Chapter 1135

No one can describe the brilliance of this sword. It is like a cold star falling from the nine sky. It seems to break the sky, and the endless sword idea diffuses and opens. It seems to have the power to destroy heaven and earth and break all barriers.

Boom

The golden arrows that came through the void burst together and couldn't resist the power of this sword at all.

Tang Wushuang's face was not in the slightest panic. He raised his big hand and heard a sharp breaking sound in the void. Then the crystal arrow that had been swept away suddenly appeared in front of him and shot away at Su Bai with a more terrible momentum. The long Sanskrit sound sounded again.

Dang!

Another deafening sound of the intersection of gold and iron resounded. It was bigger than before. It was like the sound of heaven. It set off a terrible storm between heaven and earth. At this moment, the dazzling sword light dissipated. Similarly, the crystal arrow also disappeared in the storm.

Tang Wushuang unhurriedly pulled up the bowstring again and sent out bursts of wind and thunder. The Taoist pattern was bright and turned into an arrow again. The arrow was red with blood, just like cast with blood, and there was a terrible evil spirit on it.

This is the third line of Baijie emperor's bow. It's terrible, but it costs a lot. It needs Tang's unparalleled blood essence to urge it.

Tang Wushuang raised his eyes and looked coldly at Su Bai in the storm. At the moment when his fingers were about to release the bow string, his face suddenly changed. In his heart, a cold sword suddenly tore out without warning.

Not one sword, but two.

The first sword is tianwaifeixian, and the second sword is the fifteenth sword!

The scarlet frost leaves swayed and fell from the end of the sky, and the cold and killing sword sounded sonorous in the storm.

The sound of the sword fell to Tang Wushuang's ears like thunder. The only thing that made him secretly relieved was that at the moment when Su Bai first released the sword, he was secretly on guard. Most of the real yuan in his body gathered around his heart to form a Taoist shield, and there were Taoist patterns. These real yuan shields resisted the bombardment of the sword for his heart at the first time.

Otherwise, his heart would be pierced by the sword in an instant.

"Very good swordsmanship... Unfortunately, the flaw is too obvious. If I didn't know in advance, maybe I could capsize in the gutter and die under your sword." Tang Wushuang grinned. His fingers quickly released the bow string, the sound of wind and thunder shook the sky, and a blazing blood rainbow burst out, which was more bright than before.

Su Bai stood in the storm. He looked at Tang Wushuang coldly and said faintly, "can you stop it?"

"What?"

Tang Wushuang's heart suddenly felt a strong uneasiness. The real yuan in his body gathered frantically towards his heart, but at this time, the sword intention appeared in front of Tang Wushuang's heart like tearing nothingness, tearing towards his heart, like a tsunami, The real yuan shields that had gathered around his heart collapsed, and the Tao patterns disappeared.

Finally, the sword fell on his heart, and the pain of tearing his heart and lungs flooded his nerves. His heart was about to be cut, and a visible crack spread through almost his whole heart. But at the moment when his heart was about to burst, a rich and incomparable breath of life burst out from his heart, repairing Tang's unparalleled heart, Tang Wushuang covered his heart with one hand, and his whole body retreated backward.

Woo

The shrill breaking sound resounded through the air, and when the iron sword shook, the iron sword in Su Bai's hand burst out a hundred feet of brilliance again, making a roaring sound of the sword. The void was turbulent and the sword Qi was vertical and horizontal.

Boom

The bloody arrow just resisted the sword and burst. There were many storms. Su Bai walked out step by step and looked at Tang Wushuang with a little surprise. He had clearly noticed that Tang Wushuang's heart was cut by his sword, but at the last moment, Tang Wushuang's heart burst out with great vitality, Repaired his heart.

The heartbreaking pain spread from Tang Wushuang's heart. Although there was still a strong and incomparable vitality around his heart, the pain still existed. He endured the pain and retreated back madly. He quickly retreated to Mo fanchen and others. Until this time, he looked up at Su Bai with horror and fear in his eyes.

"Why is his sword so terrible? If the master hadn't sealed a drop of holy spring of life in me, I would have died before."

Tang Wushuang felt cold all over. This was the first time he felt that death was so close to him for so many years.

In heaven and earth, elegant birds were silent and quiet to the extreme, leaving only the heavy breathing sound of everyone. Whether it was stronger than Mo fanchen and others, or ordinary practitioners, their faces were full of shock and incomparable shock.

This scene happened so fast that it took only a few moments from Su's defeat to his departure from the Taoist array. No matter the people in Shenge or the practitioners of other sects, they were ready to take action. However, in such a short time, Tang Wushuang was defeated and almost died.

"Why? Don't Tang Wushuang know that the horror of his swordsmanship is that he can directly attack his heart?" Xia Yan said in surprise, and his eyes looked at Tang Wushuang with a little surprise.

Mo fanchen shook his head slightly. His eyes were a little dignified. He stared at Tang Wushuang and said in a deep voice: "no, Tang Wushuang should know that he was also wary of this son's swordsmanship. If I'm not wrong, Tang Wushuang distributed the truth of his whole body around his heart and arranged layers of defense... But in the end, Tang Wushuang still didn't resist his swordsmanship."

As soon as these words came out, most people's faces changed dramatically, especially those religious practitioners. It sounded like a bolt from the blue to them. Why those religious practitioners dared to provoke Su Bai was that they thought they had mastered the flaw of Su Bai's swordsmanship and that they could kill him as long as they resisted Su Bai's sword. Now, even Tang Wushuang can't resist Su Bai's sword, Not to mention them.

Shua... Shua

Many religious practitioners immediately turned around and rushed to the distant heaven and earth without looking back.

Undoubtedly, the scene of Su's defeat over Tang Wushuang completely shattered the only chance left in their hearts, and made them really realize what terrible strength the young man has in front of them. That strength is not limited to the forbidden array.

Su Bai didn't pay attention to those sect practitioners who left. Instead, he looked at Tang Wushuang with a pale face and sighed in his heart. It was still not enough. He hadn't practiced the 15th sword to the extreme, nor did he control the intention of killing the sword to the extreme. Otherwise, the power of the previous sword would only be more terrible.

"But it's enough to kill these people." Su Bai murmured softly. He looked calm and attacked Tang Wushuang again.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

In the void, the sound of Taoist swords was raised crazily. At the moment when Su Bai started, the heaven and earth within a hundred feet were controlled by him again, and the art of heart sword was launched again. This time, three distinct sword meanings were torn out in the void, and the spirit of heaven and earth was poured into a series of sword shadows, dense and shadowy.

Looking from a distance, Su Bai seemed to come with a thousand swords.

"Let's fight together and take this son!" Tang Wushuang shouted. Su's sword left him too much shadow. He didn't dare to fight Su's defeat on his own.

Mo fanchen and his party were silent. They burst out terrible breath one after another. They also know the current situation. If they still miss the heart of the demon emperor, they have to join hands.

"Stop it all!"

An old voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Mo fanchen and others. The pupils of Mo fanchen and his party suddenly shrunk and stared straight ahead. There, a space ripple opened. Soon, an old figure appeared in his sight.

This is an old man with white hair. He seems to be dying. His vitality will dissipate at any time. Standing in the void, his body is shaky, but it is such a figure that makes the faces of the practitioners present change dramatically. On this figure, they perceive an indescribable threat of terror, The same breath as before.

Almost instantly, Su Bai asserted the identity of the old man.

This old man is the blood Empero