Because there are enough of them, and the steps are neat enough, the steps come like a dull thunder, and they come quietly.

Su Yu was standing on a mountain cliff, and his line of sight was far enough, so he could see enough.

Like a black curtain, slowly opening from the end of the sky, thinking about the direction of the green cliff, as the distance got closer and closer, the cold spear, the armor that emitted cold light, and the dozen different chariots mixed in it, also gradually appeared in sight.

The young general did not leave, but just stood more than ten meters behind Su Yu, and those soldiers had been scattered by Su Yu and retreated to Qingxia long ago.

Approaching, Su Yu and Mo Shanshan on the high ground also gradually fell into, and in the perception of those cultivators, some people were puzzled, some people laughed, and some people pondered and were silent.

Puzzled is the identity of the two, ridiculed is their inadequacy, Qingxia has long been in vain, the decline of the military department of the Tang State They have already learned according to the spies, vainly trying to block the progress of tens of thousands of Xiling troops with the strength of a few people, this mantis arm blocks the car from time to time, and from time to time does not measure what the device is.

And there are two people who are silent in deep thought, Ye Hongyu, who is dressed in a splendid red robe, wearing a divine crown, and Liu Bai, who has a sword body with deep eyes like a secluded tan.

"Who are those two?"

On a luxury carriage in the Xiling coalition army, there were several layers of curtains around it, and only the sound could be heard, but it was impossible to see how old the people were and what their faces were.

But the Heavenly Oracle Throne next to him was very respectful of the invisible figure in the curtain, because he knew who it was, and the current head of the Xiling Temple at that time.

"That young man should be Su Yu, who had received Liu Bai's sword before, and with such strength, I am afraid that it is at least in the Apocalypse Realm."

As he spoke, the Great Divine Throne of Heaven looked at the equally quiet carriage of the Southern Jin Dynasty army.

"I took Liu Bai's sword, that's pretty good, it's the Apocalypse Realm at such an age, and this son can't stay, but I heard that this person still broke into the view before, and no one has explained it until now."

Xiling Zhangjiao's gaze seemed to pass through the heavy curtain and leave Ye Hongyu on the carriage behind the right.

Previously, before the master ascended to heaven, the master of the temple only informed Ye Hongyu, and the secrets such as the book of heaven were only known to the master, and now what happened in the capital of the Xiling Sect, and he did not understand where the master went, nor did he find out why the young man had entered the Zhishouguan.

It's just that now Zhishouguan hasn't held him back, and he hasn't continued to ask for an explanation, but he hasn't asked for it for the time being, which doesn't mean that he has always had a request.

Ye Hongyu's face was still like a calm lake, but when the gaze like a knife penetrated the curtain and fell towards her, her color swept a faint hatred, and the saber in her hand trembled slightly.

She didn't answer and couldn't answer.

The Xiling Sect Leader didn't ask about this question, his eyes turned slightly higher, and he licked his lips as he looked at the girl who looked like a clear lotus on the side.

"Who's that girl?"

The Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle bowed down and said, "I was originally a disciple of the King Shusheng of the Mochi Yuan of the Great River Country, and I have the bookworm Moshan Mountain among the three idiots in the world. ”

"Then how do you stand on the other side?"

"This ......"

The Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle was also a little unable to answer.

The army had come to a halt and stood two miles on the high ground.

As the leader of this coalition, the Xiling Sect Leader naturally wouldn't take action on his own, just when his eyes swept over to see who he was going to send to solve it.

The black and solemn carriage in the Southern Jin Dynasty army suddenly came clear and open, like the sound of surging rivers, stretching across the four fields in an instant.

"I, Liu, want to ask Mr. Su again."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the willow white figure among them.

It was like a sword, standing on the plain.

Whether it was a cultivator or an ordinary soldier around, they were all breathless, as if some cold sword intent carved knife was coming from the surface.

The words in Liu Bai's voice made many people stunned, if he could make him clear and make him a gentleman, then this person felt that it was not simple.

Because he is Liu Bai.

Xiling Temple also frowned, feeling that Liu Bai didn't seem to pay too much attention to it, and saw the temple more clearly.

Ye Hongyu's eyes were very bright, looking in the direction of the sky, as if he wanted to see the scene of the two fighting.

At some point, she felt the sword intent of Haoran on Su Yu's body, and she understood what Su Yu had received in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

She worships the strong, especially Ke Haoran, who once broke ten thousand laws with one sword, and her Haoran sword.

At this time, the first sword more than ten years ago is opposite to the first sword more than ten years later, she wants to see what kind of fire will be there, what kind of changes will there be, this is the scene she really wants to see.

It's just that she didn't know that after throwing the sword in the Washan Rotten Ke Temple that day, Liu Bai was still injured.

It's just that after that, Liu Bai also realized because of this, plus Haotian's will was shattered and the shackles disappeared, he was no longer afraid of anything, and the broken mirror he wished was stronger as he wished.

And now with the Xiling coalition army to invade the Tang Kingdom, I also want to have that wish-fulfillment battle.

Now that he saw it as he wished, the person who had injured him with a sword, he would naturally not let it go.

Liu Bai stood on the edge of the car, his waist and abdomen were straight, as sharp as a sword blade that wiped away the cold light, and there was a smiling white belt hanging from his waist, but at the end of the belt was an antique long sword held in his hand.

The scabbard was brown with staggered markings, and the hilt was wrapped around a fine black cloth.

I don't know why, those cultivators in the Xiling Alliance felt that Liu Bai was as terrifying as ever, and even the sword on his waist was just as terrifying.

Next, Liu Bai let them feel the horror of the sword.

The sword that Liu Bai warmed at the bottom of the deep pool at the time of the sword did not have a specific name, and it was the sword of the world.

So far, it has only appeared once, and that time it was against Su Yu, although the consequences are unpredictable, and the only witness is the eldest gentleman of the academy, Li Slow.

This time, Liu Bai pulled out this sword again, like the sun in the early morning, suddenly breaking through the darkness in the middle of the night, and a surging river suddenly appeared in the sky.

The great river stretches for hundreds of miles, between heaven and earth, as if it has experienced thousands of years of collapse, full of unstoppable and sweeping momentum, as if it wants to collapse and burn everything.

The momentum and breath in it make people change color.

The surging river stands across the sky, one end rises from the willow white of the plain, and the other end falls to the high cliff with a few wild grasses.

No one can take this sword.

Xiling Sect Leader thought unhappily, he thought that although Liu Bai of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion was a guest of the temple, it was not easy to control, and now that Xiling had never controlled Liu Bai!