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The path of cultivation, every time you step into a higher realm, the path will skyrocket tenfold and hundredfold, and the means are much more powerful than before.

In terms of mana true qi alone, the Yungang realm is ten times thicker than the imperial qi realm, and in terms of means, it is even more fierce and powerful than the imperial qi realm.

However, this is only under the same conditions, and the disciples of the Great Sect rely on their many reliance and extraordinary vision, most of them are enough to outperform the casual cultivation of the same realm, and a few of them can compete with the side figures of higher cultivation.

And among the very few characters, they can compete with the side characters of higher cultivation and win.

And Su Bai belonged to a very small minority of the very few, and he was enough to kill the Yungang Realm.

Since stepping into the realm of imperial qi, there have been no fewer than the generations of the Yungang realm who have died in the hands of Su Bai. One is a coincidence, the second is luck, and he has fought with Yun Gang masters more than ten times, and all of them have won a lot, this is his ability.

To be able to have such skills, firstly, because he is amazingly talented, and secondly, because he suppresses the realm and pays attention to the foundation of the foundation.

"Sword up!"

Su Bai let out a deep sigh.

The black silk that had been poured with filthy blood suddenly trembled, and in the hissing sound, a silver light burst out, and finally all the black silk that the soul had turned into was strangled.

As soon as the sword blade turned, it went straight to Wang Fan, and the sword qi was hidden, and before it was touched, it had already made Wang Fan feel cold all over his body.

"Yin phosphorus sand!" Wang Fan shouted, scattering a bag of green light and facing the fairy sword.

Zizi Zi !!

The Silver Bright Immortal Sword suddenly dimmed, and it was vaguely visible that the sword body on it had been corroded to the point of pits, almost useless.

The immortal sword that was in the hands of his life was injured by this, Su Bai's face turned pale in an instant, and a few wisps of blood were faintly revealed at the corners of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Yin phosphorus sand." ”

Yin phosphosand, obscure things, is a hundred times more filthy than black dog blood and other things. If the blood of the black dog can damage the spirituality of an ordinary flying sword, the yin phosphosand can completely destroy a flying sword that has been cultivated for decades.

Fortunately, Su Bai's fairy sword was extraordinary, so it was not destroyed on the spot.

If Su Bai is already in the realm of Yungang and the immortal sword is complete, he is naturally not afraid of yin phosphosand, but his immortal sword has not yet been completed after all, and it is only in the cultivation stage.

At this time, Su Bai already understood that this game was specially set up for him.

The fairy sword fell from the clouds.

The wind howled, bringing out countless decaying pure gold iron filings from the fairy sword, flying all over the sky.

It's as if the stars have fallen, and more like a stunning character has disappeared.

"Hahaha. Wang Fan laughed loudly, extremely happy, and thought in his heart: "This person is an outstanding figure of the Nine Great Sects of Middle-earth, a genius who can fight across the realm, but after all, he still died in my hands. If it weren't for the phosphospora sand, I am afraid that I would really be killed by this person under the sword. ”

Ling Sheng stood at the foot of the peak, too far away to see clearly, and because the two of them were too powerful to figure out, they only felt that the sky was shining, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the other party was using one after another. When he saw the flying sword falling, he caught a glimpse of Su Bai, who was on the top of the mountain, taking a step back and seeming to tremble.

Ling Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself, "Su Bai has been calculated?"

"Mix the ancestral spirit, and walk with the sword. ”

Su Bai said in a hoarse voice.

The falling fairy sword flew up, piercing the sky, tearing through the atmosphere, and piercing through the clouds.

A sharp scream came from high in the sky, and then, Ling Sheng saw a cloud flying away into the distance, and after three breaths, it disappeared into the distant sky.

Ling Sheng looked at it from afar, and it seemed that he had seen something falling from the clouds, but it was too high, and Ling Sheng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, but it was difficult to see clearly.

"Su Bai, the revenge of today's broken arm will definitely be settled with you in the future!"

Wang Fan fled in a hurry, leaving only a word, and Ling Sheng finally understood what the falling thing was.

Su Bai gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a casual move, the fairy sword turned into the air, piercing through an object falling in the sky, and flew in front of him.

The fairy sword is nurtured by countless heavenly and earthly treasures, full of spirituality, but it can be tainted by filthy things such as soul silk threads and black dog blood, and the spirituality is slightly reduced by one or two points, however, the yin phosphosand is not to erase the spirituality, but also to destroy the sword body.

The fairy sword is extremely bleak, the spirituality does not exist, and the sword body is full of potholes, mutilated, and almost abandoned.

According to common sense, the Natal Flying Sword has fallen to such a point, and it has already been destroyed, and the cultivators who have fought with this sword will inevitably die.

But somehow, although Su Bai was injured, he didn't seem to be in serious trouble, although the sword body was riddled with holes, he could still manipulate Feiteng, killing people in an instant with hundreds of steps.

An arm was pierced on the sword, blood was flowing everywhere, and flesh and bone were visible at the fracture.

This is Wang Fan's severed arm that was cut off by the fairy sword.

Su Bai stepped forward to take a drop of blood and wiped it on his forehead, his eyes were extremely fierce: "Blood Cloud Tracing Method, no matter how you escape to the ends of the earth, you can't escape my sword pursuit." After I break through, I will kill you and the people behind you under the fairy sword. ”

The fairy sword was extremely badly damaged, but it was also an unprecedented sword catastrophe. If he can recover from such trauma, the fairy sword will definitely be even more extraordinary, driving Su Bai to break through the realm of Yungang, and from then on, he will have a great foundation and show his talents.

It's just that the trauma is too heavy, but it may not be able to recover, it is more likely to corrode more severely, and the remaining spirituality will dissipate, and the fairy sword will be like mortal iron.

Suddenly, he looked down the mountain, his eyes bright.

......

Originally, seeing the fall of the fairy sword, Ling Sheng thought that Su Bai had been defeated like this, and was looking around for escape paths, but he didn't expect Su Bai to be reborn in adversity, but instead cut off an arm of the other party, allowing the other party to flee in a hurry.

Ling Sheng knew that the figure in the sky must be Yun Gang's generation, and Su Bai was still in the realm of imperial qi.

The difference between one realm is the difference between heaven and earth.

Unexpectedly, Su Bai would be able to win.

You must know that Yun Gang's generation can fly in the air, as long as he flies high, he will be invincible. After all, ordinary cultivators can only take a hundred steps with a sword, but not everyone is as amazing as Su Bai.

Although Ling Sheng only saw half of this fight, and he couldn't see it clearly, it didn't prevent him from being shocked in his heart.

"When I break through the realm of imperial qi, the sword qi will not be inferior to Su Bai's immortal sword. ”

Ling Sheng only felt that the road ahead was bright, and his heart was happy.

At this moment, a white dress slowly walked over, and it was Su Bai who had come down the mountain.

Although Su Bai's face was a little paler, he was still floating out of the dust, coupled with the scene of fighting against Yun Gang's generation and winning before, Zai Ling Sheng's eyes were even more magnificent.

"Come with me. ”

This is the fourth sentence that Su Bai and Ling Sheng have said since they met.