The morning light was beginning to appear, and the wisps of brilliance fell and reflected in Su Bai''s deep eyes.


    Su Bai''s hands moved lightly in the eyes of countless amazement, and he saw that Su Bai''s hands were as flexible as butterflies. The thin white fingers were gently jumping in the air, and their terrible breath fluctuated around Su Bai''s fingertips, forming terrible sword marks.


    "Sword array." Ximen qiuzui looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Su Bai''s thin and emaciated figure rose in vain in an instant, like a towering mountain, giving people a sense of suffocation. Lin Jinxuan''s vermilion jade lips opened gently, and there was an incredible color on her cheeks.


    "When did younger martial brother Su Bai master the sword array?" Yang Xiu muttered to himself.


    "The strength of the new leader is somewhat against the sky. He has mastered the sword array."


    "Now the winner is uncertain."


    Bursts of shocked uproar swept out like an avalanche, and the eyes of Tianquan Pavilion disciples were full of shock. Although there are many disciples in Langya seven Pavilion, there are few people who can practice the sword array. At least in their impression, only the leader of Tianquan Pavilion controls the sword array except ye xuanlou. The bastard who has just become an inner disciple now controls the sword array.


    The old man''s eyes were also filled with surprise, and he immediately couldn''t help laughing: "sword meaning and several martial arts skills of the generation of masters, plus the sword array in front of him. Even if you su win, you can''t do this." the old man''s words had an irresistible exclamation, and his eyes slanted slightly and fell on Su Bai''s calm face. The little guy was really hidden deep enough.


    "Do you think you can frighten me with your three legged sword array? Don''t be a fool." Qin Yu smiled at Su Baisen. When he was in Tianquan Pavilion, he also fought with ye xuanlou and knew the horror of the sword array. However, compared with ye xuanlou, these sword seals in front of Su Bai are obviously disordered. Even if they are gathered at will, how can such sword seals form a sword array and cause the aura of heaven and earth.


    Su Bai raised his eyes slightly and ignored the noisy Qin Huan. His hands danced faster again, dragging the shadow of the Tao. A strong breath fluctuated in front of Su Bai. When the breath reached a certain level, Qin Huan''s face finally changed and a touch of caution appeared in his eyes: "maybe this little bastard really mastered the sword array. But the more it is, the more he will die. Otherwise, with his qualification, give him enough time to grow up and he will become the great enemy of Western Qin."


    At that moment, a more terrible smell suddenly rushed out of Qin Huan''s body. The long sword was like a rainbow and bright as the sun. It shone a cold light, covering the sky and the earth. The sword air fell down and was white.


    Su Bai seemed to notice the terrible smell. He looked up and looked indifferently at Qin Huan. His white hands crossed together, and a cold, piercing voice slowly appeared in Su Bai''s mouth: "your life, I accept it today."


    As Su Bai''s voice sounded, the sword prints hovering in the air overlapped in vain, forming a Taoist sword shadow. The sword Qi was thousands of, like the Milky way falling in the nine days, dazzling and energetic. It trembled slightly in the air. In an instant, it was going to tear the heaven and earth, arouse the spirit of the heaven and earth, and roar down.


    The roar suddenly burst into the air. The onlookers covered their ears and stared at the scene. Ximen begged to get drunk, and his palm even exuded cold sweat. But he looked up and saw that the whole world was white. All the figures of Su Bai and Qin Huan were submerged by the sword Qi. Then there was the roar of Tao and Tao, breaking through the clouds and frightening the world.


    The roar lasted for several minutes and was almost continuous. An earth shaking afterwave swept out. In front of Langya sword Pavilion, it can be said that it is extremely messy. The neat slate is like a plow. The dust rolls and the gravel shoots back around.


    "Ah..." several screams suddenly rang out. Several disciples standing nearest didn''t react, and directly hit the shooting rubble and splashed blood.


    The whole piece of dust, looking at the mountain path turned into ruins in front of us, the whole Langya sword Pavilion fell into a dead silence. The disciples who retreated behind were silly. No one thought that the collision between Su Bai and Qin Huan was so terrible.


    "Darling, it''s terrible." Simon begged to be drunk, wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, stared at the scene in front of him, and his body trembled slightly. After a few breaths, he gently spit out the accumulated air on his chest and murmured, "who won?"


    The messy green silk could not cover up the pale face of Lin Jinxuan. Such a terrible collision, even the winning party, would have to pay a heavy price. Yang Xiu''s face was full of panic. In the dust, he didn''t notice the familiar smell. Su Bai''s breath seemed to disappear at this moment.


    The old man couldn''t keep his original indifference on his face, and his face was dignified. Su Bai and Qin Huan had been very quick before. In addition, he forgot to stop Su Bai''s sword array for a while. If Su Bai really had a long way to go, he really didn''t know how to explain to the patriarch.


    Tianquan Pavilion disciples are also extremely dignified, and their eyes are suspicious. They didn''t expect that the former could force the leader to this extent.


    "The leader and that bastard won''t die together."


    "Nonsense. The leader''s strength is obvious to all. How can he be defeated by the new weak chicken."


    "It''s hard to say. Elder martial brother Qin Huan''s strength is strong. But younger martial brother Su Bai is not jealous. He actually controls the sword array."


    Whispers rose all around. Countless people looked at the rolling dust. When the dust dissipated, a slender figure slowly appeared in the sight of the people. This figure made Tianquan Pavilion disciples shout: "leader, leader wins."


    "I knew the leader''s strength was enough to crush the weak chicken. Grandma''s was really enjoyable and worth the trip." a Tianquan Pavilion disciple sneered. His voice stopped suddenly in the next moment and stared at Qin Huan like a ghost. Qin Huan''s body fell back slightly, and a touch of scarlet blood splashed out all over Qin Huan, causing bursts of blood light until he fell into a pool of blood.


    This dull sound, like a heavy hammer, hit down on the hearts of everyone present.


    Shocked eyes swept over Qin Huan''s body and finally stopped at Qin Huan''s chest. Eye-catching blood holes splashed with blood. At first glance, Qin Huan''s whole body seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows. Even the sharp eyed disciples could see the organs in Qin Huan''s body, which were scarlet.


    In an instant, people only felt a chill to the soles of their feet, and their hearts jumped up. Their scalp was numb and their mind was shocked. Qin Huan died, and he died so miserably. Soon, the disciples seemed to think of something. They looked at the last rolling dust. Elder martial brother Qin Huan''s death meant that Su defeated him, or did they die together like those disciples?


    The whole atmosphere was oppressive and terrible. Simon begged to be drunk. His eyes wanted to stare out. His heart hung on a boulder and said, "we must survive."


    Bang!


    A clear footsteps suddenly sounded, like the sound of stepping on small stones.


    At the same time, a powerful breath tore the rolling dust in an instant and completely appeared in the sight of everyone. This breath made Ximen qiuzui''s tight face immediately burst into ecstasy: "junior brother Su Bai''s breath, he''s fine."


    "Younger martial brother Su Bai." Lin Jinxuan''s thin and pale face quickly showed a smile, and she was secretly relieved.


    "Tut Tut, what a wonderful guy. The cultivation of Ning Qi six killed the martial artist of Ning Qi nine. He was as strong as his father." the old man looked at the gradually clear figure, glanced at Qin Huan''s miserable appearance, and couldn''t help exclaiming.


    Boom! Boom!


    The footsteps became louder and louder. Finally, Su Bai slowly stepped out of the dust and appeared in everyone''s sight. Compared with Qin Huan''s tragedy, Su Bai was as good as ever. His white clothes were not stained with any dust, and he was as new as ever. Rumo''s long hair hung naturally behind his back and shook with Su Bai''s arrival.


    Looking at the corpse in front of him indifferently, Su Bai turned around, walked out a few steps and slowly grasped the Qingfeng ancient sword.


    Zheng!


    The crisp clang was very melodious. Su Bai turned his wrist, pointed his sword coldly to the stunned Tianquan Pavilion disciple, and said faintly, "who else?"