"Senior sister." Su Baiyi rushed forward and tried to help Nangong Xier up, but the explosion was far from over, and the second huge impact force hit them again. Su Baiyi used all his energy to forcefully block the front, and soon blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry about me." Nangong Xier's voice was weak, as if she was seriously injured.
"Senior Sister, put it in your own words." Su Baiyi stretched out his palm, "What are you afraid of?" He held Nangong Xier in his arms and slid ten feet away under the impact, leaving a long ditch on the ground, but the impact force did not weaken at all.
Feng Zuojun and the others had already retreated to the outside of the long street. When they turned around, they found that Nangong Xier and Su Baiyi had not escaped yet. Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling wanted to rush forward immediately, but the man in blue held their shoulders with his hands: "Even if you two join us, it will be useless."
Priest Xue said in a deep voice: "Indeed, but if that girl hadn't wielded her sword to cover your retreat, you wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Even if it means death, we have to try. We can't just let Senior Sister and Su Baiyi wait to die!" Feng Zuojun broke free from the green-clothed man's hand and was about to move forward, but he saw a white-haired old man already landed next to Su Baiyi.
"Boy, I think you are the only one with some talent in this generation of the Su family. Don't die here today." Su Jian landed next to Su Baiyi and also swung a palm forward.
Although the powerful impact force still showed no sign of slowing down, Su Baiyi clearly felt that the burden on his body was much lighter. He smiled and said, "With the old ancestor in charge, I am naturally not afraid."
"Don't mention that I have no strength left after the battle just now, but even if I was at my best, I would not dare to stop the impact of the explosion of heaven and earth. You take your sister away, I will block it for you for a while." Su Jian said slowly.
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Su Jian meant. He wanted to sacrifice himself in exchange for the lives of Su Baiyi and Nangong Xier. He was touched in his heart, but he still teased: "Grandmaster, you are the Demon Lord. It's really a bit strange for you to do such a selfless thing..."
Su Jian's forehead was already covered with sweat. He laughed and scolded, "Get out of here, you little brat. Stop talking nonsense and disgusting me."
"Ancestor, when I do things, I only move forward and never retreat." Su Baiyi said with his head raised.
"You can keep going forward, but the beauty in your arms is about to die!" Su Jian shouted.
Su Baiyi hurriedly looked at Nangong Xier in his arms and found that she had fainted. He hesitated for a moment, then said loudly: "Those people from Fusheng Zuimeng Tower, aren't you going to arrest me? If I die in a while, will my body be of any use to you? Come down and help quickly! If you don't come down, I will-"
"You are very smart." Bai Long landed beside Su Baiyi and waved his palm forward. "You know how to take advantage of the situation. No wonder the host thinks so highly of you."
Su Baiyi glanced at him and said, "So, you must take me away?"
Bai Long nodded: "I cannot disobey the order of the host."
"Brother." Bai He also came to their side with a sword.
"Take him away first." Bai Long said in a deep voice.
Su Baiyi did not expect Bailong to block the impact for him, but let Baihe attack him. In desperation, he drew out the Junyu Sword with his left hand.
"With your swordsmanship, you still want to fight me?" Bai He stabbed Su Baiyi with a sword.
Su Baiyi did not hesitate and directly used the sword skills in the Immortal Scroll.
When he faced Ning Qingcheng in Shanglin Palace that day, he realized one thing: the swordsmanship in the secret scroll given to him by Jimo Huaxue was the most powerful martial arts in his hands. So during the time when he was held hostage by Su Jian, he often secretly opened the secret scroll. But it was strange that every time he looked at the secret scroll, his mind would be a little dazed, and a figure practicing swordsmanship on the top of the snowy mountain would appear in his mind. Every time it felt like a dream, and after waking up, he would still feel inexplicably moved. And his understanding of the swordsmanship also made great progress every time.
A frosty air rushed towards Bai He as Jun Yu's sword stabbed out.
Although he had practiced the sword technique countless times in his mind, this was the first time he actually used it after leaving Shanglin Palace.
Bai He's sword collided with Jun Yu's sword, and he looked shocked. The frosty sword energy directly covered his sword. The biting cold seemed to freeze him instantly. Even though he was as proud as he was, he made a decision immediately.
Withdraw the sword!
Bai He dropped his sword and flew away quickly.
The Feather Crane Sword covered with frosty sword energy instantly shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Su Baiyi swung the sword in his hand again, and the sword rolled up a frosty air and rushed towards Baihe. No matter how fast Baihe was, he had already retreated to the eaves at this moment, but he still couldn't completely avoid the sword energy. The entire eaves were frozen in an instant. Baihe lowered his head and looked at his long gown, which was already covered with frost. If he had been a step slower just now, at least one arm would have been left behind.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Bai Long frowned.
"Of course it's what you've always wanted, the swordsmanship in the immortal's book!" Su Baiyi said proudly.
Su Jian looked serious and looked at Su Baiyi: "You lied to me?"
Su Baiyi asked in confusion: "What do you mean I lied to you?"
"This is not the sword technique in the immortal book." Su Jian said in a deep voice.
"What?" Su Baiyi put away his sword. "This is the sword manual given to me by my second sister-in-law, Jimo Huaxue."
"I'll just believe you didn't lie to me." Su Jian looked ahead, "The most urgent thing now is to get rid of this damn mask."
Su Baiyi nodded. He had never thought that the swordsmanship could be so powerful. He immediately began to swing his sword wildly in front of him, shooting out frosty sword energy one after another, freezing the invisible impact force. Su Jian and Bai Long, who had been unable to hold on, breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Zuojun and others in the distance were stunned. Feng Zuojun asked in confusion: "When did Su Baiyi learn such powerful martial arts?"
Priest Xue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Sword of Northern Kunlun?"
"Freeze them all!" Su Baiyi swung his sword for the last time, finally eliminating the impact force completely. He then stuck the Jun Yu Sword into the ground and panted heavily, "Done."
"Star Official!" Bai Long shouted loudly.
Su Jian turned around and struck Bai Long with one palm. Their palms collided and they both took three steps back.
The seven star officials jumped down immediately, but were knocked back by the seven masks.
"You have destroyed the sorrow of heaven and earth, so leave your life to me today!" Priest Xue stood in front of Su Baiyi.
Su Jian said in a deep voice: "Pick up your sister, let's get out of here."
Su Baiyi looked at Nangong Xier, only to see that her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her breathing was becoming more and more rapid.