Chapter 546

[I really want to write full-time, so I can have a happy codeword. I don't catch the bus back until 8 o'clock every day...]

Two sharp sword chants resounded in the hall. The body of Mo Haori was like a rainbow and swept away towards the sky. Then he stood in the sky. Two huge sword shadows appeared behind him, filled with a terrible smell.

This breath is the breath of sword.

"Two sword meanings..." Su Bai murmured softly, looking at the virtual shadow behind Mo Haori with a little surprise. On these two virtual shadows, he noticed the familiar fluctuations. Obviously, these two sword meanings are the sword meanings transmitted by the sword meaning.

In the end sword domain, understanding the meaning of one sword is a genius of kendo, and understanding the meaning of two swords can also be called Kendo demons.

Although we only understand the meaning of the sword and inherit the meaning of the sword on the stage, it is enough to prove that the end of Haori is extraordinary.

Facing Su Bai's eyes, Mo Haori's eyes became colder and colder. Maybe he understood the meaning of the two swords in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared with the master's sword meaning of the former, his two swords seemed insignificant. However, these two swords were not his real cards. His eyes stopped on the huge sword in his hand. Mo Haori whispered: "Originally I didn't want to use your strength, but now it seems that if you don't use it, you can't beat the guy in front of you..."

At that moment, Mo Haori's left hand suddenly made a mark, and the sword shadow circling in the rear immediately turned into a streamer and rushed towards the huge sword in his hand, strangely integrated into the huge sword, and the huge sword suddenly burst into scarlet blood light, accompanied by bursts of gloomy sword roaring.

If you look carefully, you must find that the ghost face on the sword body twisted, and the sword howling came from the ghost face. With the surge of blood light, the ghost face mysteriously took off the sword and quickly condensed in front of the end of Haori.

In a short instant, a ghost face about ten feet in size appeared.

"This is..." over the temple, Chu Ge frowned and stared at the ghost face flashing in the light curtain. The ghost face seemed vain, but the power surging in it was extremely terrible, which had surpassed the power possessed by the innate five fold.

"This sword is called Shura sword. It's the sword of the strong emperor in the Taoist realm... The magic power that the strong man understood is called Shura magic power. He once engraved this Shura magic power on the Shura sword. Although it's only an ordinary mark, it's not as terrible as the magic power pattern, but if it can stimulate this mark, it will show extraordinary power." Feng Taicang smiled softly.

"The sword of a strong emperor in the Taoist realm? Can it evolve into a mark and engrave it?" Bing Kui glanced at the giant sword with a complex look in his eyes. Even if he was the leader of Bingyan sword sect, he was moved, "If I can get this sword... Activate the magic mark in it. Even if I meet an opponent with higher cultivation than me, I can deal with it at will."

It was not only Bingkui who had this idea, but many patriarchs showed envy on their faces.

The emperor swore that Yan's eyes were empty and narrowed, and his deep eyes also showed a touch of movement. Then he turned his head and smiled at Feng Taicang and said, "Tianluo sect is worthy of being the top sect in Juque domain. Its heritage is far more than that of our sect. It is the inheritance of the strong emperor and Taoism... Tut Tut, if this son used this mark when he fought with my son at the end of Haori, my son would never be his opponent."

"Lord Dayan overestimated our Tianluo sect. This sword was obtained by Mo Haori during his training. Even if he used this mark, he was by no means your son's opponent." Feng Taicang's spotless eyes lit up with a touch of essence. If there was a deep meaning, he said: "your son is not as simple as he looks..."

Hearing the speech, the emperor swore that Yan could not refuse to smile and looked at the light curtain.

At this time, in the temple, the sharp and harsh ghost howling rang through the face, and a fierce spirit penetrated from the face. The scarlet light patterns lingered around the face, making the face look like a waking devil, which is extremely terrible.

Standing behind the grimace, Mo Haori's eyes seemed to stay on Su Bai through the grimace, and his voice became more and more hoarse. "Only by understanding the meaning of the two swords can I arouse the real power of Shura sword. Therefore, this is also the first time I use the power of Shura sword, and I can't restrain this power..."

At the moment when the voice didn't fall, Mo Haori suddenly took a step forward, and his whole body integrated into the ghost face. The whole ghost face suddenly turned into a streamer and swept away towards Su Bai. With a big mouth in the blood basin, the scarlet blood light surged out from it, stretching and stretching indefinitely, like thousands of sword shadows.

"This is beyond the scope of fencing..."

Su Bai stared at the galloping face. On the face, he noticed a terrible power fluctuation, which had exceeded the existence of ordinary five innate factors. Even where the face passed, ripples appeared rapidly in the air.

In the face of such a terrible attack, Su Bai not only didn't retreat, but walked towards the front. At this time, his eyes suddenly closed, and the fierce sword idea rippled out from his limbs and bones. It turned into a cold sword wind raging in the world. In a short moment, these sword winds had covered dozens of feet around.

However, these seemingly terrible sword winds, like residual blood meeting lava in front of this ghost face, broke up at a lightning speed. The whole ghost face appeared in the sky of the Soviet defeat in a decadent manner. Staring at this scene, most people's hearts jumped out of their throat and beat faster.

"The art of heart sword... It's unwise to use this sword in the face of such power. He underestimates the magic mark in this sword."

Bing Kui raised his eyes and looked at Su Bai without waves in Gu Jing. Then he showed a look of playful abuse on his face and said with a smile: "unfortunately, if he can really master the art of heart sword, it may be true..."

Just before Bing Kui finished his words, he noticed that there was a smile on Chu GE's plain face. In an instant, Bing Kui fiercely turned his head and looked at the light curtain. He saw a bright and dazzling sword shadow quickly appeared over Su Bai.

In the mid air, a fierce and incomparable breath penetrated from the scattered sword wind, turned into a ripple of Taoist power, and gathered towards the shadow of the sword.

In this scene, many people, especially the strong ones, witnessed the dramatic changes in their faces. At the beginning, Chu Ge condensed a real heart sword with the intention of sword, so as to kill several strong people in the Taoist base. At present, Su Bai was able to do this. Although this heart sword looks not as terrible as Chu Ge, the power surging in it should not be underestimated.

At the moment when the shadow of the sword had just formed, Su Bai's right hand, which fell in the sleeve room, lifted up again, and fell lightly towards the midpoint of the void. The ripples spread like water lines at his fingertips.

Then, the sword shadow and divine light hovering over the sky burst, Shua, turned into a dazzling sword light, swept away towards the ghost face with a destructive edge, and fiercely waved on the ghost face.

The stretching blood light around the ghost face broke up like spring snow. A crack visible to the naked eye was satisfied on the ghost face, and then the whole ghost face exploded in vain. The violent power surged out like a tide, and the whole temple roared and vibrated at this time.

Under the sweep of this violent force, the falling sword light also quickly darkened, then collapsed and turned into thousands of sword Qi.

The temple was completely shrouded in these two forces, and the surging blood light turned into a blood fog and completely covered the temple. They looked up and saw that the surging blood fog was all over the light curtain, and they could not see the figure of Su Bai and the end of Haori clearly.

When the blood fog gradually dispersed, people just saw a figure slowly emerging in the middle of the temple, and Su Bai stood in the air. Although there was blood fog around him, his white clothes were not stained with a little blood. The surging strong wind came and brushed his clothes Jue, making a sound of hunting, which looked particularly elegant and natural.

At this time, Su Bai's eyes were looking at the bottom with a little calm, where the surging blood fog gradually dispersed, and a embarrassed figure clearly appeared.

Mo Haori was half kneeling, and a deep sword scar spread from the back of his hand to his shoulder. He could vaguely see the white bones, and the blood flowed down like a stream on the giant sword.

The huge sword has lost its scarlet luster and is dim.

Mo Haori turned his head and looked at the blood mark on his right arm. A fierce and incomparable breath rippled on it. This is the breath of the only silent sword.

"Take it..." Mo Haori got up hard. His eyes were not decadent because of the defeat, and there was no resentment in his eyes. He was just full of hot war spirit. He originally thought that he could easily crush the defeat of the Soviet Union with the two sword ideas and Shura sword he understood. After all, the former was gifted in terror, and his cultivation was only congenital, But I didn't expect such a result, "it's worthy of being the woman I fell in love with at the end of Haori, but my vision is not bad... According to the agreement, I won't pester the cangyue in the future."

Before the voice fell, the body shape of Mo Haori gradually became blurred, and a ripple of power appeared around him until he swallowed his body shape.

"Woman? If you let that girl hear this, you're going to climb out..." listening to Mo Haori's words, Su Bai couldn't help glancing.

However, thinking of the power brought by the previous ghost face, Su Bai's eyes coagulated slightly. The reason why he was able to break the ghost face with the art of heart sword is not that his previous sword already has the power to kill the innate environment, but that it is on Mo Haori. As Mo Haori said, the power in the Shura sword needs two sword meanings to be aroused, He also inspired the power of Shura sword for the first time. Although the power was terrible, he couldn't control the power after all, so he completely collapsed under the impact of the art of heart sword.

"If he could master the power of the sword, I would have to pay a price if I wanted to defeat him today." Su Bai murmured softly and walked towards the closed iron door

Outside the hall, all the disciples of Langya sect stared at the figure in white, especially Yang Xiu. Their eyes were full of worship. "In the young generation of Tianluo sect, at the end of Haori, this is second only to the legend of Wang Yao Yao. It was defeated. Younger martial brother Su Bai is becoming more and more powerful."

Lin Jinxuan breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the slender figure. At this time, the youth was particularly dazzling.

"The art of heart sword, the boy controlled it to the state of entering the house without any sound." Li Muchen was also surprised at the result. He had studied the art of heart sword and only mastered it to the present day.

At this time, an uproar sounded on the stone platform, "sad love song leaders, their situation is a little bad..."