Strongest Sword God System

Su Bai!

This name is like the cold wind of the deep winter, which makes the hearts of many Grave Dream Pavillions tight.

Su Bai corner of the mouth With a bright smile, Yun Lingyun looks at Meng Lingyun.

The eyes of the two are opposite, and there is a chill in the vagueness.

Grave Dream Pavillion’s fragments are subconsciously gathered together, and dozens of silhouettes gather together to have a sharp edge.

“I didn’t expect you to pass the first sword array!” Grave Dream Pavillion looked at the Su Bai three people who were not salty and faint. When they saw the three men unharmed, they were a little surprised.

To know that one has paid dozens of the price of the discipline, and the former has a light look, obviously not very hard.

“Is it difficult?” Su Bai smiled and asked, his eyes were slightly gazing, staring at the Grave Dream Pavillion disciple behind Meng Lingyun.

In addition to Meng Lingyun, there are a total of 54 Grave Dream Pavillion disciple.

Without exception, these Grave Dream Pavillion disciple’s cultivation base is no less than the Entering Dao 6th Layer.

“haha, Senior Brother Meng I saw you so embarrassed, I am relieved!” Cang Yue’s crisp and mellow voice slowly rises, and goes straight to Meng Lingyun and others.

Seeing this dream that is full of dreams, almost all Grave Dream Pavillion disciple faces are changed.

Even Meng Lingyun, the muscle of the corner of the mouth is slightly pumped.

In the past, the imposing Grave Dream Pavillion disciple fell low immediately before this month-like smile with a tiger’s teeth.

Su Bai and Wu Gou, who are quietly watching this scene, secretly click on the tongue, and Cang Yue this little girl has done something to make these unfortunate Grave Dream Pavillion disciple so jealous.

Su Bai sees that this kind of jealousy is not a deliberate disguise, but a bone.

“Everyone don’t worry, how can a woman like me be so gentle as to make you so nervous!” Cang Yue is pitiful, grievous, and shrewd eyes are swept in many Grave Dream Pavillion disciple.

When Cang Yue noticed that a path of the familiar corpse was lying on the sword stage, he snorted and ignored the image and laughed loudly: “These badards are really bad luck, and they are all dead!”

“Meng Lingyun, I found that you are still quite smart sometimes, but it is also very stupid. So many people have died. You haven’t passed this sword array yet!” Cang Yue seems to find that the laughter hurts his image and his attitude is immediately dignified. Up, the corner of the mouth glared at the smile of the elegant.

“Cang Yue!” Meng Lingyun’s face was blue, and there was a faint chill in the eyes: “I have been holding you for a long time!”

“I have ignored you for a long time!” Cang Yue elegant’s counterattack, the plain teeth and lips slightly open.

Meng Lingyun’s calm in the past is always defeated by Cang Yue in a few words, face was gloomy, “Ignore me, Cang Yue, sometimes people tend to pay price for their impudent!”

A sharp edge is in the eyebrows of Meng Lingyun, dashing eyebrows slightly picks, Meng Lingyun’s right hand even on the word hilt falling on the waist.

The atmosphere of the entire scene immediately became with the swords drawn and bows bent, tight to the extreme.

“Meng Lingyun, it’s stupid to challenge the unbeatable opponent for the so-called face!”

“You are still too tender, do not know how to bear!” Cang Yue smiled slyly, shaking his head, whispering and pretending to be old-fashioned.

“You, don’t deserve my forbearance!” Meng Lingyun’s arms swelled, and his face was twisted and twisted. Obviously, he was suppressing the anger of his heart. In his original breakdown of the array array failure, his heart was very annoyed, and now he listened. To the fun of Cang Yue, this anger finally surged, along with the anger of the past, like a volcano erupting.

Buzz! Meng Lingyun right hand flip, long sword out of the sheath, a fierce wind to the sword body suddenly appear, its inner strength terrifying is extremely incomparable, slowly lifting, the cold tip of the sword pointing to Cang Yue that delicate delicate: “And, you are not qualified to make me tolerate!”

Cang Yue’s delicate scorpion passed a faint chill, but the corner of the mouth provoked a smile: “Fatty, Scum, now it’s your turn to cut people for me!”

Wu Gou smiled and revealed a whole row of white infiltrated teeth: “My honor!”

Su Bai’s eyes squinted at Meng Lingyun, whose face was gradually gloomy. At the next moment, his whole body immediately leaned forward, like a raging wind, standing in front of Cang Yue, the slightly long and slender back is just right. Blocked Meng Lingyun’s view.

Although Su Bai did not express his position, he explained his intentions in his actions.

Staring at the back of the mountain like a mountain, Cang Yue contains limpid autumn water, and the elegant face is succinct: “Shoils of war is still my 50%, you two people 50%.”

“According to you!” Su Bai has no choice but to look at Cang Yue, and calm and composed stare at Meng Lingyun.

Seeing Su Bai, Meng Lingyun’s gloomy face is a rare sneer: “It’s a bit early to say that the spoils of war is too early. Whose hand is dead?”

“But it’s harder to stand behind the woman, but Cang Yue said that it’s stupid to challenge the unbeatable opponent for a little face, this sentence is still intact. Give you!”

“Cheng Weifeng, there is a need to have a Strength that matches it, otherwise it is ugly!”

Meng Lingyun’s eyebrows are sharp and sharp, and his sharp eyes are like a sharp sword, pointing to Su Bai’s heart, trying to tear open the panic under this calm face.

Smiling slightly, Su Bai said in an understatement: “You have lost your sense of proportion. Why do you want to kill your heart and swear?”

“drawing sword!” Su Bai took the long sword in the white hand, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated. The whole face of the evil man became sharp and aggressive at this moment. It seems that at this moment, Su Bai has a body. A sword that wants to be sheathed.

“Sweeping, I may have this, but it is not because you are panicking, but Cang Yue behind you!”

“There is one more thing, why should I give up the most insured way with you alone?”

Mori’s cold swords raised slightly, reflecting the dazzling cold light under the light of the sun, Meng Lingyun staring at Su Bai, said unimpressed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A handle-handed sword broke through the wind, and the Grave Dream Pavillion disciple pulled out its own swords and stared at Su Bai with a bad look.

Dozens of strong and weak aura gather together and form an opression.

It’s just that this opression is so insignificant in front of Su Bai’s edge.

Resounding ! I only heard a crisp and screaming screaming, melodious, Su Bai Sword Finger clasped with sword hilt, slowly raised, pointing to Meng Lingyun: “Have I said that I am alone?”

Ss! Su Bai The gentle words of the cloud always defeat Meng Lingyun’s momentum. The muscles of Meng Lingyun corner of the mouth are slightly twitching, and there is a killing intent between the corners of the eyes. This brat must be slaughtered.

“Do it, kill him!” No longer nonsense, the sword in Meng Lingyun’s hand suddenly pointed to Su Bai, icily said.

“Yes!” Dozens of Grave Dream Pavillion disciple are in full voice, full of chills, and look a little embarrassing.

“Do you want to be an enemy with me? Or have I been too quiet recently to let you forget my cruelty?”

Just as the Grave Dream Pavillion disciple circled Su Bai, Cang Yue spoke up. The slightly powdery pretty face was covered with frost, and his eyes were ice cold. Under the gaze of the gaze, head forward. The Grave Dream Pavillion disciple, the body instinct to withdraw a few steps toward the back, tiā shuā, neat footsteps sounds like a drill, falling into the ears of Meng Lingyun and so on is so harsh.

Su Bai looked at the scene calmly and secretly clicked on the tongue. He saw that the Grave Dream Pavillion disciple’s fear of Cang Yue has become a physical instinct.

“Why are they so afraid of you?” Su Bai couldn’t help but curious, and asked, but his eyes fixed on Meng Lingyun, always alert.

“Because the sister is cruel!” Cang Yue smiled like a flower, and his teeth were slightly open.

“Cruel?” Su Bai is awkward, this little girl is really violent, killing people is more decisive than themselves.

Cang Yue nodded heavily, and the exquisite look of the moon-like scorpion, Mans said: “When I was in the same year, my sister was holding the Plume Butterfly Sword, and it was cut from the north to the south to the mountain. After three days and three nights of slashing, it can be said that blood is flowing into the river!”

“Sister always can’t help but raise the sword, killing people and not even blinking, tsk tsk, the person who was hacked by the sister is enough to go around the seven hundred and forty laps of the North Lushan. Giggle, I believe sister, sister is very cruel. “”

When I said these words, Cang Yue looked at the Grave Dream Pavillion disciple, and several of them Grave Dream Pavillion disciple even cold sweats. Obviously, they were formally witnessing this bloody scene, and sometimes even Wake up in a dream.

Hey! Hey! Wu Gou swallowed heavily, but he knew that Beiluoshan and Nanluo~shan are the famous Jianfeng of Grave Dream Pavillion. It is a great courage to cut people on it.

Cang Yue is very satisfied with the expression of everyone, this saliva is not in vain.

Meng Lingyun’s face was changing, especially when he saw the hesitant look on the face of senior and junior brothers. He knew that as long as Cang Yue was there, these people would not shoot.

“Don’t interrupt Young Hero, except for the magic guard, nothing to do!” Cang Yue smiled and said: “Beside you, you can still love each other. I don’t know how to trouble you!”

These words are so familiar in Su Bai’s ear, and the same side is friendly to each other.

Hu! Many Grave Dream Pavillion disciple are darkly relaxed, exiting a few steps to make a statement.

“Senior Brother Meng!” Some disciplines are awkward.

“Hey!” Meng Lingyun coldly snorted, he still stunned the influence of Cang Yue in the human heart, but it’s not a very tricky thing to kill the eyes. “First kill Su Bai and then deal with it. Cang Yue !”

唰Shua! Meng Lingyun has no warning signs, sword light suddenly appear, aggressive, picking up sharp winds, and there is a heavy heavy sword in the blink of an eye. Su Bai is shrouded away. The swords point to the key points of Su Bai, like madness. Roaring like.

This one sword falls into the eyes of many Grave Dream Pavillion disciple, and it is the bright wave of Senior Brother Shocking Heaven Sword Style by Senior Brother Meng.

Su Bai quietly looked at this scene. When Meng Lingyun was about to be out of the sword, he noticed that the trajectory of each sword was clearly in the depths of Su Bai’s nephew. This one sword is not for him. Unfamiliar, yesterday, Meng Lingyun also used this one sword.

Su Bai looks like a stagnant water, Su Bai calculates quickly, and even calculates the trajectory of his sword. At the moment, Su Bai cloud lightly takes a few steps to the right, the foot is windy, the body is like a catkin, erratic I avoided the one sword of Meng Lingyun, turned back, and stood in the previous position again. This so strange scene made the human heart have an unacceptable feeling, avoiding it?

“The same sword style, strength, speed, nothing has changed!”

“Meng Lingyun, are you kidding me?” Su Bai expressionless, said unimpressed.

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