Chapter 11 The fairy sword is fierce and breaks the spirit in an instant!

At the top of Cui*, the green pines stood high and shook gently with the mountain wind. It is like a hermit overlooking the world, seeing through everything, living above the world, and quite elegant.

The mountain wind is cold, and the height is extremely cold.

Wo!

A silvery electric light cut through the sky and circled around the green pine.

Green pine and green leaves are flying all over the sky, and countless branches are separated and fall to the ground, with only bare tree trunks left.

Su Bai stood at the top of the peak and looked at the clouds.

Above the clouds, a dark cloud can be faintly seen, which is incompatible with the rest of the surrounding white clouds. The clouds surged, and there seemed to be a looming figure.

"Cut!"

Su Bai shouted in a low voice, with a finger in his hand, and pointed to the clouds far away.

The fairy sword turned into white light and suddenly rose to the sky and stabbed straight above the clouds.

Ordinary monks can't take a hundred steps away from the realm of Yuqi. However, although Su Bai has stood on the top of the mountain and is still about 300 steps away from the clouds.

300 steps away, only two breaths.

The fairy sword stabbed the man's eyebrows.

"Three hundred steps of the sword, a powerful descendant."

At the age of 378, this man has a smile on his face, his feet on white clouds, and his gray clothes flutter. The wind was fierce in the sky, and the man was unaware of it. In the face of the electric fairy sword, he only turned his head.

With a bang, the fairy sword tore the clouds, and the sword roared long, scratched through his ear, sank into the higher clouds, and disappeared.

"Those who drive the clouds and fog, the realm of clouds." Su Bai said indifferently.

The way of practice, nourishing qi, Yuqi, Yunang, Xianxuan, and earth immortals.

Those who nourish their spirits, strengthen their bodies and live longer than 100 years.

Those who control their qi, whose qi is visible outside, can take a hundred steps to control the sword, can cast spells to dispel diseases, can make fire out of thin air, and create electricity in the virtual room and other special and mysterious places, which are already first-class immortals in the eyes of the world.

The clouds drive the fog, travel thousands of miles, pick the clouds and gather in the clouds.

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"It is said that the disciples of the big school are all talented people. They are cultivated by the sect, have profound skills, and are taught by their elders. They also have countless resources, which are far better than us and other miscellaneous people. At first sight today, it is really extraordinary." This man, who can be called a fairy in the realm of Yung, suddenly laughed.

In the clouds, a white light suddenly shot out and cut into the back of the man's head.

"I have a protective body. How can you break it?" The man looked at home.

Su Bai looked calm and faintly sarcastic.

The invisible sword is more solid than the shield cast by fine iron. Ordinary flying swords are indeed difficult to hurt, but Su Bai's fairy sword is extraordinary after all.

With a hiss, the colorless frog around the man cracked easily like cloth, and the fairy sword actually touched the hair on the back of the man's head.

In a moment of life and death.

The man's face changed greatly, and he ran into clouds and moved more than ten feet in an instant.

The man touched the crack on his face and stained his hands with blood. He only felt extremely dazzling. His face immediately darkened and said, "I still look down on you."

Su Bai still did not answer, and the fairy sword moved with his heart and flew away again.

"With this hand, I, Wang Fan, am convinced."

The man laughed and took out a small flag from his arms and rose in the wind.

The flag suddenly separated, and the flag flew away and wrapped the flying fairy sword. At the same time, Wang Fan held a sharp flagpole and stabbed the fairy sword.

This flag is made of the heart of a thousand-year-old silk wood. Each silk tree has only one heart, which is as fine as hair. This flag is made of thousands of years of silk wood. After weaving, nine cows and two tigers are drawn, adding nine cows and two tigers to the flag.

Once wrapped in a flag, it is like the power of nine cows and two tigers to control it, which is extremely powerful.

However, this flagpole is a spear made of superior red and black gold, which can be called a magic weapon, piercing gold and stone like a piercing thin paper.

With the flag combined with these two treasures, Wang Fan is not afraid even in the face of monks who are also in the realm of Yungang. What's more, the other party is just a descendant of imperial cultivation.

This spear instilled Wang Fan with his true spirit, and the dark mana light flashed endlessly.

There seems to be a layer of dark light between the white clouds.

Wang Fan's face showed a smile. With this spear, he was confident that he could smash the flying sword wrapped in a thousand-year silk wooden flag.

In the face of this situation, Su Bai is still an ancient well and said plainly, "It's nothing. If you want to trap my fairy sword, you have to have the power of dragons and elephants at least. It's just that you don't have the ability and mana to draw such a giant beast as dragon whales."

Poo!

The thousand-year silk and wood flag was divided into two, and the silver and white fairy sword reappeared, and the light became stronger and stronger, with the tip of the red and black gold spear.

A sharpness!

A sharp sound roared in all directions, and the high-altitude clouds seemed to be pierced by countless sharp things, with many holes, but closed in the blink of an eye.

The red and black gold spear has broken the tip of the spear, and even a gap has been cut in the middle.

A little light quickly approached in Wang Fan's eyes.

Ling Sheng came out of Shenfeng Villa and saw two figures at the top of the peaks in the sky. A light tore the clouds apart, as if it had cracked the white satin, revealing the blue sky.

Looking at the lightning-like sword light, Wang Fan's face changed greatly and his pupils tightened. His originally indifferent look suddenly became solemn, and his heart was already in a panic. He hurriedly took out a mirror and hurriedly looked at the silver light.

Zizz!!!

Countless black silk lines gushed out of the mirror and stood in front of Wang Fan. When the fairy sword pierced it, it was wrapped in layers of black lines, as if it were coated with a layer of black light.

Su Bai's eyes were full of light, and his voice became low. He shouted, "The soul mirror!"

"Yes, this is the soul mirror. I just had a full meal, killed hundreds of people in the villa, and absorbed the blood and soul. This mirror is the time of strength." Taking out the soul mirror, Wang Fan was very calm and felt that he had lost his temper before, and he was even more angry, and his words were very dull.

Originally, Wang Fan still despised the descendants of this imperial realm, and secretly thought to himself, "Just wait for me to kill them. Why should I lay up such a situation and collect a large number of dirty things? Can't you believe Wang Fan's ability?

After this photo, Wang Fan's heart was extremely solemn.

Although it is not rare for a person to compete with the realm of Yuqi against the realm of Yun Kang, it is also one in ten thousand.

Even if he is a great disciple, he is only better than the side door practice under the same realm. If you meet a character with the same adventure, you may not be able to win.

If he wants to fight across the realm, Wang Fan has only heard of a few people in rumors, but he has never seen them with his own eyes. He has always been quite disapproving. Today, when he sees it, he is really shocked, and he is not very confident in his proud ability.

Under such a blow, Wang Fan became more and more ashamed and angry and shouted, "I'll let you try the means today."

After saying that, he took out dozens of bottles and sprinkled them all.

"Black dog blood? Women's blood of sunflower? The heart and blood of the great evil man? Su Bai's face changed slightly.

It is not a secret that the traditional fairy sword is easy to be stained by * before Dacheng, and even ordinary people who burn incense and worship Buddha are aware of such rumors.

Black dog blood, women's menstrual blood, and the evil man's black-hearted blood are quite dirty things that can pollute the flying sword and greatly reduce their spirituality.

"You specially set up a bureau for me." Su Bai's face was calm and full of murder.

If it is someone else, he will definitely ask, but Su Bai disdained it.

On the one, he disdains to ask questions, and on the other, he has a murderous heart.