The sword suddenly and inexplicably came out of its sheath, and as the owner of the sword, Huangfu Buyi couldn't control it at all.

The sword is famous and called 'Guhong', it is not gorgeous at all, but it looks a little simple, and it has been in the hands of Huangfu Buyi for nearly 20 years, and Huangfu Buyi's control of this sword is by no means comparable to ordinary people for many years.

Love the sword, and hold it from the age of two.

Thirty-one years is like a day, Huangfu Buyi has never slackened, and he is even thirty-one years old, and he has not even asked for a daughter-in-law, because of his sword persistence.

How far Huangfu Buyi has gone on the way of the sword, no one knows.

He rarely makes a move, and the world probably doesn't know that there is such a person in Ludao.

Unlike the swordsmen in the world, he cultivates the hidden sword, or the sword of perseverance, on this way, he is destined to be lonely, holding the sword day and night to raise the sword and then practice the sword, Gu Hong for him, it is like a part of the body, Huangfu Buyi never thought that his sword would one day lose his control and appear in the hands of others.

The old man in white held Gu Hong in his hand, sighed lightly with his fingers, and the sound like the wailing of a lonely goose came into his ears, the little bean sprouts could not hear it, and ordinary people could not hear it, only those who cultivated the Lone Sword, or who had cultivated martial arts to the level of the old man in white, could hear it.

"A sword is a good sword, but a person who doesn't know how to practice a sword is qualified to have it."

The old man in white smiled indifferently, Gu Hong was in his hand, trembling slightly, but he couldn't break free.

Huangfu Bu's body shook suddenly, and he couldn't help but be shocked back three or four steps, this is a kind of battle in the transcendent realm. Take Guhong as a medium. Both are directed to the sword. Huangfu Buyi tried to recall Gu Hong, but the old man was simpler, just trying to grab Gu Hong with his hands, nothing more, but it was a confrontation that little bean sprouts couldn't understand.

Huangfu Buyi's eyes looked at the old man in front of him solemnly, and he really couldn't get rid of an evil because he was both righteous and evil, it stands to reason that such a martial arts predecessor. At such an age and status, it is natural to lose his value or be suspected of bullying the junior, only the old man in white, he will shoot when he says it, without scruples, and the rumors are both good and evil, but it is a time for Huangfu Buyi to understand it well.

Huangfu Buyi took three steps back, his blood rolling, and his eyes were the deepest. The shadow of the sword shuttles, like a shooting star.

"Please give me advice."

Huangfu Buyi took a deep breath. Taking a step forward, he can't retreat, if he has the intention of retreating in his heart, his cultivation will plummet in the future, and his sword-guarding heart will wither, so he can't retreat.

The old man in white nodded his chin slightly without leaving a trace, holding Gu Hong's hand, and quietly loosened a little.

"If you want a sword, the old man won't give it, you want it again, if the old man doesn't give it again, and you can't beat me, what should I do?" The old man glanced at Huangfu Buyi and said indifferently.

Huangfu Buyi said without hesitation: "If the seniors swear not to return the juniors' swords, and the juniors really can't beat the juniors, then the juniors will disgust the seniors with death, at least, they can't live up to the nearly thirty years that Gu Hong has been in the hands of the juniors." ”

When the old man in white heard this, he looked at Huangfu Buyi deeply, shook his head and said, "Young man, don't put the word death on your lips, there are not many dead people in Luoyang?" A person who practices swords, death must be in the same grave with the sword, not alone, otherwise this road will not go far after all. ”

"The younger generation has been taught."

Huangfu Buyi looked at the old man with a solemn face, with the martial arts attainments of the old man in front of him, the eighteen kinds of martial arts are like arm fingers, and the way of the sword Huangfu Buyi has only taken a short journey, to be able to get this person's guidance, even if it is a few words of advice, for Huangfu Buyi, it is a great honor, this kind of honor, can be called a meeting but not sought.

"Uninteresting and uninteresting"

The old man in white shook his head, flicked his five fingers, the cold light flashed, Huangfu Buyi's arm shook, the empty scabbard sank, and Gu Hong returned again.

"It's really boring to talk about swords with you, a junior."

The old man in white pursed his lips, took the hand of the little bean sprouts, shook his head and said, "Now believe it or not, the master is a master of the top?" ”

Little Bean Sprouts shook his head and replied very seriously: "I don't believe it." ”

The old man was suddenly greatly injured, patted the little bean sprouts and ponytail, and said, "Didn't you see that the master beat him so much that his ass was urinating?" ”

"Nope." Shaking his head, the ponytail shook and trembled, unusually cute.

The old man sighed: "Okay, you won, you are a bad old man in your eyes, right?" ”

Little Bean Sprouts smiled: "It's rare for the master to be self-aware." ”

Seeing this, the old man, who had called for wind and rain in the past fifty years, was not angry and complaining, shrugged his shoulders, turned around, and stared at the emperor's cloth clothes whose face gradually turned from pale to a little bloody.

Although the old man in white was staring at Huangfu Buyi, his mind was not on him.

"Old fellow, haven't you seen enough of standing there watching the play for so long?" The old man in white roughly opened his throat and scolded.

Huangfu Buyi really saw how strong this old man who has been known as a model of righteousness and evil for a hundred years is today, Xu is angry in his heart, this guy, angry dantian, this stinking scolding, not very loud, can fall, the wall that Huangfu Buyi leaned on before instantly cracked, hissing crisp and muffled, spreading like a spider's web.

Huangfu Buyi's handsome face, which was not smiling, was unprecedentedly dignified.

The wall is cracked, Huangfu Buyi thinks he can do it, but he can't do it like the old-timer in front of him, this requires an unusually strong internal strength as the foundation, ordinary masters, is the simplest first-class military general strength, if you want to crack the wall in the air, you have to use all your strength, such as Huangfu cloth, a body of internal strength can be among the top generals, still can't do so light and light.

A tall figure appeared in the sight of the three of them.

The long hair is scattered and shoulder-length, a very ordinary and slightly rough face, and the figure is a little burly, with a height of more than one meter and eight.

Seeing the man walk out, Huangfu Buyi's chin subconsciously drooped a little.

"Father." Huangfu Buyi said respectfully.

The man whose face was not at all similar to Huangfu Buyi nodded, but his eyes were staring at the old man in white opposite, in winter, barefoot, stepping on the cold ground, but without a trace of frowning.

"Old ghost, I haven't seen you for so long, but I'm really living more and more, and this outfit is still so annoying."

The man was full of energy, moved lightly, his clothes were whigning, and every step he took out, there was a sword-shaped flicker on the ground, close to the end of the world, a few steps were like flying, and he stopped in front of the old man in an instant.

The two of them were less than two steps together, one was full of old men, and the other had white hair and black yin and yang strange colors.

Looking at the man who appeared in front of him at this moment, the old man in white smiled, and his fingers fell like lightning.

A few rays of light flickered, hitting the barefoot man's body with several deadly holes.

The man's face remained unchanged, and he didn't see any movements, his body shook suddenly, and the monstrous momentum gushed out, with him as the center, and the dust on the ground rose instantly.

Huangfu Buyi's pupils shrank, and he looked at the two of them deadly, this kind of picture is not a casual chance to meet, the two well-known figures of the previous Jiazi fight, even if it is not a life-and-death struggle, but it is enough to make people unable to turn a blind eye.

Xiao Dou Sprouts also stared at the two people in front of her with wide eyes, her delicate eyes did not move, although she was very disdainful of the old man's martial arts, in fact, it was just a child's joke, if she really wanted to have a chance to see the old man make a move, Little Bean Sprouts did not want to miss it more than anyone else.

The cold light flashed, and the old man's white hair moved in the wind, and his slightly thin body suddenly rose and fell. (To be continued......)