Chapter 1273 (1/2)

He guides the storm, constantly breaking Zixiao sword, Zixiao sword is also constantly reshaping. After hundreds of times of explosion, together with the debris, they all give off the breath of the law of the wind and split the space.

What is Xianbao?

It's a weapon with the power of law!

On earth, a fragment of Xuanyuan sword can seriously injure golden alligators, because it contains the breath of law.

Bang!

All of a sudden, a bright sword light burst out in the purple storm, and the sharp breath penetrated out. The nearby mountains shook violently, broke open, and huge rocks fell down.

Zixiao sword is reborn!

The power of the sword swept everything, and even Su Bai was frightened.

This sword, however, with its own sharpness, can hurt Yuanying Tianjun.

”A month is about to pass. It's time to leave.” He said.

As soon as the void grasped, Zixiao sword flew into the hand. On the body of the sword, it was covered with purple awn. With a slight stab of the wrist, the sound of breaking the air sounded. There was a crack on the hillside of a mountain in front of us, just like an eye.

Behind the eyes, a scream issued, a corpse fell, fell to pieces.

Su Bai didn't look at it all the way.

How can he not know that someone is watching him secretly?

”It's a pity. It's just a half step away.” Su Bai looked at the Zixiao sword in his hand and regretted.

The spirit of Zixiao sword was not satisfied. It seemed that he didn't get his father's encouragement. He was in a low mood. He kept trembling and his sharp voice echoed in Tingfeng cliff.

Su Bai patted Zixiao sword lightly. The spirit of Zixiao sword saw Su Bai frowning, and immediately calmed down.

”At this point, the spirit of the instrument began to be conscious. It was a brand new life. There is even a chance to break away from its own shackles and win the title of Immortal Emperor. ” Su Bai thought of the spirit of his previous life, full of reminiscence, ”from now on, you will be called eleven.”

With the name of the instrument spirit, issued a happy sword.

”How can it be? He's still alive!” Li Chuang in front of the desk, a handsome face, a ferocious color, will directly overturn the table, originally proud mood, instantly gloomy.

This is the magic wind of the falling sun. Only the great monk can be completely safe.

The powerful friars like Wang Quanxiu will be wiped to pieces, not to mention Su Bai. What he suspects is not su Bai, but a ghost.

”It's true. I saw it with my own eyes.” A disciple of Taicang Pavilion hesitated for a moment and returned. In addition, an Qiang fell down to listen to the wind cliff and broke to pieces. ”

That anqiang, of course, is the person who has been monitoring Su Bai for a month.

”So, can we take this as an excuse?”

”Confused!” Old Li Ge was also there, scolding and saying, ”which inner disciple will run to listen to the wind cliff? That little boy can bite to death. We can't help it

The great scholar's eyes narrowed, and there was a touch of murderous air in his eyes.

Only by killing Su Bai can his grandson become a new giant.

”It's going to take a long time.” Old Li Ge said in a deep voice.

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after the swaggering return of Su Bai, the whole Taicang pavilion was a sensation. Those who saw Su Bai's disciples were like hell.