As soon as Bai Ran entered, he found that the monks of the Thousand were all on the ground, each one a foot apart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Boom!"

It was also at this time that a monk began to launch an offensive in an instant, Bai Ran's reaction was not slow, and he was the first person to make a move, the Gangfeng Sword Technique was launched in a big way, and the sword was raised to thousands of sword lights, and a road was opened like a torrential rain.

"Rub, who is this, so violent?"

"It seems to be Taigangfeng white dyeing."

Bang!

The speed of white dyeing was so fast that he had no friends, and the second step had been stepped out, and in an instant, he soared to the extreme speed of Zhuji, and disappeared in a flash, leaving the battle scene in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, there are also peripheral sword cultivators, who are very clever, and they also begin to flee from the sword.

"Why are they fleeing, killing, killing!"

"Stupid, this is called sitting on the fisherman's profit, and when everyone is disabled, it will automatically enter within 100."

Indeed, the rules do not say that there is a fighting range, that is, the battle arena is arbitrary, so Bai Ran figured this out at the first time, and used the Rainstorm Sword to open the way, and at the same time speed up to the extreme, leaving the scene without wasting time, and at the same time, it can also drive a group of people to escape and delay time.

It is also in line with Bai Ran's thoughts, more and more people on the periphery are fleeing from the scene of the war, no one wants to be Ma Daha, and the sword cultivator who was surrounded in the center is also unwilling, using swordsmanship to quickly get out of the siege, and some are extremely murderous, and they continue to release the cold sword in the process of escaping, so that those people are instantly crippled and half dead, and have to abstain.

"You see, you thief is very slippery, the first one ran far away, and you have extreme speed in the later stage of foundation building, and you are young and promising."

On the first sword peak, the third child joked at the old way of the sword eyebrow.

"It's okay, so that everyone escapes, that is, hide and seek, and it will take more than ten days until the audition is over, just enough time for Bai Ran to find the ancestor." Fourth, he said this, and the mystery was revealed at a glance.

When the old man heard this, his eyes were faint, but he didn't speak.

Everyone saw that Jian Taifeng didn't speak, so they didn't ridicule much, and looked at the other Tianjiao picture.

On the other side, Shirazen finally escaped from the battle area and threw farther and farther away, while also sweeping his eyes around, looking for a windless place.

In this piece of Ten Thousand Swords Secret Realm, there are broken swords inserted everywhere in the yellow earth, wisps of sword qi gushing into the sky from time to time, and some rush over, hitting the white-dyed Gangfeng layer, blowing out a white mark.

Ding Ding Ding.

There were a few more sword qi vertical and horizontal, brushing through the white-dyed Gangfeng protective body, and rubbing out the white marks.

As far as the eye could see, there was a flowing sword qi everywhere, and there was no windless place at all as the master said.

Bai Dye Imperial Sword walked, swept across quickly, searched everywhere in the secret realm of ten thousand swords, and even came to the final place of trial - the copy sword tablet.

Looking at this big place, Bai Ran frowned slightly in his heart, he calculated all the way in his heart, and found no clues, and most of the places were filled with sword qi, if he wanted to find a windless place, unless his consciousness infiltrated into the wind, felt the end of the wind, and his consciousness ......

Bai Ran's heart flashed, it turned out that the so-called windless land was like this, and the meaning of Jian Taifeng Master Venerable was to use the Gangfeng Sword Technique to comprehend the wind of the entire world.

It was also at this time that the first sword peak was on the small pavilion.

"This white dye has been looking for a few days like a headless fly, what's the use, the old ancestor can't find it by running all over the map." The third said with a smile.

"It's hard, you can only find it if you cultivate your own exercises to the depths, like him, alas, no." The fourth said the same.

"What do you say, Old Five?"

Jian Taifeng was silent, his eyes were flat, and it seemed that the old god was there.

"Look, what is Bai Dye doing, feeling the wind?" At this time, Dao Gu also spoke, and with sharp eyes, she noticed the details, and saw that Bai Ran had closed her eyes, and the sword qi around her was actually distorted.

"It's ......"

On the other side, Bai Ran's mind sank into the sword technique, and the second layer was running rapidly, and a faint sword intent of destroying the heavens and the earth was filled in his heart.

This qi penetrated the center of the eyebrows, and that wonderful sense of perception suddenly appeared, as if the sound of the sword beating could be heard, and the chant of the wind, and the consciousness extended to infinity, spreading with the wind.

This ancient exercise, in the hands of Bai Zhan, glows with great power, which is a means far beyond Bai Zhan's current strength, and even stronger than the foundation building divine sense.

Bai Ran listened farther and farther, the sound of those sword sounds, the sound of the traces of sword qi in the air, and the sound of some monks' swords, seemed to be getting wider and wider, and hundreds of millions of voices merged into his mind.

The talisman operation was calculated by brushing and sifting one by one, and gradually the white dye found the end of the wind.

Brush!

Bai Ran's body moved, and he turned into a sharp sword, piercing the sky, two hundred zhang in an instant, and crushing the air with a bang.

Half a day later, just as the rumble sounded, a Gangfeng sword qi came over.

Bai Ran's eyes narrowed, and he saw the sky-destroying boy and Ziche Ye Shuo.

"Bai Dye is coming!"

This mediocre-looking Ziche Ye Shuo looked angry, and a huge sword light swept incomparably thick.

Looking at this sword light, it seems to be the highest combat power of the first layer of sword techniques, and it seems that this person's comprehension ability is also quite strong, but Bai Ran didn't care, raised his hand and pointed at the sword, and a sword light slashed over, only to see a small sword light, but it can shatter the thick sword light!

Rumble!

On the other side, the sky-destroying boy dragged even more, not using the Gangfeng sword technique, but another swordsmanship, the bright sword in his hand became dazzling, turning into a bright light, cutting through the heavens and the earth, the speed was unbelievably fast, it was even faster than the white dye's foundation building speed, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed the white dye's Gangfeng body protection layer.

Bang!

The fierce Gangfeng layer, banging, exploded violently, and the bright sword was even more powerful than Ziche Yeshuo, breaking a huge opening, and there was a sound of hitting the copper wall and iron wall, it turned out to be the body of the white-dyed thunder robber.

With a pop, Bai Dye suddenly changed color, but he didn't expect this bright sword to be so strong, and it went three inches deep again, breaking into the abdominal muscles.

"Haha, I didn't expect it, Bai Ran, your focus has always been on my little brother, but I didn't expect my sword to be sharper." The sky-destroying young man in white jacquard silk laughed arrogantly, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the murderous intent hidden in his eyes was completely exposed.

Younger brother?

Sounds a little messy, he calls that Che Yeshuo his little brother?

Bai Ran temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, the pain was to death, and this person was extremely ruthless, and the bright sword in his abdomen kept exerting force, advancing layer by layer.

Looking at that murderous look again, Bai Ran knew that this was a mad dog, which had lost his mind, full of hatred, and had been suppressed until now, and when it finally broke out, the hatred had changed qualitatively, and there was only transgression and forcible killing in his eyes.

"Slash!"

It was also at this moment that the ordinary-looking young man flashed on Bai Zhan's head, the long sword trembled wildly, and the huge and thick Gangfeng sword light was like a note, and it blasted towards Bai Ran's neck in an instant.

"Die!"

There is also the young man who destroys the sky, with a hideous face, while urging the bright sword, he also approached, his right hand was opened, the skin between his fingers turned purple, and the poisonous hand full of pus stretched out to the white neck, trying to lock the throat with a palm and poison him. (To be continued.) )