Bai Jile stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on both shoulders to stop the blood flow. The two swords just now seemed to have only caused a little superficial injury, but Bai Jile knew in his heart that the duel with the Confucian Sage that day was already a serious one.
His vitality was damaged and he couldn't hold on for much longer. He sighed softly: "That's all."
Xie Yuling asked Su Baiyi in a low voice: "Su Baiyi, what other tricks do you have?"
"One move determines the outcome." Su Baiyi suddenly put the cicada-wing knife back into its sheath, and then leaned over slightly.
Nangong Xi'er was stunned: "This posture is..."
"Senior sister!" Su Baiyi shouted in a low voice.
"Xie Yuling, use Flower Ash Fall again." Nangong Xi'er immediately understood, "I have a sword move that can attack with you."
"Okay!" Xie Yuling heard the words and immediately jumped up. The flowers withered and the ashes fell! This time he was not confident that he could still hit Bai Jile, but he was confident that this sword was better than the one just now.
One sword can be stronger!
"Letting you live will indeed become a big trouble in the future." Bai Jile turned sideways to avoid Xie Yuling's long sword, then stretched out a finger, but hit the sword as white as jade.
On the sword.
"The passing water sword technique, the tide is born." Nangong Xi'er swung his sword. This sword is the strongest form of the passing water sword technique that Nangong Xi'er has learned. After swinging the sword, the sword energy will rise one level.
Then one layer surged forward, and there were five layers in total. Each layer was several times the strength of the previous sword energy. In the end, the surging true energy could tear the opponent's entire body apart.
The sword of the good man touched Bai Ji Le's chest.
Nangong Xi'er's face showed pain. This sword can kill people, and it also has extremely strong backlash.
Bai Ji Le suddenly turned his fingers into palms and grasped the Beloved Sword. He said sternly: "Nangong Xi'er, the remnant of the Demon Sect, should be killed by those who are on the right path when they see him!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked. This stunning woman who claimed to be from the academy turned out to be a remnant of the Demon Sect.
"I am the daughter of Nangong Yuwen, the second sect leader of the Tianmen Holy Sect, why did I come to the Demon Sect? You are the remnant!" Nangong Xi'er said angrily.
At this time, a sword flashed.
Bai Jile's pupils opened slightly, and the palm that tightly held the sword loosened. Nangong Xi'er got the opportunity to get out of the way immediately.
Su Baiyi had already landed behind Bai Ji Le with the Cicada Wing Knife. The Cicada Wing Knife was stained with a hint of crimson. He smiled and said, "Using a knife to practice swordsmanship is not bad at all."
Feng Yuhan, Feng Yuli, Feng Wan'er, Mu Bei and Liu Duohan were all shocked. They all saw Su Baiyi's sword. At that moment, the figure of the young man in white was the same as that of that year.
The figures of Feng Liu Tian Xia actually overlapped.
"It's so similar, so similar." Feng Wan'er admired and shook her head.
Feng Yuhan was a little dumbfounded: "Is this... smoke and mirrors?"
Su Baiyi smiled at Feng Yuhan and said, "Thanks to Sect Master Feng's internal strength, I just made this knife, I think..."
"It's not even close." A cold voice suddenly sounded.
Su Baiyi tensed up again, turned around immediately, and tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.
Bai Jile turned around slowly: "It's not all smoke and mirrors, otherwise the knife just now was really enough to seriously hurt me."
Su Baiyi looked at Bai Jile, who seemed to be in no serious condition, and felt helpless: "This Lord Bai is really hard-hitting."
Bai Jile touched the wound on his waist and saw that the white clothes on his body were stained with blood in several places. He frowned slightly and then lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot.
Murderous rage rises!
"Jiang Li, stop him." Feng Yuhan whispered.
When the young sword king heard the sound, he immediately ducked in the direction of Su Baiyi, but it was already too late. Bai Jile got in front of Su Baiyi faster than him, and then punched him. Su Baiyi hurriedly swung his knife to stop him, but Bai Jile's fist hit him.
When he reached the cicada-wing knife, he smashed the cicada-wing knife to pieces in an instant, and then kicked Su Baiyi away with a violent kick.
Jiang Li hurriedly turned around and met Bai Jile's eyes, but as soon as he met those eyes, Jiang Li was struck by lightning. The hand holding the knife was as heavy as a stone, and he couldn't even pull out the knife. He was so young.
He is revered as the King of Swords and has fought against countless masters in the past, but this is the first time he has seen one with such strong murderous intent.
Bai Jile ignored him, glanced at him and quickly passed by him, came to Nangong Xi'er and Xie Yuling, punched out both fists, and knocked them away. Nangong Xi'er and
Xie Yuling fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. All the energy in his body was defeated by Bai Ji Le's punch just now, and he had no strength to fight anymore.
"This is the true strength of Tiangong's Hand." Feng Yuhan sighed softly. This was the most powerless moment he had ever encountered in his life.
Bai Jile stopped and looked at Nangong Xi'er who fell on the ground, with a cold light in his eyes.
Feng Zuojun suddenly said at this moment: "It seems you have to rely on me in the end."
Feng Ling frowned: "Are you crazy? You just went up there to die."
"I still have a trump card." Feng Zuojun jumped up and came to Su Baiyi's side.
Su Baiyi stared at Bai Jile's back at this moment, fearing that he would attack his senior sister. When he saw Feng Zuojun coming, he was a little puzzled: "Senior Brother Feng."
"Junior Brother Su, do you have any other useless moves?" Feng Zuojun asked.
Su Baiyi smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, it's really gone now."
"No, you still have it." Feng Zuojun shook his head.
Su Baiyi was stunned: "Senior brother, what are you talking about?"
Feng Zuojun took out a flying arrow from his arms: "Junior Brother Su, do you know what this is?"
"This is." Su Baiyi recalled, "That time in the academy, that subordinate of yours plotted against me with flying arrows? You want to use a hidden weapon against Bai Ji Le? It's useless, right?"
"It was smeared with Sleeping Bone Incense. When I left the academy, I asked Xu Zhe for a bottle." Feng Zuojun said quietly.
Su Baiyi was still puzzled: "What do you mean, senior brother?"
"I'm offended." Feng Zuojun inserted the arrow into Su Baiyi's butt.
"Senior brother, you..." Su Baiyi pointed at Feng Zuojun and wanted to speak, but he fainted just halfway through speaking.
"Zuo Jun, what are you doing!" Feng Yuhan said loudly.
Bai Jile also turned around, looked at Feng Zuojun's movements, and narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he meant.
Feng Zuojun pointed at Bai Jile and said proudly: "Hahahahahaha, you Bai Jile are dead! You are finished! Do you know?" When Feng Zuojun pointed at Bai Jile and scolded him, beside him,
Su Baiyi, who had fainted on the ground, quietly stood up, his eyes red and unable to see anything.
"You're just waiting to be beaten -" Feng Zuojun shouted.
With a "pop" sound, Su Baiyi slapped Feng Zuojun on the head and knocked him away.
Feng Zuojun fell to the ground and spat out the next few words: "Be beaten to death..."
Bai Jile looked at Su Baiyi in front of him, his expression slowly becoming serious.
Su Baiyi also looked at Bai Jile, and after looking at him for a long time, he suddenly grinned.