Chapter 221: Listen to the story, just like you told your sister.
The sun gradually tilted, and finally, the last trace of sword energy in the sky dispersed.
Su Bei stood on the Immortal Platform, looking at Shen Tuhe who slowly walked up to the stage. He was calm and tried his best to look more natural.
But he knew in his heart that when fighting against Lin Duo, everything seemed to be in ruins.
But in fact, it consumed too much spiritual energy in his body and broke too many meridians.
——I obviously have a more reliable way.
It's just that Su Bei doesn't want to, nor is he willing.
The moment he saw Shan Wulan being knocked away by Lin Duo, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Why does she want to go on stage? It's obvious that she has already come here and she doesn't need to bear such pain.
"Jian Zong, Su Bei, please give me some advice!"
With a calm voice, he held the Qingping Sword tightly in his hand, and the aura of the Great Dao around him intertwined into one.
Shen Tuhe narrowed his eyes tightly and looked at Su Bei. What Ling Ran said to him when he took the stage echoed in his ears.
"This boy looks strong, but in fact he is a bit weird. It seems that all his moves are based on overdraft of meridians..."
"Don't fight him head-on, wear him down, or drag him down."
"..."
Shen Tuhe narrowed his eyes tightly and looked at Su Bei with a solemn expression. His own strength was far less powerful than Lin Duo, and he was just like Xi Qingyi.
"Now, everyone in the world will know about Elder Su!"
"I admire you! I'm afraid Elder Su can really bear the title of the best person in the world."
"..."
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked far less aggressive than Lindo, but there were indeed hidden mysteries in his words.
Su Bei frowned and said:
"Su has never said whether he is the number one person in Hedao, nor has he dared to think about it."
"The world is so big, how can it be Su's turn!?"
"..."
The Twenty-One Prefecture is a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Even Tong Xiu, who is recognized as the number one person in Hedao in the world, dare not say that he is truly invincible.
There were many monks who survived the catastrophe thousands of years ago, but how many of them were hiding in the mountains and fields without caring about worldly affairs?
Even though the Sword Sect is recognized by the world as being in decline, it has only been rumored to be at the bottom of the top ten sects in the past millennium. Ignorant people can guess at will, but if the sects in the world really take it seriously, they are missing the mark.
There are many masters left over from the previous era. After entering the Hedao Tribulation, those who wanted to show up and join the Holy Land joined the Holy Land. Others at this level already knew that there was no hope of ascending, so they settled in a corner and found a place to spend their days.
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"Elder Su is so humble, hehehe..."
The Qingping Sword in Su Bei's hand pointed forward, his eyebrows condensed, and he said coldly:
"Stop talking nonsense. You can admit defeat without fighting."
Shen Tuhe shook his head, took out the dust in his hand, and said quietly:
"Elder Su still hasn't settled down enough..."
As soon as he was halfway through speaking, the dust in his hand was already swung forward.
A strong wind roared.
This move was meant to be a test. He wanted to find out how much spiritual energy was left in Su Bei's body. As soon as he saw him showing signs of depression, he would attack with all his strength.
Su Bei looked at him with a sneer, testing himself!?
But don’t you know that each of your swords is the pinnacle?
"Do you think Su is not worthy of letting Elder Shentu use his full strength?"
"..."
Sonorous——
The Qingping Sword shines brightly, but this time it is no longer the splendid gold and jade that fills the sky. The Kingly Sword is so powerful that it can cause landslides, but it hurts the meridians the most. The terrifying sword energy contained in it cannot be resisted by my level.
Come to think of it, if you really reach the realm of Hedao, you will be able to use one, two, three, four, five and six freely.
Only at that time can Qingping Sword sing happily.
Immortal sword!
"With one sword, one goes deep!"
The blue-purple sky is soaring upwards, and the sky above your head is filled with purple air, as if it is a fairyland filled with mist.
Immediately afterwards, the purple energy began to surge, and under the purple energy, the flowing flowers were gorgeous.
It seems that after using the Wang Dao Sword, Su Bei gained a lot of insights by using this Immortal Dao Sword.
The combination of Wangdao and Immortal Dao makes for a perfect sword canon. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages. Su Bei pointed forward far away, using each sword style.
However, Shen Tuhe felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy in an instant. The strong wind was cut off directly, and then the bruise quickly enlarged in his penis.
"The wind is as fast as the wind and as slow as the forest!"
"..."
The wind seemed to turn into substance at this moment, and in an instant, the sound of wind and thunder was loud.
The swift wind knife wrapped around the dust and sand in the sky and gathered towards Su Bei. This sword seemed to be Su Bei's sword, which further confirmed Ling Ran's suspicion that he was already at the end of his crossbow and wanted to fight quickly!
The wind knives that filled the sky were extremely powerful and almost reached their peak, making it easy for people to think of the unexpected and violent collision at the moment.
The wind is like a knife, cutting off ears and cheeks.
Smoke, dust, flying sand, and falling rocks followed, sweeping through thousands of layers.
The chaotic wind captivates the eyes.
Looking around, there is only a gray area under the arena.
It is undeniable that Shen Tuhe's move is really amazing, and it even gives people the illusion that Su Bei's sword is just buried in it?
It's like thunder rising from the ground silently.
This move was a move that he used all his spiritual energy to perform. He expected that Su Bei's sword would definitely be in vain, and he would even be severely injured by himself!
How can there be a strong person in the world? How can there be inexhaustible spiritual energy!?
However, the smile on his lips had not yet curled up, and his eyes were looking at the scene in front of him in shock.
Even though the man's mouth was bleeding uncontrollably, the spiritual energy around his body did not collapse at all, and even during the sword fight with Lin Duo, there was no sign of decline.
All the monks watched the scene in front of them intently. It was not as tragic as they expected, nor did they see the miserable scene of the bright white sword stained with red blood.
The elder of Wu Hua Que was seen holding Fuchen tightly with both hands, leaning forward slightly with his upper body, still maintaining the posture of performing the posture.
The whole person carried an indomitable and heroic aura, and the wind and sand in the sky were still roaring after he stood up.
In contrast, at some point, I quietly took a step forward, wearing a white shirt and embroidered Begonia.
But the figure had already appeared behind Shen Tuhe. The Qingping sword was shining with luster, and then a drop of blood fell on the sword's edge.
Just a drop.
The sword was so flat that it only left a purple trace on the ring.
but--
Shen Tuhe's seemingly devastating blow did not seem to hurt the person in front of him at all.
Or to put it another way, the person in front of him didn't block him at all, he just used his sword with great confidence.
I am confident that this sword will penetrate!
A strong wind suddenly passed between the sky and the earth, blowing up layers of smoke and dust, and then the next moment!
Shen Tuhe's gray hair, tied up with a green crown, was suddenly flying, wildly and wantonly, ups and downs.
He looked at his abdominal cavity in disbelief, and the black robe on his body was gradually soaked with blood.
Shen Tuhe's face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body felt as if he was suffering from cramps and bone scrapings, without any blood. After one attack failed, his face became even more gray and defeated, showing a look of despair.
Sonorous——
It wasn't that Su Bei drew his sword again.
The monks just stared blankly as Su Bei inserted the Qingping Sword in his hand into the sword box, and the sword box was closed.
He had his hands behind his back and his eyes were deep, not knowing what he was thinking.
Never looked back.
After all, what they don't know is that there is a saying circulating in the world in Northern Jiangsu that a real man never looks back!
Then, as if matching his movements, Shen Tuhe fell to the ground with a plop.
Without the guidance of spiritual energy, the roaring wind and sand seemed to be somewhat hesitantly surrounding Su Bei, blowing the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Su Bei seemed to be mumbling to himself and said quietly:
"Compared to Lin Duo, you are so weak."
"..."
——I don’t even want to swing the second sword.
Shen Tuhe was lying on the ground with bleeding from the corner of his mouth and completely fainted.
But he still kept thinking in his mind: Ling Ran mistook me.
Everyone was stunned.
When Su Bei faced Lin Duo, he could be said to be the Supreme Sun Body Tian Lin Duo, but when facing this Shen Tuhe... an instant kill?!
Doesn't that mean that Su Bei's strength has actually reached the level where he can overcome the catastrophe in half a step?
Although I knew that Subei might win, how could it be so easy?
Compared with Tong Xiu, the only difference is that he cannot take advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth??
Su Bei's eyes glanced in the direction of Wuhua Palace, looking at Ling Ran with a gloomy face, the corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc, and his eyes were serious.
Then he stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the audience.
The Holy Land elder took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and announced loudly:
"Sword Sect, Su Beisheng!!"
"This time I am promoted to the Sect, Sword Sect, Dao Sect, and Buddhism!!"
"..."
The results came out, so that everyone could not believe what they saw today.
The man who suddenly appeared with a sword actually lifted the Sword Sect to the top three in the world!
Looking at the white-shirted figure again, he didn't care at all about all this. He took Shan Wulan from Wenren Pingxin's hand like a light cloud.
Looking at her face and her closed eyes, he lifted up her black hair and said softly:
"Wulan, senior brother will take you home."
"..."
...
On the audience stage, after seeing the result, a monk was silent for a while and then began to take off his clothes.
The monk next to him looked strange:
"Brother Diandai, what are you doing taking off your clothes!?"
The monk looked at him with a bitter look on his face and said quietly:
"I lost my pants."
"We'll reopen it later."
"..."
Throughout the twenty-one prefectures, various voices of discussion can be heard from neighbors everywhere.
It was nothing more than shock to Jian Zong and this dark horse in Su Bei.
And this day was also the darkest day for countless people, who even lost all their money.
How should I describe it!?
This is probably the feeling of 2018, when the Bangzi Kingdom beat the Empire of Will 2-0.
Jian Zong.
On the sky mirror, countless Sword Sect disciples looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and did not react for a long time.
After Su Bei's figure completely disappeared, the next moment cheers resounded throughout the square.
The Sword Sect can actually be ranked alongside the Dao Sect and the Buddhist Sect!?
After thinking about it on the cliff, Jun Wuxie was drinking wine, raising his feet, looking at Luo Ritian who was locked inside, and curled his lips:
"Is this what you said about Wuhuaque knocking out all the people in Northern Jiangsu?"
"I see, you will stay here for the rest of your life."
"Your sect doesn't want you anymore, why don't you plant it inside..."
Luo Ritian looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief in his eyes. His face was pale and he sat on the ground at a loss. He no longer looked as arrogant as before.
“Senior Brother Lin Duo actually lost??”
"How could Wuhuaque be defeated?"
"Hahaha, this guy dares to break my Taoist heart..."
"I am the best in the world, and I am the most awesome."
"..."
Jun Wuxie wandered away and walked around to the Bujian Peak. Looking at the dead peach saplings, he poured the wine from the wine gourd in his hand.
——Crash, the wine was spilled all over the peach tree, and they all muttered:
"It's weird? I've watered it, but why don't the seedlings grow?"
"Did I water it enough!?"
"belch--"
"It's none of my business, I come here to water it every day..."
"Look at those blossoming peach blossoms. The mountain is full of peach blossoms?~"
Sleepily, he leaned under the big tree and fell asleep soundly, muttering:
"I've long seen that senior brother is just pretending... Bah, bah, bah..."
...
Su Bei carried Shan Wulan back to Jianzong's station alone, and her body just fell limp against Su Bei's.
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, with messy hair.
——But I don’t know who Jian Zong will face?
But Su Bei didn't care about it at all, and held her hand tightly, his palm as cold as usual.
"It hurts~"
Some weak voices snorted softly, as if the woman felt that she was in someone's arms. She grabbed his wrist with her slender hands and pressed it tightly into his arms, murmuring in pain from her mouth.
"Where does it hurt?"
Su Bei asked her anxiously. The shoulders of the woman in his arms were shaking slightly, and she seemed to be getting thinner at this moment.
Suddenly, I felt some pain in my wrist. I lowered my head and saw a purple mark on my wrist that was tightly held by Wulan, which was red and swollen.
"It all hurts."
Su Bei covered the bruise on his wrist with his sleeve so that she could not see it. With a smile on his lips, he said softly:
"It will be fine in a few days, the evil spirit has entered the body."
He kissed her forehead gently.
Then he walked to her room, put her on the bed, let her hold him tightly, and looked at her with a trace of worry in his eyes,
He had never thought that a person could become so haggard in an instant. His fair face had no trace of blush and was completely pale.
The black and blue color was wrapped around the eye sockets, and the cold and fairy-like clarity disappeared, leaving only fatigue, like a candle.
That white hair is no longer as soft as before, it has become dry, like thatch in winter, and messy.
"Here, take this medicine."
Su Bei looked at her with a smile on his face and handed the Qi and Blood Pill in front of her.
Just looking at her weak appearance, he turned the elixir into a bowl of medicinal soup, gently helped her up, and Shan Wulan reluctantly leaned into his arms to take the medicine.
Su Bei scooped up a spoonful, blew it carefully, and then fed it to her mouth.
She used to swallow the Qi and Blood Pill in one gulp, but only now did she realize how painful it was.
Dai Mei frowned slightly, and Su Bei saw her reluctance, took out a box of candied fruits from the one hundred boxes of candied fruits in the storage ring, opened it, and put it in her along with a spoonful of concoction.
In the mouth.
"It's sweeter this way."
The medicine was very bitter, but when it entered her throat, it was very sweet.
She didn't know whether it was because of the box of preserves or because she was lying in Su Bei's arms and watching him concentrate on feeding her medicine.
The evil spirit entering the body this time was different from the past. It could have been gradually suppressed, but it was completely reversed due to this serious injury.
The Qi and Blood Pill can only ensure that her evil spirit will not continue to spread, but it will not be able to heal itself as before.
Although I know it's useless, I just want to stay in his arms for now!
"Senior brother, I will go to southern Xinjiang after climbing to the Immortal Platform. You have a minor illness and it will not be a problem."
"You, how many times have I told you, don't show off! Senior brother is different. Senior brother never fights an unprepared battle..."
"..."
Shan Wulan swallowed the bowl of bitter concoction and put his fingers against Su Bei's lips to stop him from talking any more.
"Listen to the story."
Su Bei was stunned for a moment and did not react.
"Just like what I told my sister."
Su Bei heard a hint of jealousy in this sentence!
She actually remembered what happened on the Bujian Peak that time until now.
Shan Wulan could guess what he was thinking as soon as she saw his expression. The corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful curve, which looked extremely beautiful and desolate on her pale face.
But his face became increasingly pale, as if transparent.
Su Bei could clearly feel that the aura around her body was gradually being eaten away, and her meridians gradually became transparent, and then slowly melted into water...
He held her whole body in his arms, feeling the woman's delicacy, weakness and bonelessness, but he had no other thoughts in his heart, he just hoped that she would get better as soon as possible.
Lindo didn't hold back, and similarly, he didn't hold back either.
The Qingping Sword Qi lurking in those two people's bodies will probably torture them for a long time.
He held her in his arms, and streams of pure Dao Qi combined with the Qi and Blood Pills were constantly integrated into her body, but he didn't know what story to tell her.
After thinking about it, I turned red from holding it in, and finally said:
"On a mysterious continent, there is another grassland called Qingqing Grassland."
"There are two forces on it. One is the Wolf King, headed by the King of the Wolf Clan, named Big Big Wolf..."
Shan Wulan burst into laughter.
The cold expression that had not melted for a long time finally melted at this moment:
"Why does the wolf have a name? Could it be that he is a great demon of Hedao?"
Seeing that her weak body seemed to be gradually improving, Su Bei felt relieved and said with a serious face:
"Of course, I haven't mentioned another force yet."
"It's headed by the five evil sheep, the Pleasant Goat..."
"..."
Su Bei told the story of the wolf who couldn't catch the sheep with a serious look on his face as he put the bowl filled with concoction in his hand.
Shan Wulan's eyes blinked slightly, the evil energy still flowing through her body, but she no longer felt the pain, she just looked at him like this.
I was distracted, and I don't know whether it was because of listening to his story or looking at his face.
Seeing his expression dancing and talking endlessly, my heart moved and I quickly raised my head to peck him on the face.
The soft and moist touch is fleeting.
However, Su Bei froze there as if he had been hit by a hundred thousand volt electric shock.
It was obviously not the first time, but Su Bei's heart was still beating loudly.
It seemed that her injury had improved a little, and Su Bei finally calmed down from his anxiety. At this time, his eyes were looking at her body, and the mountains were tall and straight under the purple shirt.
The ribbon tightly tied her slender waist, making her long hair flow freely, and her pale face added a bit of morbid coldness to her.
"Are you injured anywhere?"
Shan Wulan gasped for breath, the spiritual energy in his body was still fighting against the evil spirit, and looked at Su Bei.
He bit his thin lips gently, stretched out his slender hands and untied the knot at his neck, gradually revealing the snow-like skin inside.
The slightly convex collarbone also has a touching flavor, and is obviously boney, just like a cold plum.
Until the skirt of the clothes gradually opened up, revealing the clean bellyband... the clues of scars could already be seen.
A large amount of blood red was stained on it, but it was not revealed at all due to her deliberate hiding.
"here......"
Dandan's words seemed to follow her movements without any hesitation. As if she was afraid of the trouble of his investigation, Shan Wulan reached out to her waist... and wanted to untie it.
Binding ribbons.
Su Bei raised his hand and held her wrist, stopping her movement.
With the confusion in her eyes, he pressed her tightly against his body and stretched his hands behind his back...
Looking for that ribbon carefully.
The big hand fell on her smooth ridge, and she felt that her skin was as cold as ice, without any warmth, but also as soft as snow.
Finally she found the existence of the ribbon, and in order to match Su Bei's clumsy movements, she also leaned half on him.