This white-haired old man, like a fairy wind bone, stepped out, walked for several miles, and in just a few steps, he had already come to the huge chasm.

"Junior!"

"What's your name? The old man admires you very much, and he has the spirit of the old man back then!"

The white-haired old man said with a kind face.

At this moment, the old man did not show his murderous intentions, but looked very kind, which made the tens of millions of soldiers behind him a little confused.

"Huh, old fellow!"

"Don't add gold to your face, when you reach your age today, you will already have stepped on the peak of the Immortal Dao!" said the Crazy Sword Demon Shao with a shrug of his shoulders.

He didn't know why the old man was so verbose.

If you want to fight, why bother talking nonsense?

This is the character of the Crazy Sword Demon Shao, he doesn't know how to play this set of psychological tactics at all.

"Haha! Embark on the peak of the Immortal Dao?"

The old man stroked his beard, laughed, and looked at the Crazy Sword Demon Shao again and again, as if he wanted to see him through.

In the end, there was a flash of surprise in his expression.

"You're very talented!"

"The old man is thinking, if you worship under the old man's door, I'm afraid that there will really be so much hope to step on the God Realm in the future, although the old man is a hard bone, there is still a little thin face in the Central Continent, how about a young man?"

The white-haired old man said lightly, with a hint of anticipation in his expression.

This white-haired old man, surnamed Chen, is named Chentian Dao, there is a knife word in his name, and he has been obsessed with the way of the knife all his life, and finally stood at the peak of this continent and reached the half-step emperor realm.

It's a pity that he couldn't take that step after all.

Even so, he has a deep understanding of the sword path, and he is eager to pass on his sword skills.

Hearing this, the tens of millions of coalition troops behind him were in an uproar!

Even in the Jade Heavenly Army, there was a commotion.

"How is this possible?"

"That old guy, he actually wants to persuade the radical to surrender, my lord, shouldn't he really be tempted........

At this time, even in the knife department, someone began to whisper.

After all, anyone can see this situation clearly, this powerhouse of the half-step emperor realm is definitely a person who loves talents, if the mad sword demon chooses to accept it, he can avoid death.

"Not uncommon!"

"Lao Tzu already has a master, compared to that old guy, you are far behind!" At this time, the Crazy Sword Demon Shao sneered, revealing a look of contempt.

Worship him as a teacher?

How is this possible?

In the heart of the Crazy Sword Demon Shao Ye Tian, only that old guy is worthy of his master, and to this day, he still misses that old guy very much.

In fact, Ye Tian didn't even know what the old guy's cultivation realm was.

When the old guy threw him in the knife tomb, he never returned, and it has always been a mystery in the heart of the mad sword demon Shao Ye Tian.

Where did he go, why did he leave, and who did the knife tomb belong to?

With the improvement of Ye Tianxiu's realm, he felt more and more that the sword tomb was too magical, because even in this Ten Thousand Spirit Realm, when he reached the peak of the emperor's ninefold realm, he still felt that the sword intent in that sword tomb was the strongest sword intent in the world.

Therefore, Ye Tian always believed that only that old guy was worthy of being his master.

As for the white-haired old man in front of him, he was just a little older than him, and he was a little stronger than him in the cultivation realm!

"Huh!"

"It's too rigid and easy to break!" young people are a little arrogant, and the old man will give you another chance to think about it........" The white-haired old man smiled faintly.

However, before his words fell, the Crazy Sword Demon Shao Ye Tian shook the Blood Bone Demon Knife in his hand and said coldly: "No need!"

"I'm crazy sword demon Shao Ye Tian, say one or two!"

"If you really have the ability, then come directly to fight, and let me see if you are ashamed!"

Crazy Sword Demon Shao Ye Tian said, his words were too domineering, leaving no room for anything!

"Good! very good!"

"How many years, there is no young man who can provoke the old man, today you are the first, the old man's knife has not been opened for a long time, today I will sacrifice with the blood of your junior, lest the world still think that the old man is really too old to hold a knife!"

The white-haired old man said, his voice was not loud, but it carried a shocking majesty.

This is Diwei!

At this moment, there was no longer the kind color in his expression just now, but instead there was a chilling murderous intent.

"Come on, have a good fight!"

The Crazy Sword Demon Shao was not afraid, only to see him holding the Blood Bone Demon Knife, volleying into the air, and standing with the old man named Chen Tiandao in the distance.

"The radical is mighty!"

"The radical will win! The radical will win........" Hearing the words of the Crazy Sword Demon Shao Ye Tian, the 100,000 sword soldiers behind him suddenly boiled.

They knew that the radical did not disappoint them.

He is still the hero who stands up to the sky, is not afraid of the sky, is not afraid of the earth!

Bang!

At this time, I saw the old man standing in the air, and suddenly took out a simple long knife sealed in the scabbard, the knife bloomed, and there seemed to be a cold wind shaking in the whole world.

"This knife, Minghan Blade!"

"After accompanying the old man for 30,000 years, you can be proud of being able to die under the cold blade!" the old man said coldly.

Bang!

At this time, I saw him sweep his sword, and a sword slashed out, like a round and a half moon, cutting a wonderful arc in the sky, slashing towards the mad sword demon Shaoye Tian.

"Hmph!

"Compared to my Blood Bone Demon Knife, it's not worth mentioning!" the Crazy Knife Demon Shao still didn't care, and laughed wildly.

I saw him clasping his hands, and a strange light seemed to flash in a pair of mysterious eyes.

Subsequently, the momentum of his whole person suddenly increased.

At this moment, it was as if he was one with the knife in his hand, he was the knife, and the knife was him!

"Huh?

"How is this possible? How can he comprehend the realm of the unity of man and sword at such an age?" the white-haired old man trembled.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

As a person who is obsessed with the way of swords, he knows best how difficult it is to achieve the realm of the unity of man and sword.

First of all, it requires an extremely high level of sword comprehension.

Secondly, this knife also has to give birth to a knife spirit, and only when these two conditions are met can the combination of man and knife be realized.

The latter, in particular, is the most difficult to reach.

Even the white-haired old man's "cold blade" in his hand has accompanied him for 30,000 years and has not yet given birth to a sword spirit, but the blood bone demon knife with few crazy swords and demons has been born!

"Huh!"

"It seems that you are quite knowledgeable, so you will know the power of this genius!" "Crazy Sword Demon Knife Ye Tian laughed wildly.

I saw the long knife in his hand slash, and suddenly a sword with endless destructive power shot out, and the half-moon sword of the white-haired old man collided in one place!

(End of chapter)