Chapter 284 (1/2)

Su Bai light smile, no hesitation, a sword cut.

”Bang!”

The next moment.

The blue sword suddenly collided with the rolling blood fog.

Whoa!

There was a light noise. When the sword light cut into the blood fog, it was like a steel knife cutting tofu. It was as strong as a bamboo. In an instant, it cut it in half.

And the power of thunder and lightning contained in the blue sword light is an instant burst, like a snake swallowing the surrounding blood fog.

The blood mist, which had been cut out by Su Bai, was only two meters square at this moment.

Another sword fell down, and the blood mist, which was two meters square, shrank sharply in the blink of an eye. It was only a little more than one meter.

Su Bai sneered, ”chop again!”

Let me see how many swords you can take me!

Shua!

On the Tianlei sword, the awn of the sword is like water. It falls in a flash, with an incomparable power, and cuts down toward the blood fog.

In the blood fog, a fuzzy face loomed up, frightened, frantic struggle, to escape back to Yan Jidao's body.

However, the huge seal word, but flashing this fluorescence, the power of forbidding seal, let it always difficult to break free.

”Chi la!”

The next moment.

Blood fog tearing, the power of blue lightning burst, once again reduced its volume by more than half.

The sea of blood fog, which had been shrouded for tens of meters, was pitiful. The fog also seemed to be illusory, and it seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

In the distance.

When the blood mist was reduced by one point, Yan Jidao's face turned pale. Just in the blink of an eye, his breath was already withered to the extreme.

At this moment, the face, which had become young, was covered with wrinkles, and the blood brows became gray, and the eyes in the pupils were lax. It seemed that the spirit had been severely damaged, and the body was even more bent to the extreme. The body exuded a smell of old decay, and it seemed that it could die at any time.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yuren sat by a big tree in the distance, his face became very complicated.

”Is Yan Jidao, who has been in China for decades, dying at last?”

When Su Bai broke out of the bloody snake, he knew that Yan Jidao had no chance of winning the battle.

The skill of blood sorcery is extremely strange. The spiritual power and the power of essence and blood complement each other. The blood mist snake, which is formed by Yan Jidao's spiritual power and the power of essence and blood, swallows everything and has great power. It can't do anything when it comes to the peak of the general realm.

But he couldn't even trap Su Bai for half a moment. How strong is Su Bai?

At this moment, Duan Yuren even forgot the pain of his body and stared at Su Bai in the distance, with a trance.

What is the origin of this young man?

Is he really just a pawn abandoned by the Su family?

When Duan Yuren's thoughts were surging, the blood fog in front of Yan Jidao had been illusory to the extreme.

At this point, Yan Jidao calmed down.

He stares at Su Bai, as if to carve his appearance in the bottom of his heart.

”I think Yan Jidao has been in China for decades, but I didn't expect that I was planted in your hands today, and I was killed at that time!”

”Since you don't want to let me live, I will kill you even if I die!”

”Oh?”

With a faint smile, Su Bai said, ”it seems that you still have the best way to fight, so let me see it!”