Quiet!


    Heaven and earth seemed to be dead at the moment. The roar dissipated in Fang Junya''s ears. An incredible look appeared on his face. His eyes stared at the green nether ship like a ghost, and the figure in white as snow.


    In the past half a year, Fang Junya has always been hard to forget that figure. On the magnificent sword platform, an elegant figure like an immortal stood with his hands on his back. The rain all over the sky worshipped him like a sword. The thousands of swords that seemed out of reach in his eyes were intended to whisper in front of him.


    Fang Junya thought that this figure had been completely removed from his mind. However, when he saw this figure again, the old scene appeared in his mind again. The sharp picture like a blade gradually solidified the smile on Fang Junya''s face, and then turned into a crazy voice roaring: "How could this be possible? You didn''t die in that ghost place... And how did Zhou Yang let you out of that ghost place."


    Looking at Fang Junya, who looked a little crazy, Mu Qian and Wang Yaoyao both changed their faces. When they looked along Fang Junya''s face, they all showed a strange look in their eyes. Looking at it, Fang Junya seemed to know Su Bai?


    On the green nether world boat, Su Bai also slowly raised his head, looked at Fang Junya with cold eyes, and said slowly, "it''s needless to say that I can get out of the ghost place after killing those people. Tut Tut, I just got out of the place and met Fang Laogou you soon. It''s a beautiful day..."


    "Heaven is really beautiful. There is a way to heaven. You don''t go, and there is no door to hell. Fang Junya''s face flashed a ferocious smile again. His hand holding the giant knife trembled with excitement, "I didn''t expect that God would give me such a chance. Chu Ge, I will wash away the pain and shame you gave me back then with the blood of your first genius of Langya sect... Once you know that he didn''t die in that ghost place, but went out of that ghost place and died in my hands, your expression must be very wonderful at that time."


    Langya sect!


    Mu Qian and Wang Yaoyao both looked shocked and stared at Su Bai strangely. Is there a disciple of Langya sect under Ye Chen pavilion?


    "No, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Langya sect is famous in the twenty-five sects of the sword domain. Whether it is Chu Xiu, who is called the legendary disciple, or the sad love song of the twenty-five sons of the sword domain, according to Fang Junya, if you are a disciple of Langya sect, I have never heard of it in the sword domain or mentioned it by my sister."


    Wang Yaoyao''s Dai Mei frowned slightly. Her eyes stared at Su Bai''s figure. Both the innate cultivation of the former and the understanding of the sword showed the former''s talent for evil. If there were such disciples in Langya sect, would they be suppressed by Dayan emperor sect and let Huang Xuan ride on the head of Langya seven Pavilion at night?


    "If ye chenge is really a disciple of Langya sect, I''m afraid there will be one more twenty-five sons of sword domain. Even in a few years, ye chenge will have a chance to be called a legendary disciple." Mu Qian''s look changes, "However, the premise is to survive today''s disaster. Even if I join hands with Ye Chen, I can only reluctantly block the Shura sword Fang Junya... Unfortunately, if I refine those blood essence, I can break through the bottleneck and step into the congenital quadruple. When I join hands, I even have the opportunity to kill Fang Junya."


    Just when Wang Yaoyao and Mu Qian had a huge wave in their hearts, a lazy voice sounded on the green nether ship:


    "You couldn''t kill me at the beginning, let alone now."


    Su Bai also had a brilliant smile on his face. His feet gently stepped forward and stepped on the void. Facing the powerful breath in front, he walked step by step towards Fang Junya in the sky, "tut Tut, Fang old dog, although you used to look ugly, but at least like a person, how can you become such an appearance now that people are not human and ghosts are not ghosts?"


    "It''s a good plan at a young age. Unfortunately, Fang is the kind of person who is irritated because of a word or two."


    "Boy, you escaped only when Yun Taixu and others were there. Today, I want to see how you can escape today with these wastes of Tianluo sect." Although Fang Junya kept saying that he didn''t care about the sarcasm in Su Bai''s words, his eyes were completely gloomy because of Su Bai''s words. In his body, the true Qi spread all over the world, making this area vibrate violently and make a whine sound.


    Tianluozong''s waste.


    Mu Qian and Wang Yaoyao''s face were slightly heavy, especially Wang Yaoyao. Although she did not get the title of the 25th son of the sword domain in the sword domain, she had also been praised by many predecessors in the past.


    "Elder Mu Qian, you and ye Chen will fight against Fang Junya together, and the others will be left to us." Wang Yaoyao held the long sword in his hand, and the fierce sword intention spread from the sword.


    "Oh, I can be the old dog alone. Master Mu Qian and your excellency Wang Yaoyao can help me stop other disciples of the sword Pavilion..."


    Just as Wang Yaoyao took a few steps, a voice with a little smile sounded in his ear, and then Su Bai''s figure appeared. Those cold, blade like eyes were calmly staring at Fang Junya and said with a smile: "escape? Sorry, your innate four cultivation is not enough to make me have this idea."


    At the moment when his words fell, Su Bian walked towards Fang Junya. Even if the breath in front was like a raging wave, Su Bai''s pace always changed slightly and calmly.


    "What a boastful guy. I can solve you without elder Fang''s help..." the scar man on one side saw Su Bai coming. He pointed his toes and the sharp long knife in his hand cut out angrily in an extremely cruel attitude. With the overwhelming light of the knife, he swept away to the vital parts of Su Bai like a flood.


    Shua! Shua!


    When Wang Yaoyao and others in the rear saw this knife, their faces changed slightly. The knife style was very simple, but it changed infinitely. The terrible power contained in it tore apart the surging air in this area.


    However, in the face of the terrible knife of the scar man, Su Bai''s pace was always so calm, his eyelids were slightly raised, and a powerful and incomparable force surged out of his body. The fluctuation of this breath was no less than that of the scar man.


    Shua!


    The fierce sword Qi surged at Su Bai''s fingertips. Su Bai bent his fingers together and stabbed out like a sharp sword, but it was to the light spots in front of him.


    "Congenital state!" Fang Junya, who was watching, suddenly changed his face, stared at Su Bai''s surging power like a ghost, and subconsciously said, "Li Yuncong, back off!"


    However, when the scar man saw that Su Bai wanted to take his knife with his bare hands, his knife style was completely expanded, and some ferocity and ridicule appeared in his eyes. The blade turned slightly, and the light of Dao Dao fell on Su Bai''s sword finger. Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron rang through, but there was no scar on Su Bai''s sword finger.


    "If you dare to come out with this skill, you''ll be ashamed of me!" Su Bai slowly raised his head, and his cold eyes were calmly staring at the scar man. The terrible sword idea burst out, tearing the light like a broken bamboo, and mercilessly fell on the falling long knife.


    Dang!


    At the moment of contact, the sword spirit surging from Su Bai''s fingertips surged out like a mountain torrent, and it carried a terrible sword idea. With a bang, he went along the long knife in the scar man''s hand and blasted hard at the scar man''s chest under the gaze of more than 100 eyes.


    Bang!


    Only a low, numbing voice sounded. Then, the figure of the scar man flew backward in a very embarrassed way, the scarlet blood was spraying out, and the smell of the scar man was rapidly fading down.


    "Dead?" Wang Yaoyao looked at the falling body of the scar man and showed a strange look in her eyes. She unexpectedly noticed that the scar man''s breath had disappeared until it disappeared. It was obvious that the scar man was dead and could not die again.


    Compared with Wang Yaoyao''s consternation, most of the disciples of the sword Pavilion looked at each other and even couldn''t help but take a breath of air conditioning. Although elder Yuncong was not the best in their sword Pavilion, the latter was a natural environment practitioner after all. In a short moment, he was defeated by Su.


    "Fang old dog, it''s your turn next." Su Bai turned his head and smiled brightly at Fang Junya, whose voice with a little smile slowly rippled through the sea