Looking at the smile on the old blind man's face, I took a slight step back, and the aura of danger I felt from him grew heavier and heavier.

But his story did not stop, and he continued: "When the child fell out of the belly of the python, he was already dying, and the white tiger was full after eating the snake's meat, so he did not eat the child again, but took it back to his nest, and it raised the child. ”

"But one day, two monks came, and they said that they would domesticate the white tiger, so they took the tiger away."

At this time, the Purple Moon Sword in the old blind man's hand flipped over a few more times, and countless purple qi waves flew towards me.

At the same time, the old blind man flew towards me with his sword.

When I used my magical power to block those purple qi, the old blind man swung his sword and came to me, and I swung my sword to block it.

The swords of the two of us collided together, and sparks flew in an instant, his speed was not as fast as the gray-clothed Tianguan, and it stands to reason that he was not as fast as mine, I should be able to suppress him in the sword technique, but I don't know what's going on, I was completely dragged into his rhythm, and I wanted to speed up, but I couldn't improve it.

Because every time I wanted to speed up the sword, the old blind man's sword would always stab at me from an angle, so that I had to return the sword to block, and the sword I stabbed out was withdrawn, and this speed was greatly reduced for a while.

In the mystery of swordsmanship, I was much worse than the old blind man.

"Dang!"

There was another violent collision, and the two of us separated from each other after hundreds of moves.

The long sword in the old blind man's hand rolled for a moment, and then said slowly: "The Hanging Eyes White Tiger was not the opponent of those two monks and was captured, leaving only the child in the tiger's den, but at that time, the child was already nine years old, and after following the Hanging Eyes White Tiger for a few years, he already had some predatory ability, and he began to prey on the weak animals in the forest for a living." ”

As he spoke, the Purple Moon Sword in his hand waved again, and countless small animal-like purple qi flew towards me, including rabbits, foxes, toads, snakes, rats, insects, and ants......

I directly cast a move in the hinterland of heavenly fire, and the black flames in the sky spread directly over, and those small animals were also swallowed by the flames in an instant.

But my flame was extinguished in an instant.

The old blind man's purple qi was very strong, and I vaguely felt some clues, and his attack was related to his pair of eyes without pupils.

Even though his eyes were closed, I could feel that those eyes were the source of all his sword moves.

At this time, the snow dragon sword in his hand also moved, and with a wave of his long sword, it really changed the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky floated, and it was snowy in an instant.

Snow flakes as big as goose feathers writhed and fell from the sky, and a biting cold came in an instant.

I'm a holy demon, so why do I still feel cold?

Could it be that the old blind man's swordsmanship was mixed with some illusions......

I took a deep breath, the demonic qi rolled in my body, and in an instant, I defended all the cold qi outside my body.

The old blind man continued: "One winter, two more monks came to the valley and took the child away, and they took the child as an apprentice, and taught the child how to eat cooked food, and taught the child how to speak, and how to use his eyes. ”

Hearing this, my heart suddenly "popped".

It won't be the monk of Beitianmen who took away the Eye-Eyed White Tiger, because in the end, the child of the Eye-Eyed White Tiger was passed on to Mu Yifei.

And the ones who took the child away were the two Heavenly Venerables of the South Heavenly Gate, who were the masters of the Purple Moon Sword and the Snow Dragon Sword respectively.

Could it be that the chief gate master of the South Heavenly Gate is so targeting the North Heavenly Gate because of the eye-catching white tiger?

When I thought this, the ground was already covered with a thick layer of snow, and the yellow sand in front of the Nantian Gate was gone.

Something seemed to be surging under the thick snow, and it was raising a thick ridge over the snow.

The ridge spread towards me, and then quickly surrounded me.

Before I could use my aura to probe clearly, a huge thing came out of the snow ridge, and it was a huge snow-white dragon.

"Whew!"

The dragon quickly tore at me, and the mourning bell in my hand was thrown into the air, covering me directly, and the dragon slammed into the bell.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

As a huge bell rang, a huge explosion followed, and a large piece of snow around my Soul Bell was blown away in an instant.

The yellow sand beneath the snow was once again revealed.

And my side quickly pinched the finger in the mourning bell, and the yellow sand also circled up, and the sound of the wind sounded, and under the strong wind, the yellow sand also quickly turned into a dragon, and then crashed into the old blind man.

The old blind man waved the snow dragon sword in his hand again, and a snow-white dragon also flew up behind him, and collided with my Huang Sharon.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the sky was full of snowflakes and yellow sand.

It was dark for a moment.

On my side, after the Soul Bell blocked Yu Wei, I also quickly collected the Soul Bell, and then grabbed the Four Soul Sword and rushed towards the old blind man.

When I rushed, I also quickly cast the sky and fire, and the huge flames covered the earth, and the thick layer of snow on the ground was melted away in an instant.

The snowflakes did not even turn into water, but directly evaporated into water vapor, and the sand under the snow was still dry.

I also came to the old guy at this time, and the four soul swords in my hand waved quickly, "Dangdangdang", I slashed out several swords in a row, forcing the old blind man to retreat one after another.

I knew by this time that I could no longer follow the rhythm of the old blind man, and that I had to take control of the situation in my own hands.

I was very aggressive, but after a while, I realized that my speed was slowed down by the old blind man again.

Finally, he slashed again.

"Dang!"

I swung my sword to block, and the whole person was repelled dozens of meters again.

After I retreated, the old blind man rolled the long sword in his hand and said, "Young man, don't worry, my story is not finished yet, listen carefully." ”

This old blind man, the story is the sword intent, listening to his story is equivalent to falling into his sword intent.

But how do I break free from this sword intent?

Hiding in the mourning bell, and when he finished telling the story, I had a strong premonition that after this old guy's story was finished, something extremely bad would happen, and I couldn't let him finish the story.

At this time, the old blind man continued: "That boy is very clever and learns everything quickly, but he is looked down upon by his fellow disciples because of his eyes. ”

"Since he was a child, he has been called a little blind man, and even his two masters have called him a little blind man."

"That kid treats his two masters as benefactors, but his two masters just treat him as a dog raised from the wild."

"His master taught him those things just so that he could communicate with others in the master's sect."

"And there is only one result of his communication, being bullied, being bullied constantly."

As he spoke, the aura around him condensed again, and then quickly attacked me.

I used my magic energy to block those breaths one by one, and at this time, I slowly closed my eyes and opened my eyes again, I wanted to find the weakness of this old guy's story.

If you can find the weaknesses of his story, you can find the weaknesses of his sword technique, and then destroy the structure of his story and break his rhythm.

The old guy swung his sword as he spoke, and I listened with my eyes closed, swinging my sword to block his magical powers.

We both had our eyes closed, as if two blind men were fighting.

Immediately, someone on the side of Nantianmen was discussing: "The door master and that monster are both closed, this is the first time I've seen this kind of fight." ”

The other said, "But this battle looks tepid, and it doesn't look like a contest between the Holy Immortal and the Holy Demon at all." ”

At this time, an old man at the level of a heavenly immortal said: "You two know a fart, how can you spy on the rhythm power contained in the story sword technique of the door master, who is also a strong man at the holy level, the heavenly official just now also said that Zhang Mu is the strongest here, but our door master is relying on the power of rhythm, and he suppressed the strongest person in the mouth of the heavenly palace." ”

"This kind of fighting skill needs to be well experienced, if you can learn a thing or two, you will benefit immensely in the future."

The two people who were talking about it also nodded one after another.

From this story, I only heard that the head of Nantianmen was a sad person, and even a little worthy of sympathy, and there was nothing flawed.

I'm getting deeper and deeper into his rhythm, and it's not a good sign to go on like this.