Chapter 1278

Quiet, the whole world is lonely, the needle can be heard.

The practitioners present, whether they were practitioners of Sida or practitioners of sword region, looked at the scene in front of them in horror. There was only their own pounding heartbeat next to their ears. The heartbeat sounded like thunder in their minds, and their breathing gradually became urgent. No one thought it would be such a result.

Su Bai's strength is very strong, which is obvious to all. Up to now, the bodies of Yang Chang and the old monk are still bleeding.

But they never thought that Su's defeat would be so strong.

Qiu Dao's seven swords reflect extraordinary, which is legendary in Qiu Daowu sect. In terms of strength, Ying Bufan is much better than Yang Changhe and the old monk. After all, in the end sword domain, Ying Bufan is the first person under the seventh weight of the emperor's territory. Even if such a strong person is placed in the end sword domain, it can be regarded as a top existence. However, the other party only produces one sword, Yingbufan died, which is too terrible.

The heart of the sitha practitioners present is now filled with endless fear and panic. Their scalp is numb, and some people are soaked in cold sweat.

At this time, many siduo practitioners did not hesitate to burn their blood essence and true yuan, and fled around with a tacit understanding. They had long been timid and dared not even have the idea of losing a war with Su.

Looking at the hurried Xituo practitioner and the fallen body, Luo Ling felt like he was in the alliance. His eyes looked at the white figure in the void with respect and gratitude, but somehow, this figure always gave him a sense of deja vu.

"So strong..." Li Mingfan slowly took back his eyes, and his heart shook incomparably.

"Ying Bufan died like this... How did he do it..."

"I didn't expect that there was such a strong man in the sword alliance. He didn't even use the sword array..."

No one here will think that the strong man in front of us will come from the sword field. It is very likely that the strong man comes from the sword array. For the practitioners of the sword array, the most terrible thing is their sword array.

The shocked eyes fell on Su Bai, and their invincible demeanor made them yearn for it.

Facing the eyes around him, Su Bai looked calm and deep. In his opinion, killing Ying Bufan is not an earth shaking thing. Ying Bufan's strength is indeed much stronger than Yangchang and the old monk, but it is still too weak for him.

"Suddenly there was a feeling of returning to the novice village..." Su Bai looked at the fleeing figure in the distance. He didn't continue to fight, but stood still. He didn't think these people could escape. He had ordered Jiang Wei and others to kill all practitioners of Xituo or qiudaowu sect.

However, Su Bai didn't make a move. Practitioners in the sword field wouldn't give up the opportunity to beat a drowning dog and chase the practitioners of Xituo one after another.

As soon as these people made a move, Xituo practitioners immediately panicked. If it was normal, they were not afraid of these sword practitioners, but in this race against time, as long as they were stopped for a few seconds, I'm afraid they would lose their lives.

But soon, many practitioners of Xituo were inexplicably relieved.

Because they suddenly found that the strong man was still standing still and did not continue to fight.

This discovery is undoubtedly a hope for many siduo practitioners.

Especially those practitioners of the kingdom.

Ding Lin is a practitioner at the peak of the king's Taoism realm. His strength is very strong. In this Xituo team, he is second only to Yang Chang and the old monk. Therefore, when he burns the real yuan and blood essence in his body, his breath has been close to the king's Taoism realm. He is very fast. He rushes at the front of the team and is thousands of feet away from Su defeated, but even so, His heart was still pounding and beating. He was afraid that Su Bai would attack him.

After all, Ding Lin's practice is too eye-catching among these siddharma practitioners.

"It's terrible... How can such a strong man appear here."

Ding Lin was really flustered. Similarly, he also wondered how such a strong man could appear at the border of Ziwei state. You know, in this Crusade war, Xiduo Lanke hall made a series of arrangements, especially for the strong men of the sword alliance. Xiduo and qiudaowuzong sent many strong men to contain them. In addition, the real battlefield of both sides was not at the border of Ziwei state, The strong of sword alliance should have no time to take into account the war situation on the border of Ziwei state.

Ding Linyou is not the only one who has such doubts. Most of the practitioners of the siddharma present have such doubts.

The existence of Su Bai was like a sharp sword hanging in the hearts of these Xituo practitioners. These people simply fled in panic.

But soon, Ding Lin was very happy to find that the strong man didn't seem to make a move.

In Ding Lin's induction, Su Bai's breath has been in the void.

This discovery undoubtedly made Ding Lin excited. As long as Su was defeated, the practitioners in the sword field could not leave them alone.

The key is that Ding Lin has escaped thousands of feet away. If the latter doesn't do it again, he won't have a chance. Ding Lin is still a little confident about this.

"Do you disdain to fight me? Anyway, I remember today's revenge. I need your sword alliance blood to wash it someday..."

Ding Lin's eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement and excitement. His speed was still very fast and he didn't dare to relax at all. But at this time, his eyes narrowed fiercely and looked at the distant heaven and earth, where a magnificent figure came tearing through the dark sky.

It was an ancient warship, dark as ink, just like coming from Jiuyou hell. It was huge, giving people a strong sense of oppression and shaking people's soul.

"What is this..." Ding Lin's expression changed slightly and his breathing changed rapidly. The oppression from the ancient warship was so terrible that he almost suffocated.

Ding linmeng stopped. He didn't dare to rush forward.

At the same time, other Xituo practitioners also found that the ancient warships coming slowly in front of them changed dramatically. With the strength of Ding Lin's cultivation, they could not bear the pressure of the ancient warships, let alone them.

Standing on the ancient ship, the scholar's originally pale face recovered a lot of blood. He looked at those fleeing figures in the distance, recognized the identity of these people, and whispered, "it's the practitioner of Xituo."

"The Fourth Army of the forbidden guards will not be pardoned if they listen to the order." Jiang Wei lifted his eyelids and said faintly.

"Promise." I saw a neat sound that shook the world on the ancient ship, and the overwhelming breaking wind was raised crazily. The figures were like streamers shot out of the ancient warships. Their positions were in order, and they formed a battle array in an instant. The breath gathered together, like one, and hit the sky directly.

This sudden scene made the Situo practitioners present fall into an ice cellar and look shocked. They looked at the huge army quickly formed in the void. What kind of army it was. At a glance, there were countless practitioners in the king's way.

Ding Lin's scalp was numb and he was completely disillusioned. Looking at several figures in the distance, the diffuse and open breath fluctuations on those figures were too terrible. Even if they were so far away, they still brought him strong oppression.

He is no stranger to the fluctuation of this breath. It is a practitioner of huangdaojing.

At this moment, Ding Lin was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and his voice trembled: "we are practitioners of Xituo. Dare you ask us if we are reinforcements?"