Chapter 222

The blood wave was surging, and the stumps fell heavily on the snow, splashing scarlet all over the ground.

Countless shrill screams filled the wind and snow, and Su Bai's voice was cold and piercing, blowing in the ears of Sanskrit and others.

Several Kaiyang Pavilion disciples looked at Su Bai in horror. Their figure was shaky and lying in a pool of blood. The Qingfeng ancient sword in Su Bai's hand dropped slightly and pointed obliquely to the ground. Su Bai's steps seemed random. When each step fell, his momentum rose.

Luo Feng looked stiff and angrily scolded, "I don't know the heaven and earth. Do you think the six heavy condensing Qi can sweep us? Don't you think these two options are very funny? Even cutting the shoulders of several disciples of Kaiyang Pavilion, do you still want to stay in the rocking Pavilion unharmed? Fool, dream, go."

His face was full of ferocity. Luo Feng's body flashed out like smoke. His big hand on the hilt suddenly raised, and the lightning in his hand turned into streamers and rushed at Su Bai. The only remaining Kaiyang Pavilion disciples looked at each other, and their throats were all hissing.

Most of these Kaiyang Pavilion disciples followed Mo Tu after he became the leader of Kaiyang Pavilion. They have been Kaiyang Pavilion disciples for several years. Neither cultivation nor experience can be compared by the disciples of Yaoguang Pavilion. Looking at the shadow of the sword rushing towards Su's defeat, a cold feeling appeared in their eyes.

The Sanskrit slightly clenched his teeth and looked at Luo Feng and others who shot. His fear seemed to dissipate a lot: "so many Kaiyang Pavilion disciples, plus me. No matter how terrible his strength is, he can't defeat ten with one."

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The shadow of the sword shrouded all over the sky. Su Bai looked at everything in front of him indifferently, pointing at the Qingfeng ancient sword on the residual snow. It was like the brightest star in the night sky, dragging the dark shadow of the sword down, blocking the shrouded sword light without deviation.

Su Bai looked calm and walked forward: "are these two choices so funny?"

Whew!

In the dark shadow of the sword, Su Bai pinched his sword finger slightly, and the cold and ruthless sword peak immediately burst out and landed on Luo Feng's shoulder. The sharp and incomparable sword Qi lingered on it, and immediately waved Luo Feng's right arm, with scarlet blood splashing.

Looking at the unstoppable Su defeat, the anger on Yan Jian's face turned into surprise and incomparable shock. In just a few decades, the leader's strength became so terrible that he was killed by God.

Su Bai stepped forward, and the Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand kept dripping blood. This is an extremely bloody picture, and the scalp of the Sanskrit song at the end is numb. The remaining light from the corner of the Sanskrit's eye swept over the ancient rare who stood with his hands on one side. The panic in his eyes dissipated a lot. The raised giant sword turned slightly in the air, and his body immediately rushed frantically towards the ancient rare. Obviously, at this moment, the Sanskrit has no intention of war in its heart, and can only place its hope on Gu Xi.

"Do you want to go? I don't think it's too late." Su Bai's eyes were like electricity. When he came out of the sword, his attention focused on Luo Feng and Sanskrit songs. The tip of his foot was light, and Su Bai's body passed through the dazzling sword like a breeze. The Qingfeng ancient sword quickly fell out and dragged out a blood light like a rainbow.

The Kaiyang Pavilion disciples who were close to this foot were all a little shocked. They saw a blood stain spread out on the left arm of the Sanskrit song. In the blink of an eye, a remnant limb threw up into the sky and fell towards the ancient rare earth. The choking smell of blood came to his face. His eyes were slightly drooping. He stared at the blood splashed all over his body. The chill in his eyes slowly condensed. He raised his head and looked at Su Bai. He said coldly, "you're too much. As a younger martial brother of Langya sect, why should you kill them all?"

Stepping on the pool of blood, the ancient and rare walked forward without any trouble and held the retreating Sanskrit.

"Oh, is it too much? Why didn't you think it was too much when you oppressed Yan Jian?" Su Bai's black eyes became cold. Among Luo Feng's people, the one with the strongest cultivation was the young man in front of him.

"That's true. In this world, whoever has a big fist is the truth." Gu Xi's mouth has a radian: "unfortunately, my fist is bigger than you. My name is Gu Xi, from Tianquan Pavilion, also from the Western Qin Dynasty."

"Western Qin Dynasty?" Su Bai's eyes fell on Gu Xi's sleeves. Qingfeng ancient sword pointed at Gu Xi from a distance: "there are many people in Western Qin Dynasty who died under my sword."

"I know." the powerful breath surged in Gu Xi's body. Gu Xi stepped out one step and the wind and snow trembled in vain: "that's why I want to do it. I'm not interested in meddling in the trivial affairs of Yaoguang Pavilion. I shouldn't do it. I just blame you for being too presumptuous and killing the prince of Qin Zheng."

"Finally." Su Bai smiled inexplicably.

According to Su Bai's previous speculation, the two brothers of Qin Zheng should also return from the mission.

Looking at the excitement in the corners of Gu Xi's eyes, Su Bai said with a light smile: "if brother Qin Zheng was standing here, I might still be a little afraid. As for you, it's not worth worrying about." Su Bai was sure to defeat the seven peak cultivation accomplishments of Ning Qi before the breakthrough, not to mention now.

"Sharp teeth and sharp teeth. It seems that your temperament is almost the same as that of younger martial brother Sanskrit. You are arrogant and arrogant." Gu Xi walked out like a tiger walking in a tiger's stride, holding the long sword around his waist with one hand, and his fierce breath swept out like a storm.

Sanskrit's pale face was almost ferocious: "elder martial brother Gu Xi, why talk nonsense to him, break his arms and break his legs, let your highness come to a conclusion."

"That's right. Your highness once said that he would personally kill the enemy." Gu Xi's body leaped down in mid air with great momentum. The weight of Tianquan Pavilion is dozens of times that of here. The ancient and rare people who practice in Tianquan pavilion have a terrible physical training. At the same time, after losing the bondage of dozens of times of gravity, the speed of ancient rare earth is extremely rapid.

KAKA!

Gu Xi's body was like a falling boulder in the sky. All the snow flocs around him were broken. He raised his strength to the limit, took up an amazing strong wind, and went towards Su's defeat. The long sword at the waist of the ancients flashed out among the lightning and flint. In a short moment, it swept a huge shadow of the sword and roared towards Su defeat with a rolling attitude. Without the slightest temptation, Gu Xi estimated Su Bai's strength when Su Bai shot earlier. The most terrible two points of Su Bai are his strange body method and quick reaction.

Therefore, Gu Xi chose to use all his strength as soon as he made a move.

Su Bai raised his head slightly and looked at Gu Xi, who looked like an eagle swooping down, and his mouth felt cold. Compared with those killers who were punished by God, the antique in front of us is a little bad. A few meters away, Su Bai suddenly stamped his feet. He dragged out the shadow of the Tao in the wind and snow. The Qingfeng ancient sword gently raised, turned slightly, and stabbed straight, turning into an unparalleled edge, and fell on the huge shadow of the sword in an instant.

Dang! Dang!

The sword styles with endless killing intention rushed towards the ancient and rare. Su Bai may be weaker than the ancient and rare in strength, but the victory lies in speed. Several swords are produced in an instant. The profound meaning of yueshui shadow sword is reflected incisively and vividly by him. The strength of each sword is like waves superimposed together.

Out of the sword, changing direction.

Gu Xi withdrew a few steps and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Su Bai actually took his sword and even beat himself back in the face-to-face confrontation.

Seeing that Gu Xi retreated, Su Bai was faster. Qingfeng ancient sword constantly appeared around Gu Xi, with the momentum of collapse of mountains and rocks. Gu Xi was shocked to find that the position of each sword point of Su Bai was the same. No matter how he came out of the sword, his sword could always fall in that position.

"Ah......" Gu Xi roared, and his strength made his blood gas roll in his body. He didn't believe that Su Bai could take over his sword again and again. His green tendons burst up, and Gu Xi's sword was more and more open and close, very masculine.

However, with a little cold light, Su Bai stopped the ancient sword before it fell.

Especially at the moment when Su Bai used his sword intention, Qingfeng ancient sword shook Gu Xi's sword, and the bright sword light flew across the sky. In countless shocked eyes, Qingfeng ancient sword swept Gu Xi's shoulder and cut off Gu Xi's right arm obliquely. The strength on it directly overturns the ancient body for several meters and brings up a large amount of blood.

Su Bai was like Qingfeng sweeping forward. The back of Qingfeng's ancient sword directly hit Gu Xi's legs. With a click, Gu Xi's body threw several meters again and lay on the snow like a dead dog.

After all this, Su Bai appeared at the side of Sanskrit, Luo Feng and others without warning, with his sword in his hand.

KAKA!

The creepy clicking sound kept ringing, and Luo Feng and others kept wailing.

Yan Jian stared at the scene as if dumbfounded, with a little cold sweat on his forehead. In the distance, the disciples of Yaoguang Pavilion felt numb and rushed to the middle and lower levels, fearing that it would affect the fish in the pond.

After breaking the legs of the last Kaiyang Pavilion disciple, Su Baifang turned and looked at the wailing Luo Feng: "give you a hundred breath and disappear from the Yaoguang Pavilion, otherwise I don't mind breaking your other arm."

Then Su Bai walked to the nearest sword Pavilion, "Yan Jian, come with me."