The second senior brother who was interested in fighting was very terrifying. If he was pulled into a fight, it would definitely be very painful.

Chen Pipi hid in a corner of the cliff, looking at her senior brother who looked like a stone, and thought of the ink dots she saw on paper that day. Countless ink dots were stones, and a stone was also stones.

"Can the ink dots written by senior brother that day be the rumored block formation?"

Jun Mo had a fighting spirit between his chest and abdomen, but he knew very well that this battle was the battle of his twelfth junior brother. In the end, no matter what he won or lost, Liu Bai would definitely be seriously injured, and he would not be able to fight with the seriously injured Liu Bai again with his sword.

His fighting spirit came very quickly and dispersed quickly. Looking at his junior brothers and sisters who were very far away from him, he straightened his black hair and continued to look at the battle situation in the low mountains.

The sword as stubborn as a stone, the junior brother did indeed follow the path of the junior uncle, and one sword gave birth to all things.

The river continued to rush, and Liu Bai's sword was also moving forward. The sky fell into the river, and there was no such magnificent scenery in the world.

Liu Bai's sword did not borrow the vitality of heaven and earth, nor did he borrow the will of heaven and earth to last forever, because there is heaven and earth in his sword, and his sword is part of heaven and earth, the most powerful part.

Taking heaven and earth as the sword, the sword falls into the river, so the river is also the heaven and earth. In the face of heaven and earth, it is difficult for people in the world to choose or dare to go upstream. Just like when rain falls, no ants will walk in the rain, and no sparrow will fly in the gloomy world facing the rain.

However, the world is very large and there are many people, and there will always be one or two exceptions. Thousands of years ago, the great priest of Light left the Temple of Light and went to the wasteland to preach. Tens of years ago, Ke Haoran kicked the blue sky and the sky on the clouds. In the past tens of thousands of years, there are also many examples like this.

Ye Qi had seen the big formation of the big formation, the Haoranyi on the big formation, and saw the stubbornness of the sword. No matter how about him, he never lacked the courage to face the world.

So when Liu Bai came out of the sword and the river fell from the sky, he did not hide, but ran towards the river and slashed towards the river with a sword.

His sword is not a pile or a Haoran sword, but he should do this when facing the river.

When facing the endless panic power, when you go against the current, you will always appear stubborn and crazy.

...

The sword in Liu Bai's hand finally arrived, Dahe roared and roared, and came to Ye Qi, who was as strong as a stone.

The hairband on Ye Qi's head was broken, and his black hair was fluttering in the river. His clothes were cut out of countless thin mouths, and blood was flowing in his mouth, but his sword was still slashing the river and the sand and stones in the river.

Liu Bai looked at him with a strong sense of appreciation in his eyes, so he seemed respectful. In this world, there were very few people who could get his respect. Master was one, and Ke Haoran, who had been dead for many years, was also one.

Because of respect, his sword is more vast and the river is more surging.

...

The river is exhausted, and only the sword in Liu Bai's hand remains.

However, the next moment, the world suddenly shattered, and a sword slashed, like thousands of bronze bells landing on the ground, and a loud bang rang across the entire short mountain.

The low mountain turned into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye. Among the countless pieces, two swords were two rounds of rays of sunshine, and the light was dazzling and unavailable to people look directly at.

Then, the broken mountains turned into flat ground, and dust floated in all directions like a sea, covering the sky.

On the back cliff behind the second floor of the academy, Chen Pipi looked like awesome. She forgot to block the smoke and dust that swept over. She started to cough because of choking. The little fox who was quietly waiting beside him was chirping impatiently.

Such a battle scene is far beyond the records of all battle scenes of the peak five-level powerhouses in Guanxi.

"It should be over?" Chen Pipi asked in horror.

But Jun Mo on the ping of Houya Yajing did not move, and Yu Lian, who was quietly watching the battle, did not move either.

There is no end.

...

The sound of waves reappeared, and the dust formed by thousands of miles of low mountains disappeared in an instant, revealing its original sky.

There was a sound of waves, but there was no big river. There was only the sword falling from the sky and Liu Bai, who was dressed like a fairy in the air.

The sword is extremely fast, and has surpassed the extreme of the five realms. The sword is extremely simple, and it is only a simple sword that falls, but it is as beautiful as a porcelain blue sky...

...

Ye Qi stood on the flat ground formed by the low mountains, with countless wounds on his body bleeding. At this time, he looked like a bloody man.

He knew that Liu Bai had briefly crossed the fifth realm at this moment, and the Dahe Sword, which had returned to the minimalist state, must be Liu Bai's most powerful sword at the moment.

However, he had no emotions at this time, knowing that the middle realm of fate would naturally break through the supreme realm, like slashing at Liu Bai's first sword, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, pointing the sword to the sky with his sword, and slashing the sword down, which was also simple.

This sword is not the same as that sword. His martial arts concept of every time and space contact turned into a real rule under this sword, supporting the power within him to surge on the sword, gathering the energy of heaven and earth outside his body to surge on the sword.

...

The two swords met in the air, silently, and then the sky was pale and the earth was pale.

At some point, Liu Bai's sword was broken, and the sword was slashed in front of Liu Bai's body. Liu Bai's shirt was broken, and white bones and flesh bloomed like flowers.

However, Liu Bai was Liu Bai after all, even if the iron sword in his hand was broken and his chest was broken by Jian Twelve, he did not die.

After Ye Qi cut out the sword, he no longer had the ability to draw the sword. The two of them fell on the pale ground like birds with broken wings.

...

The short mountain originally existed, and the sky and the earth were pale, and there was a clear boundary between it and the outside world.

Ye Qi looked at the world that slowly restored its original color, knowing that it was the original rules of the world that repaired the world, but for some reason, Haotian could not see himself and Liu Bai.

He turned his head and looked at the back cliff of the academy where Yunshen had recovered, guessed the reason, walked in front of Liu Bai with some weakness, and helped him up.

"Leave a sword?"

Liu Bai smiled, obviously smiling from the bottom of his heart, because of the scattered wound on his chest, he looked miserable again.

"Not counting, that sword only exists in the idea, and it will be very slow if used."

Slowness means defeat, or death by defeating two people, and naturally it is still defeated.

Ye Qi said: "But after today, that sword should not be in the mind, right?"

Liu Bai coughed a few times, spitted a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground, and said, "It's almost the same, but I'm very surprised. Under that sword, you just entered the realm and had no apocalypse, so why can you still shoot such a sword?"

Ye Qi's body shook, and when he fell, he was mixed up by Liu Bai. He said weakly: "At that time, I was on the ground, on the earth, and I have seen some styles that are different from the earth but are the same as the earth."

Liu Bai raised his eyebrows, wondering how to explain the difference between the world and the world, but he seemed to understand the concept of academy practice. He looked up and looked at the sky that was no longer pale, eager to try.
Chapter completed!