Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

"If it goes on like this, it will only become more and more passive. It's better to end it as soon as possible."

After making up his mind, Su Baiyi jumped to the left, away from Lin Cong's dense firepower area, and at the same time, the light above the Tai Chi sword flourished.

"Little Thousand Sword Formation, get up!"

Following Su Baiyi's low growl, dozens of beams of light emerged from the Tai Chi sword rapidly, forming a sword formation under Lin Cong's feet, and spiritual energy poured into it frantically.

"You actually know the famous stunt of Li Qingyuan and Elder Li!"

Lin Cong's eyes widened. Once upon a time, the sect was defending against foreign enemies. He accidentally saw Li Qingyuan wearing a long robe and beheading countless enemies with a small thousand sword array. He still cannot forget it.

But how could this kid do it? Could it be that he is the direct disciple of Elder Li?

The audience also exploded immediately. Many people had seen Li Qingyuan use the Xiaoqian sword array, and immediately discussed it.

"Isn't this the skill of Elder Li? It's an untold secret, isn't it?"

"Could it be that Su Baiyi is the secret disciple of Elder Li? No wonder he is so arrogant and domineering, so he has something to rely on!"

"I haven't heard that our sect still has secret disciples..."

The discussion was endless, and it also reached Su Baiyi's ears.

Smiling embarrassingly, Su Baiyi was a little embarrassed. He should have kept it a secret, but the problem was that almost all the exercises he knew so far were passed on to him by a group of elders!
"Why do you care so much, step down for me!"

"33 swords, kill with extreme intent!"

On the Taiji sword, 33 sword shadows are outlined like cocoon peeling and spinning, hovering above the sword tip.

As if being drawn, following Su Baiyi's long sword pointing at each other, 33 sword shadows all came out in a file, shuttling around Lin Cong.

Every sword shadow was like a venomous tongue, lingering around his body, and a few drops of sweat slowly flowed down Lin Cong's face.

Anyway, being recognized by so many people, Su Baiyi simply used 33 swords again, forcing Lin Cong who was trapped in the sword formation to surrender in one fell swoop.

No one understood better than Lin Cong how terrifying the power of these two moves was.

Compared with what Li Qingyuan had seen before, Su Baiyi's sword formation and the 33 swords were just a little bit stronger based on the feeling and the strong sense of coercion.

This is also due to Su Baiyi's superb understanding of the sword and the blessing of sword intent. In addition, Su Baiyi is currently on par with Li Qingyuan in terms of cultivation alone. Furthermore, the Xiaoqian Sword Formation at this time is comparable to that of Li Qingyuan. 33 swords are by no means the same.

All-round crushing is the only way to completely break Lin Cong's defenses as soon as he makes a move.

Su Baiyi ran away just after the end, so that the crazy audience didn't catch him, but the name passed down by Li Qingyuan himself added a bit of mystery to his confusing dark horse image.

At the same time, in an attic not far away.

This is the practice room, and the open hall below is used for disciples to use exercises on a daily basis. After all, it is easy to accidentally hurt people outside.

And the top floor is also a utility room, which is rarely visited by people, and many people don't even know that they can go up here.

"See, his strength?"

A tall and burly young man with sharp edges and corners, showing determination everywhere. The man in black who asked the question was covered in pitch black and couldn't see anything.

"Yes, but since he is so strong, I'm afraid it will be difficult to match with my strength, I don't know..."

Every gesture of the young man showed unquestionable respect for the man in black, as if he was very jealous, and he even followed him fanatically.

"Of course I know, don't worry, when the time comes, I will have a way for you to win him. What you have to do now is to keep watching him. I can't come here often for those old guys in Qingyangzong. Everything depends on yourself."

After speaking, it turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared strangely, while the young man stood there respectfully with his hands folded.

After waiting for a long time, he stood up, and a look of ferocity appeared on his clean face.

"Su Baiyi, when you meet me, I will kill you on the spot!"

……

The quarter-finals was different from the preliminary round, it was divided into two groups, two-two duel, and still an elimination system, so after Su Baiyi looked at the ranking list, he hesitated for a long time for the second round.

Who would have thought that he would be parted with Gusu Wanrou!

This was really flooding the Dragon King Temple, but there was no other way, Yuan Qing had threatened and lured him before, so he didn't dare to take it seriously, so he could only bite the bullet and come to the arena.

Seats are full!

First of all, Gusu Wanrou's popularity is beyond the charts. As long as there is her competition venue, it will be overcrowded. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also beautiful and powerful. Of course, she is worthy of being a national idol.

Secondly, Su Baiyi is also very popular recently. Although most of them are scolding him, but the winner of the victory, Li Qingyuan's secret disciple, and the lace news with Gusu Wanrou, these are enough to attract so many people's attention.

Gusu Wanrou arrived at the arena early, and when she saw Su Baiyi coming, she waved happily.

"Senior sister, how about..."

"Let me tell you, I know I can't beat you, but I still want to try, how strong are you!"

Su Baiyi met her eyes that were as pure as a stream of clear water, without any impurities, clear and dust-free, with a little hope.

Shan Lai's bright eyes, graceful for about nine days, really look like a fairy descending from the mundane world.

The two stared at each other for a long time, as if time stood still.

"My Senior Sister Wanrou, my goddess, Su Baiyi has insulted her so much, don't stop me, I want to fight him hard!"

"Come on, it's just you? I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him even if I'm a tyrant in Hongqiao District. You can listen and listen. Back then, Haiguang Temple..."

Gusu Wanrou woke up suddenly, nodded shyly, and said coquettishly:

"Okay, okay, you stand over quickly, I'm going to start!"

Su Baiyi was so confused, but thinking of her serious eyes, Su Baiyi also calmed down.

"Senior Sister, you haven't cultivated the Taishang Elder's exercises to perfection yet, you can't do anything to me, I have a trick for you to follow!"

"bass--"

The Tai Chi sword came out of its sheath and made a pleasant buzzing sound, as if it understood Su Baiyi's inner voice.

Spiritual power, spiritual power poured into it like a sea wave, and the Tai Chi sword suddenly burst into flames, and the temperature on it seemed to be felt from a long distance away.

Empty everything in his heart, Su Baiyi seemed to merge with the sword, he felt the breath of the sword, the heartbeat of the sword.

"Sunset swordsmanship, with a tacit understanding!"

It was a completely unconscious move, the crescent-shaped sword aura flew out slowly, slower than his previous sword aura, it was very easy to dodge.

But this sword qi, not only the fire light on it is more restrained and solid, but also the mysterious power and aura, which no one has ever seen before, exists beyond cognition.

Gusu Wanrou watched the sword qi pass by her side, from far to near in her eyes, and then gradually went away, a seed was sprinkled in her heart in this process.

Kneeling halfway on the ground, Su Baiyi panted heavily, pulling away too much energy, his brain would explode right now.

This is a blow that contains all his understanding of swordsmanship, mixed with infinite sword intent, this is a gift he gave to Gusu Wanrou, as for how much she can comprehend, it is up to her.

Hearing the referee's voice, Su Baiyi finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.