Yellow sand is charming to the eye.

The old man with the sword also looked at Ye Wangye, and a trace of caution appeared on his cynical face.

At his thigh, there was a sword.

The sword was stored for decades and never opened.

Since he lost to Ye Hong back then, he has sealed his sword, comprehended the world, and experienced the vicissitudes of life.

From a handsome swordsman with peerless elegance to a raunchy old man today, the old man who drew his sword has never made a move.

He had never performed martial arts, and all the seals were cultivated, and he lived like an ordinary old man.

Until ten years ago, he was knocked unconscious and rescued by the young Chu Zhongtian, and the two have lived together ever since.

Chu Zhongtian was secretly instructed by the old man who drew the sword all his skills, Chu Zhongtian didn't know, and thought that he was self-taught, and he always disliked it, but he had to take the old man with the sword everywhere he went.

The lame horse also followed the old man with his sword drawn all the time, bumpy and displaced, and survived every time he encountered danger.

It wasn't that long ago that the old man who drew his sword realized that his flesh could no longer contain him.

He broke through.

The realm that he had always dreamed of was loosened at that moment, and the old man who drew his sword knew that his 'life was short', and his only obsession was to lose Ye Hong's hands back then.

So he came to Xianyang and came to the Huangsha Ancient Road.

Whew!

Suddenly, a strong wind hit, raising yellow sand, and the charming eyes obscured the vision.

The old man who drew his sword lowered his eyes and said, "Stinky boy, let's go, leave Xianyang and go to the world." ”

Ye Wang Ye looked at it like this, not bothering the old man who drew his sword, maybe he didn't take Chu Zhongtian in his eyes.

Chu Zhongtian said anxiously: "You told me to leave, are you going to die?"

The old man who drew his sword scolded with a smile: "Didn't you keep saying that I dragged you down, and now you can get rid of me." ”

"Fuck your shit, your life is my life, I've been taking care of you all these years, every time I encounter danger, I sacrifice my life to save you, what nonsense are you talking about now. Chu Zhongtian was furious, pointed at the old man with a sword and scolded.

"You are my grandfather, my relative, not the second in the world, I don't want you to be the second in the world, let's go, what is the first name in the world, you wait for me for ten years, and I will help you take it back after ten years." Chu Zhongtian said nervously, his face full of worry, he didn't want this old man to die.

This is his only relative, he has been dependent on each other since he was a child, growing up with Chu Zhongtian, and he may die here today, Chu Zhongtian can't accept it.

"Stinky boy. The old man with the sword scolded, his eyes were red, and he said: "Don't be coy, this is Lao Tzu's life, if you don't die here, will you die on the side of the road that no one cares about?"

Chu Zhongtian looked at it blankly, and his mood became heavy.

The old man who drew the sword looked around and said proudly: "Today, the masters of the entire Xianyang are here, and there are many hidden masters, I have never made a move in half my life, I am afraid that many people have forgotten the horror of the old man who drew the sword back then, after today, the name of the old man who drew the sword will surely resound throughout the world." ”

Chu Zhongtian gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't persuade him.

"Let's go, you have the triple prohibition I set, which can protect you three times, no matter who the opponent is, you will be safe and sound, leave Xianyang, go to the world, and break into the loud mansion where you are a madman of Chu, and wait for Lao Tzu to be reincarnated. The old man with the sword smiled, revealing his yellowed teeth.

He said this to everyone present, to protect Chu Zhongtian.

"You old immortal, look for death by yourself, but I shouldn't have saved you when I was young. Chu Zhongtian scolded, tears slid down, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, turned around and left.

"Grandpa, today next year, I will burn paper for you. Chu Zhongtian cried and left without looking back.

The old man with the sword fell into deep thought, looked at the back of Chu Zhongtian leaving, and showed a smile, a relieved smile.

When Chu Zhongtian was gone, the old man with the sword looked at Ye Wangye, and his eyes became cold.

On his body, a layer of sword intent flashed and plunged directly into the sky.

Rumble!

This sword intent made the people around look at it in shock and feel incredible.

Other people's sword intent is half a meter long, one meter long, and the sword intent of the old man holding the sword is like a pillar of heaven, inserted into the sky, with no end in sight.

Is this the second strength in the world?

"Ye Hong, the grievances of forty years ago should be resolved now. The old man with the sword said lightly.

Ye Hongye looked at it calmly and said, "Your body is decaying, you can't stop my punch, there is no point in fighting." ”

The body of the old man with the sword is indeed old, and it exudes the smell of decay, which is the kind of old man who is about to die, and has a smell.

Ye Sheng was also quite surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Master, there should be no 100-year-old for the second in the world, why are you old like this?"

A person who practices martial arts can live to be one hundred and fifty years old when he reaches the innate, not to mention the old man who is far more powerful than the innate sword.

Qingxu Dao Chang carefully observed: "He gave up this body. ”

Ye Sheng and Daoming Zhou Meiren both looked at each other.

If a practitioner gives up his body, what is he practicing?

The body is gone, even if the soul is strong, it is still a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and it will be consumed after half a year of wandering.

Qingxu Daoist shook his head: "I don't know, his realm is higher than mine. ”

Whether it is the first in the world or the second in the world, it is more powerful than Qingxu Dao, and he can't see through it.

Not far away, the old man of Hanshan also shook his head, and he couldn't see through it.

The old man with the sword lowered his head and looked at his body and said: "Since I was defeated by you forty years ago, I gave up everything, wandered in this heaven and earth, sealed all my cultivation, an ordinary middle-aged person, lived for forty years, can I become an immortal if I am not old?"

Ye Wangye frowned, looked at the old man with a sword, and obviously felt that something was wrong with the other party.

Not only Ye Wangye, but the rest of the people felt incredible.

The most important thing for a cultivator is the body, whether it is a martial artist or a master of the divine soul, the body is the foundation of everything.

But the old man with the sword took the initiative to let his body decline and not save it at all, why is this?

"Don't you understand?" The old man with the sword looked at Ye Wangye and smiled freely.

Ye Wangye was still frowning, he couldn't figure it out.

"I can now feel the approach of death every day, this feeling you can't experience, that kind of death reminds you every day, your time is running out, I may take you away in the next second, let me feel deeply, I am an ordinary person, I have been fighting with death for more than ten years, and finally had an epiphany. The old man with the sword said lightly.

Ye Wangye's eyes froze, and he asked, "Have you had an epiphany?"

The people around him were confused, what epiphany?

Only the head of Qingxu Dao, the old man of Hanshan, Bai Yutian and others were thoughtful.

"Ye Hong, I haven't produced a sword for forty years, and after forty years, I will draw a sword for you, I hope it will not disappoint you. The old man with the sword said solemnly.

"Come on, let me see, forty years later, are you still worth my full effort?"

Ye Sheng's spirit was shocked, and he was finally about to fight.

The first in the world and the second in the world.