his peers feel terrible," the elder continued.

"His son will also be strong and frighten his peers," Li Muchen believed.

"It's too early." the elder shook his head and said, "blood can be passed on, but some things can't be."

Meanwhile, bu Yunhan listened to the words of Li Muchen and others, and her bright eyes fell on Su Bai's figure. Previously, she had witnessed the war between seven sins and Qin Zheng. The seven sins were very strong, even stronger than many internal disciples, and the prince of Qin Zheng was even stronger.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Under the gaze of eyes, it seemed as if the continuous sword Qi of autumn rain had come to Su Bai, and the everywhere sword shadow was falling leaves. Su Bai swayed in white, but his body was like an arrow leaving the string, cutting the wind and snow behind him, like long black hair dancing like a snake, stepping on the snow without trace, and avoiding the sweeping sword Qi, His eyes stopped on the long sword of the young man in black, and his eyes were slightly frozen on it.

The sword of the young man in black is real and mysterious.

After moving around, the young man in black's sword was dazzling and more powerful. If it had only been a drizzle before, it would be like a hurricane and rainstorm, carrying the strong wind and falling leaves, cutting off Su Bai's future. Under such circumstances, Su Bai could only choose to dodge or admit defeat. He had no chance to take action, at least in the eyes of the public.

"It seems that senior brother qisin didn't use his full strength in the previous war. It's such a terrible sword posture!"

"Su Bai's body method is also a little scary. Although he was suppressed by the senior brother of seven sins, he can still be undamaged."

"But he didn't have a chance."

The sword light suddenly appeared and disappeared on the stone platform. Su Bai's body method floated away like a dance, which made countless people's attention gather at the moment. They were afraid to miss some details. It was a visual feast.

Even Qin Zheng and the scholar did not move their eyes at the moment. They could feel that the sword potential of the seven sins was becoming more and more prosperous until the peak. At that time, the sword potential of the seven sins came out. At that time, the whole stone platform must be shrouded in the sword potential of the seven sins. This is the fear of the seven sins. The scholar knows this better than anyone and looks at Su Bai with interest.

However, in the next moment, the scholar's eyes suddenly shrunk. In the shadow of the sword, Su Bai's figure was like a snow wadding swaying in the wind, solidified in midair in vain.

Standing still in the wind and snow, Su Bai let the oncoming strong wind roar, his white clothes brushed slightly, and his clothes Jue swayed.

Staring at the shadow of the sword, Su Bai said softly, "a sword!"

A sword!

The seven sins in the gallop have slightly changed their eyes. Is this guy finally going to make a sword? And to beat yourself with a sword? Hearing this, the seven sins did not have any contempt in their eyes. As a swordsman, he would never despise others because of his opponent's words. All he could do was to wave his sword to the extreme.

Incisively and vividly, the fierce breaking wind is more prosperous on the stone platform. The sword power of the seven sins has reached the extreme. Thousands of sword shadows fall towards Su's defeat point like the rain falling in the world.

to be sonorous!

Su Baiwei's hand on the handle of the sword finally moved. This dusty Qingfeng sword will show in the eyes of the world with his edge.

The sword is as gentle as jade and as modest as a gentleman.

The sword can also show its sharpness. The sword is cold in Kyushu.

Su Bai, take out the sword