Chapter 1277

The whole world was silent, as if a pair of invisible hands pinched the necks of the people present, and could not make any sound.

The eyes on the scene were all staring at the white figure in the sky. Whether it was the practitioner of Xituo or the practitioner of sword area, his face was full of surprise. The result in front of him was beyond the expectation of everyone present.

Even Li Mingfan couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

Ka... Ka... Ka

The sword light all over the sky was fragmented at this moment, turned into aura and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The majestic pressure dissipated like a breeze. The whole ten thousand sword lock empty array stopped immediately after losing the maintenance of the old monk.

The headless corpse swayed in the void, like a broken kite, unable to fall downward.

At this moment, the Situo practitioners present woke up like a dream, their faces changed sharply, their eyes were full of anxiety and fear, and their bodies retreated around involuntarily.

Yangchang died, the old monk died, and died in full view of the public.

These Xituo practitioners do not think that they can defeat Su by themselves. The only war intention in their hearts completely dissipated at the moment of the old monk's death.

Su Bai didn't take care of these Xituo practitioners. He looked at the distant world and said faintly, "don't you do it yet? If you don't do it again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

Hearing the speech, the faces of many practitioners in the sword area changed. Their eyes looked at Su Bai's eyes, but there was nothing in the world.

When Su Bai lifted the sword, the iron sword in his hand quickly stabbed out, and the whole sky shook violently again. The dazzling sword awned and tore through the nothingness, spanning hundreds of feet of nothingness, boundless, and annexing the nothingness.

Just then, in the empty void, a ripple appeared in vain and a figure appeared suddenly.

At the moment when the figure just appeared, the surging Zhenyuan swept through the figure like a storm, accompanied by a majestic momentum, which was a sword momentum, turned into a sword curtain, and blocked the sword awns cut off from the sky.

"I'm not a practitioner of Xituo, and I don't want to be an enemy with you. Do you really want to fight a dead net?" a low voice came from the throat of the figure. He raised his head, frowned and looked at Su Bai in the distance, with deep fear in his eyes.

This sudden figure immediately attracted the attention of all the people present, even those Xituo practitioners who were fleeing.

This is a tall and straight man, with a faint silver light flowing on his body, which is very extraordinary.

"Yingbufan... He came too." Luo Ling's eyes narrowed sharply, very surprised.

Li Mingfan frowned slightly and looked at the man with a little dignity, "the seven swords in autumn... Reflect extraordinary..."

Qiu Dao's seven swords represent not one person, but seven people. The strength of these seven people is very terrible.

It is said that before the baptism of Kendo was opened, these seven people were already practitioners of Huangdao territory.

Yingbufan ranks sixth among the seven swords of the Autumn Road, but it is not surprising that his strength ranks sixth among the swords of the autumn road. His strength is very strong. Obviously, he is only the five cultivation accomplishments of the Huangdao territory, but he is known as the first person below the seven swords of the Huangdao territory.

As for yingbufan's strength, the practitioners in the sword field have heard of it more or less. After all, there is a practitioner in the Huangdao realm in their sword field who died in yingbufan's hand.

Therefore, when this figure appeared in the sight of everyone, the faces of many practitioners in the sword area changed greatly, and the happy smile of the rest of their lives solidified at this moment.

Those who were fleeing from the Xituo practice also involuntarily cast their eyes towards the heaven and earth. When they saw the tall and straight figure, they were inexplicably relieved.

"Yingbufan... It's really him." a sutra practitioner shouted excitedly.

However, there are also many practitioners whose faces are still dignified. They are still trying their best to escape to the void in the distance. They just heard very clearly. This Qiu Dao seven swords said that they had no intention of being enemies with each other. It's hard to imagine that such a tone came from an extraordinary mouth

"You're not a practitioner of Xituo, but you're a practitioner of qiudao Wuzong... You can sleep here alone." Su Bai said with a smile. He didn't know yingbufan and had never seen yingbufan, but he was no stranger to the smell of the skill flowing on yingbufan. It was the skill of qiudao Wuzong.

Yingbufan's face was suddenly covered with frost, and his eyes gradually became cold at this time. After witnessing the previous scene, he was very afraid of Su Bai's strength.

In addition, what impressed him most was that the young man who looked too young didn't use his sword all the time, which was why he didn't want to be an enemy, because he wasn't sure.

In yingbufan's eyes, Su's defeat was as unfathomable as an abyss.

"Fight first... If the enemy is defeated, retreat immediately." Ying Bufan's mind flashed for countless years. Finally, he made a choice. A bronze war sword appeared in his hand. The terrible sword momentum broke out in an instant, the sky burst, Ying Bufan crossed more than 100 feet, and rushed to Su Bai's body at once, and the bronze war sword stabbed Su Bai's chest.

The terrible sword is like a volcano that has been silent for a long time. It erupts continuously. At the body of the sword, it turns into a virtual shadow. This virtual shadow is like a God, and the whole body is haunted with blazing divine light. Looking at it from a distance, it is like a God standing on the body of the sword, making the whole bronze sword glitter.

This is one of the most powerful swordsmanship of yingbufan. It is called immortal sword. It is also one of the top ten swordsmanship of Qiu Daowu sect.

Su Bai glanced at the empty shadow with a cold look. His expression was ancient and unpopular. His strength was stronger than that of the old monk and Yang Chang. In terms of swordsmanship, his level was not comparable to that of the old monk and Yang Chang.

When Su Bai lifted the sword, the iron sword in his hand drew a streamer. The boundless white sword Qi fell all over the sky, turned into a raging fire and fell into the world, as if to burn the whole sky.

In the ten thousand fires, a sword light pierced out with terrible sword meaning, and suddenly welcomed the extraordinary bronze war sword. The two collided fiercely. In an instant, they collided like a comet. A peerless horror frenzy was raised, and the whole void was sinking.

Yingbufan was startled. The other party's random sword blocked his immortal's sword. You know, even the sixth heavy cultivator of Huangdao territory could not resist his sword. The most shocking thing was that the power of the other party's sword was so terrible that he could hardly hold the sword.

For the first time, Ying Bufan felt how terrible Su Bai's physical strength was.

You know, he is already a five fold practitioner of Huangdao territory. His body has been quenched by heaven and earth aura for countless times. In addition, he also has the method of cultivating his body. However, in terms of physical strength, he is also a leader in qiudao martial arts.

"It's time to go..." Su Bai looked at Ying Bufan and said calmly. When he said this, he put away his iron sword.

At the same time, yingbufan's face suddenly changed. The whole face was pale and bloodless. His eyes looked at his chest in horror. There, the blood seeped open and turned into plum blossoms. Terrible swords were intended to tear out of his heart. There were no signs and people couldn't react. He smashed his heart at once. In a moment, the dead can't die again, The body fell down powerlessly.

This scene can be said to have frightened most of the practitioners present. Each look was like a ghost. It was the reflection of the seven swords of qiudao, so he died.

The most important thing is that they didn't see clearly how yingbufan failed.

After all, from beginning to end, the other party just made a sword