The sky is dark, the crescent moon hangs in the air, and the stars descend on the world at night.

Ye Qing lightly clicked, soared into the air, slashed it with a sword, Shen Luoyang speared, blocked the sharp sword, and retreated a few steps. Ye Qing landed, did not stop, perched up, stabbed out with a sword, Shen Luoyang held the spear, the gun was shocking, quite a generation of peerless masters, but his marksmanship was really clumsy, and his technique was even more rusty, and his shoes fell into disadvantage. Just like the moth in the storm, it can extinguish the flame of life at any time, dissipating from this world, looking at Liu Chen is anxious, but he is powerless, he can't help, he doesn't know martial arts, and he has already passed the age of building the foundation for the first time.

"Hmph! If you have a sword in your hand, you will move forward with a sword, and if you have no sword in your hand, you will forget your sword and move forward. A swordsman is a sword that comes out of its sheath. Ye Qing snorted coldly, mocked Shen Luoyang, and said: "The sword is like this, the Tao is like this, and the knife is like this! Do you think you can see through the world and go to the extreme? Ridiculous, suffer death!"

With a sword slash, Shen Luoyang's face did not change, he was not in a hurry or panic, he dealt with it freely, and said viciously: "Fight and fight, there are so many words! Lazy people have nothing to do, there is a lot of, waste materials!"

"You ......"

Ye Qing was scolded, obviously difficult to accept, furious, a sword slashed, Shen Luoyang's spear swept over, blocked Ye Qing's slashing long sword, stabbed out, and responded to Ye Qing's piercing blow, the two fought extremely fast, and for a while it was a little indistinguishable.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes suddenly, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and the chill under his eyes was rushing like a river, gushing endlessly. He moved, the speed was extremely fast, if there was thunder in the sky, the bamboo cane in his hand would take Liu Chen's life. In an instant, Liu Chen only felt like falling into an ice cave, and the chill from the bottom of his heart swept through his whole body from the soles of his feet, and his hair stood up.

"You dare!" With a loud shout, the white-clothed Hou sword was unsheathed and cut the bamboo cane.

The white-clothed marquis was angry, the white-haired old man didn't put him in his eyes, he could reluctantly accept it, but he dared to do this, contemptuous of himself, and wanted to kill Liu Chen in front of himself, it was too arrogant!

In the sky, a ray of moonlight sprinkled on the ground, during which there are three points of sword energy, which is the world's prosperity, that is, the wind and frost are not drunk, and the chivalrous bones are evergreen ancient and modern names;

unbearable sideburns, a stick of old fame. The three-foot sword is outside the city, and the white-clothed and blue-haired Hou is famous!

A sword cut off the bamboo cane, bypassing the old man in an instant, approaching Ye Qing, who was fighting with Shen Luoyang, and sealing his throat with a sword. The white-haired old man came to stop this murderous and powerful sword. If the horizontal staff goes to save, he will return to the sword and stab him in the lower abdomen, if he does not save it, then this sword really stabbed Ye Qing, and he also wants to teach the old man to be in a mess, so he can take the opportunity to kill him. 

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, seeing that the tip of the sword had reached the old man's chest and clothes, the old man's bamboo cane suddenly turned over and pressed his sword blade. The long sword of the white-clothed marquis suddenly froze in mid-air, and he sent it forward with force, but the tip of the sword could not be pushed forward by a single bit, but the blade slowly arched upward, and at the same time, the internal force poured out sharply. 

Finally, he saw the opportunity very quickly, hurriedly withdrew his sword, and jumped backwards, but the front force had been lost, and the back force was not continued, and he was in mid-air, suddenly paralyzed, and fell straight down. 

The raised hands drew an elegant arc and swung towards a tall ancient pine tree next to it, and there was a gentle "click" in the ear, and the tree shook slightly, but there was no change, but soon after, the lush pine cover fell in a gentle southerly wind. 

Finally, the old man was jealous of Old Man Liu's prestige, and he didn't want to take his life, and every blow was stopped. The white-haired old man also frowned, the white-clothed marquis was extremely profound, only inferior to himself, and the weight of the sword was extremely accurate. Earlier, after the white-clothed marquis cut the sleeve of his right arm, the tip of the sword stabbed the skin of his right arm again.

He was also from the Eight Sects, and the Eight Sects of his generation, there are no more than two or three people who survive today! That's it, the White-clothed Marquis can match himself today, and this time in such a fight, they have their own wins and losses, and each has their own wins and losses, which makes him have mixed surprises.

"Boy, the old man has retired from the eight lists since fifteen years ago. Hidden in the vast sea of people, today I am a generation of strong Tianjiao, and there are only two or three people alive. In addition to the three poles, few people can arouse the old man's bloody fighting spirit, just so we will fight today, take out your real strength, and compete with the old man!"

The white-haired old man rose into the air, jumped away from a hundred feet, and landed lightly on the treetops, he smiled, his expression was quite excited, and he couldn't stop laughing, and said.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the wind passed, the robe "hula hula" sounded, and the white beard fluttered in the air. The spirit is heroic, standing like a heavenly mountain, mighty, white, like a fairy in the sky. It seems that this Four Seas City has become a private arena for the four top masters of contemporary times.

"Ben Hou is here, accompany him to the end!" he said. Immediately raised his hand and raised his sword, pointing at the white-haired old man at the top of the treetops in the distance, he was full of confidence, heroic posture, and quite invincible in the world.

Ye Qing and Shen Luoyang can be said to be inseparable, and faintly, Shen Luoyang has fallen at a disadvantage. The way of martial arts, the most taboo is to abandon his own way, he gave up his own way "sword path", his strength is to enter the grandmaster, and it is difficult to exert his full strength, how can he match Ye Qing of the eight sects in the heyday.

Everyone felt that Shen Luoyang could fight with one of the eight contemporary sects, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the defeat for a while, and he lost in the end, which was enough to be proud!

The two of them are not like the white-clothed marquis and the white-haired old man, each with its own restraints. Every move and style is full of murderous energy, wanting to kill the other party, mercilessly, killing rings, such momentum, such thrilling, people are afraid and awe!

Without the orders of Ye Qing and the old man, the rest of the people in Zhenxi Mansion did not dare to act rashly, the sabre-rattling between the two sides was tense, and the atmosphere was so tense that it made people gasp and feel suffocated.

The sword of the white-clothed marquis was dark, deep and shiny, as if the endless undead under the sword were crazy at night...... 

But the white-haired old man still looked him in the eye, as if he was a little sad. That kind of look almost shocked a swordsman like Bai Yihou, who was already as cold as iron in his heart. 

However, he still drew his sword slowly, and the moonlight sprinkled clearly, as if it was one with his ghostly sword appearance. 

The two were separated by two feet, and the old man just looked at him silently, and actually smiled slightly. There was no trace of sadness in his smile, like a rose blooming in the cold rain, lonely, lonely, and full of vigilance. 

That smile stunned him. I didn't expect such a white-haired old man to laugh! Just the moment he was stunned, a crimson bamboo cane flowed out of the old man's sleeve. Before he could raise his sword to fight back, that touch of crimson green had already arrived in front of him. 

Pointe to the ground, retreat!

However, even so, the old man was a little ruthless, maybe because he had killed too much in the past few years, if it weren't for the fact that he was a member of the Liu tribe, and the white-haired old man was afraid of the person who stabbed the world, he would just be an ordinary person in the eyes of the white-haired old man. 

The cyan sword light finally rose to the sky, and the sword held three sword flowers in the air, like a snake spitting out a core, and stabbed straight at the center of the old man's eyebrows. 

But just this move has almost reached the peak of his lifelong martial arts. And the old man, just lightly touched the ground, and disappeared out of thin air! When he put away his sword and retreated, he appeared ten zhang away. 

But it was only a thousandth of a second, and the crimson sword light flashed on the old man's chest, and then quickly disappeared. Even he didn't see anything, and suddenly he felt a pain in his chest. Bowing his head, a line of red blood flowed down. 

Such a fast sword light...... He is worthy of being the white-clothed marquis of the Eight Sects!

In an instant, the two of them shot at the same time, both as fast as lightning. 

Before the bamboo cane and sword intersected, the two true qi collided, making a "ding" sound, and the blue-colored sword was shaken out of his hand. 

The white-clothed marquis's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the white-haired old man who was more injured than himself. 

This was the first time he had lost to someone else, even if he was only one line away from the old man! He also lost, he knew that if he wasn't afraid of the old man, the gray-haired man in front of him would definitely be able to stay with him.

Of course, he will have to pay an extremely painful price!