Chapter 910

The fierce sword was like a runaway horse galloping among Su's limbs and bones, tearing his meridians.

Su Baiwei closed his eyes and let the swords gallop inside him.

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At the moment when Su Bai's front foot had just stepped on the ladder, only Ji's sword idea tore out of his body and crushed the sword idea with a skillful attitude. The collapse of the sword idea turned into some kind of understanding of the sword idea and integrated into Su Bai's body.

This change made Su Bai tremble slightly, and a little consternation poured out on his face hidden under his robe. He opened his eyes and looked at the magnificent bronze ladder in front of him, which was actually the existence of a sword meaning communication platform.

However, the bronze ladder is more domineering than the sword meaning. The sword meaning contained in it can almost be comparable to the emperor level sword meaning. If you can't withstand the impact of the emperor level sword meaning, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

"This may be a treasure for practitioners of Kendo..." Su Bai murmured softly. In his feeling, the bronze is like a sword tomb, sealed with countless peerless swords. If the bronze ladder appears in the last sword field, it will inevitably set off a fishy wind and blood rain.

Unfortunately, in this era of declining Kendo, no one would think that the bronze ladder in front of them would be a treasure. In the eyes of the leaders of the too wasteland, the bronze ladder in front of them is a natural moat, blocking their way to pick the blood and fruit of the imperial way.

"It's a pity..." Su Bai sighed softly. His strength is limited. Otherwise, if the bronze ladder is moved out of the relic tomb and brought back to the end sword region, Langya sect will usher in a prosperous era, "However, the bronze ladder in front of me is an excellent place for cultivation. At the beginning, in the picture of the sword domain, I realized the true meaning of the only silent sword... Today, I take the sword meaning here as a mirror to observe the only sad sword meaning..."

The silent sword meant that Su Bai's body retreated like a tide, and Su Bai's body stood quietly on the second bronze ladder like a sculpture. The first sword breath blew past like a killing autumn wind, raising a low sword sound, like a low chant, like a sad cry, which lingered for a long time, circling in Su Bai's heart and disturbing his state of mind.

Su Bai's heart was like a mirror, not stained with dust. His mind was completely immersed in the sound of the sword. He let the sword idea gushing from the bronze ladder rush into his body and tear his meridians, but he didn't feel it.

The sword has double blades. It hurts both people and yourself. This is the only meaning of mourning the sword.

Su Bai listened to the sound of the sword, not the edge above heaven and earth in the sound of the sword, but the loneliness in the sound of the sword and the sadness covered under the edge to confirm the meaning of only mourning the sword.

"This guy really has some skills. He can climb the second ladder... But it seems that he can only stop at the second ladder. If he wants to move on, he may have to step into the footsteps of those people and have no bones." seeing Su Bai standing motionless on the second ladder, the former monk of Shenge slowly withdrew his eyes, looked at the figures above the bronze ladder and sighed softly: "It's a pity... Elder martial sister mengqingcheng has just won the throne. If she comes out a few years ago, she will climb to the top and take the blood fruit of the emperor's way."

Hearing the speech, many practitioners of Shenge show regret.

For a time, the noisy world fell into silence again. Countless eyes looked at the elegant immortal figure in the sky from a distance, watching when she took the last step to pick the blood fruit of the emperor's way.

However, the last step was like a natural moat in front of emperor nishang. Even if she was gorgeous and powerful, she couldn't take the last step and had to struggle there.

But everyone decided that emperor nishang would take the last step.

At the same time, the three burial seals kept moving upward and gradually opened the distance from other leaders.

This scene makes many powerful practitioners colorful, especially those in daomen, Shenge and demon emperor hall. Whenever the one who dreams of the city, demon or demon emperor hall takes a step, their hearts can't help pounding and speeding up.

"These three people are worthy of being the most outstanding beings in that era. They can actually follow the steps of God's clothes..." Haodi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the three gradually moving figures, showing a little pride in his eyes. As the second existence in the list of emperors, he was naturally extremely arrogant. How could he tolerate falling behind others? A fierce and overbearing breath burst out from his body, like a hidden dragon breaking through the sea, stirring the wind and cloud. Haodi stepped up several steps and went straight after his dream 。

"It's the meaning of the sword... It turns out that he didn't use the meaning of the sword before..." at the bottom, everyone watching this scene was stunned and sighed. It's true that it was regarded as the existence of the jade of the sword by the strong of the ancient wasteland emperor Dynasty. Only one meaning of the sword could suppress the meaning of the sword on the bronze ladder. If the three meanings of the sword came out together, the Hao emperor should also win the championship.

"Finally want to move really?" Feng Ming slowly opened his eyes and glanced over the figure above or around.

"I thought emperor nishang could climb to the top and pick up the blood fruit of the emperor's way. No matter you, me or others think it's hopeless to pick up the blood fruit of the emperor's way. It's better to keep the strength and wait for the next competition..." Lin Mo looked at those people in the ancient emperor Dynasty in the distance with fear and whispered: "what should we do? Should we continue or stay here and wait?"

"Continue to wait and see. The strength of emperor nishang can only stop at that step. Even if we are so confident, we have to admit that we are not as good as her. She still can't reach the top. Can we do it?" Feng Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, stared at the beautiful shadow above for a long time, and whispered: "besides, do you think emperor nishang really doesn't have the strength to reach the top?"

"What?" the forest demon God was stunned, his eyes showed the color of meditation, and said for a long time: "do you think she didn't climb the top deliberately?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. Once the emperor nishang takes the blood fruit of the emperor's way, she will become the target of public criticism. In the past, no one dared to take action against him because of the deterrence of the ancient wasteland emperor Dynasty and the strength of the emperor nishang, but now, under the temptation of the blood fruit of the emperor's way, all forces will watch the blood fruit of the emperor's way fall into the hands of the ancient wasteland emperor dynasty?" Feng Ming said with a slight smile, with some helplessness in her eyes, If mengqingcheng and others don't move forward and stay here, then emperor nishang will take the blood fruit of the emperor's way and return, and their various forces can join hands to kill emperor nishang here.

Now, mengqingcheng, demons and others continue to move forward, and there is no doubt that all forces can not hold together.

"Emperor Hao, xuanku and Langzhu tears can stop those people in Mengqing city. Do you think we can stop emperor nishang with our mob?" Lin Mo said helplessly.

"Yes... It's just a price to pay." Feng Ming said faintly, and his eyes closed slowly. At the same time, an ancient and evil smell came out of his Dantian like a budding seed.

"Why, boy, do you want me to do this again?" an old voice sounded in Fengming's mind.

"Well, if you help me to capture this royal blood fruit, I'll agree to your request." Fengming said helplessly.

"Gaga... It's settled. I'll take the blood fruit of Huangdao for you. You burn your soul and untie the seal for me to let me live..." the old voice seemed a little excited, "But you are really good at calculating. Burning half of your soul power will certainly set you back and lose your essence and blood, but as long as you refine this royal blood fruit, you will win the imperial way in less than a hundred years and even have the opportunity to become emperor."

"Otherwise, how could I pay such a heavy price to let you do it." Feng Ming was cold and hummed in his heart. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the eyes of those figures above were full of indifference. He was sure to get the blood fruit of the emperor's way.

Just when these people secretly calculated, the figure who had originally stood on the second ladder moved. He continued to lift up the steps and climb up, with steady steps. Each time he stepped on a ladder, he stood on that ladder for a long time, as if struggling, but he could lift the steps every time.

At the bottom, people's attention could not help being attracted by Su Bai again. No one would think that Su Bai could continue to move forward. The third way, the fourth way... The fifth way... The twentieth way... The thirty fifth way... The forty fifth way

Gradually approaching Mo Lingye, Feng Ming and others, this scene also attracted the attention of Feng Ming and others, and cast surprised eyes one after another. Who is this guy?