Chapter 50 Drive (for collection, ticket)

"Dragon Sword."

With the sword slowly out of the sheath of Bai Yutang, the square couldn't help exclaiming!

Su Xiaoqi has never seen such a sword. The surface of the sword is blue, and there are two dragons coiled on both sides of the sword, and the body of the sword exudes a cold breath.

"People are more popular than people, and they have to throw away goods."

Su looked at the handsome face and thought silently, why is God so unfair? Why did he give this boy a face that is so beautiful that men jealous and match him with such a sword?

In the Lingshan Hall, someone can't wait to invite an elder. A group of disciples in white quietly spread to the periphery.

"I hope you don't let me down."

Erdong took off his coat to reveal the explosive muscles of his upper body, and then took out his weapon, which were two 50 catties of gold and steel pestles. The golden steel pestle hit the square with two bangs and shook a dust around it.

"Brother Bai, come on."

When Xiao Qingluan heard that someone challenged Brother Bai, he left the task given by Master and ran out. At this moment, he was waving his little fist and shouting, "Blat this big fishy head."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when listening to the little girl's voice. Erdong stared angrily.

"If you have any ability, just use it."

Erdong roared, and two nearly one-meter-long gold and steel pestles were suddenly raised by him. There was a 'moz' sound under his feet, and Erdong's figure ran two steps like a tiger out of a cage. His body suddenly jumped into the air, and two gold and steel pestles in his hand pulled the air to bring out two thunderbolts.

"My God!"

The crowd couldn't help exclaiming. The peaks of Lingshan have their own strengths, the sword of the shocking peak, the magic of Lingyin Peak, the array of Zhanmufeng, and the power of Shengxifeng. I have seen a lot of strength, but I have never seen such a fierce one. Such a domineering body with its own cultivation is like a lion with wings and invincible in heaven and earth.

Looking at Erdong's strong physique and the white jade hall opposite, many people have an illusion. Bai's surname should not be shot in half by one move.

Su Xiaoqi didn't have such an idea, because Bai Yutang on the opposite side never moved, and there was no expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.

This calmness alone is enough to make Su Xiaoqi admire.

miso!

Facing the two golden steel pestles smashed down like wind and thunder, Bai Yutang finally moved. His movements were very slow and simple, simply making everyone sweat for him.

The dragon sword drew an arc from behind him. Bai Yutang held his right hand and the hilt in his right hand. Qingguang Dazhan cut the dragon sword forward with a dragon roar. He didn't seem to resist the two golden pestles with wind and thunder, but just cut forward at will.

Erdong's two gold and steel pestles are close at hand. As long as he takes a step forward, he can hit that annoying white face. However, he retreated when the other party cut off with a sword. The fast retreat was also fast, and the golden steel pestle crossed to the top of the head and struggled to welcome the arrival of the sword.

The process was very short, and Erdong seemed to have waited for a long time, and his face was very red. He didn't expect that the dragon-killing sword was so powerful that he should have changed his moves earlier.

Sheng Xifeng, known as the invincible hand of Lingshan, retreated without hesitation at the moment when Bai Yutang came out his sword. What does this mean? It can only be said that the breath of the dragon-killing sword is much bigger than he thought, so big that he doesn't even dare to go straight.

Bum!

When Erdong was about to close his breath, the sword finally came. Coming did not mean the end. A strong shock made his arm sore in an instant, and then his knees trembled.

Roar!

Erdong shouted, and the tiger's body shook violently, as if he had recovered in an instant, but everyone clearly saw a trace of redness overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"The nine-day dragon-killing secret is worthy of being the first hegemonic sword in Lingshan."

Countless people thought so, and they began to turn their eyes to the strong Erdong, wondering how long he could support.

"Golden steel pestle shadow."

Erdong shouted, and the golden steel pestle in his left hand suddenly flew away. Erdong's figure shook and jumped like an orangutan. His speed is still very fast, and his figure is not changing in all directions of Bai Yutang. Erdong has a lot of strength. He wants to avoid Bai Yutang's dragon-killing sword close to him, even two fists are enough to smash you into a cake.

The whole audience was silent, and everyone was dazzled at the figure in the scene.

"Bai is in danger this time."

"I didn't expect Sheng Xifeng not only to be strong, but also so fast."

"Yes, as long as you are close to Erdong, Bai will definitely lose."

In the crowd, two brothers Zhan Mufeng whispered. Obviously, their cultivation is not under Erdong's group, let alone under Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang is motionless and stable as Mount Tai. The dragon-killing sword is unfavorable, and it does not give the enemy a way to retreat and never let himself go back half a step. For Bai Yutang, retreat is a failure. What's more, the opposite side is just a big fishy with well-developed limbs.

Bai Yutang holds a sword in both hands and is killing.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This time, Bai Yutang cut out eight sword lights one after another. The same action, the same posture, and even the expression has not changed.

The eight swords suddenly changed color, and the blue light soared. Eight swords spread outward like a big net with him as the center.

Bai Yutang didn't see how Er Dong dealt with it at all. His right hand suddenly probed into the air and grabbed it violently. The gold and steel pestle nearly one meter long and 50 catties was caught in his hand.

Bai Yutang didn't wait for the struggling transportation force of the golden steel pestle to bombard the square.

Boom!

With a loud noise, a big hole appeared in front of Baiyu Hall in the square, and the gold and steel pestle went straight to the handle.

"You-"

Erdong took another sword, and his limbs were sore and weak. If it hadn't been for everyone, he would have been unable to support falling down.

"Courage is commendable."

Bai Yutang loosened the right hand of the dragon-killing sword and held it back: "But there is always a price for the challenge."

" Stop."

The situation in the field is already very clear. Erdong has no strength to fight at all, even if it is just a simple sword next may be greatly traumatized. If it is small, it will damage cultivation, and if it is heavy, it will kill.

There are two voices to stop it, one is Qiu Tu, the eldest brother of Sheng Xifeng. He has been watching Bai Yutang's movements, trying to find some flaws from the other party's sword posture. The nine-day dragon-killing secret is not only domineering, but this time Bai Yutang has not even changed a move. He only made one move, one move and nine swords, but these nine swords were enough to stop a third brother who wanted to fight close to each other.

The autumn picture is very clear, and there are more powerful moves to kill dragons in nine days. Just in the face of the third brother, the guy opposite is a little stingy or a little conceited that he doesn't even want to use the second move.

"Bai Yutang."

Qiu Tu thought, his choice when fighting, his look. He must look at this amazing little brother again.

Another person who stopped was Zhou Qi, the elder of Lingshan Hall. He was also surprised by the domineering fierceness of the nine-day dragon-killing formula, but at this point, there is no need to be aggressive.

Bai Yutang did not listen to Elder Zhou's instructions or he just wanted to teach the big fishy lesson.

Boom!

The green light of the dragon-killing sword rushed straight to the sky, and the momentum was more powerful than before.

"He is going to play with that fishy head to death." Su Xiaoqi stared at the little white face and thought in surprise that this guy was more ruthless than me.

"Ah!"

Erdong never knew what was going on. However, in the face of the sword light, the sword light that seemed to have the sound of a dragon, he covered his head and screamed.

His voice was miserable and awkward. Then he fell to the ground heavily.

Facing the dragon-killing sword, facing the white jade hall with less than 30 floors. Zhou Qi, as the elder of Lingshan, did not dare to pick it up empty-handed. His figure stood between the two, and a blue sword appeared in his hand.

Bum!

Zhou Qi's feet were unstable, and he took a step back and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Looking at Bai Yutang, who slowly collected his sword, and looking at Erdong, who fell to the ground, everyone's expression was changing.

"I'll wait for you."

Bai Yutang said this and left, leaving everyone with hatred and jealous eyes.

His words were not aimed at anyone, but Qiu Tu knew that he said it to himself. There will always be a fierce battle between them, and before the nine-day dragon-killing formula, the power of barbarism did not have any advantage at all.

"It seems that we have to try other methods." Qiu Tu looked at the faraway figure and thought silently.

Bai Yutang was alone and hurried to come and go. However, his figure, his sword and his appearance when fighting impressed countless disciples on the scene. Even Elder Zhou Qi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly without any blame.

"Wow!"

Su Xiaoqi was also impressed by his sword. From now on, he remembered the nine-day dragon-killing formula and recorded a man named Bai Yutang. From his heart, he doesn't want to be an enemy of such a person, but everything is unpredictable. What if the little white face of the bastard will definitely kill me with a sword one day?

After returning to his hairy hut, Su Xiaoqi was not sleepy at all, and he was not even not sleepy at all. All I think back and forth is the sword.

"When can I be so cool?"

Su sighed angrily. Now he can't even use the spirit of the snowy mountains and seas freely, and he can't talk about being invincible in the world.

I'm tired of thinking, or I don't want to think about it. Su Xiaoqi fell asleep in a daze. The door of the grass house was blocked by only a wooden board, which was blown by the spirit beast bull in one breath.

In his sleep, Su Xiaoqi is thinking about how to transport the spiritual power of the snowy mountains and seas. Lao Ma's method was so difficult that there was something wrong with it. He kept trying thousands of times over and over again.

At this moment, although I am asleep. Maybe Bai Yutang's swords brought so much shock to him that he was even practicing hard in his dreams.

Su Xiaoqi closed his eyes, his hands stroked freely in the air, his body was flowing with water, and a breath appeared in the palm of his hand.

!

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew into the air of the room with his gesture, which was his broken sword, a broken sword with only one inch of toughness left.

In the dark, the broken sword seemed to suddenly come to life and fly with Su Xiaoqi's gesture.

I don't know what dream Su Xiaoqi had, and his hand suddenly cut down hard. Then I saw that the broken sword followed the same action, but the broken sword suddenly flashed a foot of red. Red and sharp as a broken sword, but in one breath, it tore the roof of the grass and cut through the spine in the middle of the hut.

Boom!

A loud noise woke Su Xiaoqi from his dream.

"My God!"

Su Xiaoqi hid on the side of the bed with his head in his arms, and even so, he was hit on the top of his head by a piece of wood. The grass house is not high, and he doesn't have time to hide in a hurry.

After a rustling noise, it finally calmed down, and the roof of the hut disappeared.

"Which son of a bitch." Su Xiaoqi cursed angrily, "You have a son-huh!" With his gesture, a shadow rose from the wood.

Su Xiaoqi was excited, and his whole body suddenly became chaotic, and his broken sword fell.