As soon as the Thunder Fist was released, it instantly evolved into the Crazy Thunder Realm within a radius of ten miles, and Crazy Thunder bombarded Chen Bailian violently.
However, Chen Bailian was not afraid. He looked upright and shouted loudly, "Good come."
"The body of hundreds of exercises, the Vajra Invincible Fist."
The domineering fist intention suddenly burst out. Chen Bailian's fists turned into a phantom that was invisible to the naked eye. With that invincible will, it surged and stormed and killed the Crazy Thunder Realm.
But at this moment, Su Bei suddenly laughed.
"So what if you can break the Crazy Thunder Realm? Let's look at my ten directions of swordsmanship."
Su Bei, who had been behind him, raised his left hand in an instant. His ten fingers bounced continuously, and ten sword energy were assassinated, spreading across the entire space.
Clam clang clang clang...
With ten consecutive sounds, Chen Bailian was hit ten times before he could completely break the Crazy Thunder Realm. His body was shocked, and ten huge forces hit him hard and flew backwards. He was wearing blue clothes and shattered, turning into pieces of rags, floating in a mess, flying randomly in the air.
At this time, Su Bei saw Chen Bailian, who was already naked, and his body emitted a bronze light. It was not the flesh and blood of the human body, but like a body made of piece of steel.
At this time, ten white marks were left in the naked upper body, shoulders and elbows, and not the key points. They were the sword marks left by Chen Bailian when Subei Thorned.
"Master!" Hua Zichen and the other five shouted in horror.
Chen Bailian was knocked away a hundred feet away before he could barely stop. He looked at Su Bei with surprise, then lowered his head again, looking at the ten sword marks on his body in disbelief.
"What kind of sword technique are you?" Chen Bailian said in horror.
He knew that if his body was not strong enough, he would have been injured at this time. Although it would not endanger his life, it would have been enough that he could not fight again.
Of course, Su Bei was also surprised at this time. The Ten-Strait Sword Dao was evolved from the First Emperor's Sword Technique. Under the powerful power of Su Bei, the power was naturally extraordinary. Although he failed to exert all his strength, the ten swords that could destroy gold and jade could only leave ten white sword marks on Chen Bailian.
To him, it is equivalent to no harm at all.
What level did he reach to be so powerful when he practiced physically? Su Bei secretly exclaimed.
After a fight, Su Bei won the sword technique, but Chen Bailian showed his strong physical cultivation. It was meaningless to continue fighting again.
Su Beishuanghou was shocked and then put his hands behind him. Chen Bailian burst out with her green clothes, naked, staring at the sword marks on his body. For a moment, he forgot all his expressions or actions.
After a while, Chen Bailian raised his head and looked at Su Bei. A complex look flashed in his eyes.
"I wonder, Brother Su, who is the master?" Chen Bailian sighed lightly and said slowly.
"No door, no sect." Su Bei said truthfully.
When Chen Bailian heard this, his eyes lit up and said straight: "Brother Su, do you think this is true?"
"It's true."
After Su Bei's dialect, Chen Bailian immediately asked, "Then, where does Brother Su want to go?"
"Haha, I have scattered people in my world, and I have homes all over the world, from wherever I come and go." Su Bei smiled indifferently and whistled softly.
A kind of artistic conception of being arrogant and free and unrestrained in the world followed. Suddenly, Chen Bailian and others looked at each other. In an instant, they felt fascinated.
In an instant, Chen Bailian's heart sank, but he couldn't say what he originally thought.
"In this way, Brother Su is really a person with a temperament. I feel inferior to him. Well, I wonder if Brother Su can appreciate his face. Come to the door and drink a cup of tea?"
Chen Bailian was amazed, and then invited Su Bei to go to the Bai Alchemy Sect.
When Su Bei heard this, his mind turned around and said in a flash: I have just missed this world this time, so I should need to know more. Now that Chen Bailian is not bad, I might as well sit with him and ask for a while.
After thinking about it, Su Bei smiled slightly, but he agreed happily, saying, "I'm going to bother Brother Chen."
When Chen Bailian heard this, his face was happy and said, "Where, where, brother Su, please."
...
A group of seven people, Su Bei and Chen Bailian were in front, and Hua Zichen and the other two were carefully following behind and landed towards the Bailian Vajra Gate.
In a moment, Chen Bailian took northern Jiangsu and descended to the square before a mountain building. Then, Chen Bailian waved Hua Zichen and the other five.
At this time, northern Jiangsu carefully looked at the building. The mountain breeze was gentle, the huge green pine everywhere, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. Before that building, there was a ten thousand stone steps built along the mountain.
The three dragons and phoenixes in the Vajra Palace are flat and hang high above the front door of the huge building, shining.
Chen Bailian led the way forward, and in a moment, he passed through the gate of the Vajra Hall and entered the building. Suddenly, he saw a rockery flowing water, pavilions, pavilions, lotus ponds reflected the sun, and a quiet place.
This place is not like a place in a martial arts sect, but like a villa of a rich man.
A look of surprise flashed in Su Bei's eyes. This completely fell into Chen Bailian's eyes. Chen Bailian immediately smiled and said, "We martial arts practitioners should be calm, not arrogant or impatient. Living in such a place will be of great benefit to our martial arts cultivation."
When Su Bei heard this, he smiled indifferently without complaining. There are thousands of ways, each with its own way, and no one can say one's way, which is the best way.
Chen Bailian took Su Bei across the lotus pond bridge and came to the Tangxin Pavilion. A round stone table made of white jade and four stone benches. Chen Bailian asked Su Bei to sit down before sitting down.
In a moment, two maids came to the pavilion with tea trays, poured two cups of tea for them carefully, and stood respectfully on the side.
At the same time, another maid came to Chen Bailian with a wooden tray, carefully put it on for him, and then returned slowly.
The lotus pond was clear and the breeze was gentle. The three maids did all this without making any sound. It was quiet and Subei suddenly felt a sense of pleasure, and he entered his body and felt very comfortable.
The tea aroma is strong and thrills to the nose. Su Bei picked up the tea cup and gently lifted the lid of the cup. The tea soup was clear, just like the green leaves in March, full of vitality.
"Good tea." Su Bei took a sip, put down the tea, and then sighed.
When Chen Bailian heard this, he smiled slightly, and drank a sip of tea himself, saying, "This is one of the few 100,000-year-old tea trees in the Heishan area. They are dried with the true fire of martial arts and without any other materials to retain the most authentic tea fragrance."
"Haha, thank you Brother Chen for your kind treatment." Su Bei smiled.
"Brother Su, you're welcome."
The next moment, the two of them were speechless for a while. Chen Bailian drank several sips of tea, while northern Jiangsu's eyes looked at the beautiful lotus flowers blooming in the lotus pond reflected in the sun.
"It comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes in the clear water but is not charming, is straight in the middle and out, does not vines or branches, the fragrance becomes clearer from afar, and is planted in a pavement. You can see it from afar but not play with it!" Su Bei sighed suddenly.
"Well, Brother Su is so literary." Chen Bailian looked at Su Bei in surprise when he heard this.
Su Bei suddenly woke up, and a look of unnatural flashed across his face. He was in this quiet and clean environment and saw the lotus, his mood was calm. Unconsciously, he recited the words and sentences of his previous life. Unexpectedly, it attracted Chen Bailian's praise.
"Ha, Brother Chen praised it. This is just a word from others, just showing off his own tricks." Su Bei smiled awkwardly.
"Oh, I don't know who the literati was able to write such wonderful words. If I had a fate, I would like to strengthen this wise man." Chen Bailian said.
"White lotus elegant, this young master is really well-informed." A delicate female voice suddenly came.
When Su Bei heard this, he immediately looked in the sound. It turned out that at some point, a woman in white stood on the small bridge connecting the edge of the lotus pond where the pavilion was where the two were sitting.
The woman was graceful and beautiful. She had no makeup on her pretty face, she had a plump face, a small mouth, a slight nose, and a slightly pointed chin. Her whole face was neither fat nor thin. Her long hair was like other people in the Alchemy Sect, tied it with a red head rope, and her elegant aura came out of it.
She is really as beautiful as a fairy, and she can't find any flaws. Whether it's a figure or a face, she is more fat and less thin. Her body, every part, is just right.
"Ran'er, why are you here?" Chen Bailian immediately had a smile on his face when he saw the woman, and shouted lovingly.
The woman smiled lightly, stepped into the pavilion, bowed to Chen Bailian Yingying, and said, "Yanran pays homage to my father."
Then, she looked sideways at Su Bei, bowed slightly, and said, "I have seen the young master."
Su Bei smiled slightly, but said naturally: "Girl doesn't need to be polite."
Chen Yanran saw that Su Bei was not moved by her beauty, and a look of surprise flashed across her face. Of course, she could not know that in the battle world of Su Bei, there were five peerless beauties who were not inferior to her.
At this time, Chen Bailian looked at Su Bei and said, "Brother Su, this is the little girl Yanran."
Su Bei smiled and looked at Chen Yanran, floated up, bowed and said, "It turns out that it is Brother Chen's daughter, so I'm polite."
Chen Yanran bowed back and said straight: "Young Master Nai Yashi, the little girl is ashamed of her."
Then, Chen Yanran smiled and continued, "It is rare that my father and Mr. Su are a bit elegant today. Drink tea and enjoy lotus flowers. Yanran will present a song here to cling to the elegance."
When Chen Bailian heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "It's great, I haven't heard my baby girl play the piano for a long time. It's wonderful, wonderful."
When Su Bei heard this, he smiled indifferently, nodded slightly, just thinking that he was accusation.
Su Bei didn't understand anything elegant. Sometimes he was even more disdainful. Most of the things in the world were not done by literati and scholars, and killing and robbing people was the true portrayal of the world of monks.
Chen Yanran walked slowly and sat on the stone bench on the edge of the pavilion. She sat on the railing. The next moment, she brushed her hands and a green jade zither appeared between her hands.
At the same time, she gently put the Yaoqin in front of her, and immediately placed the Yaoqin in the void in front of her. Her fingers trembled slightly, and the melodious sound of the piano suddenly rang out.
"In March, the wind blows, the lotus leaves are round, the sun is shining, the ripples are swaying, the grass is green, and the dew is wet the dress..."
The sound of the piano was slow and the singing was melodious. Chen Yanran plucked the strings, but she had already started singing.
In an instant, Su Bei's mind was shocked, and a distant and ethereal artistic conception rose naturally. His mood seemed to float far away with Chen Yanran's singing and the sound of the piano.
"There is a girl who is beautiful in white clothes, beautiful face as flowers, and her fingers are clever and sounds of the piano, which calms down thousands of worldly worlds..."