Strongest Sword God System

There was a rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but it was a storm. J

Su Bai didn’t know how much he had brought to this long-awaited river and lake. The sword had never been defeated in more than 90 battles. His sword was called the closest to the sword god Xie Xiaofeng.

But there are also many people who think that Su Bai’s sword has surpassed Xie Xiaofeng, but it is still missing.

However, this does not affect the people in the rivers and lakes to regard Su Bai as the first person of Sword Dao in this era. There are also countless Swordsman who regard Su Bai as the last step on the altar and challenge Su Bai with ambition. No one lost.

At first, Su Bai did not kill these challengers, but he soon suffered from bitter fruit. In the future, he will have a large number of challengers wherever he appears. This kind of constant challenger makes him increasingly troubled.

“The name is really the most tiring…” Su Bai gently slammed Ancient Sword, a series of bloody flowers swaying down, he looked around the fearsome and shrinking challengers, some upset, just like seeing a group of lingering The flies, but he longed to live under the Cuiyun Peak, Xie Xiaofeng on the shore of the green water lake, drink a pot of light tea, leisurely basking in the sun.

“I suddenly want to go to the pot of tea, I don’t know what it tastes.” Su Bai inserted Ancient Sword into the scabbard at random. He has been carrying this Ancient Sword for two or three years, which means he left. There are also two or three years on the shore of the green water lake. At the specific time, Su Bai didn’t know, just like he didn’t know how much blood he had on the sword, but Su Bai only remembered the way to Cuiyunfeng.

Su Bai did not go back in the past two or three years, but at this moment he especially wanted to go back.

Su Bai is an activist, but he will pay for it when he has this idea in his mind, but he also knows that he is destined to be unsettled because he has been swaying in the past two years and can never hide his whereabouts. I am sure many people know where he is going.

Su Bai still remembers when he first appeared in Cuiyunfeng, it was in the early summer, but when he went back, it was a cold winter.

The wind is cold, and the snow is cold, just like the killers who crouch in the snow night.

Su Bai rides a skinny horse and comes snow. This horse was seen by Su Bai on the road. It may be that the horse is so old that even the farm work can’t do it. The host wants to kill the winter, Su Bai. I am too lazy to walk and buy it.

“Do you know the benefits of killing people in the snowy days? The advantage is that you don’t have to go after the good, this snow will go to the aftermath for you.” Su Bai gently pats the horse, he holds another wine pot The wine pot is filled with no wine, but water.

Su Bai feels that the only constant habit in his years is not to drink alcohol. In the rivers and lakes for so long, he has not learned to drink big mouthfuls of meat. He feels that drinking too much will paralyze the nerves, so the speed of the sword will be slow. This seems to make no sense, because with his Strength, even if he drinks the strongest wine every day, it has no effect on his body, but the quick defeat feels very reasonable, so he is still used to drinking water, even though it is a big winter.

“Kill…” In the snow, the slamming sound suddenly sounded, and dozens of eye-catching sword light shot from the snow pile, like the meteor in the sudden appearance of the night, glaring.

“Oh…” The old horse under Su Bai was immediately frightened, and the four hooves screamed and shouted.

“Don’t be afraid.” Su Bai patted the horse back. He didn’t even look at the overwhelming sword light, tied the wine pot to his waist, and then pulled out the horse on his back. Ancient Sword, an extremely slow, extremely graceful movement, like the gentleness of the wind, just the moment when the sword traverses, the sword light that shrouds all the cracks, a path of the body is like a broken kite Falling in the snow, the fallen blood stained the snow in the ground.

“What is the pain?” Su Bai sighed softly, and the sword was already sheathed. If it weren’t for the dead body, he knew that he had previously sword.

Su Bai calmed the horse’s emotions and continued to move forward. Only when he passed a body, he tightened the stable. He looked down at the body in the snow, where there was a black and black gem. The eyes were watching him innocently, and then a baby screamed and broke the chill in the snow.

It’s a little girl, and the age should be small.

Su Bai picked up the baby in the body of the corpse, brows slightly wrinkle. This feeling is like the choice he made when he was doing mathematics multiple choice questions, which may be the answer to the question, which made him feel overwhelmed.

Su Bai is two or three years old, and he is not a newcomer. He also understands the principle of removing grass and roots.

But looking at the baby’s scorpion, which is as clear as a mountain spring, Su Bai couldn’t get a hand. He sighed and immediately smiled. “I took her back. Xie Xiaofeng wouldn’t think it was my outside.” The species left by the wind debt…”

“Why are there children who care about the so-called fame, and bring their children…” Su Bai looked at the body on the ground, shook his head and held the baby in his arms, fearing that the cold wind had frozen him.

Perhaps it was Su Bai’s fear, or Su Bai’s superb sword technique made the people in the rivers and lakes completely fearful. After that snowy night, Su Bai never encountered an ambush, and it was rare. No, it’s not quiet, if you open your little words in your arms.

Cuiyunfeng in the cold winter was stained white by snow.

The green waters of the clear waters have also been frozen, and the lake is as smooth as a mirror.

Su Bai didn’t know where to take out an old umbrella, got off the horse, stepped on the stone steps, and went to the grassy house.

There was a fire in the house, burning, and dispelling the coldness in the snow.

Su Bai stood outside the grass house and looked at the fire. He couldn’t help but smile. He said, “You are not afraid that the fire will burn your house…”

Su Bai’s voice seemed to alarm the old man in the grass house. The old man looked up and his hair was pale. It was older than the previous two years. The only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes, like the old well in the courtyard. It seems that there is nothing in this world that can’t pick up its slightest waves.

But when the old man’s eyes looked at Su Bai’s arms, it was rare to have some changes, some mistakes and some surprises.

Su Bai shakes off the snow on the umbrella, puts the umbrella in front of the hut, and then points to the baby in his arms, smiled and said: “Don’t think too much, she is not my flesh.”

After that, Su Bai stepped into the hut and walked to a wooden table.

On the wooden table, a pot of boiled boiling water was placed on it. Obviously, the old man had just brewed a pot of tea.

Su Bai is like going home, not waiting for the old man to agree, just pour a cup of tea for himself, gently licking it, and then sip it.

“This taste…” Su Bai thought about this tea for a long time. He thought about it. When he drank this tea again, the taste of the tea should still be sweet and sweet, but now he drank it, but he couldn’t say it for a while. taste.

“Wow…” A baby screamed in the hut, perhaps Su Bai’s action, alarming the sleeping baby in his arms, or perhaps hungry, the baby cried.

Listening to this crying, Su Bai felt that the tea in his mouth had become bitter, bitter, and bitter…