In an uproar, countless silly eyes looked at the retreating figure in amazement, revealing an incredible color in their eyes.

Qin Huan's whole face was gloomy and terrible. He looked down at the bleeding shoulder, and his slender fingers gently crossed the shoulder and stained the blood on it. Qin Huan put his finger on his lips, licked his blood and grinned coldly, "I really have some skills. It seems that if I don't use my skills today, I may capsize in the gutter."

A terrible wave slowly spread out. Qin Yu smiled at Su Bai, motionless as a mountain, moving as fast as lightning, and rushed out of his body. At the same time, the long sword leaping from his waist flashed like a swimming dragon, and the sword light touched Su Bai's neck like a cold star.

The bright and dazzling sword light is extremely fast, dragging the terrible torrent of sword Qi.

Around, when Lin Jinxuan and others saw this scene, their faces immediately became very dignified. Qin Huan seldom used his sword. Once he did, it meant that he regarded his opponent as the same. Compared with the previous offensive, Qin Yu's sword was more fierce and obviously did his best.

Shua!

Qin Huan's speed was very fast. When the sword light flashed, his body immediately appeared in front of Su Bai. The terrible wind blew Su Bai's clothes Jue. Su Bai didn't feel any panic on his face. His lips were slightly pursed. His whole body was like light and shadow. In a moment, he left a shadow in the wind and snow. He withdrew for several feet. His swaying white clothes were as elegant as relegated immortals.

Seeing that Su Bai avoided his sword, Qin Huan raised his eyes slightly and felt colder in his eyes. The soles of his feet stepped out again. With a slight dull thunder, Qin Huan's body stepped several steps. The bright sword body flashed cold, tore the air, and shot an unparalleled and fierce killing opportunity. The sword was fierce and blocked Su Bai's retreat.

Qin Huan was merciless and vowed to kill Su Bai on the spot.

"Day by day sword style." Qin Huan's eyes were as bright as electricity, with a powerful momentum and a suffocating sense of oppression.

Daily sword. Ximen begged to be drunk and clenched his hands. This was a terrible sword style mastered by Qin Huan. During the trial, Qin Huan used this sword style to defeat several strong players with condensed Qi. Lin Jinxuan was also nervous. Qin Huan's move was such a terrible sword, which was obviously to defeat Su at one stroke.

Bang! Bang!

The hearts of the people were beating faster and faster, even jumping out of their voices.

His eyes were like electricity, and Su Bai's retreating figure suddenly stood still in the wind and snow. His white right hand gently pressed and fell on the handle of the sword. His calm eyes stared at the flashing sword light. The terrible strong wind made Su Bai's long hair dance wildly, and a strong and incomparable breath also permeated Su Bai.

Qin Huan looked at Su Bai coldly. Seeing that there was no panic in the latter's eyes, he sneered at himself. He could be so calm at this time. The sword edge was slightly picked, and the raised sword body was like the sunset falling on the horizon: "die for me."

"Killing me is as easy as pulling grass and picking flowers?"

Su Bai looked at the light of the sword, which was close to this foot. He could detect the light of the sword on his blade, and could also see the ferocity in Qin Huan's eyes. Su Bai was happy and unafraid. Under the eyes of countless consternations, Su Bai did not retreat, but took a step forward.

Lin Jinxuan clenched her jade hand. Why didn't Su Bai draw his sword.

The faces of the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion were smiling with victory in sight. They seemed to hear the beautiful sound of blood splashing when the sword went straight to Su Bai's throat.

Black hair danced wildly. Su Bai's originally soft face became extremely cold at this moment. His body shape stepped out at the moment when Ximen asked for drunkenness and stabbed with a sword. He avoided it with an incredible posture. His body was like a breeze. Su Bai's action completely explained this sentence. In the second step, Su was defeated like a hurricane. The snow rolled down under his feet and rushed straight up. Such a terrible body method made people tremble. He avoided Qin Huan's sword again.

"Unexpectedly avoided?" the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion whispered with surprised expression in their eyes.

Qin Huan's eyes narrowed. The most terrible thing about the daily sword style was its speed and change. He was so sure of the sword style that penetrated Su Bai's throat that he let Su Bai avoid it one after another, which made Qin Huan very angry. At the same time, Qin Huan also felt a slight challenge in his heart. This guy was obviously just the cultivation of six times of condensing Qi, but his means were unmatched by some nine times of condensing Qi. No wonder Qin Zheng would die in the hands of this bastard.

Qin Huan shouted hoarsely and coldly, "break it for me." the long sword was like a dragon and the sword Qi was like a rainbow, like a rising sun hanging in the sky. The Taoist sword Qi fell straight in the air and drowned Su defeat.

The deafening breaking wind shook the whole wind and snow. Countless crisscross sword Qi shrouded Su Bai in it, which made people feel that Su Bai was like a fish in the net and could not escape. Lin Jinxuan pulled her whole heart up, and her palms exuded a little sweat.

Su Bai frowned slightly when he noticed the sword coming. Qin Huan was really terrible. His cultivation and reaction were not comparable to that of Ye xuanlou. With such a wide gap in cultivation, Su Bai knew that he had reached his limit and raised his right hand on the hilt in an instant.

to be sonorous!

The crisp sound of the sword carries through the world and covers the harsh wind. A stunning sword light contains Sen Han's killing power and cold intention. It seems to blow away the clouds like a breeze. The unparalleled sword idea permeates the whole wind and snow. It is almost unstoppable and irresistible.

This terrible breath made the sword spirit sweeping all over the sky become a meal, like being crushed by an invisible force and completely turned into nothingness.

"This breath fluctuates..." in front of Langya sword tower, the old man with his eyes slightly closed suddenly got up, stared at Langya exit in disbelief. He has no interest in paying attention to the disputes between younger generations. Until this moment, the old man's whole old face was covered with an incredible color: "absolutely not wrong. This unparalleled power is the meaning of the sword. Su Bai actually mastered the meaning of the sword."

Ximen qiuzui immediately felt that the frozen air around him turned into pieces at this moment, and an unparalleled edge and grandeur gradually appeared on Su Bai. This breath made them feel particularly depressed and uncomfortable.

In the eyes of Lin Jinxuan and others, Su Bai's thin figure is as unattainable as a mountain. At the same time, the plain Qingfeng ancient sword in his hand also exudes an extremely fierce and domineering momentum. A sword comes from the west, like a relegated fairy falling into the world. It has an unspeakable style. It dispels the sword spirit all over the sky, like the whole sky falling down, curbing the air pressure of the dancing sword, and pushing back the strong wind.

"Nine swords day by day." Qin Huan's handsome face also glanced with an incredible color, but the cold in his eyes surged. He raised his sword and stabbed it one after another in an extremely terrible way. One sword after another coincided with each other in the cooked breath. The nine bright sword lights coincided with each other completely, shining and violent. Finally, in the eyes of the people around him, he fiercely collided with Su Bai's sword.

The sonorous sound sounds like meteorites colliding in the sky. The stunning sword light and dazzling sword light meet in the wind and snow. The wind and snow disappear, and the unparalleled sword spirit diffuses out, like the aftermath of the tsunami. The Langya sect disciples around were bloodless on all sides and quickly retreated back, afraid of being swept by the aftershock. At the same time, their eyes stared straight without blinking. They stared at the wind and snow where the sword light disappeared. There, two figures crisscrossed and sparks splashed. They couldn't see their figure clearly. However, the only thing they could be sure was that the two sides were evenly matched.

But is it really just a close match?

The stunning sword light suddenly appeared from time to time, dispersing the sword Qi within a few feet. People with a clear eye could see that Qin Huan's steps gradually seemed to be somewhat vain. Then, Qin Huan's body stepped back a few steps. On the contrary, Su was defeated and stood upright with a negative hand.

The familiar scene appeared again, and Qin Huan was defeated again.

Ximen qiuzui and Yang Xiu looked at each other and pinched each other's waist until the pain came, they swallowed their saliva incredibly. Simon begged to get drunk and whispered, "younger martial brother Yang Xiu, are you sure this man is Qin Huan? It shouldn't be a fake."

"If those Tianquan Pavilion disciples are not blind, this is Qin Huan," Yang Xiu murmured.

The disciples of Tianquan Pavilion were all stupid. In their eyes, Qin Huan was invincible. In Tianquan Pavilion, only the leaders of Tianquan Pavilion can suppress it.

Among the seven pavilions in Langya, only the demons in Tianshu Pavilion can suppress Qin Huan. Qin Huan slowly raised his head and stared at Su Bai gloomily. These incredible and stunned eyes cut into his heart like a blade.

Qin Huan's whole face became very ferocious at this moment. The blood ran down the palm and fell on the hilt of the sword. He said coldly, "even in the trial, few people forced me to such an embarrassing situation. You are so angry that you have this means. Hum, you are also qualified to let me use my cards that I haven't used so far."

Looking at Qin Huan with a ferocious face, Su Bai frowned slightly and felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"The sword skill of the Western Qin Dynasty is a solution!" Qin Huan said with a cold smile: "the power of the nine peaks of condensing Qi is not limited to this. Next, this hall will let you know how much the gap in cultivation affects."

Qin Huan's left hand slowly spread out before his voice fell. In an instant, Qin Huan's whole momentum was like a runaway horse, running out wantonly, and a smell more terrible than before permeated Qin Huan. The sudden change made Ximen qiuzui and others look stunned and shortness of breath. Qin Huan at this moment was more terrible than before, just like a wild beast.

The old man of the town tower came and stood on a towering sword Pavilion, looking at the scene with a slight frown: "the Western Qin Dynasty sealed the sword skill. Tut Tut, the emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty dared to be so cruel to his descendants and practice such dangerous sword skills. Seal the sword Qi in his own Dantian and tear the Dantian and meridians all the time. If he was careless, the whole Dantian and meridians will be broken."

"Looking at Qin Huan, he didn't have a deep grasp of the sword sealing skills of the Western Qin Dynasty. At most, he just entered the hall."

"However, even if you enter the house, once the seal is released, the boy's strength will soar several times." the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Su Bai, who stood with a negative hand, and his eyes showed a touch of expectation: "how do you deal with it next? Although the sword intention is terrible, it's difficult to make up for the gap between the two in the case of such a wide gap in cultivation."

Qin Huan stared at Su Bai coldly, stretched out slightly, and a powerful force flowed in his palm: "next, I won't give you a chance to continue to struggle."