Meng Xingyun, the genius of Zhuang Mengge!

The murderous intent of this sword is aimed at Poison Fang, which is extremely terrifying.

When Su Bai looked at the sword directly, it seemed like an invisible storm was coming to his face.

A suffocating depression filled Su Bai's heart. Meng Xingyun was very strong. Among the peers he had ever seen, Meng Xingyun was the strongest person.

Located in the sword force of Meng Xingyun, Su Fei is like a lonely boat in the wild waves, which can be subverted at any time.

However, at this moment, an extremely terrifying aura filled Su Bai's body. This aura actually made Han Ruotian and others feel breathing rapidly.

Su Fei's eyes became extremely sharp at this moment, and even a strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. His body was as tall as a sword, and he faintly showed a sharp aura: "I hate this feeling!"

"The feeling of being plotted, what does the grudge between your Meng Xingyun and Poison Fang have to do with me!"

"But I just want to get involved!"

Under the gaze of dozens of shocked gazes, Su Bai took a step. His steps were extremely firm, and his muscles were always tense.

Swish! The iron sword was unsheathed, Su Bai pointed at Meng Xingyun with his right hand, and walked vigorously. Every time he took a step, Su Bai's aura became stronger. In Nalan Zi's incredible gaze, Su Bai suddenly met Meng Xingyun's sword.

A warrior who enters the eighth level of the Tao attacks against a powerful man who enters the nineth level of the Tao, or even a half-step Qi condensation?

Is this considered hitting a rock with an egg, and blocking a car with a mantis arm?

Even Poison Fang and the slightly cold face were a little surprised. He originally thought that Su Fai would retreat.

Breaking the Mountain Sword Style! Su Fei's starting sword style and simple sword style made Jiang Yu and others shake their heads secretly. The inefficient sword style can shake Meng Xingyun.

Whether it is sword style or cultivation, both of them are in such a gap. Can he block a sword from a powerful man like Meng Xingyun?

The disciples of Zhuang Meng Pavilion sneered secretly, "I am really ignorant and fearless. Haven't this disciple of Langya Sect heard of Senior Brother Meng's reputation?"

"A dear scapegoat!" Seeing that Su Bai did not retreat and drew his sword, Meng Xingyun's mouth smiled like a demon, but his sharp eyes fell on the poisonous fangs in the distance without any deviation.

Only poisonous fangs can attract my attention. As my opponent, Meng Xingyun thought to himself, but at this moment, when Su Bai raised his sword weapon to the highest point, the accumulated sword force completely exploded at this moment. The power of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain in the master's realm was fully reflected in this moment. This sudden change made Meng Xingyun's face slightly change, and suddenly a strange feeling came out. This feeling was like he transformed into a mountain, and an axe that opened the world fell to the sky.

"This sword pose has reached the level of a master!" In the flash of lightning, Meng Xingyun felt a figure magnifying rapidly in his eyes, and in the end there was only a sword like a mountain splitting and mountain breaking.

Jing! Whether it was Poison Fang, Jiang Yu and others, they held their breath at this moment and looked at this scene without blinking.

Crane! The sharp sword blades are connected, and the deafening clanging sounds are endless.

Two interlaced figures retreated to the rear almost at the same time, and a series of Mars splashed between them.

Bang bang! Su Bai staggered back five steps, while Meng Xingyun took two steps.

"His cultivation is definitely not the ninth level of the Dao. The strength of the ninth level of the Dao is not so terrible. Half-step condensation of qi, this guy is also a half-step condensation of qi!" The waves of paralysis dared to spread in the right palm. As he retreated, Su Bai's face was not turbulent. His sharp eyes were staring at Meng Xingyun, as if he wanted to see through Meng Xingyun's reality. "The existence of half-step condensation of qi is indeed terrible!"

At the same time, a huge wave broke out in Meng Xingyun's heart, looking down at the footprints on the ground. He still felt incredible. In the frontal confrontation, he was forced to take two steps back by a warrior who entered the eighth level of Taoism.

This is undoubtedly a great humiliation for him who is arrogant and arrogant. It would be better if he abandoned Qingshan to repel him, but he was this warrior who entered the eighth level of Taoism.

The clanging body gradually dissipated, but the swaying forest was as if it could be heard. The splashing sparks fell on the dead leaves all over the ground, and clusters of flames were ignited instantly.

However, under the breath of Su Fei and Meng Xingyun, these clusters of flames were suppressed and the fire did not form.

The peak of the eighth level of the Taoist path and the half-step condensation of Qi were originally an insurmountable barrier, but it was broken by Su Bai's simple and unpretentious sword.

Looking at this scene blankly, Nalan Zi and Han Ruotian had forgotten their breathing and thinking. Over the past few days, they had originally thought that they had completely understood Su Bai's strength, but this scene now told them how ignorant this idea was.

"He is hiding too deep!" Han Ruotian felt a little bitter in his heart. At this moment, Su Bai was like many peaks in his eyes. He originally thought he could see the end of the peaks, but his vision was covered by higher peaks and he could not see the peaks behind him.

"If you can use it for Senior Brother Qi, you will be like a tiger. If you can't use it, you will become a great enemy!" Poisonous Fang's eyes were a little cold, and the scene in front of him was obviously beyond his expectations. Originally, he just wanted to use Meng Xingyun to teach Su Fa some lessons and make him restrain himself, but unexpectedly, the development of things was far beyond his imagination.

Everyone was in a different mood, and Su Bai saw these things. However, at this moment, Su Bai's eyes became more and more calm. He looked at this scene quietly like an outsider.

"A sword style at the level of the master, even if you give up Qingshan, you can't do this!" Meng Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the scene in front of him made him look faceless, a smile appeared on his face: "You are very good. With your strength, you are definitely not an ordinary person in the Langya Sect! My sword will never stain the blood of the nameless person. Tell me what your name is!" At the end, Meng Xingyun's tone was unquestionably sharp, just like a long sword with a cold light in his hand, aggressive.

"It just so happens that I am an unknown general in Langya Sect!" Su Bai said lightly, his right hand shook slightly, and the feeling of numbness on his right arm was gone, and his whole eyes became sharp again instantly. Although the mountain-breaking sword style at the master's realm was terrible, it did not show his own strength. At the same time, Su Bai also knew that although Meng Lingyun's previous sword was terrifying, it was not his full strength.

Being stared at Su Bai's calm eyes, Meng Lingyun raised her heart slightly, "I, Meng Lingyun, will not kill the nameless person under the sword, who are you?"

"Is my identity very important? Or, what are you afraid of?" Su Fei's mouth slowly curled up. He knew what Meng Lingyun was afraid of. Although he could slaughter any disciple of any sect in the blood refining space, there were still some sect disciples who participated in this blood refining. Often, very few of these disciples were provoked. After all, even if these disciples were killed, they would still cause revenge from the forces behind them.

Su Bai shook Meng Lingyun with his cultivation level of entering the eighth level of Taoism. Meng Lingyun had to doubt Su Bai's background.

After Su Bai's words were revealed, Meng Lingyun's smile became even stronger: "You are very confident, but if you are too confident, you become a conceit, and conceit often requires a price to pay!"

"Just now, you shouldn't have set out your sword, but retreat!"

"You should even explain your identity, if I am afraid!"

"This is how you can save your life. Unfortunately, you have missed opportunities one after another!" Meng Xingyun smiled, and a thunderous rumbling sound suddenly sounded in his long-silent body. His breath surged. At this moment, Meng Xingyun was like a terrifying monster lying dormant in the forest. His every move showed a terrifying aura. This was the terrifying half-step condensation of energy.

In the distance, Jiang Yu and others retreated several steps back, but the body of the poisonous fangs was not moving at all. He was also a half-step condensation of Qi.

"Don't I go out the sword?" Facing Meng Xingyun's terrifying aura, Su Bai's face was calm and his breathing was even. His sharpness was reflected in his clear eyes. "Although I have not been in martial arts for a long time, I also know that as a swordsman, I should rather break and not bend, and I should have a fearless heart. Oh, the path of martial arts is full of thorns, and ordinary people are afraid to step. As a swordsman, you should use the sword in your hand to overcome all obstacles and move forward bravely!"

"You Meng Xingyun is not qualified to let me retreat!" Su Bai's voice was extremely loud, loud and deafening, and even more sharp, pointing straight to the hearts of Meng Xingyun and others.

Nalan Zi, Han Ruotian and others stared at this scene in a daze, as if they were still moving like a stone sculpture, but they were shocked. Is this still Su Bai, who was cowardly in the past?

"Swordsman, you should rather break than bend!" Meng Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his thin face turned cold: "Those who are tough are easy to break. It is a foolish thing to do even if they know they cannot do it, not fearless!"

Meng Xingyun's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his light flashed, and he rushed towards Su Bai like a cheetah. His sonorous body rose from the ground. The sharp sword light brought heavy sword shadows. With this sword, Meng Xingyun left no strength, as if he was howling in a roar.

"A terrible sword!" Poison Fang's heart was shocked, and his face changed slightly. He knew that this sword style was called Kuang Tao Jingtian Style, which was one of Meng Xingyun's strongest sword styles. Now, Su Bai would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Huh! As if he was in the stormy waves, Su Bai's face was not turbulent. He also knew the horror of this sword. The half-step power of condensed energy was indeed domineering. However, Su Bai's dark eyes did not panic at all. A strange curve slowly raised the corner of his lips, and his whole face instantly became evil: "I agree with this point. Those who are too strong can easily break, and only by combining hardness and softness can you dominate the world!"

Just when everyone thought Su Bai was going to fight back to prove his fearlessness, Su Bai retreated, his body was light and his seemingly messy steps quickly alternated, like a breeze, floating towards Nalan Zi and others. In the astonished eyes of Poison Fang and others, Su Bai passed by. At the same time, a sarcastic laughter filled the ears of Poison Fang and Nalan Zi and others: "I have to pay the price to plot against!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Fei's figure appeared behind Nalan Zi and others. The ghostly speed made people feel heartbroken, but a sharp sword light followed closely and appeared in front of Nalan Zi and others.
Chapter completed!