Chapter 201

The yama team is very strong in the bronze medal killer of heaven punishment. At least few teams can maintain a 100% assassination success rate.

As the captain of the whole team, Yama's strength is beyond doubt.

The scarlet corpse lay quietly on the pool of blood, and the exuded blood stained the ground red.

The whole team was basically destroyed by the other team except for themselves. The king of hell's body trembled slightly, and his whole face was gloomy and ferocious.

"Li Zhen." the middle-aged man's throat rolled slightly and cooed. At this time, he found that there were only himself and the leader left in the team with more than ten people at this moment. The famous Yama team paid such a heavy price in the hands of a five heavy condensate prey.

"Whether we are qualified killers or not can not be commented by a dead man."

"I'll take your head, and I'll break your body into pieces." the sharp sword in the hand of the king of hell reflected the cold light of Sen Han, and the sharp sword breath vomited gently on the tip of the sword. The whole body of the king of hell seemed to be fished out in a sea of blood. The bloody smell filled the air, and his eyes stared at Su Bai gloomily. Once a few defeats and a little action, he must be greeted by an offensive like a storm.

Su Bai looked at the king of hell faintly, and the bloody Qingfeng ancient sword slowly raised and pointed to the king of Hell: "the person holding the sword should have the consciousness of being killed. In this world, those who come out will have to pay back sooner or later. Oh, your whole team couldn't leave me before, let alone now."

"Cultivation does not mean strength, but when there is a huge gap in cultivation, it means that there is an irreparable gap between you and me."

Before the words fell, the king of hell's whole body was straight in, his bright sword body was straight up, and the dazzling sword light, carrying the terrible sword Qi, kept surging out to meet Su defeat. The majestic force makes the cracks on the whole forest road spread like a spider's web, and the terrible strength is reflected incisively and vividly in an instant.

The potential is like lightning, at the moment when the sword light suddenly bursts. Su Bai felt that the air around him seemed to freeze and pressed against himself.

"Condensing Qi is eight heavy." Su Bai murmured softly, happily and unafraid.

Buzz!

Qingfeng's ancient sword was trembling, and Su Bai was already taking a step forward. Qingfeng's ancient sword took an extremely terrible sword Qi and quickly fell out like lightning. When the former saw Su's defeat, he chose to use the sword boldly. His gloomy face was gradually covered with cold, and his arm shook. The real Qi in his body appeared like a surge of tide. In a twinkling, there was endless sword Qi sniffing on the sword.

Two bright and dazzling sword lights collided together. With the light sound of gold and iron, the two figures immediately crossed.

Bang! Bang!

The dull voice echoed in Su Bai's body, and a trace of blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth. He was clearly at a disadvantage in the initial confrontation. The eight times of condensed Qi cultivation was really strong. The terrible power contained in his sword made his right arm numb. If he hadn't been good at sword stabbing, Su Bai couldn't even hold the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand.

"But he still took the sword after all." Su Bai pursed his lips slightly, looked up at the middle-aged man watching the war in the distance, and rushed to the middle-aged man in an instant. The cold sword peak pierced out with the momentum of splitting mountains.

The middle-aged man was frightened and went back quickly.

But Su's defeated sword is faster.

The cold sword peak crossed mercilessly, the blood light splashed, and a ferocious head rose to the sky, and the blood stained the wind and snow.

The shrill scream suddenly sounded!

The figure of the king of hell suddenly stopped, turned and looked at the scattered blood, and the killing intention emerged, which was difficult to contain. The scarlet blood was instantly filled with his eyes: "vertical son is looking for death."

"There's so much nonsense." Su Bai wiped the corners of his mouth and came out like a fleeting shadow.

In the face of Su Bai, the king of hell raised a bloodthirsty smile. It was obvious that Su Bai had killed under his eyes one after another, which had completely angered him. However, although his face was full of anger, his eyes were calm and terrible.

Bang!

The heavy feet of the king of hell suddenly stepped on the snow. At the moment when the snow rolled down, his body was like an arrow from the string. The sharp giant sword swept across the sword, and a fierce sword spirit emerged on the sword, mixed with a sharp wind breaking sound.

The giant sword of the king of hell is like an unshakable mountain, standing in front of Su Bai. No matter where Su Bai's sword appears, the giant sword of the king of hell always falls boldly. No matter how fast Su defeated the sword, he could not always break through the king of hell's giant sword. The continuous sound of gold and iron confrontation sounded one after another in the dark forest road:

Dang! Dang! Dang!

In this dense collision, Su Bai only felt the huge earthquake at the mouth of the tiger, and even the feeling of damp and hot spread in the palm of his hand. Yi Jue danced wildly, and Su Bai stepped back a few steps. On the contrary, the king of hell was as casual as walking in a leisurely court. The huge sword shadow brought by his hands and feet easily defeated Su Bai's sword style. After this brief contact, Yama also understood Su Bai's strength. He was surprised. The boy was really not simple.

At least he could not defeat and retreat under such a dense offensive, which had surprised the king of hell. However, when he saw the scarlet blood oozing from Su Bai's palm, it was rare for the king of hell to smile on his gloomy face: "as long as I count the sword, I can destroy your right arm."

Ignoring his words, Su Bai lowered his eyes slightly. After previous contact, Su Bai was also vague and had a general understanding of the strength of the king of Hell: "the cultivation of condensed Qi is eight times, but this man obviously experienced the baptism of countless deaths. Although the sword style is simple, it is extremely cruel."

"If I can't break through his giant sword, I won't have a chance to hurt him."

"One force reduces ten meetings. He just grasps my weakness in cultivation."

In the twinkling of an eye, Su Bai's mind flashed countless thoughts. His body shot out like a sharp arrow again, and the dark shadow of the sword rolled like the Milky way in the nine days. At the same time, Su Bai's White left hand pinched a sword seal in his sleeve.

Looking at Su Bai's sword out of his strength again, the king of hell rushed away with a sneer, and his strong Qi broke out. The huge sword made a sharp arc with terrible strength, tore open the air and swept out.

"Dang, Dang, dang..."

With their dazzling swords, the roaring wind and snow sometimes had the clang sound of gold and iron intersecting across the sky and resounded through the forest roads. The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword marks spread to their feet. If you look down from above, these sword scars are dense, like a spider's web.

The dark water like sword light set off the tumbling of rivers and rivers and the roar of tsunami.

With the solidification of the surrounding air, an inexplicable oppression arose out of thin air.

Yama's gloomy face also showed a little surprised look. The sword style of the other party is terrible and continuous. It is natural during the transformation. This step can only be achieved by practicing the sword style to the realm of a generation of masters. At the same time, what surprised the king of hell most was that whenever Su defeated the sword, the king of hell could feel a tearing force on it, which seemed to point directly at his soul through the void.

This inexplicable feeling made the king of hell a little uneasy, especially the strength of the other party's sword was getting stronger and stronger, and he was even able to tear open the sword shadow under his cloth.

"What is this feeling?"

"It seems that it will be torn to pieces if you are not careful."

The king of hell stared at the erratic Su Bai quietly. Obviously, his own swords and swords beat back Su Bai, but he felt frightened by the diffuse power on the other party's swords, "what is this power? Without this power, he would never have been around with me for so long. But how. But how, how to solve this boy quickly."

Thinking about this, the king of hell's gloomy face turned red in an instant. At the same time, the giant sword in his hand suddenly turned and blocked in front of him. It just stopped the sword shadow from countless points. When sparks splashed, the king of hell raised his head and looked at Su Baisen who was close to this foot and said, "it's over."

With the falling of Yan Wang Shen's cry, his huge sword suddenly raised, and scarlet blood seeped strangely on his right arm. The blood flowed on the huge sword, and the huge sword inexplicably glowed with scarlet blood. A ferocious look quickly appeared on the king of hell's face, and his arms burst out again. There was a violent wave on the giant sword immediately.

Looking at the bloody sword, Su Bai's eyes showed a touch of vigilance. While his left finger moved lightly, his body retreated back at an incredible speed. He didn't forget to wave the long sword in his hand, and the dark shadows of the sword quickly gathered together.

Shua!

At the moment, the king of hell is like a violent beast. While the huge sword sweeps across and the rolling air waves sweep, the sword Qi penetrates the dark shadow of the sword. At the moment when countless sword shadows were about to close, the giant sword in the hand of the king of hell had fallen on Su's defeated Qingfeng ancient sword. At the moment of contact between the two, a magnificent force burst out like a volcano that had been silent for a long time.

Dang!

The deafening sound of the intersection of gold and iron sounded like a Jedi like nine days of thunder.

The sharp sword roar broke all the swaying snow flocs.

Su Bai only felt that the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand was like falling on thousands of horses. While his face changed sharply, Su Bai stepped back quickly.

KAKA!

Every time Su Bai retreats, a sword scar will crack on the ground. From this, we can see how terrible the strength Su Bai bears at the moment.

The king of hell took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the huge sword hit the Qingfeng ancient sword in Su Bai's hand again.

to be sonorous.

The tiger mouth was shocked, and a bright sword light came out and fell obliquely a few meters away.

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, the king of hell sent out a gloomy Laughter: "remember, the man who killed you is the king of hell."

Before the words fell, the king of hell waved his huge sword, driving waves of extremely oppressive wind towards Su Bai's head. Obviously, this guy is going to break Su's head with one sword.

The terrible wind came on his face, but Su Baiji's figure suddenly stopped, and there was a faint irony in his dark eyes: "it's you who should end."