"Arrogant! How dare you speak to Mr. Bai like this!"
"Don't be polite, smash his mouth, knock out his teeth, let him know how powerful he is!"
"Who is he, Xu Fei, who dares to speak to a saint like this?"
"This kid's ego is so inflated that he's not even worthy of carrying Mr. Bai's shoes!"
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All kinds of angry insults suddenly swarmed in, and the crowd suddenly seemed to explode.
Sun Ning's words made them feel that their idol had been insulted, and they all shared the same hatred and were filled with righteous indignation.
There was a hint of pride in the depths of Bai Mo's eyes. This situation obviously made him very satisfied and proud.
It still takes considerable skill to attract the continued obsession of ardent fans.
Bai Mo remained calm, tolerant and humble, and said quietly: "If you say that, I don't need to refute..."
At this point, he looked at Sun Ning up and down, as if he was weighing the strength of his opponent, how much success he should show, proudly and aloof. But in the eyes of the onlookers, there were waves of exclamation, and he felt that this was only
He is a great saint and a peerless genius.
"Young Master Xu has a great reputation, and I don't want to treat him lightly! Then take my Seven Swords!" Bai Mo said with a smile: "After the Seven Swords, as long as you can still stand on the ground, I will lose!"
Not wanting to treat someone lightly is the Seven Swords?
If he relied on his true strength, would he not be able to catch one or two swords?
Such a strong confidence is no longer self-confidence, but arrogance.
But thousands of onlookers just accepted his words and felt that such arrogant and arrogant words coming from Bai Mo were so natural.
Lord Baishi and Bai Ling stood aside, with deep pride on their faces. The performance of their son and brother made them feel strong pride.
Sun Ning lowered his head slightly, smiled slightly, and quietly looked at Bai Mo, whose long clothes were flying slightly, and said: "Where is the lottery? What will happen if you lose?"
Not surprisingly, this kind of rhetoric that only talks about what others would do if they lose has aroused crazy abuse from brainless fans.
You will be under tremendous pressure when speaking and doing things on someone else's home court.
Sun Ning doesn't care.
Bai Mo smiled and said: "I just want a fair and just competition, so I will go all out. If I can't beat you within the seven swords, I'll do whatever you want to do. As for you, if you lose, I will never do it."
I will make things difficult for you again!”
Everyone was impressed by his generosity and began to praise him one after another.
But no one knew that Bai Mo had already made up his mind to kill Sun Ning with these seven swords!
Clang!
The Langya stick turned into a purple-gold broad sword four fingers wide. Sun Ning's long sword slowly unsheathed, and the purple lightning-like sword began to disperse quietly. His voice seemed to be stronger than the sword light.
Indifference and ruthlessness: "Very good! Then I will take over your Seven Swords!"
There was a hint of excitement deep in Bai Mo's eyes.
A narrow sword as black as graphite, no wider than two fingers, appeared in his hand. When the long sword was unsheathed, it looked like the wild ink in a landscape painting, strange and unpredictable.
The crowd all exclaimed in amazement.
They clearly felt that Bai Mo suddenly disappeared at this moment. He seemed to be incarnated in the endless sword light, sword shadow, sword energy and sword flower, making it impossible to see the reality anymore.
But the terrifying pressure emanating from the battle circle gave the onlookers a frightening feeling as if a sword blowing short hair was gently slapping the delicate skin.
Sima Changfeng frowned deeply and said to himself: "This guy Bai Mo is really awesome! Last year, he was only at the highest level of free will, but in such a short time, he reached the state of clear sword heart! The level of swordsmanship is so high, let alone Seven Swords
, I’m afraid that little bastard Sun Ning can’t even catch a sword!”
The heart of the sword is clear!
The moment Bai Mo drew his sword, Sun Ning, who was also a master of swordsmanship, saw at a glance the terrifying attainments and advanced realm of the swordsmanship of the other party, and was immediately frightened.
No wonder Bai Mo has such terrifying cultivation and aura in the realm of the Divine Sea.
No wonder he would use the Seven Swords to deal with himself.
Now it seems that it is difficult for me to catch even one sword, let alone the seven swords.
The five realms of swordsmanship are as follows: the mind of the sword is clear, the human sword is one, the sword enters the Tao, and the decay is magical. Every time you reach a level, you can understand the true meaning of the infinite swordsmanship, peep into the secrets of heaven, and advance by leaps and bounds, pulling all mortal beings far behind.
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To reach any of these five realms is to reach the sky.
Because of this, the power of swordsmanship exerted by those who are separated by one level is completely different.
Sun Ning has practiced hard for a long time and has extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship or the Tao realm as a whole, but now he is only at the highest level of doing whatever he wants.
The opponent is far superior to me in cultivation and Tao realm, and even the narrow black sword is a rare low-grade Taoist weapon.
How to fight this battle?
But Baimo would not give Sun Ning any chance.
His figure flashed slightly, and the ink-colored narrow sword turned into an ink-colored black dragon.
Everyone saw that Bai Mo just stabbed lightly, which seemed ordinary, but it forced Sun Ning to fly one after another, slapping his palms continuously, and they were as panicked as a bereaved dog.
Sun Ning retreats!
Back again!
He used the Void Transformation to the extreme in his life, leaping at least one hundred and sixty times in the blink of an eye, switching directions seventy-three times, but he was still trapped in the layers of sword energy.
An enemy who has cultivated a clear sword heart is actually so powerful!
His ordinary sword could cause strange fluctuations in the surrounding space, and countless sword energy and sword moves came in from all directions.
The most terrible thing is that this sword energy is weak and real, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, making it difficult to make a choice.
"Great Sky Thunder Technique!"
Accompanied by Sun Ning's roar, he shot continuously with his iron palm, and seven thunderballs burst out, turning into substantial thunder. After fierce collision with the smoke-like sword energy, the surrounding world finally became lighter.
Sun Ning jumped again and again, and after ten breaths, he felt his body lightened, and finally escaped from the attack circle created by Bai Mo's sword.
A truly powerful swordsman can form a layer upon layer of powerful sword formation-like offensive with just one move. It is by no means a simple move.
Obviously, Bai Mo, the genius who enjoys a high reputation in Pan'an City, is such a powerful swordsman.
Sun Ning landed slowly, with a calm expression and solemn eyes.
The blood and energy still churning in the chest shows how powerful the sword just was!
Even with the mystery of turning the void into stepless things, he was still unable to cope with this sword.
In other words, if Sun Ning had not transformed into Wu Bu, he would have died under this sword.
Bai Mo may not be the strongest opponent Sun Ning has ever encountered.
But the situation at this moment must be one of the most dangerous situations he has ever encountered.
"Xu Fei actually took Mr. Bai's first sword attack, but he didn't realize that he was still capable!"
"One sword is his limit! Mr. Bai has understood everything about him. With the next sword, Xu Feifei will be killed or injured!"
"What an arrogant thing! Mr. Bai, who is a saint, should be dealt with properly!"
After a confrontation, there will of course be a lot of discussion.
Bai Mo's expression was leisurely, but his words still contained clear exclamation, and he said lightly: "You can dodge my first sword so easily. Your method is really admirable! However, my seven swords, one
A sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is more powerful than a sword. Just because you can take the first sword doesn't mean you can take the second sword!"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, the ink-colored narrow sword suddenly raised. The young master with a light fur coat suddenly turned into a dazzling light. The contrast with the black sword energy spurting out around him was sharp and dazzling.
This sword is indeed much faster than before.
A huge sword energy screen, like the Yin and Yang Bagua, with clear black and white, suddenly moved towards Sun Ning, crushing it unhurriedly, and all the air around him was sucked out for a while.
Sun Ning clearly felt a cold feeling that made his hair stand on end.
Every time the huge sword curtain moved forward one foot, his whole body felt like a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and the pressure became even greater. When he turned around to see the scene, Sun Ning could not breathe.
Bai Mo's sword was unavoidable and he had no choice but to bear it!
Sun Ning let out a low roar, and forced out a powerful force from the sea of Qi, walking crazily around him in an almost self-mutilating manner.
At the same time, the purple gold broad sword struck out thirty-six swords in an instant.
These thirty-six swords include the Tai Chi Sword, the Floating Light Sword, the Nishang Feather Sword and hundreds of other swordsmanship. They are the most exquisite ones and are truly the pinnacle of Sun Ning's swordsmanship.
However, these thirty-six swords, after fighting with the huge black sword curtain, were still slowly crushed by it and disappeared. In this way, they defeated ten guilds with one force and quietly cracked it!
Bai Mo looked calm, but the light in his eyes was extremely cold.
"roll!"
Sun Ning roared angrily, and the most powerful spell, the Heavenly Thunder Technique, was cast in response. The Great Prajna Palm was shot out with a bang, the Wuxiang Tribulation Fingers shot continuously, and the cloud-turning and rain-shaking hands came one after another...
At this moment, he combined his most powerful means in a perfect way, like a master of ingenuity, and displayed it. Not only did it not feel sluggish, but its power was faintly improved.
It's like there were several Sun Nings in one moment, working together perfectly to launch several huge offensives.
This would never have been possible.
However, the Huang-level Holy Embryo is the core of all martial arts in the world. Sun Ning uses it as the cornerstone, and when he is in a hurry, he will unleash its deep-seated power.
"Rumble..."
The black and white sword curtain finally converged with all of Sun Ning's offensive. With the huge burst of true energy, Sun Ning spat out a mouthful of blood. After falling down seven to eight feet, half of the large building in Tongxin Pavilion collapsed.
In front of the door, he staggered to a halt.
But his eyes were shining with an extremely bright light, like lightning.
That was before the heavy pressure, instead of being defeated, a strong will to fight was ignited!
Bai Mo's figure remained motionless, standing on the spot, staring at Sun Ning, clearly not expecting that the opponent would still have the strength to stand upright after this sword blow, but his face remained calm and he said lightly: "Great!
You actually survived my second sword attack! But believe me, this third sword blow will teach you a profound lesson!" (To be continued)