Chapter 114: Extreme Sword Saint

The wind wolf's momentum was raised to the extreme, and I saw that around his body, the true qi was like the blood flame on Su Bai's previous body, condensed into a miserable white aura, and he was like a cannonball, a single blow could pierce a city wall of Flying Fire Meteor.

"If you survive this, when he wakes up again, you will see a whole new world." Qingsha Dao, although the situation seems to be a dead end, this big cat that is now just an ink painting is not afraid to waver, he is a killing god who has seen the bloody flow of oars and millions of corpses on earth, even if he dies, he will not have the slightest fear.

"Yes, I can only use the last straw, and I don't know how long this bottle of Buddha killing can last." At this moment, Su Bai also had a tacit understanding with the white tiger Qingsha, the spirit of seeing death as home, and the morale of a battle-hardened general.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Qingsha's eyes, and he said coldly: "Fight against the water!" ”

A picture that only Su Bai can see, and only a few people can perceive through experience, erupts from Su Bai's hands. It was a monstrous blood light, full of qi and blood like erupting magma, as if this black liquid had a temperature that could melt the body of ordinary people.

The Buddha slew it open, Su Bai drank it all without hesitation, and the blood flame that was gathered by qi and blood was rekindled, and the raging fire seemed to condense Su Bai's body into a pill. Su Bai felt as if he was in a furnace, and every part of his body transmitted the burning pain to his brain through his nerves.

"Ah......h

Su Bai roared in pain, and now he was also covered with wounds, those wounds were composed of criss-crossing cracks, as if Su Bai's body could be broken like porcelain at any time.

"There is no way out, and now you have to overcome only yourself." Qingsha's eyes also revealed a deep solemnity, "My generation will temporarily borrow your body, so that we can have the strength to fight with it." ”

After saying this, several ink-colored silk threads shot out of his pupils, which fell into Su Bai's eyes, and one person and one tiger seemed to have some unique changes because of these silk threads.

I saw that Su Bai's pupils suddenly dilated, and the next moment his spirit returned, as if he had changed a person. In that eye, there is only disregard for life, whether it is the life of others or one's own. Su Bai is like a killing god, fearless of everything, only me.

Divinity!

Su Bai's eyes opened suddenly, and there was an invisible force centered on Su Bai, rippling like ripples. The wind wolf that was rushing suddenly paused, no wind was coming, and no blades were flying, but the wind wolf was stagnant, and suddenly paused for a beat, and the momentum of the whole person also faded a lot.

But this instinctive fear was much weaker by the loss of his sanity, or he might have fled in this majesty. The wind wolf's feet exerted force again, and the blood exploded, turning into a cannonball again, but that pause, that unwanted explosion, made him break several veins in his legs.

Pictographic!

The blood on Su Bai's body coagulated again, but it did not coagulate into flesh wings, but formed a hard blood scab on the surface of the body, when the blood scab grew to an inch thick, the momentum still did not weaken, Su Bai's body became bloated under the condensation of blood flames, and his body seemed to have condensed a thick layer of armor.

Perhaps this is the will of heaven, this last bottle of Buddha killing, contains a giant elephant's spirit, inheriting the power of this blood, Su Bai, to be precise, Qing Sha borrowed Su Bai's body, with his own consciousness to condense the power of qi and blood into an armor. At the same time, while the body was suffering from the excessive qi and blood, almost tearing the body, the Qingsha also allowed Su Bai's body to absorb the reincarnation power of the Buddha's blood, and tried his best to repair the broken body.

This kind of technique of using war to nourish war, I am afraid that only the ancient god-killing white tiger in the past has this experience.

The wind wolf came in an instant, and the white true qi flames around him had burned to the extreme. His body began to spin in the air, his claws flying in the air, just as he did when he held his twin knives, and his whole body suddenly turned into a whirlwind. Even Su Bai's heart palpitated because of his mysterious actions, and a sense of crisis came to his heart.

The air seemed to pause for a second, and then the entire crematorium resounded with the piercing sound of blades. The cyclone turned into the body of the wind wolf spurted wildly, and countless wind blades flew out as if endlessly, this was already an indiscriminate wind blade shot, without caring about the surroundings, even if there were teammates around him, I am afraid that they would be swallowed by this wind dance.

The crematorium turned into a meat grinder, and the corpses of the Leopard Gang were swept into it, cut into bloody mud by the wind blade. Su Bai could only dodge in front of Teng Yuhu and the witch crow, and by the way, dragged the fainting Gaili behind him, and protected his hands in front of him.

This chaotic dance of death also opened its prelude, each wind blade is more fierce than the previous one that cut off the flesh wings, the crematorium seems to have rained, and it is like a fog, countless wind blades are intertwined, like broken raindrops, these raindrops fall on Su Bai's blood scab armor, like a hot knife into oil, that almost burned out a few inches of blood scabs formed by the Buddha's killing, and in a blink of an eye, the ice and snow melted, but the wind blade did not stop, and the wind wolf seemed to burn out all his true qi to complete the lotus flower of this death.

It's hard to understand, and it's really powerless to go back? Su Bai couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness in his heart.

"Ahh

Su Bai never thought that what finally broke through his defenses was not the wind blade flying in the sky, but a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens. The thundercloud that obscured the sky over Innocence City tonight finally made a move. A thunderbolt was like a dragon entering the sea, falling in the center of the wind wolf cyclone, the thunder sound resounded through the mountain, and the majestic thunder sound directly made Su Bai's ears, mouth and nose, flow out of a trace of blood, directly stunned Su Bai.

That thunder obviously only fell ten meters in front of him, but Yu Wei still shocked himself to the ground, and only half of his life was left. The wind wolf in the middle of the thunder turned into powder directly in the thunder.

When Su Bai and Qingsha both lost consciousness at the same time, both hands also grabbed him at the same time. On one side, it is like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, accompanied by Sanskrit sounds, and on the other hand, it is extremely sharp, but it has its own fragrance of orchid.

"I'm sorry, this child is ours, please think to yourself." The man with an incomparably sharp aura and a hideous Rakshasa mask on his face said.

"I just want to save him from the Disorderly One. But since it's the person who wants to be destroyed, I still give this face. The man with the thunder let go of Su Bai and said with a smile, "Anyway, if there is such a big commotion, someone will take care of this idle matter, and I will just pass by from here." ”

"Oh? So I misunderstood. ”

"Then don't you dare, may I ask which of the ten annihilations is your Excellency? In the Lower Heavenly Machine Camp, thunder. ”

When the hideous Rakshasa heard of this fate, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Gu Jing Wubo under the mask, and he replied: "Among the ten annihilations, it ranks sixth. ”

When the person with the thunder heard this, he was so shocked that he seemed to have seen a ghost, and he said after a long time: "It turned out to be the predecessor of the Extreme Sword Saint, and it was the junior who offended." ”

After speaking, he saluted again and said: "I heard that the Ten Annihilations are all the immortal materials of the Five Domains of the Central Emperor today, among which Xue Ding, the Sword Saint of the Six Exterminations, is the most famous, and it is really an honor to see it today." ”

The man with the Rakshasa mask waved his hand and said, "You and I have our own ways, and we are in opposing positions, so there is no need to say more, and you don't have to bow to me." I'm just here to bring these boys back, and if you don't want to cause trouble, or cause any other trouble, then leave it at that. ”

"Seniors stay." The man with a thunderbolt shouted, "Actually, as the junior said, I just passed by here and found a clue here to take a look, this boy from the White Tiger family, I can also let you take it." There is just a request, and I ask my seniors to grant it. ”

The Rakshasa Masked Man was startled again, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became dangerous.

"How did you know who this son is?" In the body of the man in the Rakshasa mask, there seemed to be countless peerless swords that were about to be unsheathed at any time.

"It's just speculation, speculation with some clues. Rest assured, this is only a private matter between me and you, and after today's events, no one will know about it. The thunderous man said, "I've only admired the name for a long time, and I want to ask you for a few tricks." ”

He made a gesture, and when he raised his head again, the thunder rolled in his pupils, and he lost his excitement and fighting spirit.

"With the previous two bows, this is the third bow, and it is really just a matter of benefiting martial arts and humbly asking for advice. We hope you will be successful. ”

"Among the seven tribulations, the sky and the wilderness are the craziest, the wilderness is wild, and you are crazy. In that case, I will return the favor to you. ”

The Rakshasa man placed Su Bai in an open space, dropped a few drops of liquid medicine in his mouth and the witch crows, and then turned into a fresh breeze and skimmed out of the city.

"The battle of Huangshaling outside the city." His voice came from the wind.

The thunder man exclaimed happily, turned into thunder, and flew out of the crematorium.

The dark clouds mixed with thunder in the sky were all gone, and the bright moon shone again, and the moonlight was still as clear as snow.