Chapter 156

Decorated with lanterns and decorations, the melodious sound of rites and music will not disappear for a long time.

The colored glass lights set off the figure walking in the field. The new disciples bowed down with wine glasses to say hello to these senior brothers and sisters.

The young and burly men sat on the high platform, but they never refused to toast the new disciples.

The whole scene looked happy. The burly man raised his eyes and looked at the young man with a gentle smile. He said faintly: "in the past, the Sanskrit leader known as arrogant and arrogant would come down to entertain these weak chickens."

Playing with the wine glass in his hand, the young man smiled and said, "what about you? The unsmiling leader of Mo Yunxuan can squeeze out so many smiles today. It seems that these weak chickens have a big face. I haven't seen you smile so many times since you and I have been opponents for so many years."

"This moment is another moment." the burly man, a leader disciple from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Mo Yunxuan's eyes narrowed slightly and bowed down. He could vaguely see the undulating towering sword Pavilion below, and whispered, "there are only more than 100 disciples left after listening to these weak chickens. If you and I increase the crackdown tomorrow, the leader of the new disciple will be banned."

"What is more pleasant than letting people step by step towards despair? This is the end of his offending me Xiqin."

"This is just the beginning. The identity of a leader disciple can't calm the royal family." the young man smiled.

When the disciples nearby heard the speech, their eyes became a little cruel.

When the new disciples wandering in the crowd heard this sentence, they were glad that they had chosen the right Camp, otherwise they would stay there.

Xueyu frowned slightly and stood in the dark corner. Several disciples who followed him frowned and said, "brother Yanjian should come with us. It's obviously unwise to stay there. With the attitude of these two leaders, I'm afraid they won't have a good life in the future."

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In front of the stone tablet, the two disciples frowned slightly at the threatening Su Bai and his party.

"This is not the place where you weak chickens can come. New people should stay below." the two young people have some confidence.

"Weak chicken? What an unpleasant word." Su Bai said faintly.

Su Bai ignored the reprimands of the two young people, turned his head to the scholar and seven sins behind him and said, "but the scenery here is obviously much better than that below. No wonder so many people run here."

Su Bai took the lead in taking a step forward, and his body suddenly sank.

The two young men's faces Suddenly sank. Although they didn't know who the young man in white was, they could guess a little from this posture. The young man in white might be the leader of this new disciple. With a little hesitation, the two young men still hesitated to take several steps forward and stood in front of several defeats. The color inside stubble roared: "what do you want to do? This is the area occupied by the Sanskrit leader and the moyunxuan leader. If you step into it without the permission of the two leaders, it is a provocation to the two leaders."

Su Bai obviously didn't want to listen to these nonsense. He didn't come here today to provoke. Instead, he stepped on his face and kicked the two so-called leaders down. Su Bai raised his eyes, and his white sword finger moved gently. In a moment, a sharp sword spirit burst out and printed on the chest of the two disciples.

Poof! Poof!

Two scarlet pillars of blood splashed, and the two young men, like broken kites, fell back heavily and hit the stone slab.

Su Bai walked into it, followed by scholar and seven sins.

Yan Jian and others flashed a look of amazement in their eyes. Su Bai's strength was beyond their expectation, and they immediately stepped forward one after another. A line of more than 100 figures galloped towards the bright place. On the way, many disciples noticed the figure of Su Bai and others and shouted, "who are you?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Su Bai's footsteps did not stop at all. The white sword fingers were slightly dotted, and the sword Qi was shot out.

Under this terrible sword spirit, Su Bai was as unstoppable as a sharp sword. No matter who stood in front of him, he could not bear Su Bai. Where they passed, scarlet blood splashed and human figures flew back.

The commotion here immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the feast, and the bleak scream faintly in the evening wind stopped the melodious rites and music. Countless eyes looked at the end in amazement, where a young man in white was coming slowly, followed by more than a hundred figures, just like the devil out of the night, appeared under their eyes.

"It's the leader of the Soviet defeat."

There were several voices of new disciples in the crowd, and they looked at Su Bai walking in front of them.

On the high platform, the eyes of Sanskrit and Mo Yunxuan changed slightly. They didn't expect that at this moment, these weak chickens would rush up.

However, the Sanskrit song and Mo Yunxuan still sat on the high platform and didn't move. They just listened to the white boy walking in front with cold eyes. The latter was younger than they thought. He killed the prince of Qin Zheng and Princess Ann charming.

Seeing the figure of Su Bai walking slowly, the front disciple hesitated a little and immediately withdrew a few steps back.

Su Bai was like no one else. He seemed to walk in his own courtyard and walked to the brightest lights of the feast. He looked up at the Sanskrit song and Mo Yunxuan sitting on the high platform and said faintly, "it's really uncomfortable. It's hard to be a leader, so he almost lost his identity."

Hearing this, all the new disciples standing in the crowd bowed their heads with some guilt.

"What you want is your displeasure, otherwise you won't know the price of the Western Qin Dynasty." the Sanskrit slightly moved his body to make it more comfortable to sit up, and provoked a sneer at the corners of his mouth: "I thought you should still be calm, at least stick your feet in the shaking light Pavilion and resist again. I didn't expect to rush up in just a few minutes. The young man just couldn't be calm."

"Why? Did you rush up with these weak chickens to make trouble, or did you talk about it today?" the voice of Mo Yunxuan was a little low.

Su Bai shook his head reluctantly: "I'm not so boring. It's my own problem that I can't keep people. I never blame others. I just think the scenery here is good. I want this place. Do you want to go down by yourself or do you want me to kick you down one by one?"

Click!

The wine cup in the Sanskrit's hand clicked and broke, as if he heard a joke and smiled more: "the first thing you need to learn in the shaking light Pavilion is to know yourself clearly. This place is not the area you can live in."

"But as a senior brother, you still can't learn that people should have self-knowledge. Why can a group of losers stand here complacent?" Su Bai burst into a brilliant smile: "losers should stay down here."

Su Bai ignored the moody eyes around him and walked forward slowly.

to be sonorous! to be sonorous!

The bright sword lights flashed out of the lights. The disciples standing on both sides held the long sword tightly and gathered towards Su Bai. Su Bai just looked at these sword drawing disciples lightly, but his eyes didn't blink.

Whew! Whew!

One of his swords, which was as cold as ice and snow in winter, burst out behind Su Bai. The sword shadows were like wind and snow, and defeated all the flashing sword lights. Secondly, a sharp sword like autumn rain shuttles through the wind and snow, like a drizzle, sweeping away the scarlet blood light. The scholar and the seven sins followed Su's defeat like this. Only these two swords blocked the attack from around. Su's defeat ascended the platform with a negative hand and looked at the dejected Sanskrit and Mo Yunxuan: "this is the consciousness of the loser. I'll teach you what the previous senior brothers failed to teach you."

Looking at Su Bai getting closer and closer, Sanskrit and Mo Yunxuan couldn't sit still. Their surging breath burst out in their bodies like a tide. In an instant, this breath enveloped the whole audience.

Aware of this thick breath, the eyes of the new disciples who followed Su's defeat were slightly changed: "the four peaks of condensing Qi."

"If I were you, at least I wouldn't do it here. How can you show your strength when you are new here with three times the weight?" the Sanskrit provoked a funny smile at the corners of your mouth. Knowing yourself and the other side can win every battle. Previously, he had learned about the strength of Su's defeat from many new brothers from the Western Qin Dynasty. Condensate triple, but with a clever sword to suppress condensate quintuple. This may be an amazing record, but in this light shaking Pavilion, its actual strength will be greatly reduced.

Bang!

Before the words fell, the Sanskrit stood up, and the fist haunted by the violent Qi directly fell towards Su Bai.

Suddenly, there was a roaring thunder on the high platform. Su Baizi raised his eyes slightly, looked at the Sanskrit song close to this foot, and his mouth provoked a playful smile. With a slight step forward, Su Bai's body was like catkins on such a narrow platform. He knew the gap between himself and the former, at least he didn't occupy any advantage in strength.

Therefore, at this moment, Su Bai didn't have the slightest support. He pulled out his sword directly. The bright sword light tore out like lightning flashing in the middle of the night, dragging out dark sword shadows like water, which overlapped with each other.

The fist shadow that missed the Sanskrit song appeared in an instant. To the right, it appeared in the right arm of the Sanskrit song like a raging tsunami. The sword peak turned slightly and the blood light burst out.

Poof!

The blood wave surged out of the blood hole. Instead, a successful smile appeared on the Sanskrit's face, and his body retreated rapidly.

Mo Yunxuan, sitting on the high platform, suddenly stood up at this moment and left a residual shadow in place. The overwhelming breath seemed to reach the peak at this moment. With a clang, the giant sword in moyunxuan's hand had no flowers. The gorgeous and unparalleled sword light came straight through. He was ready. At the moment when the Sanskrit began, his hand fell on the hilt.

Mo Yunxuan was waiting. When Su was defeated and the sword was exhausted, the huge body sword hit the sword shadow stabbed by Su with terrible strength. This moment was the moment when Su was exhausted. At least Mo Yunxuan thought so. He wanted to defeat Su's sword in one fell swoop and inflict heavy damage on Su at the same time.

Just at the moment when the two swords collided together, Mo Yunxuan's eyes changed dramatically in vain.

Dang!

The clash between gold and iron suddenly sounded. Su's defeated sword was not exhausted at all. Instead, it was like the waves advancing layer by layer. The strength contained in each layer of waves was becoming more and more terrible. This was the horror of the shadow of yueshui sword.

Su Bai, who mastered it to the point of perfection, reflected the mystery of yueshui shadow sword incisively and vividly, smashed Mo Yunxuan's huge sword at one fell swoop, hit Mo Yunxuan's chest hard, and immediately pulled the sword again, slashed his shoulder and cut off Mo Yunxuan's shoulder.

When the sword fell, Su Bai suddenly appeared in front of the Sanskrit song like a ghost. Su Bai felt that he was very fair. The Qingfeng Sword Stained with blood was like a flash of lightning. The mystery of the sword stabbing method was also fully reflected in this sword. At least this sword was fast, and the fast Sanskrit song could not be avoided. The cold sword peak fell into the shoulder of the Sanskrit song again, and the sword was slightly lifted, Similarly, the shoulder of the Sanskrit was cut off, and the white bone stubble was eye-catching in the flashing lights.

After all this, Su Baifang carelessly raised his feet and kicked Mo Yunxuan and Sanskrit song off the platform.

Looking at this scene, the disciples who are trying to deal with scholars and seven sins and others below are staring at this scene in amazement