A white-bearded old man, holding a soft whip and a cloak on his back, black.

He stood inside the door and looked at Du Jie, his face full of anger. Being bullied is a great shame for him. Today, he has sworn in his heart that he will cut this man under his sword, so that he can relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Boy, report to the door, I'm going to make you blood spill on the spot today. The white-bearded old man opened his mouth and said.

Du Jie smiled but didn't answer, and raised his head to drink the wine gourd in his hand, and the wine fell into his mouth with a bang, which looked quite chic.

For a while, many people were a little stunned.

The white-bearded old man frowned slightly, and the long whip in his hand snapped towards the wine gourd in Du Jie's hand, just to shoot down the wine gourd.

It's just that how could Du Jie do what he wanted? Du Jie stepped lightly, and the person was already beyond the position where the long whip could be obtained.

After seeing Du Jie's actions, the white-bearded old man knew in his heart that he was by no means an ordinary person, and immediately hurriedly put away the contempt in his heart. The master has made a move, and a little negligence is a matter of losing his head.

He doesn't want to die here yet!

The wine gourd was empty, and Du Jie directly stood it in the snow, with a long sword in his hand, pointing directly at the other party: "I came to take your dog's life today, are you ready?"

The white-bearded old man thought of the reason why this person forced him to show up before, and knew that he was deliberately here to find trouble, and he no longer cared about anything in his heart, and the long whip fell, and there was a snapping sound in the air: "If you have that ability, you can take my head, but if you don't have that ability, I will also decide your head today." ”

"Okay, it's refreshing!" Du Jie laughed, and the whole person became serious.

The onlookers all held their breath and stared, not daring to breathe out any air, for fear of destroying the atmosphere in front of them.

Baihu Lao'er took the lead, he knew very well that he was already a step behind in the confrontation, and if he continued to fight against this person, then he would inevitably suffer even more.

In the face of this whip, Du Jie used his sword to break the move. Just suffered a loss to Rouben, but Du Jie still chose to do it.

Seeing Du Jie make such a move, Baihu Lao'er's face was already full of smiles, and he felt that this time he should have won. It's just that when the long whip really collided with the long sword, he knew what innocence was.

It turns out that the person who has always been is not the other party, but himself.

The long whip encountered a huge force, and the huge force was directly transmitted to the white-bearded old man'er, and he took a few steps back to offset the huge force.

And at this moment, Du Jie has already begun to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

As soon as the white-bearded old man stood firm, he already felt the edge of Du Jie's sword. He didn't have time to think about it, so he could only rush into battle.

The long sword in Du Jie's hand shook, and several sword shadows appeared. For a while, in the eyes of the white-bearded old man, it seemed that there were only these sword shadows left.

"Little old man, didn't you threaten to take my head before, why are you so depressed now, and even the desire to fight is not as strong as before;

Scared? When Baihu Lao'er heard this, he stopped the movement in his hand for some reason, and let Du Jie's sword cut through his shoulder.

Du Jie didn't take this opportunity to take his life directly, but was curious why he suddenly stopped moving.

The white-bearded old man looked at Du Jie, the long whip in his hand trembled slightly, he knew very well that the enemy in front of him was powerful, and it was definitely not something he could match. It's just that because he knows that he can't fight the enemy, he is disheartened? He kept asking himself repeatedly in his heart, wanting to give himself an answer.

Du Jie is waiting, although the person in front of him will die under his sword today, Du Jie is willing to give him a decent death. There are many ways to die, and there is a difference between a decent death and a wronged death.

Baihu Lao'er finally seemed to understand something, he looked at Du Jie, this time the long whip in his hand finally didn't shake anymore.

"Thank you. The white-bearded old man said to Du Jie.

Du Jie looked a little puzzled and asked, "Say thank you to someone who wants to kill you, are you serious?"

"Of course. ”

Du Jie smiled, and accepted this reason, and then Du Jie said: "It's a pity, today, I still have to kill you." ”

"Then it's up to you. This time, the white-bearded old man's tone could be regarded as full of pride.

Although he knew that the odds of winning were not much, he could not let this discourage his fighting spirit. Fighting, it should be upright and hearty.

This time, it was Du Jie who struck first, stabbing with the long sword in his hand, setting off several white lights. The sword shadow in the air was condensed, and this time Du Jie did not hide it again.

The white-bearded old man felt the change in the momentum of the guy in front of him, and a look of horror appeared on his face again. It turns out that this guy hasn't used all his strength before, so now, is he doing his best now?

A sense of powerlessness rose in the white-bearded old man's heart, as if he really had no way out this time.

"Shocked Baili!" "Shocked Baili!" the white-bearded old man suddenly shouted, his momentum rose sharply, and the soft whip in his hand was thrown by him. He had created a vacuum of about five paces around himself, and every time Du Jie's sword shadow struck, it could only be smashed to pieces by the whip shadow.

Du Jie felt the sudden rise of the momentum of the white-bearded old man, and knew that the guy in front of him actually forcibly improved his cultivation in a short period of time at the cost of burning his own life.

He's going to fight for his life!

Du Jie held the sword in front of his chest, and the whole person began to jump into the sky, and the Yunhe Sword in his hand was full of light.

"A sword transforms into a face!"

A huge Yunhe sword rose from under the white-bearded old man, and in an instant, it penetrated the white-bearded old man. The sword qi poured into the body of the white-bearded old man and began to pull wantonly in his body, and the sword qi outside was even more so.

"Ah......" The strong feeling of pain made the white-bearded old man finally scream out loud.

This terrible cry didn't last long, and it didn't take long for the sound to disappear cleanly, and even the white-bearded old man disappeared cleanly.

Du Jie landed and stood firm, and the Yunhe Sword in his hand had disappeared. No one dared to make a move on him, the previous scene was still engraved in their hearts, and now they all felt that the snow under their feet was hot, for fear that a false sword would suddenly emerge from their feet.

Du Jie didn't embarrass those people from the Nangong family anymore, as long as the biggest threat was eliminated, the remaining people would not be difficult for Chu Yifeng and Lishu. He once again jumped onto the head of the Ice and Snow City, his eyes looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth gradually became a little more curvature: "Finally, you can go home." ”

Du Jie can now be said to be like an arrow, and he can't wait to appear next to Mu Yun and Zhou Xixi immediately.

The long sword was thrown into the air, Du Jie jumped up, and then flew towards the place where he was haunted by his dreams......