Chapter 302

"This is the meaning of the sword he understood."

"The sword meaning above the sword meaning of our ancestors is like a king in the sword."

The heavy pupil old man and the white eyebrow old man frowned slightly and looked directly at the white figure. Vaguely, they could detect the sharp edge.

Li Muchen also had a little shock in his eyes. In the past, he felt Su Bai's sword meaning left in Langya sword Pavilion. At that time, he thought Su Bai's sword meaning was terrible, but he didn't expect it to be so terrible: "The swordsman who can understand the meaning of sword is also a genius of kendo, and the sword meaning that can make the ancestors tremble and even fear is the king of kendo. He has stepped to the sixth weight in just a few minutes."

"Just by this point, Su's defeat can surpass Chu Xiu and Su Ying." Li Muchen clenched his hands and looked a little moved.

Under the starry sky, Chu Ge smiled happily on her indifferent face and murmured, "in the end, I still lost to you, Su Ying!"

In the open sixth double building, the sad and choking sound of swords continued and gathered into one.

Su Bai stared at the sword steles on both sides, which were filled with terrible and fierce sword meaning. It was obvious that the strong people who had inherited here had experienced the sword meaning. Compared with the sword steles in the fifth building, there were only 12 sword steles here.

"There have been countless strong people in Langya sect for hundreds of years, but few of these congenital strong people can feel the meaning of sword. There are twelve different sword meanings here, which means that twelve strong people have felt the meaning of sword. When did Langya sect come out of these twelve strong people?" Su Bai frowned slightly. He vaguely felt that Langya sect was becoming more and more extraordinary, at least not as simple as it seemed.

The slender fingertip gently crossed the sword monument, and Su Bai went straight to the Seventh Tower. The inheritance of the twelve sword quilts here seemed to impress Su Bai. After all, the strong who can understand the meaning of the sword must be terrible. However, Su Bai cared more about the inheritance of several floors above it, and the inheritance there must be more terrible than here.

"People often just want better, not the best." Su Bai smiled with a smile and covered his eyebrows, standing on the ladder leading to the seventh floor. Compared with the ladder leading to the sixth floor, the ladder here is shorter, only seven steps.

Su Bai noticed that the seven steps were covered with dust, and it was obvious that few people had stepped on them.

"Who will miss the better." Su Bai stepped up the ladder again, and a frightening force surged out of the world in vain. Su Bai immediately felt that the dark sword and stele tower had disappeared from sight and was replaced by a bloody picture.

The sky was dim, plasma splashed and blood flowed into a river.

A swordsman in white walked in the bloody rain with a sword. He held a baby in his arms, but behind him was a peerless woman. However, the face that made heaven and earth pale was full of shocking scars.

The man in white walked forward, walked through the yellow sand desert, walked through the endless glacier, and walked to the ancient temple with red leaves all over the mountain. The swaying red leaves fell on the white clothes. Jingning silently tore open the opening of the road, and the blood flowed down, cutting his flesh and blood off his bones. He looked at the ancient Buddha directly with his clear eyes like a secluded spring, and said faintly: "Is there really a Buddha in this world? If there is my Buddha, I will kill all the Buddhas in the sky. Can she stand up and continue dancing for me?"

"If there is no Buddha in the world, what do you believe in?"

Countless figures in cassocks and Armored Cavalry surged out of Mantian ancient temple and rushed to the figure in white like a tide.

The sky is dark and the sky is dark.

Su Bai looked at the scene like an insignificant person. He saw that the amazing sword light shook the sky, saw that the swaying blood rain stained the stone statue of the ancient Buddha red, and the scarlet blood dripping down the stone statue. The stone statue seemed to be grinning happily, laughing at the world, the mole ants and the baby in swaddling

Su Bai already knew what the scene was, who the furious swordsman in white was, and who the crying baby in his infancy was. He saw an empty shadow of an ancient Buddha in the scarlet sky, crashing down like the end of the day, bumping into the swordsman in white and the baby in his infancy. At that time, Su Bai heard that the Dantian was broken The sound of

The rain of blood blurred Su Bai's sight. Finally, the scene in front of him changed in vain. The magnificent sect door of Langya sect appeared in his eyes. He saw the white swordsman lying in the sea of blood. He saw Bu Jingxian roaring up to the sky with a baby in his swaddling clothes, and the Buddhas in the rotten Hall of Xituo laughing

The scene changed again. The scarlet corpse sea had been replaced by the dirty slums. He saw a thin figure crawling in the humiliation of countless people, holding the dusty demon meat fragments with his bloody hands

"Is all this thanks to the Buddha?" Su Bai murmured softly, and a heavy sense of depression filled Su Bai's heart.

The short seven steps are like Su Bai's memory flowing in his soul. With each step Su Bai takes, these scarlet pictures become clearer and clearer. Su Bai knows that the scene in front of him is not an illusion, but really exists in this body.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Su Bai stopped, the scarlet sea of blood and the roaring laughter of ancient Buddhas disappeared, and the dark sword stele tower appeared in Su Bai's sight again.

Su Bai's eyebrows dropped slightly and looked at the cold steps under his feet. His blood had dyed the steps red.

"She didn't die in front of Langya Zong, she died among the Buddhas because she gave birth to me." Su Bai didn't move for a long time, closed his eyes and murmured. At first, Li Muchen told him that they died in front of the Pope, but Li Muchen didn't know that she had died when Su Ying came to the door of the Pope.

"Is there really a Buddha in the world? If there is a Buddha, I'll kill you." before the words fell, Su Bai opened his eyes with a bright smile on his face and stepped out of the seventh step.

At the moment Su Bai stepped on the Seventh Tower, the dazzling light appeared outside the ancient sword stele tower again. Looking at the figure in white, both the old man ChongTong and the old man Baimei showed a look of ecstasy: "the Seventh Tower!"

The seventh tower has only seven isolated sword steles.

Su Bai went straight to the ladder leading to the eighth tower and stared at it again. There were only five steps in front of him. However, these five steps made Su Bai feel separated from heaven and earth. He knew that the ladder in front of him might be more terrible. However, Su Bai didn't hesitate to lift his foot and fall on it, A force that made Su Bai tremble surged up the steps.

Bang!

Su Bai's body fell directly on the steps, and blood gushed on his cracked skin.

"Shit, it hurts!" Su Bai was caught off guard by this inexplicable power. He looked up at the end of the ladder, but a smile of enjoyment appeared at the corners of his mouth, which finally made me feel pressure.

His face turned red. Su Bai slowly raised his arms and pressed the steps. His veins burst up and crawled forward.

"Even the strong man of Tiangang jiuzhong can't support the pressure in the eighth double building. If he supports it forcibly, I'm afraid something will happen." Li Muchen turns his eyes to the old man with white eyebrows and the old man with heavy pupils, and his tone is a little worried.

Smelling the speech, the old man with white eyebrows and the old man with heavy pupils all have one eyebrow: "stop when he can't support it."

Then, the old man with white eyebrow and the old man with heavy pupil condensed a handprint one after another. This handprint is like an arrow on a full string, which will burst out at any time. Under the gaze of three eyes, Su Bai's whole body trembled every few inches forward.

Pain, hard work, unforgettable pain swept through.

However, Su Bai didn't mean to give up at all. Especially looking at the end of this foot, Su Bai knew that once he gave up, all his previous achievements would be wasted: "Su Bai has come to the present. If he gives up now, he would be a complete fool. Support me!"

Biting his teeth, Su Bai's eyes filled with madness and climbed forward again. For a short period of five steps, it took Su Bai more than ten minutes to climb up. When he saw Su Bai climbing the eighth floor, Li Muchen and the old man with white eyebrows were relieved, and cold sweat had penetrated into his palms.

"The eighth tower, he is destined to surpass the old Su win!"

"There are five sword steles in the eight storied building. I don't know which one Su Bai will choose. I hope Su Bai's talent can understand the inheritance on the sword stele, otherwise his previous efforts will be in vain." the old Baimei whispered.

When he got up, Su Bai staggered and looked at the five sword steles standing in front of him. Su Bai smiled at the corners of his mouth and walked forward, but the pressure in the eight heavy building was very terrible. Su Bai trembled every step.

The bloody fingertips crossed the sword tablet, and Su Bai closed his eyes slightly. Then, in the stunned eyes of Li Muchen, he walked straight to the ninth double building. The old man Baimei and the old man ChongTong were stunned, and there was only one thought in his mind: "this little guy is crazy."