Bai Qi sat on the ground in the dark.

Lion armor and gold-scaled shoulder guards were unloaded from the copper frame on the side of the bed.

The famous knife is placed on the knee.

Close your eyes and breathe.

Pranayama runs on Sunday.

Others only know that what he is practicing is the immortal sun divine skill, the divine machine cover, and the first-line sword of a hundred battles.

The first-line sword of a hundred battles is a combination of what he has learned all his life, as well as several killing moves that he has studied in the long-term battle in Hangu, combined with the military formation.

The Divine Machine Cover, and the Immortal Sun Divine Skill, are the inheritances obtained in a certain ruin when they were young.

It's just that the ruins can only be entered once, and then they can't be found.

If Xia Bai was here, he would definitely understand that this is a mezzanine space, and this "Divine Machine Cover" and "Immortal Sun Divine Skill" are just like his "Dao De Jing", all of which are characters from the blank history and the revival of aura.

But Bai Qi has a secret.

That is the cultivation method of "Immortal Sun Divine Skill".

In fact, it is not a simple luck that can be done, this divine skill is similar to the Heavenly General Xuangong and the Immortal Seal Method, and it needs to be killed.

Killing, taking the vitality of others, can oneself be immortal.

But Bai Qiben didn't want to use this evil method in vain, but he had to use it, if he didn't advance against the current, he would retreat, and if he was not strong, the people around him would only suffer.

Like his fiancée...

"Min'er..."

A long sigh in the darkness.

He swore not to send a letter to Guguan, but he faintly felt that the dragon was in the west, so he reluctantly left.

From the dragon is the wish of every general.

I thought this dragon was a, but after observing it these days, I feel more and more like it.

So, he sat in the dark and a little confused.

He took out a letter from his seat, which was stuffed into his hand by a child when he went out this morning and walked through the streets of Xianyang, and he had kept a heart in his arms.

Because he always felt that this letter might be a turning point in his fate.

The hunch of a peerless warrior is always accurate.

So, he opened the letter, and by the glimmer of light, he saw the eight words written on the letter: Tomorrow at noon, Beishan will see you.

Is it a trap? It's too clumsy, isn't it?

But even if it was a trap, Bai Qi was not worried, when he was confused, this peerless killing god seemed to see a ray of light, clenched his fist, and a dark green flame rose from his palm, completely burning the letter paper.

...

Noon.

Xianyang North Mountain.

Hearing the footsteps, Xia Bai turned around, but in Bai Qi's eyes, he was still Xiang Bai's appearance.

"Are you the prince's teacher?"

Bai Qi squinted, he naturally understood that the prince Xue Di invited the chivalrous man who was drinking alone upstairs, such an honor, even he was a little envious, after all, he was only recalled by a long letter from the eldest son of the king.

"Kill me, or surrender me?"

Bai Qi couldn't think of a third possibility.

What's more, he is unwilling to accept either of these possibilities, loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, and he is a killing god, the sixth in the world, he will not die!

Martial artists are straightforward and fast-talking, and there is no need to be verbose.

Xia Bai quietly looked at the killing god in front of him, then took a few steps back, widened the distance of the competition, made a gesture, and said in a deep voice: "Please." ”

Bai Qi laughed, and couldn't help but praise: "Refreshing!"

Whether it is killing or surrendering, he must show the strength that he can see, and this prince teacher is really extraordinary, and this style of speaking is very suitable for his temper.

After he saw himself, he didn't even say a word of greeting, just said the word "please".

A please, which is not only respect, but also a profit, but also a confidence, because he can feel that there is no ambush!

So Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the wild and evil man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Please." ”

Pressing the knife, drawing the knife.

The two began to run, faster and faster, until they almost pulled out the afterimage, like lightning, coming from different directions, and meeting in the center.

Boom!!

Knife to knife.

A hundred battles and a first-line sword against the Emperor Sword.

The intense fiery hue erupted on the white knife, forming a tiny area, a scorching breath, and every trace of the sun's flame was violently swirling and crashing.

But there are hundreds of such flames.

If you don't have the corresponding strength, I'm afraid that even if you hold a treasure knife, you will be killed by Bai Qi in an instant.

Han Fei was only seriously injured at the beginning, which shows that he is indeed capable.

And the reason why Xia Bai was able to kill Han Fei with one knife was also a good timing.

Knife to knife.

In an instant, the two were fighting together.

Xia Bai frowned, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would be able to fight with him, although he didn't use all his strength, but why did Bai Qi use all his strength?

His eyes burned with fighting intent, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and the emperor's sword slashed out, and the wind on his side became a blade.

With the impact of this wild and evil man, the sword qi brought up by the wind collided with the scorching red wave with a bang.

It's like two incompatible realms colliding together and confronting each other.

Every trace of three-color sword qi is matched with every trace of sun flame.

The flames of the sun were drowned out, but more of them were coming up.

The two dragged their knives to kill, sometimes widening the distance, sometimes leaning over and impacting, and fought together.

Bai Qi is underestimated.

This was Xia Bai's first thought.

This man is so terrifying? He is almost using his eight powers, and he is still completely fine? Who is he?

Bai Qi was also shocked in his heart.

At this moment, there was the sound of undisguised footsteps and applause from behind the winter forest.

The God of Killing and the Sword Demon stabbed each other again.

The red light and the three colors burst out with dazzling brilliance, and then the two of them closed their knives.

Because the person who came was the prince.

"I've seen the prince. ”

The face of the killing god still has to be given, and then he raised his head and looked at this one closely, it was really a dragon and tiger, with the kind of domineering that Yingdang did not have, and an aura that attracted him.

The fierce general voted for the master.

The relationship between people is really very subtle, and some people don't even need to speak, just watching him come out, they already know what kind of person he is.

Although Bai Qi has not killed millions, he has killed a lot in Hangu, out of Taihang, suppressed robbers, retreated from scattered soldiers, and scattered hundreds of thousands of people died in his hands.

The souls of these hundreds of thousands of people, plus the two secret books of divine skills he obtained, made him reach an unimaginable level.

After all, the exercises left over from that blank history are extremely terrifying.

It can even be said that if Xia Bai only has the Sword Book of Virtues, he may not be a white opponent.

But Bai Qi is usually low-key, he just exerted the strength of the first in the thirty-six heavenly winds, and the sweeping old monk died suddenly, so he had no choice but to take over the position of the sixth class.

This is also the reason why he was able to defeat Han Fei with one sword.

Such a person has an unimaginable understanding of aura.

So he respects Xia Bai because he knows that this is a character.

So he looked at Ying Zheng with complicated eyes, because he vaguely felt that he might have defected to the wrong person.

"General White!"

Ying Zheng seemed to be completely disregarding the danger, and stepped forward and patted the killer on the shoulder, "What a tiger general!"

With a hint of domineering smile on his lips, he said straight to the point: "Can you help me?"

The God of Killing had never seen such a way of solicitation, and he thought that the eldest son of the king had rewarded himself with a lot of things, gold and silver, beauty, treasures, and promises...

But none of that is for nothing.

Therefore, the killing god quietly asked, "What does the prince want me to help you do?"

Ying Zheng laughed, and then his expression settled, word by word, and said loudly: "Xianyang, Qindi, the world! Qing is here to help me, are you willing?"

Bai Qi wanted to agree.

But in the end, loyalty wins.

Loyal ministers do not matter to the two masters.

Therefore, the killing god sighed softly, "It's a pity that I didn't see the prince earlier." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Ying Zheng wanted to chase, but was pulled by Xia Bai behind him, so he stopped and laughed boldly: "General Bai, go slowly!"