Xie Jiazhuang, Tibetan Sword House.

Ding Peng held the scimitar tightly, holding the scimitar engraved with "Xiaolou listens to the spring rain all night".

Now there is only one man in his eyes, a man with a sword.

The sword is very ordinary, but this sword is a unique sword in the sky and on the earth, because the person who holds the sword is the unique Xie Xiaofeng in the world and underground!

Xie Xiaofeng didn't move, didn't speak, but the sword had been drawn, and at this moment he was no longer an ordinary old man, but a peerless swordsman.

Sen Han's sword qi comes from the sword, and Sen Ran's sword intent comes from people.

Whether it is a sword or a person, it is enough to make any young man in the world who is hot-blooded and cold, washing away his blood, and even his bones are cold.

This is the first time that Ding Peng has faced a master of real "meaning", Liu Ruosong is not worthy of lifting shoes compared to Xie Xiaofeng. In the face of such a person, such a person, Ding Peng actually retreated, and he was afraid, and he even had the idea that he would be defeated.

This is the Third Young Master of Excalibur? is like this when facing Xie Xiaofeng, so if he faces Tianjun, how unbearable will he be?

Ding Peng's palm holding the knife broke out in a cold sweat, and the palm of the hand that did not hold the knife, the bones of his hand seemed to be crushed by himself.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at him coldly...... Then, the sword, slowly, moved.

Ding Peng stared at the sword deadly, and blood bit out from the corner of his mouth......

The sword, stabbed out!

It was very light, very slow, without warning, as if it was inadvertently stabbed.

With this stab, the sword turned into light, flying light, flying sword light!

The sword light is unstoppable, and it shoots out with the momentum of Pei Mo Yu!

Qi speed, right in Ding Peng's heart, this is the fifteenth sword of Yan Thirteen's "Thirteen Swords of Death", it has no change, only one stab, so Ding Peng can't see the change, and he can't see the aftermath, but he saw a "thing" that shocked him.

It was a crash, and Ding Peng seemed to have seen it.

The dead machine is integrated into the sword light, and the sword light is everywhere, and there is only the dead machine!

Ding Peng suddenly found that he couldn't avoid, couldn't dodge, couldn't hide, couldn't hide. He couldn't even swing a knife, because he couldn't stop it.

He had no choice but to retreat.

But no matter how fast he retreated, he couldn't come as fast as the sword light.

This is Yan Thirteen's fifteenth sword? This is the sword technique that defeated Xie Xiaofeng? Such a swordsmanship was actually defeated by the Heavenly Monarch?

In the face of this sword that is full of death, Ding Peng has no choice, even if he has a magic knife in his hand and a divine sword, he has no way at all.

He could only take these three kinds of questions, three kinds of surprise, and wait for death to come.

Nothing could be done except waiting for death, just when Ding Peng was waiting for death, just when the sword light was within reach and the tip of the sword had not touched the heart, the sword suddenly stopped.

Ding Peng saw the sword stop with his own eyes, but although the sword stopped, the fear of feeling death was still there.

He still showed an expression of extreme fear on his face, and when Ding Peng looked at Xie Xiaofeng, he suddenly found that Xie Xiaofeng's eyes also showed an expression of extreme fear, as if it was even more terrifying than himself.

With a "ding", the sword fell to the ground, and Xie Xiaofeng's hand trembled.

Why? Why would he ......

Ding Peng didn't understand, until a long time passed, until the bright moon shone on Xie Xiaofeng's face, he seemed to be old......

"For the past thirty years, I have been studying the sword of Yan Thirteen, until three years ago, when I knew that he was back, I finally understood this sword."

Ding Peng nodded, he couldn't say anything, the fire in his eyes seemed to have been extinguished by this sword.

Xie Xiaofeng also seemed to see it, and he said again: "You are still young, you have unlimited possibilities when you are young, and when I was your age, I would never have your current achievements." ”

Ding Peng just asked, "In the face of the sword just now, did he really win?" ”

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and said: "He won, although he hurt him, but it was indeed Yan Shisan who died, are you afraid now?" ”

Ding Peng didn't admit it, he didn't dare to admit it.

Xie Xiaofeng let out a long sigh and said slowly: "It's a pity that I can't use this sword anymore, but if you are willing, I will use my own swordsmanship to hone your sword." ”

Ding Peng bowed his head and was silent.

Xie Xiaofeng said softly: "It doesn't matter if you really don't dare to face him, it's not your fault, because no one in the world can find someone who dares to face him." ”

It was a very clumsy agitation method, but Ding Peng raised his head again.

Xie Xiaofeng smiled: "Okay, good, this is a young man, this is like a young man." ”

……

Qingqing took arbitrarily and came to a dilapidated mountain temple.

The temple had collapsed, and nothing here was intact, broken doors, broken walls, broken places, except for the clay statue of the god......

No one would blaspheme the gods, not even the statue with its blue face and fangs.

This mountain temple doesn't even provide shelter from the wind and rain, so no one comes here during the day, and no one comes at night. When Qingqing came here with arbitrariness, the mountain temple where no one came suddenly came.

The tall and burly body, wearing a suit of armor, wearing the "blue-faced fangs" mask like a god, and a pair of eyes seemed to shine with blue light, and the person who came was more than the mountain god.

Such a tall and burly man, but his steps were as light as a cat, and there was no sound under his feet, except for the shaking of the nails on his body, he barely made any sound.

"The last general has seen the princess and the heavenly monarch."

Qingqing bowed his head slightly, and said, "I'm sorry General Right, I want you to come all the way." ”

The right general is actually a copper camel, the four elders of the Demon Sect in the past, the golden lion, the silver dragon, and Tie Yan have betrayed, only the copper camel is loyal, and Bai Xiaolou can survive, and it also depends on this bronze camel elder.

The copper camel got up and said: "The princess has an order, how dare the last general not come." ”

Qingqing asked, "Can the sect leader be with you?" ”

Copper Camel said: "Sect Master, he ......"

Before the words were finished, Bai Xiaolou, dressed in black, had already appeared in front of the three of them.

"Grandpa!"

"Master!"

Qingqing ran over, Bai Xiaolou patted her hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, why haven't I seen you for a few years, but some little daughters have behaved, how have you been in the past few years?" ”

"Division...... Sky...... He, he's been very nice to me. ”

Qingqing's face was a little red, and Bai Xiaolou could see the reason at a glance, but he didn't say anything.

He looked at Arbitrary again and smiled, "Thank you for getting rid of those two traitors." ”

Said arbitrarily: "Raise your hand." ”

Bai Xiaolou asked, "Presumably you are looking for me." ”

Nodding casually, he said, "I do have something to ask you." ”

Bai Xiaolou said: "Tianjun, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Arbitrarily asked, "Do you just want revenge, or do you want to regain the glory of the past?" ”

Bai Xiaolou was suddenly silent, and after a while, he asked, "What's the difference between the two?" ”

Arbitrarily smiled: "Naturally, there is a difference, if you just want revenge, just tell me where Tianmei, Yinlong, and Golden Lion are, I can help you kill them all, and even Xie Xiaofeng I can help you get rid of ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiaolou had already interrupted: "What if I want me to teach to rebuild the glory?" ”