I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Bai Yuan stared at Su Po, his pupils contracted slightly.

His eyes seemed to disappear from the sunken eye sockets.

But Sen Han's sword was vigorous and pierced through all directions.

Even the world of Mohai, where Mr. Qingling fought against Shen and Rong, was affected, tumbling up and down.

Obviously not Bai Yuan's goal, Mojun Bi Fang, who was standing beside him, had to use his magic power to resist.

Bai Yuan, who had been aggressive before, seemed to draw his sword seriously at this moment.

The blade of the sword was cold, causing the four sides to tremble.

The only person who was calm and right was Su Po, who really faced the sword.

Su Po quietly looked at each other.

The person in front of him seems to be no longer a person, but a pure sword.

"That's why I said that we are different." Su Po spread his hands.

Bai Yuan spoke again, his voice like a sword cry, clear and chilling: "Then I need to ask for advice."

Su Po heard the words and nodded: "It's okay."

His left hand is behind his back, and his right hand is once again clenched with five fingers, as if clenching an invisible sword.

He raised his arm and pointed forward, and the sword in his palm was **** for tat with Bai Yuan.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan smiled.

The eyes that had vanished in the eye sockets lit up again.

Incredibly dazzling.

As if the blade of the sword flashed.

At the same time, Bai Yuan's figure has disappeared from the universe.

In the vast darkness and void, only a sword light flashed.

At this moment, there is no one anymore.

Only the sword.

Su Po held his five fingers empty, and the sword seemed to be invisible, but he just swung it into the air.

The next moment, his figure also disappeared in the universe.

From the point of view of Mojun Bi Fang, there is only a vast expanse of sword light shining.

That is "Sword Idiot" Bai Yuan, the sword is one, and it turns into a sword that only belongs to him.

Su Po's figure completely disappeared, as if being submerged by the sword light transformed by Bai Yuan.

But Mojun Bi Fang is not optimistic.

Bai Yuan Jianguang was always dazzling.

But it still doesn't seem to work

On the contrary, in the vast sword light, Su Po's admiration suddenly came clearly:

"Excellent talent, admirable."

What Bai Yuan thought, Bi Fang Mojun did not know.

But Su Po's calm tone made him in the periphery listen, and a chill appeared in his heart.

The opponent's strength is clearly above Bai Yuan!

Mojun Bi Fang not only hesitated, did he help Bai Yuan, or did he help Mr. Qingling first?

As soon as his thoughts turned to this, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, as if danger was imminent.

Mojun Bi Fang has always been cautious, and he has already reacted before thinking about it.

The raging flames spread around.

In the center of the fire, a giant one-legged bird loomed.

But the next moment, an invisible storm suddenly hit, tearing the fire.

Mojun Bi Fang's prudence saved his life.

The magical image of Fang Fang had just spread his wings and flew high, and was torn off half of his wings by the sneak attack.

Feathers and flames fell about in the dark cosmic void.

In the flash of fire, a ferocious troll was looming.

Fortunately, he was temporarily blocked by the flame for a moment, and Bi Fang, who lost half of his wings, finally escaped the huge clutches.

Bi Fang's demonic appearance disappeared, and Bi Fang Demon Lord spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He turned around and looked in shock, and saw a tall man sneering under the shadow of the terrifying troll behind him.

That demon also has the characteristics of a variety of big demons at the same time, and it is quite surprising to be called Bi Fang Demon Lord.

However, with such magic skills, he immediately let him identify the identity of the other party:

"Dongfang Cangtian, Ao Kong?!"

The light and shadow of the troll disappeared, and Ao Kong stood in the void. The human figure seemed small, but it seemed to fill the four directions.

He grinded the five fingers of his right hand, grabbed some feathers that turned into flames with his bare hands, and crushed the flames out.

"You're good-natured."

Ao Kong sneered: "Ye Qingpeng taught you?"

Mojun Bi Fang didn't answer, but turned to the other side.

I don't know when, the splendid sword light that enveloped the vast void just now disappeared.

Su Po and Bai Yuan faced each other, standing in the void.

The distance and position of the two sides seem to be the same as before, and there is no change at all.

It's just that there is an extra hole in Bai Yuan's body at this moment.

The position is at the neck, and the neck is connected to the front and back, and the bones and flesh disappear.

Bai Yuan opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

He raised his hand to cover his neck, his eyes fixed on the opposite Su Po.

Su Po put his hands behind his back and looked at him calmly.

The expression of emotion that had been a little bit earlier had disappeared now.

Su Po spoke indifferently, with a tone like a friend chatting:

"No matter what sect, no matter what path, everyone is a cultivator. The so-called cultivator is constantly exploring and seeking knowledge, understanding and mastering himself and the universe.

Kendo is no exception, and I firmly believe it is one of those paths, so I work hard to practice, understand, explore, master. "

Bai Yuan clutched his neck and finally spoke with difficulty:

"You said that the sword should not be me, I am the sword"

Su Po nodded: "The sword is the sword, and the man is the man. The man controls the sword, and I control you."

Bai Yuan struggled and shook his head: "No, I understand the sword better than you, so that people and swords can be one. Your understanding of kendo is not as deep as mine, and you are not as good as me."

The voice is not finished, people are exhausted.

Bai Yuan's body softened, floating in the void of the universe, without the brilliance and brilliance of the pioneers.

Su Po's expression was calm, and he didn't say much, but turned to Ao Konglai's direction:

"Fourth brother, eleventh brother, you are all here."

Ao Kong nodded with a smile: "The boss personally took action and destroyed the blood unicorn, and Dongfang Cangtian was temporarily quiet."

In the vast void, purple clouds emerged.

On the purple cloud stood a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar, who was Li Shulou.

"Seventh brother, stay safe."

Li Shulou first greeted Su Po, then waved to the side.

The heavy ink and wash will disperse together.

Mr. Qingling looked at Bai Yuan's corpse, looked at the seriously injured Little Saint Bai Ze and Mojun Bi Fang, and then looked at Li Shulou, Su Po, and Ao Kong. He sighed silently. Standing quietly in the void.

Li Shulou glanced at Mr. Qingling, and then landed on Shen Herong, who had reappeared.

However, the girl's current appearance made them a little concerned.

Shen Herong's tidy robes are now full of ink characters, and the words are messy and cannot be written into an article.

"Your own handwriting?" Li Shulou glanced at it and made a judgment.

Ao Kong couldn't care about Bi Fang Mojun, who was neither staying nor staying, turned his head and looked at Shen Herong in surprise:

"Twelfth sister, you are"

Shen Herong smiled and bowed to Li Shulou and Ao Kong: "The fourth brother and the eleventh brother are here, please forgive the little sister to catch up with you later, but now I will trouble you and the seventh brother for a while."

Li Shulou, who also studied Confucianism, looked up and down at the other party, and knew in his heart:

"Then I'll congratulate the Twelfth Sister in advance."

"Thank you fourth brother." Shen Herong brushed off his robes and sat down in the void.

Afterwards, she saw a large amount of ink and wash, born out of thin air, and condensed into countless ink characters, surrounding her.

The ink characters kept accumulating and converging, and when they arrived, it seemed to condense into a palace, in which Shen and Rong lived.