"Senior sister." Su Baiyi rushed forward to help Nangong Xi'er, but the explosion was far from over. A second wave of huge impact hit them again. Su Baiyi used all his energy to force himself in front, and soon
Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth soon.
"Leave me alone." Nangong Xi'er's voice was breathless, as if she had been seriously injured.
"Senior sister, let me put it in your words." Su Baiyi stretched out a palm, "What are you afraid of?" He held Nangong Xi'er and slid ten feet away under the impact of the impact, leaving a trace on the ground.
A long ravine, but the impact has not weakened at all.
Feng Zuojun and others had already retreated outside the long street. At this time, they turned around and found that Nangong Xi'er and Su Baiyi had not escaped yet. Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling immediately wanted to rush forward, but were held down by the man in Qingyi.
Holding his shoulders: "Even if you two are added to it, it won't help."
Priest Xue said in a deep voice: "Indeed, but if that girl hadn't waved her sword to defend you just now, you wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Even if you die, you have to try. We can't let Senior Sister and Su Baiyi just wait to die!" Feng Zuojun broke away from the man in Qingyi's hand and was about to move forward when he saw that an old man with white hair had fallen into Su Baiyi's hands.
around.
"Boy, in this generation of the Su family, I think you are the only one who still has some talent. Don't die here today." Su Jian landed next to Su Baiyi and waved a palm in front of him.
Although the powerful impact still showed no intention of slowing down, Su Baiyi obviously felt that the burden on his body was much lighter. He smiled and said: "With the ancestors sitting in charge, naturally we are not afraid."
"Don't say that I have no strength after the battle just now, but even when I was at my peak, I didn't dare to block the momentum of the explosion of sorrow between heaven and earth. You can take your senior sister and leave, I will block it for you for a while
." Su Jian said slowly.
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Su Jian meant. He wanted to sacrifice himself in exchange for the lives of Su Baiyi and Nangong Xi'er. He was moved in his heart, but he still joked: "Old ancestor, you are the devil.
This kind of self-sacrifice for others is really a bit strange when it comes to you..."
Sweat was already forming on Su Jian's forehead. He smiled and cursed: "Get out of here, you stinky boy. Stop talking nonsense here."
"Ancestor, when I work, I only advance, never retreat." Su Baiyi raised his head and said.
"You can just move forward without retreating, but the beauty in your arms is probably going to die!" Su Jian shouted.
Su Baiyi hurriedly looked at Nangong Xi'er in his arms and found that she had fainted. He hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "Those people in Fushengzuimenglou, aren't you going to take me away? If I die in a while,
Is there any use for you to ask for my body? Why don’t you come down quickly to help! If you don’t come down, I will——”
"You are very smart." Bailong landed next to Su Baiyi and waved his palm forward, "You know how to take advantage of the situation. No wonder the host values ​​you so much."
Su Baiyi glanced at him: "By the way, you must take me away?"
Bai Long nodded: "I can't disobey the landlord's order."
"Brother." Bai He also came to their side holding a sword.
"Take him away first." Bailong said solemnly.
Su Baiyi didn't expect Bai Long to block the momentum for her, but let Bai He attack her. In desperation, he pulled out the Jun Yu Sword with his left hand.
"With your sword skills, you still want to fight me?" Bai He thrust his sword at Su Baiyi.
Su Baiyi did not hesitate and directly used the swordsmanship in the Immortal Scroll.
When he faced Ning Qingcheng in Shanglin Tiangong that day, he realized something: the swordsmanship in the secret scroll given to him by Jimo Huaxue was the most powerful martial arts in his hands. So during the period when he was held hostage by Su Jian
Here, he often secretly opened the secret scroll. But strangely enough, every time he read the secret scroll, he would be in a trance, and a figure practicing swordsmanship on the top of the snow-capped mountains would appear in his mind. Every time
It feels like a dream, and I will be inexplicably moved after waking up. And my understanding of the sword technique has made great progress every time.
A blast of frost and cold air struck the white crane as the Junyu Sword thrust out.
Although he had rehearsed the sword technique countless times in his mind, this was his first real attack after leaving Shanglin Tiangong.
Bai He's long sword clashed with Jun Yu's sword, and he looked horrified. The frosty sword energy directly covered his long sword. The biting cold seemed to freeze him instantly. Even if he was as proud as he was, he immediately made a move.
Made a decision.
Withdraw the sword!
Bai He abandoned his sword and rushed back.
The Yuhe Sword, which was covered by the frosty sword energy, instantly turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
Su Baiyi waved the long sword in his hand again, and the long sword rolled up a blast of frost and cold energy and headed towards Bai He. No matter how fast Bai He's movement was, he had already retreated to the eaves, but he still could not completely avoid the sword energy.
.The entire roof was frozen in an instant. Bai He lowered his head and saw that his gown was already covered with frost. If he had been a step slower just now, he would have left at least one arm.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Bai Long frowned.
"Of course it's what you've always wanted, the swordsmanship in the Immortal Book!" Su Baiyi said proudly.
Su Jian looked at Su Baiyi seriously and said, "You lied to me?"
Su Baiyi was confused: "Why did I lie to you?"
"This is not the swordsmanship in the immortal book." Su Jian said solemnly.
"What?" Su Baiyi sheathed her sword, "This is the sword manual given to me by my second sister-in-law, Jimo Huaxue."
"I'm going to believe you didn't lie to me." Su Jian looked ahead, "The most urgent task now is to get rid of this damn mask."
Su Baiyi nodded. He had never thought that the power of the swordsmanship could be so terrifying. He immediately began to swing his sword crazily in front of him, hitting the frosty sword energy one after another, and actually knocked out the invisible force.
The impact was frozen. Su Jian and Bai Long, who could no longer hold on, breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Zuojun and others in the distance were stunned. Feng Zuojun asked in confusion: "When did Su Baiyi practice such powerful martial arts?"
Priest Xue narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Sword of North Kunlun?"
"Give it all to me, freeze it!" Su Baiyi swung the sword for the last time, and finally wiped out the impact. Finally, he inserted the Junyu Sword on the ground and breathed heavily, "It's done - it's done.
"
"Xingguan!" Bailong shouted.
Su Jian turned around and struck Bai Long with a palm. The two of them collided with each other and took three steps back at the same time.
The seven star officials immediately jumped down, but were beaten back by seven masks.
"You have ruined the world and shared the sorrow. Give me your life today!" Priest Xue stopped in front of Su Baiyi.
Su Jian said in a deep voice: "Pick up your senior sister and let's leave here."
Chapter completed!