On a private jet flying from Sanssouci Island to Huaxia Dijing.

"Since the sea area near Sanssouci Island has long been controlled by Ning Tao, how did you and Yun Yao come to Sanssouci Island?"

Bai Zimu looked at Lu Shenyan and asked.

"After I rescued Yun Yao, I thought that with the strength of the two of us, I could turn the situation of the Yun family around. That night, Yun Yao and I sneaked into Yun Sanwan's residence and wanted to kill this old thief! Unexpectedly, that old thief also had a stand-in, and what we killed was actually only his stand-in!"

"We fell for the tricks of the old thief and were almost caught. When Yun Yao's parents learned about this, they rushed over. The old thief saw that Yun Yao was not dead, and tried to kill people. ”

"The old thief is powerful, and we are invincible. After fighting and retreating, we retreated to Yun Yao's house. Yun Yao's father wrote the letter, instructing Yun Yao to go to Sanssouci Island for help and give the letter to Shangguan Ling'er. ”

"We escaped from the Yun family overnight, ran to the dock, and heard that a cruise ship was about to set sail for Sanssouci Island, so we secretly got on the cruise ship and came to Sanssouci Island. ”

Lu Shenyan explained.

As for what Ning Tao controlled the sea area, Lu Shenyan didn't know at all.

Shangguan Ling'er saw that Bai Zimu was still confused, so he explained simply: "There are tens of thousands of tourists who come and go back to Sanssouci Island every day, even Ning Tao can't control it. I think he should recognize the ship and not the person. Ordinary cruise ships, he won't care. He did this because he didn't want to get caught in the net. If he couldn't control it, then he would rather destroy this sect. ”

"I see. ”

Now, Bai Zimu understood.

"But the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. Forty-eight spiritual realms and three million troops, it seems that this 'military extermination operation' is bound to be won by all spiritual domains! There are only two results in this battle. Either the martial arts will reign in the world from now on, or there will be no martial arts from now on!"

Shangguan Ling'er said.

Which result it is, it depends on Su Ye.

......

That night, Shen Ruoxi followed Su Ye back to his room together.

So many things have happened, and the most upset person is still Su Ye.

At times like these, it's always good to have someone by your side. Otherwise, Su Ye wouldn't have invited her for a walk.

Perhaps, that's what she meant by keeping her.

Shen Ruoxi also wanted to accompany him and accompany him through the most difficult moments.

This kind of companionship is purely a comfort to the soul.

So, after taking a bath, the two shared the same bed, and Su Ye didn't touch her, but just hugged her in his arms and fell asleep.

......

The next day, the 8th Global Sect Ranking Tournament finally ushered in the last round of the finals, Su Ye vs. Shangguan Baifeng!

This game has been long-awaited by everyone!

Last night the wind blew silently, and everyone didn't notice that a terrible nightmare was coming!

At the scene, the cheers continued.

Sanssouci Island is bustling.

On the docks, people come and go.

On the Vermilion Bird Seat, there was only Shen Ruoxi, on the Qinglong Table, there was only Fang Yunxi, on the White Tiger Seat, the Shen family furniture was there, and on the Xuanwu Table, there was no one.

"What about them?"

Shangguan Baifeng asked lightly.

The sword in his hand was sharp, and it was obvious that this man had murderous intentions.

"They're all lying in my bed. Last night, they were all too tired. It is also the eldest lady of the Shen family who is energetic and can withstand it. ”

Su Ye replied lightly.

Since you want to act, let's act realistically.

If that's the case, no matter how high your cultivation is, you'll have to hold on to the wall to get out!"

Shangguan Baifeng shouted coldly.

"Hmph, what you can't do doesn't mean I can't do it. No diamonds, no porcelain work. Since I dare to accept it, it won't be me who goes out with my hands on the wall!"

Su Ye snorted coldly.

When Shangguan Baifeng heard this, his face sank, and he waved his sword and pointed at Su Ye and shouted: "Don't give me the advantage of your tongue here!"

"Bai Feng, with my cultivation today, why do I need to use a sword to deal with you?"

Su Ye smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand, palm facing outward, and faced Shangguan Baifeng.

After an instant, a white Lian flew out from the palm of his hand, like a white dragon, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and flew to Shangguan Bai Feng.

Shangguan Baifeng swung his sword to block it, but unexpectedly, he was knocked out hundreds of meters away.

"Su Ye!"

There was ice in his eyes.

After the battle in the forbidden land of the Bai family outside the imperial capital, he revisited his hometown and returned to the "path of Shura".

......

Streets and alleys that no one cares about.

Countless corpses poured down.

There was only one wound on the bodies, in the throat.

"The blood-stained path, the slit between life and death, is called the 'path of asura'. ”

Ahead, there is a deep jungle road.

In the depths of the dense forest, the light transmission is extremely poor, and even if the bright moonlight shines down, it also becomes a faint light.

It was dark and ghostly, and the blood spoke of cruelty.

An old man stood here.

Seeing Shangguan Baifeng coming with his sword raised, he sighed: "Young man, going further is the way of Shura." There is no end to the path of asura. Life or death. Have you figured it out?"

"I've been here twenty-five years ago. ”

After that, he ignored the old man and continued to move forward.

"Twenty-five years ago?"

The old man muttered, and suddenly, he suddenly widened a pair of cloudy eyes, stared at the front desperately, and exclaimed, "Are you Shangguan Baifeng?"

As everyone knows, when the old man said this, Shangguan Baifeng had already disappeared into the increasingly dim Shura Dao.

"It's ironic that the Shura's keeper turned out to be a blind man. ”

The way of Shura, if you don't become a Shura, you will become a ghost.

Countless people have died here.

There are outlaws who have nowhere to escape, there are battle maniacs who want to become stronger, there are perverts who are addicted to the thrill of killing, and there are avengers who do not hesitate to gamble their lives for honor, for faith, and for what they want to protect!

Shangguan Baifeng stepped on the road paved with white bones.

Here, too many people have died, and grievances are full of grievances.

Fortunately, most of the people who died here were unconcerned.

It's a pity that these people are born unlucky, or like Shangguan Baifeng, who was born lucky but unlucky.

Shura, to kill life, is also to kill people.

Twenty-five years ago, Shangguan Baifeng came here, and he slaughtered all directions, and shocked Shura.

Now, twenty-five years later, I don't know if anyone still remembers that young man.

Keep going.

There was a sound of fighting not far away, and listening to the sound, there were twenty-four people in total, including seventeen men and seven women.

The women did not participate in the fighting, and it seems that the most common "women's battle" here is.

The way of Shura is a world of the jungle.

The strong can have several women at the same time, and the weak do not deserve to have women.

The women here also worship the strong and hate the weak.

For the man they liked was killed, from then on, they didn't mind spending the Spring Festival with the murderer, but enjoyed it.