It seems that the old man in the old age of the wind candle did not pay much attention to the sword of this eldest prince at first, although it is rumored that the eldest prince has stepped into the frost realm, but at best, he is only the first to enter the frost realm, and he can't compare to these people who have been immersed in the frost realm for many years.

It's just that the long sword on Xiao Yu's waist is only half out of the sheath, and it is already a sonorous masterpiece, and the sword qi is pouring out, with a strong wind like Xiao Yu's anger, with a resolute attitude, it is out of the sheath.

Breaking the array is not a famous sword, but it is the most suitable sword with Xiao Yu, it can be in line with Xiao Yu's mental cultivation, and promoted with Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu's cultivation is one point higher, and the sword power will be one point heavier.

If Xiao Yu can become a saint, then breaking the array is a holy sword.

At this time, Xiao Yu is in the frost realm, and the power of the sword alone cannot be underestimated by the old man.

The rain curtain was torn apart in an instant.

The old man's face suddenly froze, and he raised his hand to put away the brocade umbrella in his hand at a speed that did not match his age, and used the umbrella as a sword to try to block Xiao Yu's thunderous sword.

An umbrella rolls up thousands of raindrops.

An umbrella and a sword intersect, intersecting invisible.

Xiao Yu borrowed his own anger to make a sword, and the old man borrowed the rain to block a sword, and the two swords were not divided between the top and the bottom.

Xiao Yu couldn't make a sword, and then his strength rebounded back, and his feet stepped lightly on the mud ground a few times, without a trace of mud.

Xiao Yu retreated ten zhang away with his sword, silent.

This sword is not a Shuren sword, the Shuren sword is a desperate sword, Xiao Yu doesn't want to fight with the old man in front of him, and he is confident that he can defeat the old man.

The old man smiled, and the brocade umbrella in his hand drew an arc, and the rain splashed, and then connected with the tip of the umbrella in the air, and countless rains gathered, like a long river.

The long river rolled straight towards Xiao Yu.

Among them, the tip of the brocade umbrella is hidden in the long river, stabbing at Xiao Yu's eyebrows.

Xiao Yu didn't move, just blocking the mixed yuan umbrella in his hand in front of him.

The long river fell on the mixed yuan umbrella, and the force of the shock pushed Xiao Yu out more than ten zhang, and Xiao Yu's feet drew a straight line of more than ten zhang on the muddy official road. The sides of the shoes were covered with mud.

The old man looked at Xiao Yu and said softly, "Is it okay for the eldest prince to retreat?"

Xiao Yu shook off the mud on the soles of his shoes, and said expressionlessly: "It's not good." ”

He didn't go back to find Xiao Lie, the person he was looking for was Wuchen, and he didn't think he had done anything wrong, so he didn't plan to change.

Xiao Yu has no resentment towards the longest-lived old housekeeper of the Xiao family, after all, he has never bullied Xiao Yu.

But since he is blocking the way, Xiao Yu will not treat him differently, after all, he is Xiao Lie's henchman, and one of his obstacles in the future will be death if he dies early or late.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, and a cloud of black-red vitality erupted from his hand, turning into a black-red fire dragon roaring up, evaporating all the long rivers that were still swirling around the umbrella surface of the mixed element.

The old man sighed lightly: "Haoran Qi?"

After Xiao Yu used the brand-new stealing country aura to urge the fire control left by the pupils, the Demon Sect Black Flame broke through the old man's sword, burned out the rain curtain, and roared towards the old man.

The brocade umbrella in the old man's hand flipped over and hit the fire dragon, like an immortal slaying the dragon, the fire dragon was broken into two, and the two bodies continued to roll and twist in the rain.

But the brocade umbrella in the old man's hand was also blackened by the flames, and the faint smell of burnt wafted into the air.

The old man shook the brocade umbrella in his hand, and a few traces of black ash fell, and he said indifferently: "The speed of the eldest prince's realm improvement is indeed terrifying. However, this realm comes quickly, it is not very stable, and the evil skill of the pupils, fast is fast, but it is a sheep intestine path, you can't climb to the top of the mountain, and you can't see the vast heavenly road. If the eldest prince turns around and leaves, after a while, the old slave will definitely not be an opponent, but today the eldest prince will not be able to take advantage of it. ”

Xiao Yu said coldly: "If I turn back, I will die watching her, I don't think I can be so cold-hearted." What's more, if she dies, how can there be a place for me Xiao Yu to live in the grassland? You keep saying that it is for my good, but you are driving Xiao Yu to a place where there is nowhere to live!"

The old man sighed and said: "If the eldest prince is willing to listen to the advice of the old slave, no matter whether he survives or not, he can always leave a life.

Xiao Yu shook his head and said, "Sometimes, being alive is more uncomfortable than dying. ”

After saying this, Xiao Yu took a step, handed the broken array in his hand to the old man, and then took out a sword.

This sword is the sword of Akiba's royal creatures.

Xiao Yu shouted lightly: "Everything is a sword, this sword, the rain sword!"

Countless falling rain threads changed direction in an instant as Xiao Yu handed out a sword, and the rain threads that were originally falling down turned all towards the old man.

A trace of rain is a sword, as thin as a cow's hair.

Within thirty zhang in front of Xiao Yu, thousands of rain threads are tens of millions of swords.

Overwhelmingly overwhelmed the old man.

"It's a good sword, but it doesn't have the essence of the gods. It's just a formality. The old man held the brocade umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella surface was stretched open, blocking the rain sword from the umbrella.

The old man's umbrella is not Xiao Yu's mixed yuan umbrella, just an ordinary brocade umbrella, relying on the old man's terrifying vitality blessing to persist until now, it can be seen that the old man's cultivation is terrifying.

Xiao Yu turned a deaf ear, and the third sword stabbed out, bringing out a black and red vitality. A whirling force swept the raindrops around it.

One sword and two whirlwinds.

This is the sword nineteen that Xiao Yu learned from Gongsun Zhongmou.

A sword whirls and spins for yang, and a sword whirls and spins against yin. Yin and yang meet head and tail, turning into a tornado.

On that day, Gongsun Zhongmou and Zhang Xueyao joined forces to jointly use the sword nineteen, and even Autumn Leaves had to temporarily avoid the edge.

I saw Xiao Yu take a tornado with a sword, and after the rain sword with a sword, he followed suit. The rain in the sky also seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and a curtain of rain leaned towards Xiao Yu's hand.

The old man's face really changed at this moment, he began to feel bad, the brocade umbrella in his hand was put away as a sword, and he floated back sharply.

Qiu Yue began to count the beads again, and Murong's eyes slowly closed.

Calm returned to the carriage, leaving only Ye Xia watching with relish on the window.

Xiao Yu can handle this battle by himself.

Xiao Yu entered the sword, and the old man retreated.

He looked at the sword with a slanted rain curtain, shook his head and sighed: "It's really a good sword and nineteen, the old slave really underestimates the eldest son." ”

The old man threw away the brocade umbrella in his hand and glanced at the young man after the nineteenth sword. Rao is an old man who has experienced countless things in the world, and he also sighed for a moment.

He grew up with Xiao Lie's father, that is, Xiao Yu's grandfather, watched Xiao Lie grow up, and then watched Xiao Yu grow up, he experienced three generations of the Xiao family, and also saw the ups and downs of the three generations of the Xiao family. If it weren't for the incident five years ago, Xiao Yu would undoubtedly be the next head of the Xiao family, but the impermanence of the world forced him to the opposite side of the Xiao family.

He has no children in his life, and he has always regarded the younger generations of the Xiao family as his own children, so he has repeatedly kept his hands in the previous battles, but at this moment he can no longer keep his hands.

Because the sword had threatened his life.

A gleam flashed across his cloudy eyes, and his right hand was clenched as if he were holding an invisible sword.