Chapter 199: Dont let the world underestimate the Sword Sect. Decisive battle on the Immortal Platform! (4)
Above the sky, flames burst out all over the sky, instantly lighting up the entire world!
The flames were blazing brightly, and above the crack in the sky, the clouds on both sides gradually recovered. Everyone held their breath, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at the figure of Begonia in a white shirt embroidered on the ring!
Sonorous——
Qingping's sword buzzed and trembled with joy!
Only one thought emerged in everyone's mind, Su Bei, is he crazy?!
One person and one sword fighting twelve people?
"Elder Su, I didn't hear what you meant clearly!"
An elder in the audience narrowed his eyes and looked at the man on the stage.
Su Bei looked around again, his voice still calm, and said slowly:
"Su Mou, with one sword, fights twelve people in the audience, do you hear me clearly?"
As soon as the voice fell, the entire tenth division was boiling. The elders of the Holy Land on the high platform took a breath of cold air and looked at the people on the stage!
Wang Tong's eyes lit up instantly, he stood up, looked at Su Bei with a sinister look on his face, and said quietly:
"Elder Su, I don't know if you are arrogant? Or crazy? One person fighting twelve people? With you!?"
"..."
As soon as Wang Tong finished speaking, there was an overwhelming discussion, mixed with all kinds of doubts, ridicules, and curses:
"Ha! I thought that Su Bei was a stable person, but I didn't expect that he is just such an arrogant person who doesn't know his own abilities!!"
"A battle with twelve Returners in the middle stage of Returning to the Void?? Even if they are at the peak of Returning to the Void here, they will probably be unable to defeat four hands with just two fists!"
"Then why does Su Bei dare? Without the Qingping Sword, how is it any different from other Return to the Void elders!?"
"Who gave him the confidence?!"
"Elder Su is still a little careless after all. If we continue fighting alone, although it will consume a lot of spiritual energy, it will be more stable for winning. After the other members of the Sword Sect come off the ring, it will be even.
Share.”
"..."
Several elders and deacons who were watching the battle looked at Su Bei on the stage and shook their heads and sighed.
Ling Ran sat in the station of Wuhua Palace, lowered his eyes and gently took a sip of tea, and said leisurely to the elder Tongxiu of the Dao Sect beside him:
"Before we officially enter the finals, the Sword Sect will have one less person."
"It's really gratifying."
"..."
Tong Xiu closed his eyes and did not answer.
Su was unaware of everything going on around him. He was still standing calmly on the high platform, holding the Qingping sword in his hands with both hands. The night wind blew and lifted the corners of his clothes.
——The threat that Shahe posed to me was too weak, and I also wanted to know where the limit was!
Wenren Pingxin, who was in the stands, sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, his face darkened, and he shouted angrily:
"Su Bei, what are you doing!?"
"Get down here quickly!"
Obviously I have told him many times before the game not to show off, don’t show off!!
Is he still like this, turning a deaf ear to his own words!?
"Those are the twelve mid-stage returners. Even if you are at the peak return stage, you have to avoid them!!"
This is no longer a simple problem of one plus one equals two. Twelve returners join forces, even if they meet halfway, if one is not careful, they will still die!
Su Bei seemed not to have heard anything. He did not look at Wenren Pingxin and took a step forward. He looked at the twelve people in the audience with his eyes and held a sword flower in one hand:
"Why, don't you dare?"
Don't you dare?
next moment!
boom--
There was only a loud bang, and a man in black flew up and landed heavily on the Immortal Platform. He stared straight at Su Bei and said solemnly:
"You are actually looked down upon by Elder Su!"
The man in black took a deep breath, and then the joints all over his body exploded and roared like exploding beans, the muscles and bones roared, the sound was like the thunder of war drums, and the spine twisted!
The spiritual energy rushed straight into the sky. The night sky was instantly filled with thick spiritual energy!!
"Longding Cave, Wang Bahu, please give me some advice!"
The sound of thunder resounded throughout the heaven and earth!
The remaining eleven people saw that someone had already boarded the ring. They looked at each other with uncertain expressions on their faces, and then they all nodded with heavy expressions!
"Since Elder Su insists on doing it!"
next moment!
Whoosh——
A cloud of dust spreads across the sky and earth, falling from the sky!
"Xinghai Sect, official luck is good, please give me some advice!"
Whoosh——
A stream of light scattered across the sky and the earth, and a strong wind suddenly rose, roaring and howling in the night sky!
"Yunhai Sect, Liuyunnan, please give me advice!!"
Whoosh——
The rough voice shocked the arena, and there was a voice coming from the sky!
"Baihemen, Wang Baique!"
"Tang Tianming!"
"Hu Minghan!"
"..."
The strong wind echoed violently in the air, this person is on the arena, and this is the world!
The night wind suddenly picked up, exuding a slight coolness under the bleak moonlit night!
The cold moonlight fell from the sky and was cut into pieces by clumps of grass, trees and flowers. Through the gaps between them, clusters of shadows were printed on the ground!
Every sound, every roar, is a return to reality in the arena!
Whoosh——
Whoosh——
Twelve figures, twelve returns!
In the center was a figure in a white shirt embroidered with begonias, eyes lightly closed, holding a Qingping sword in both hands, letting the cold wind howl around her.
Silence!
All the monks looked at the scene in front of them with shocked expressions. The Mirror of the Sky seemed to be moved, and focused all its perspectives on the tenth competition area, on the arena of the thirteen returning monks on that side.
Above!
The most shocking thing about this night was not the half-step battle between Xi Qingyi and Shui Tianyi!
But North Jiangsu!
This cultivator in the middle stage of Void Return who promised to fight twelve times in one fight!
The mirror of the sky shines brightly, reflecting everything that happens on the arena here to the entire twenty-one states and the entire world!
An elder from the Holy Land on the high platform took a deep breath and said with a wry smile:
"Even if Elder Su is defeated today, the fame of this battle will surely spread throughout the world!"
"What a Su Bei, what a Nineteenth Elder! I, Yuwen, am convinced by this courage..."
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Ji Nanjue's palms were sweating for some reason, and Lin Jinyu beside him was also looking at the undulating hills, his eyes fixed on the arena without blinking!
The elders of the Holy Land looked at Su Bei who was surrounded by twelve Void Return monks, looked at him deeply, and then said:
"Then...the battle of Dengxiantai will officially begin!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong man suddenly stood up and punched in the direction of Su Bei!
In an instant, a series of explosions resounded across the world, and the fists broke through the air, sounding like thunder!
Carrying the majestic momentum that fills the sky, it attacks violently!
"Great Compassion Fist!"
Su Bei narrowed his eyes and retreated instantly.
Suddenly, there were several sounds of breaking through the air from behind, and the light was shining. It seemed that there were white cranes soaring up between the sky and the earth, and they were chirping!
"Crane Jue! Crane Chirp!!"
A woman gave a sweet shout, and a pair of snow-white wings made of white light feathers instantly appeared behind her. With a slight fanning, her body appeared in an instant, and came to the top of Su Bei. She put her five fingers together and grabbed him head-on!
Su Bei flicked his fingers, and the next moment the Qingping sword was unsheathed.
Sonorous——
The sound of gold and stone colliding resounded!
Suddenly a white rainbow flashed between heaven and earth!
The woman only felt an extremely terrifying force coming from between her hands, and then her whole body flew backwards in an instant!
He looked at the man in front of him with shock in his eyes and murmured to himself:
"What a terrifying power! Even in the late stage of returning to the void, he may not have such terrifying power! How on earth did he practice?!"
"..."
Qingping's sword energy spread all over the sky, and ten figures instantly moved out, besieging the man in the middle.
A series of Qingping swords filled with the aura of the Great Dao were spread out on this side of the arena, drawing out the blue and purple sky, and the blooming green lotus covered the sky and the earth!
Under the dual realm of selfless realm and microscopic realm, every attack of the dozen people in front of him and every instantaneous change of spiritual energy in his body are all controlled by Su Bei's heart. Under the pressure of the terrifying spiritual energy in the sky,
The explosions of fire couldn't hurt Su Bei at all!
An old man in green shirt who had been hiding in the dark looked at Su Bei thoughtfully, and then focused on a subtle flaw in Su Bei!
The next moment, he pulled out the long knife from his waist and simply handed it in the direction of Su Bei!
There is no flash of sword light all over the sky, and there is no shocking and terrifying aura. There is only a terrifying killing aura!
This sword was half as powerful as killing, and the fierce flames filled the sky, and a cold light passed by!
This is a time that he thinks is the most appropriate. It happens to be stuck at a node in the cycle of the spiritual energy in Su Bei's body. In this period of less than half a breath, the spiritual energy has been exhausted and new energy has not been generated. Su Bei's defense
The weakest!
The blade is looming, seemingly invisible, and can hurt people invisibly!
"Hidden kill!"
Su Bei understood everything about him in an instant. The spiritual energy in his dantian burst out violently, and the powerful and thick Taoist energy spread to the world!
"I have to say, your timing is very good!"
"but......"
Su Bei gently licked his dry lips, squeezed hard with his right hand, and in an instant, another sword flew out of the storage ring in his hand!
Almost in an instant, the distance between one man and one sword was less than three feet!
"With one sword, one goes deep!"
The sword of the old man in green met Su Bei's sword, and he suddenly stopped moving forward!
The exploding blue-purple sword energy scattered in all directions instantly, and the sound of piercing the air seemed to tear the sky apart!
In the eyes of the old man in green shirt, a huge and terrifying blue-purple sword energy was like a thunder pool, constantly enlarging in the pupils!
That sword full of murderous intent was actually suppressed by this sword and could not move forward at all!
next moment!
The sword wrapped in a heavy moral spirit penetrated Qingyun and hit him straight!
"Fellow Taoists, help me!"
In the crisis, the old man in blue didn't care about anything. He roared and retreated quickly!
This Jianyi, which has a hundred times the power of returning to the void, is like a long blue-purple dragon under the blessing of Su Bei's Dao Qi!
Sonorous——
Seeing this, the remaining eleven people quickly stepped forward to resist!
One knife!
One punch!
An ax!
A piece of dust!
"boom--"
"boom--"
It was as if a great bell sounded instantly from the top of the Immortal Platform!
The onlookers felt their eardrums buzzing for a moment, and the sound was almost substantive, creating ripples throughout the world!
Air ripples!
The power of the twelve people gathered into a line and turned into a terrifying spiritual dragon that filled the sky, roaring towards us!
"break!!"
The sky suddenly darkened!
Then there was silence. On the entire Immortal Platform, only a figure wearing a white shirt embroidered with begonias could be seen proudly standing between the sky and the earth. Twelve figures on the other side gathered in a line, and two terrifying auras that stared at the heaven and earth were escaping crazily outwards!!
More and more people gathered in the audience to watch, and everyone looked at everything in front of them in disbelief!
Shan Wulan and Shan Wuque had already defeated their opponents and walked down from the Immortal Platform. Then they saw an unbelievable scene in front of them!
On the stage!
A figure in a white shirt embroidered with begonias, with wild hair and big sleeves swaying, slashed at twelve people with a sword!
"The terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations in the arena have probably reached the peak of returning to virtual reality!!"
"How could he have such terrifying fighting power!?"
"This...does it mean that Elder Su's combat power can actually touch the peak of Void Return?!"
"It's hard to say that Elder Su's combat power that reaches the peak of returning to the void is due to the bonus of the Qingping Sword, but..."
"Is it fair to say that Elder Su is the first person to reach the peak of Void Return?!"
"hiss--"
The noisy discussion spread crazily around like a tide!
At this moment, in the tenth competition area, this arena has undoubtedly become the most eye-catching place in the entire Immortal Stage!
One person in Subei fought against twelve people, but he was not afraid at all. The two sides were vaguely evenly matched!
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On the high platform, a group of Holy Land elders looked at all this with solemn expressions. Wang Tong's eyes were full of disbelief as they looked at the sword!
Belonging exclusively to the Sword Sect, the Sword One of the Sword Canon!
Wenren Pingxin took a deep breath and opened his mouth half-open, as if he wanted to say something, but all his words fell into silence. He clenched his hands tightly and looked at the ring with nervous eyes.
Above!
"This Su Bei can actually practice the sword code to such an extent!"
"It is worthy of being the supreme skill of the Sword Sect, the Sword Code!"
Yuwendu squinted his eyes, looked at the sky filled with blue and purple sword aura, and murmured to himself.
Sonorous——
As soon as Yuwendu finished speaking, the stalemate on the stage was finally broken!
The blue-purple color intertwined with the twelve streams of light that filled the sky, and the earth under the arena actually burst into cracks!
"Whoa!"
Blue and purple flourish!
All the green lotuses converged at this moment, and there was no more lotus, only the sword that spanned the world!
this moment!
The waves are still, the wind has subsided, and the clouds are stagnant!
——Time seems to stand still!
The only thing that exists in the world is this sword.
It's just this sword.
The sword goes deep!
The world seems to have lost its color, only black and white can be seen. In this black and white, only Su Bei and the twelve people are the living colors!
"Pfft!"
Twelve rays of blood spurted out instantly, and then the twelve figures flew out upside down, gliding far above the Immortal Platform.
The dust in the sky slowly disperses!
Su Bei leaned on his sword, sinking his feet deeply into the ring and continuously scratching backwards, then almost split the whole ring into two. The sword marks left by the Qingping Sword were deeply imprinted on the ring.
"Pfft!!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his white shirt red and turning into dots of plum blossoms.
Su Bei took a deep breath and wiped the corners of his mouth. There was a trace of desire in his eyes!
His internal organs were completely shocked by this terrifying impact, and his heart beat faster.
rustle--
The twelve people all stood up and looked solemnly at the man in front of them.
Finally, the old man in green shirt spoke slowly and hoarsely:
"Elder Su, Lin admires your strength!"
"Lin admits that no one on the stage can withstand your sword!"
"But...this is the Immortal Platform after all. The whole Holy Land and the whole world are watching."
"It's impossible for Lin to admit defeat. Even if we and the twelve others are exhausted, we can still exhaust you!"
"..."
The figures once again calmed down the chaotic spiritual energy, looked at the man in front of them with heavy eyes, picked up the weapon in their hands again, their eyes were full of admiration and solemnity!
Twelve rays of spiritual energy that returned to the void instantly spread throughout the entire world!
Every one of them is an aura that can stand at the top of one hundred sects in the entire twenty-one states.
Under the stage, Shan Wulan bit her thin lips tightly, looking at the scene in front of her, her jade hands clenched tightly, her eyes filled with mist.
At the Sword Sect station, Wenren Pingxin and other Sword Sect disciples were also speechless, silently looking at the white-robed figure on the high platform.
No one mocked Su Bei. At this moment, no one said that Su Bei was arrogant again!!!
On the elders' stage, all the elders of the Holy Land took a deep breath. Finally, an elder at the peak of Hedao sighed and said leisurely:
"One person is equal to twelve people of the same level!"
"Even if Northern Jiangsu is defeated, this battle will probably go down in history..."
Ji Nanjue's eyes flashed and she bit her thin lips.
Wang Tong also remained silent, looking at Su Bei on the stage gloomily.
Everyone looked at this scene with serious expressions. After a long time, discussions started to spread!
"Elder Su is afraid that he will be defeated!!"
"Yes, as Elder Lin said, although Elder Su's power can be compared to the twelve of them working together, there is only one person in the end, and his physical strength and spiritual energy will be exhausted sooner or later..."
"They don't have to use all their strength, but Elder Su must use all his strength for every sword strike!"
"But even so, Elder Su is proud enough!"
"The first person to reach the peak of returning to virtual reality!!"
"..."
On the stage, Su Bei looked at the twelve people in front of him with a calm expression.
The night is as dark as ink.
Gradually covering the earth.
The blood at the corner of Su Bei's mouth was flowing continuously. The night wind blew by, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.
The embroidered begonia dried on the white shirt is like a black flower girl crying in the night sky!
His eyes passed through the crowds of people and looked at where his three disciples were!
Xiao Ruoqing covered her lips, her delicate body trembling slightly.
Mo Li's face was expressionless, but he was holding the corners of his skirt tightly with a pair of catkins.
Sword Girl's eyes were filled with mist and mist, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
A faint voice passed through the sky, seeming to be talking to the three disciples, or murmuring to himself:
"This is what my master once said in the Sword Sect."
"Easy things, difficult things, ups and downs, rivers and lakes affairs, dynasty affairs, and world affairs are all nothing more than a sword."
"After the catastrophe of all races, Jian Zong has been lonely for nearly a thousand years. He has already lost the word "World", but I promised a person to help Jian Zong get back those two words."
"The world."
"..."
Wen Renping stared blankly at Su Bei on the ring. A heartstring in his heart was suddenly touched. His eyes flickered as he looked at the man on the ring.
The appearance is still the same, but unknowingly, it is already so strange.
"Don't let the world underestimate Jian Zong."
Su Bei closed his eyes, held his breath and concentrated, his black hair lost its crown and danced wildly with the wind.
When you practice swordsmanship, you are cultivating the world, cultivating the common people, and cultivating the selfless heart.
——At least at this moment, he thinks so!
The night is getting darker.
Snowing?
Snowing!
A monk looked up at the sky and felt the cold snowflakes falling on his face.
The sky is already a haze, and snowflakes mixed with snow particles are falling in the wind. It is not like the snow in Xuzhou, which is heavy and fast. When it falls to the fullest, it is almost a vast expanse of white snow, let alone enjoying the scenery.
Can't even find the road.
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Perhaps this is the last snow in early spring in Jiangnan.
There seemed to be singing trembling in the sky.
The Qingping sword in Su Bei's hand was trembling, as if there was a song, mixed with the snowflakes in the sky, playing a chapter.
Looking at the motionless Su Bei in front of them, the twelve people looked at each other!
The next moment, all the spiritual energy was seen reverberating between heaven and earth, rushing towards North Jiangsu!
"Great Compassion Fist!"
"Crane!"
"Bone hand!!"
"Explosive kill!"
"..."
Twelve strands of spiritual energy converged on a line and surged forward.
The singing in the sky became clearer and louder, mixed with the lingering sound of swords.
Qingping Sword became more and more excited, the sword became more and more trembling and buzzing!
Yao Yan on the elders' stage narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at everything in front of him, as if he thought of something!
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes widened instantly, listening to the singing in the sky and feeling the lingering spiritual energy!
Wenren Pingxin stood up and swallowed a sip of saliva. Even Mo Xingjian and Li Ziyu, who had just walked off the ring in victory, looked up at the sky and listened to the clear sword sounds that kept lingering in their ears!
The faint voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"Su asked everyone to watch the rain."
rain?
Everyone looked at Su Bei with confusion. Even the twelve people on the stage looked stunned, not understanding what Su Bei meant.
Isn't it snowing?
Where did the rain come from?
Su Bei's big sleeves fluttered and made a hunting sound, and the Qingping Sword in his hand lay horizontally in front of him!
The next moment, the wind and snow in the sky suddenly condensed, and all the falling snow in the sky turned into snow swords at this moment!
All the snow falling in the sky is a sword!
Blocking out the sky!
"Sword Rain!!!"
Su Bei spoke plainly, his black hair was blowing in the wind, and his big sleeves were making a sound!
next moment!
Snow is falling all over the sky, and on the Immortal Platform, everything is pure white!
Only snow, only swords!
The sound of the falling snow sword plays a beautiful chapter!
Take advantage of the wind and snow and turn the snow into ten thousand swords.
The towering tower covers the sky, and thousands of snow swords fall.
"One style of sword and three swords, sing and get drunk!"