In the eyes of the Xiliang Sword Saint Gujing Wubo, a light of unknown meaning flashed.

In that light, there was the slender figure of the girl.

This surprised him a little.

In the eyes of the Great Grandmaster, the cultivators who ascended to the Extreme Realm were just children of the family. Not to mention a woman in the Yuan Realm.

Not to mention that in the same realm, female practitioners are inherently weaker than male practitioners.

This has been the case for practitioners for thousands of years.

is for reality.

There are only two people who have broken it for thousands of years.

The Xiliang Sword Saint had not taken this seemingly prominent girl in his eyes before. A short-lived teenage genius, he has seen too much.

Teenagers always think that they are talented and omnipotent, but they don't know that it is only a matter of minutes and seconds for the real big people in the upper echelons to destroy them.

It's just that more often than not, it's too lazy to crush an ant.

You must know that among the hundreds of young geniuses, less than one-tenth can grow up smoothly.

Children always take themselves too seriously, even if they break the border a day earlier than their peers, they feel that they are different and rare in a century.

But that's not the way the world is.

The one who survives to the end is the winner.

His wife always told his daughter that she was a genius that she had not met in a hundred years, but the Xiliang Sword Saint himself knew very well.

His daughter is not.

Martial arts is not such a simple thing, but the people in this world, they can't understand it.

The Great Grandmaster's eyes were as cold as snow.

I can't see most of the people in this world.

It's been a long time since anyone in this world has been able to talk to him and deserve a glance from him.

Even if this girl had the secret of swordsmanship and the secret of the divine beast White Tiger, the Xiliang Sword Saint didn't care.

With that girl's realm, she couldn't make any splashes at all.

So at this moment, the Xiliang Sword Saint was a little surprised.

For this girl really walked into his eyes.

Now that he saw her, he knew everything.

The Xiliang Sword Saint stared at the slender figure on the high platform, his eyes slightly downcast.

Advance awareness, tenacious will to fight, and ...... The gray-haired old man glanced at the indignant teenagers holding the hilt of his sword under the high platform.

There is also the ability to unite people's hearts.

This is a natural strongman.

It's only a matter of time before she becomes stronger.

In time......

"In time, I will definitely become the strongest cultivator in the world."

At this moment, a bright female voice suddenly sounded in her ears, making the Great Grandmaster who had been extinct stunned.

This is the voice he hasn't heard in a long time.

That's, when was it?

He had almost forgotten the past.

When a person can do everything, the past is no longer important.

But he didn't expect that he could still remember this sentence.

Sure enough, it's old.

In the old and faded memory, the Xiliang Sword Saint saw the thin girl standing in the light and shadow.

She was as thin as a bamboo pole, but she crossed her waist with one hand and waved her hand domineeringly.

"In time, I will definitely become the strongest cultivator in the world."

In the light and shadow, the young man who was squatting on the stone and sharpening his sword raised his head and spoke helplessly.

"You're already the strongest in the world...... Female practitioner too. ”

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" The woman glared at him, "I want to be the most powerful person in the world, not the most powerful woman in the world!" ”

The boy who lived in the mountains and couldn't speak was blown down by the girl's eyes, so he had to bow his head and continue to sharpen his sword.

The light and shadow hit the two figures standing and squatting, swaying and shaking.

And the white-haired Xiliang Sword Saint quietly watched this scene in his mind until the light and shadow faded.

His gaze remained on the woman's silhouette until a second before it faded completely.

The next moment, the old man opened his eyes.

No one knew what the old man saw the moment he closed his eyes, what Empress Sima who was sitting next to him saw was that the Xiliang Sword Saint slowly closed his eyes.

Then he stared at the high platform in the distance and raised a hand.

What the other practitioners felt was the sudden and inexplicable silence of the forest, and the flow of air that didn't seem quite right.

People get goosebumps on their backs, but they don't know why.

This is the breath of extinction that only a few people can feel.

A silent slaughter was approaching, enveloping the entire high platform before anyone was aware of it.

"Lizheng, what's wrong with you?" Hong Shan looked at his friend who was suddenly covered with cold sweat on his forehead, and opened his mouth puzzled.

But Duan Lizheng ignored him and pulled out the cold moon on his waist. The young man's pupils trembled, and he looked at the sudden attack in mid-air, which was terrifyingly large compared to the girl's killing intent.

The expressions of the people were a little strange, but they were still talking about the battle on the high platform, and no one knew that one of the women had been locked by the most terrifying force in the world.

Only...... Did you give it a try?

Zhu Luan stood quietly on the stage.

In the case of Su Qing losing too much blood and losing her true yuan without knowing it, even if she ascended to the extreme realm, she was not her opponent.

Her opponent was never her.

Zhu Luan looked at the old man from afar, looked at the cold eyes that had no emotion in the distance, listened to Su Qing's shout behind him, and held the hilt of the Naked Sword.

The Xiliang Sword Saint stared indifferently at the girl on the high platform who seemed to never know how to bend her knees, and gathered her breath in her hand.

Raise a hand at her.

A terrible aura erupted on the observation deck.

Du Haoqian in the other box got up!

How could it be!

The man rushed to the box next to him regardless of the image of the soldier of the military department, and the tea bowl in Duan Haochu's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

But nothing can be stopped.

Du Haoqian's eyes were split.

In this world, no one can stop the Great Grandmaster's blow.

The only one who can stop the Great Grandmaster is the Great Grandmaster.

But at this time, here, at this moment, there is only one great master.

It's all over.

The wind howled, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Everyone in the world looks up.

Duan Lizheng rushed forward desperately.

And yet the next moment.

The sound of the wind blew the young man's forehead, and all the people who noticed that something was wrong froze in place, and Du Haoqian, who smashed the door panel of the box next door with a fist, was stunned on the spot.

Everything is gone.

As if a pocket had been tied, the breath of silence disappeared abruptly.

In the box, the Xiliang Sword Saint raised his hand and looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Looking at the figure of the man wearing a white jade mask who suddenly appeared in his field of vision when he unleashed that blow.

The only one who can stop the Great Grandmaster is the Great Grandmaster.

That's how it should be.

In the cold sight of the Xiliang Sword Saint, Song Huaizhu did not draw his sword.

His hand let go of the hilt, but the next moment it slowly lifted.

put on top of his mask.

He maintained this posture, with the old man who wielded the power of life and death.

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