"Arrogance! dare to speak like this to Bai Gongzi!"

"Don't be polite, smash his mouth, knock out his teeth, and let him know that he is powerful!"

"What kind of thing is he, Xu Fei, who dares to speak like this to a saint?"

"This kid is so inflated that he doesn't deserve to lift Bai Gongzi's shoes!"

......

All kinds of angry and insulting voices suddenly swarmed in, and the crowd suddenly seemed to have exploded.

Sun Ning's words made them feel that the idol in their minds had been insulted, and they were all the same enemy and filled with righteous indignation.

In the depths of Bai Mo's gaze, there was a touch of pride. This situation obviously made him very satisfied and proud.

It takes a lot of skill to attract the continued obsession of avid fans.

Bai Mo still acted as a light and breezy look, tolerant and humble, and said quietly: "If you want to say that, I don't need to refute it......"

Speaking of this, he looked Sun Ning up and down, as if he was weighing the strength of his opponent, and he should show a few successes, proudly and highly. But in the eyes of the onlookers, there were bursts of amazement, and they only felt that this was a great saint and a peerless genius.

"Xu Gongzi is famous, and I don't want to treat him lightly!Then take me Seven Swords!" Bai Mo smiled and said: "After the Seven Swords, as long as you can still stand on the ground, even if I lose!"

If you don't want to treat it lightly, is it the Seven Swords?

If you rely on your real strength, can't you even catch a sword or two?

With such a strong confidence, it is no longer self-confidence, but conceit.

But thousands of onlookers just ate him, and they only felt that this kind of arrogant and arrogant words were said by Bai Mo, which was so natural.

The White Stone City Lord and Bai Ling stood aside, both with deep pride on their faces, and the performance of their son and brother made them feel a strong sense of pride.

Sun Ning lowered his head slightly, smiled slightly, quietly looked at the white desert with a long coat that flew slightly, and said, "What about Caitou? If you lose, what should you do?"

Not surprisingly, this kind of rhetoric that only says what kind of words others want to lose, and provokes crazy abuse from brainless fans.

In other people's home field, speaking and doing things will be under huge pressure.

Sun Ning didn't care.

Bai Mo smiled and said: "I only want a fair and just competition, so I naturally go all out." If you can't defeat you within the Seven Swords, what you want to do with it, listen to you! As for you, if you lose, I will definitely not embarrass you again!"

And the people began to praise him again for his generosity.

But no one knew that Bai Mo had already made up his mind, and among the seven swords, he would take Sun Ning's life!

Boom!

The Langya rod turned into a broadsword with a purple-gold body and a width of four fingers. Sun Ning's long sword slowly came out of its sheath, and the purple lightning-like sword transformation began to quietly disperse. His voice seemed to be more indifferent and ruthless than the sword light: "Very good! Then I will take your seven swords!"

In the depths of Bai Mo's eyes, there was a faint hint of excitement.

A narrow sword as black as graphite and no more than two fingers wide is now in his hand, and the long sword is unsheathed, like the unbridled ink in a landscape painting, which is wonderful and unpredictable.

The crowd roared in amazement.

They clearly felt that Bai Mo suddenly disappeared at this moment, and he seemed to be incarnated in the endless sword light, sword shadow, sword qi, and sword flower, and it was no longer possible to spy on the truth.

But the terrifying pressure emanating from the battle circle made the onlookers feel a sense of horror that the short-haired blade was gently slamming the delicate skin.

Sima Changfeng frowned deeply, and said secretly: "Bai Mo, this kid is really powerful! Last year, he was only at the highest level of doing whatever he wanted, and in such a short period of time, he reached the realm of sword heart penetration! The realm of sword dao is so high, let alone seven swords, I'm afraid that Sun Ning's little mongrel won't even be able to catch a sword!"

Kenshin is clear!

At the moment when Bai Mo drew his sword, Sun Ning, who was also a kendo master, saw at a glance the terrifying attainments and profound realm of the other party in swordsmanship, and his heart suddenly palpitated.

It is no wonder that Bai Mo is in the realm of the Divine Sea, and he has such a terrifying cultivation and aura.

It's no wonder that he would use the Seven Swords against himself.

Now it seems that it is difficult for me to catch even one sword, let alone seven swords.

The five realms of the sword, do as you like, the sword heart is clear, the human sword is one, the sword enters the way, the decay is magical, every time you reach a heavy, you can comprehend the true meaning of infinite swordsmanship, spy on the mystery of the heavenly way, and cultivate by leaps and bounds, pulling ordinary beings far behind.

These five realms, to reach any of them, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

Because of this, apart from a realm, the power of swordsmanship displayed is different from cloud and mud.

Sun Ning has been cultivating for a long time, and he has extraordinary attainments in the way of the sword or the entire Dao realm, but now he is only at the top of what he wants.

The opponent is far superior to himself in cultivation and Dao realm, and even the ink-colored narrow sword is a rare low-grade Dao weapon.

How to fight this battle?

But Bai Mo would not give Sun Ning any chance.

His figure flashed slightly, and the ink-colored narrow sword had turned into an ink-colored black dragon.

Everyone saw that Bai Mo just stabbed lightly, which seemed to be unremarkable, but forced Sun Ning to fly one after another, clapping his palms continuously, panicking like a lost dog.

Sun Ning retreats!

Retreat!

He used the Void Transformation to the extreme of his life, leaping at least one hundred and sixty times in the blink of an eye, exchanging seventy-three directions, but he was still trapped in layers of sword qi.

An enemy who has cultivated a sword heart is so powerful!

His ordinary sword was able to cause strange fluctuations in the surrounding space, and countless sword qi and sword moves poured into the air.

The most terrible thing is that this sword qi is false and real, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, making it difficult to choose.

"Great Heavenly Thunder Technique!"

With Sun Ning's roar, he slapped his iron palm continuously, and seven thunder balls burst out, turning into thunder like substance, and after the fierce collision with the sword qi like smoke and dust, the surrounding heaven and earth were finally light.

Sun Ning leaped one after another, and after ten full breaths, he felt that his body was light, and only then did he completely escape from the attack circle generated by Bai Mo's sword.

A truly powerful swordsman only needs one style to form a layered, powerful attack like a sword formation, and it is by no means a simple one-move.

Obviously, this genius Bai Mo, who had a high reputation in Pan'an City, was such a powerful swordsman.

Sun Ning landed slowly, his expression calm, and his eyes were solemn.

The qi and blood that were still churning in the chest cavity showed how powerful Fang Cai's sword was!

With the subtlety of the void and no step, the sword is still not enough.

In other words, if Sun Ning had not voided and had no step, he would have died under this sword.

Bai Mo may not be the most formidable opponent Sun Ning has ever faced.

But the situation at this moment must be one of the most dangerous situations he has ever encountered.

"Xu Fei actually took Bai Gongzi's first sword, but he didn't see that he still had some ability!"

"One sword, that's his limit! Bai Gongzi has already understood everything about him, and under the next sword, Xu Fei will either die or be injured!"

"Arrogant things! should let Bai Gongzi, who is a saint, take care of it!"

After a confrontation, of course, there is no shortage of gossip.

Bai Mo's expression was leisurely, but there was still a clear exclamation in his words, and he said lightly: "You can dodge my first sword so easily, your methods are really admirable! However, my seven swords, one sword is faster than one sword, one sword is more powerful than one sword, you can take the first sword, it doesn't mean that this second sword can still be taken!"

Swish!

Before the words fell, the ink-colored narrow sword suddenly raised. The son with a light fur belt suddenly turned into a dazzling light, and the black sword qi gushing out around him was in stark contrast and dazzling.

This sword is indeed much faster than Fang Cai.

A huge sword aura light curtain that was like yin and yang gossip, black and white, suddenly rushed towards Sun Ning, and all the surrounding air was evacuated for a while.

Sun Ning clearly felt a chilling cold feeling.

Every time the huge sword curtain moved forward, the whole body was like pressing a mountain, and the pressure was huge. In the blink of an eye, Sun Ning was breathless.

Bai Mo's sword is unavoidable, and he can only carry it!

Sun Ning let out a low roar, urging a strong force from the sea of qi, and walked wildly around him in a way that was almost self-harming.

At the same time, the purple gold broadsword was fierce, and thirty-six swords were slashed out in an instant.

These thirty-six swords, including the Taiji Sword, the Floating Light Glimpse Sword, the Nishang Feather Sword, and other hundreds of swordsmanship, are 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, and they were quietly cracked with the momentum of descending ten meetings with one force!

Bai Mo's expression was calm, but the brilliance in his eyes was already extremely cold.

"Get out!"

Sun Ning roared angrily, and the strongest spell, the Great Heavenly Thunder Technique, was cast in response, and the big palm was slammed out, and the fingers of the Phaseless Tribulation shot out again and again, and the clouds and rain hands also followed......

At this moment, he combined the most powerful means of this body in a perfect way, like a master of ingenuity, and unleashed it, not only did he not feel sluggish, but the power was faintly increased.

This is like an instant, there are several Sun Ning, with flawless performance of several huge offensives.

This would have been impossible.

However, the yellow-level holy fetus is the core of all martial arts in the world, and Sun Ning uses it as the cornerstone, and in a hurry, he will be able to exert its deep power.

"Boom ......"

The black and white sword curtain finally completely converged with all of Sun Ning's attacks, accompanied by the huge True Yuan Qi soaring, Sun Ning spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and after the whole person was planted upside down, he staggered and stopped in front of the gate of Tongxin Pavilion that had collapsed half of it.

But his eyes shone with an incomparably bright light, like lightning.

It was before the heavy pressure, not only was it not defeated, but it burned with a strong fighting spirit!

Bai Mo's figure did not move at all, standing in place, staring at Sun Ning, clearly not expecting that the other party still had the strength to stand upright behind this sword, but his face was silent, and he said lightly: "Great! Even my second sword did not fall! However, believe me, this third sword, one will give you a profound lesson!"