Chapter 202

"It's you who should end."

The calm voice echoed in the ears of the king of hell with a creepy cold.

The huge sword's huge body fell down with scarlet blood light, tearing open the surging air.

The terrible sword spirit surged between them. The king of hell looked at Su Bai, who was nearly here. He could not see the slightest panic or panic on his pale face. But an excessive calm, but this calm fell into the eyes of the king of hell and had the effect of a paper tiger, "playing tricks, I don't believe you can turn the situation around under absolute advantage."

Just at this moment, a breath more ferocious than the king of hell suddenly filled Su Bai's left hand.

The White left hand fell gently in the wind and snow. Su Bai calmly looked at the king of hell near here and said, "get up."

Sword array.

Between the lightning and flint, countless swords hovered in Su Bai's palm.

More than ten concise sword prints overlap madly, and endless heaven and earth aura surges in between. Suddenly, the sound of clicking on the ground where Su Bai stood was heard, like real sword shadows. In the stunned eyes of the king of hell, with endless aura, he bumped into the giant sword of the king of hell with the most brazen attitude.

Boom! Boom!

The fierce roar resounded through the whole forest road like thunder. The body of the king of hell trembled fiercely, and the giant sword in his hand even came out.

A scarlet blood burst out, and the shadow of Taoist swords fell on the chest of the king of hell one after another. Finally, a violent wave spread out between them. Whether it was su Bai or the king of hell, his body stepped back for several steps. At the same time, the open space between them was full of countless sword marks all the time, becoming like a field ploughed by an ox.

With unwillingness and disbelief, the scarlet in the eyes of the king of hell gradually faded away, and looked down at the blood hole in his chest: "sword array?"

Looking at this scene in front of him, Su Bai's body did not stop. He quickly grasped the Qingfeng ancient sword inserted across the ground. The sword drew a beautiful track like a dragon. At the moment, the king of hell's body trembled all the time, as if he had lost all his strength and could not move. He could only watch the sword come.

Poof!

The blood light splashed again. The ruthless and cold sword peak directly cut off the king of hell, and the two stumps were thrown several meters away.

After the sword light dissipated, the whole forest road suddenly became silent, only the cold wind was howling angrily. Su Bai stood on a pool of blood with his sword, looked at the mess on the ground, smiled with satisfaction, and killed Ning Qi's eight heavy opponent with his own hands. It was really a good feeling.

However, smelling the bloody smell here, Su Bai immediately fumbled on the corpses several times without touching any booty. He sighed a little unlucky and quickly stepped back and came out of the end of the forest road. In the vast forest, Su Bai noticed a breath of fear. The strength of monsters here is extremely terrible, and the smell of blood here is so strong that it can be attracted in a moment.

At the moment when Su defeated and retreated for more than 100 meters, bursts of roar surged to the previous place. Su Bai looked up and saw that there were trees lying down, residual snow rolling, fallen leaves swaying, and huge virtual shadows crashing into them, accompanied by deafening animal roars.

The breath of his whole body converged, and Su Bai swept up the towering treetops with great vigour, overlooking the ancient castle standing on the desolation from a distance, with a little meditation in his eyes. This time, if we had not known the existence of these people in advance, once these people assassinate themselves secretly, even if they master the sword idea and sword array, I'm afraid they can't survive.

"My position has been leaked out, and I don't know how many killers took over the task of chasing me in heaven's punishment."

"If there are other killers lurking in this forest, it will be extremely unfavorable to me when the enemy is dark and I am clear."

"Besides, there are many lucky elements that can kill the yama team this time. If the other party doesn't separate the team, I can't break it one by one."

Su Bai frowned slightly and looked at the castle from a distance. There are countless crises in the vast forest sea. He doesn't know where the end is. Once you break in by force, you will encounter a fierce beast as terrible as the eight Armed Dragon.

"The best way is to wait for some time to see if there are any disciples who will take over the tomb of the famous swordsman."

"However, once there are other killers lurking in the forest sea, I'll stay here and give them enough time to assassinate." Su Bai gently rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, but his slightly wrinkled eyebrows stretched out, turned and looked at the boundless forest sea, with a smile on his lips: "However, once I can get out of this forest with my own strength, my strength should be improved."

Su Bai always thought he was a stubborn man. When the idea came to his mind, he could no longer erase the crazy idea, but showed a look of expectation in his eyes: "When I first entered the four fold Taoism, I was able to survive the blood refining and even get out. Now, with my five fold cultivation of Qi, I understand the meaning of the sword and master the two sword arrays. It is not impossible to get out of this forest. Power should be an experience and harvest some skill points."

His mind was slightly calm. Su Bai looked at the soaring skill points and pursed a smile. The yama team contributed a lot of skill points to himself and could practice for a period of time. Holding the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand, Su Bai calmly walked towards the boundless boundlessness.

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The clouds are ethereal, and the majestic peak is like a lone boat rippling on the sea of clouds.

On the xieshui terrace of the elegant Gutian, a cool figure stood tall and graceful, and the green silk fell down along the graceful body. This is a beautiful and incomparably charming face, and its eyes are as cold as snow and ice in the distant mountains.

The two maidens stood quietly behind and looked at the graceful shadow with a respectful look in their eyes: "Miss, the wind is blowing."

As for the maid's gentle call, the rhyme is cold. If you haven't heard it, your beautiful eyes stare at an empty attic directly below and murmur softly: "You are a guy who always likes to do crazy things, and the same is true when you enter the law enforcement tower. When you compare with Langya zongbi, you are even restless in the inner door. With your potential, maybe you will catch up with me one day, as your father said. Why do you choose to go to the tomb of a famous swordsman at this time, or even give your life there."

"The God of luck will not always care for the same person." A bitter smile appeared on Bu Yunhan's cheek. When she broke the pass a few days ago, she heard that Su Bai rushed to the top of the sword Pavilion when she first entered Langya sword Pavilion. I don't know why she was excited. However, the following bad news completely shattered the excitement in her heart. The team led by the leader of Tianji Pavilion at the end of painting was almost killed in the tomb of famous swordsmen The dead include new leaders.

When I first heard the news, the indifference on Bu Yunhan's face disappeared, and even some flowers lost their color.

Compared with the stillness of jingxianfeng, the middle area of Yaoguang Pavilion is a little noisy.

On the spacious square, there are many new disciples gathered here.

The eyes of these new disciples looked at the more than ten figures standing at the end of the square. Their eyes were full of anger and unwilling. These more than ten figures stood here. The terrible atmosphere was like the tide raging around the square. Luo Feng and Li Xue were the first.

Looking at the new disciples talking to each other, Luo Feng yawned lazily and said faintly: "Those who know current affairs are heroes. You have good qualifications if you can become internal disciples. Your arrogant leader died in the tomb of a famous swordsman. Now the whole team has no leader. What can you do with such a team? It's like following MOTU leader. Tut Tut, MOTU leader wants to impact the position of leader of Yuheng Pavilion. Don't you want to be jade Hengge disciple, do you enjoy more cultivation resources? "

In the middle of the square, Yan Jian and others gathered together, looking at the bewitching Luo Feng, holding his hands tightly, and his face was gloomy and terrible.

Even a famous new disciple gnashed his teeth and scolded: "are these guys like flies bothered? Come several times a day."

But as soon as the disciple was out, a terrible strong wind burst in mid air and crashed on his chest. The disciple quickly withdrew a few steps, and blood immediately penetrated from the corners of his mouth.

"Calling elder martial brother a fly is really a guy who doesn't understand etiquette. Elder martial brother will teach you how to respect your elder martial brother." in the distance, Luo Feng pulled his finger and smiled.

"This is our field. Don't go too far." Yan Jian's face was gloomy. There were some bruises on his face. These bruises were naturally left by fighting with Luo Feng and others.

"Tut Tut, your field. When Su was defeated, he didn't dare to say this, and you just a new disciple dared to talk."

"The leader of waguang Pavilion is our MOTU leader." Luo Feng smiled.

"He won't be soon."

A lazy voice sounded slowly in the sword Pavilion, and the shouting and swearing in the whole square suddenly stopped at this moment