"Where are you going, old gentleman?" the figure of the scholar in white suddenly appeared in mid-air, shaking a paper fan with a smile on his face.

"You're not slow on your feet, you kid. The figure of the old man in coarse cloth stopped in mid-air, and looked at the white-clothed scholar in front of him a little strangely.

"The kid is still a little confident in his foot strength. The white-clothed scholar said with a chuckle.

"Are you going to keep pestering me?" said the old man, blowing his beard with some dissatisfaction, "everyone is busy, so don't disturb me." ”

"The boy does have something to ask the old gentleman. The white-clothed scholar said lightly.

"What's the matter?" asked the old man a little confused, and at that glance, those who didn't know thought that the old man really didn't know anything.

"The old gentleman is really joking. The white-clothed scholar smiled, "That ancient book is really important to the kid, and I hope that the old gentleman can think twice, and I will try my best to meet any requirements." ”

"You kid is really stubborn, you said that you won't be done when I finish reading it, why do you keep pestering me like this. The old man pouted and said, "Old man, I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you more." With that, his figure flashed, turning into a streamer and sweeping away into the distance.

The white-clothed scholar snorted coldly in his heart, his figure gradually blurred, and soon disappeared from this heaven and earth.

"Senior, please think again. ”

Soon, the white-clothed scholar reappeared in front of the old man, blocking the old man's way, and the momentum on his body was gradually rising, and it was obvious that his patience was about to run out.

"Young people are really impatient. The old man said casually, as if he was teaching a junior, "Whether you are a person or a life, even if you cultivate, you still have to be slow, you can't be in such a hurry to do anything, it's easy to fall if you go too fast." ”

"That's what the old gentleman said. The white-clothed scholar said softly, "But time is running out, this ancient book is really important to me." ”

"Very important?" the old man smiled, "Then let's hear it, if it's really urgent, I can consider it, old man." ”

The white-clothed scholar was silent for a while, but finally shook his head: "This matter can't be said for the time being, the time has not yet come." ”

"When will the time come?" the old man's eyes flashed, and he stared at the white-clothed scholar and whispered.

"It's coming, it's not long. The white-clothed scholar said softly.

"You don't say anything. The old man pursed his lips, very dissatisfied with the answer of the scholar in white, such a general range God knows how long it will be fast, it can be fast in one day, and it can be said that it can be fast in a year or ten years, and there is no useful information at all.

"I can't say too much about it just yet. The white-clothed scholar said softly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, but he quickly retreated.

"What are you worried about?" the old man asked softly, and although the white-clothed scholar was quickly retracted, he still couldn't escape his eyes.

"Please also ask the old gentleman to cut his love, this ancient book involves the survival of this continent. The white-clothed scholar continued.

"The survival of the mainland?" the old man blew his beard and glared, his face full of writing

I don't believe it, "It's a lie, at most, it's just that the Inhumans are about to return, how much can it be." ”

"The old gentleman knows a lot. The white-clothed scholar said softly, "It's not just aliens, but other disasters have befallen you. ”

"I know. The old man waved his hand, "Isn't it just the three major calamities, I know, it's not the same as before, all countries are developing, and the level of combat power has long surpassed that of ancient times, and it can deal with these haunted houses." ”

"Sir, you're thinking too simply. The white-clothed scholar shook his head.

"What do you say?" asked the old man with great interest, "am I not right, old man?"

"There is no eternity in this era. The white-clothed scholar said softly, "Without an absolute leader, how can so many countries be condensed together? ”

A fierce light flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled: "You are aware of my identity. ”

The white-clothed scholar said softly: "Although the kid is lowly in Taoism, he still has this bit of eyesight. ”

The Sword Saint nodded: "Yes, yes, what you said is true, there is indeed a lack of a real leader in this era, and the big countries are all playing their own calculations and intriguing with each other." ”

"Exactly. The white-clothed scholar nodded, "That's why I need that ancient book very much." ”

"But. The Sword Saint changed his words, "You can't be a leader, so don't think that you can do what Eternity did back then, besides, those are already history, there is no way to verify whether they are true or false, who knows what happened back then?"

"Whether it's true or not, I believe that the Sword Master has his own judgment in his heart. The white-clothed scholar said softly, "If you want to face such a disaster, only the owner of the door has a chance to succeed. ”

"You're finally admitting that you own a door now?" said the Juggernaut with a smile on his lips.

The white-clothed scholar didn't answer directly, his gaze kept looking at the sword master's chest, where there was what he wanted.

"You're still not willing to let go. The Sword Saint said lightly, "Actually, you know very well in your heart whether I will give you this book." ”

"Of course not. The white-clothed scholar smiled, "This self-aware boy still has it." ”

"Then why bother dwelling on it, let's leave early. The Sword Saint said softly, "Although this ancient book is useless, it is still very valuable to Tianxiang. ”

"Because there is a door owner in Tianxiang, this ancient book has to be kept for him, hoping that he can play his due role. The white-clothed scholar had a meaningful glint in his eyes, and he looked at the Sword Saint and said softly.

"You know that very well, so I don't need to say any more. The Sword Saint said lightly, "It's not easy to cultivate, don't die here." ”

The white-clothed scholar's eyes were cold: "The Sword Saint senior thinks he can kill me?"

"Yes. The Sword Master was not polite at all, and said his thoughts very directly, "Even if you are the owner of the door, you can't do it." ”

"Then I really want to learn the skills of my predecessors. The white-clothed scholar rose with a cold breath

The wind flickered around him, thunder and lightning howled, and a faint mist spread around.

"Why bother?" the Sword Master said helplessly, "It's not good to fight and kill all day long, you have to be grateful, it's not easy to become a strong person, you have to learn to cherish life, especially your own life." ”

"Sword Saint senior, please think twice. The white-clothed scholar finally spoke, "I know you want to keep this book for that child, but he is still young and has little time to grow up, how can he face this kind of turmoil that affects the whole continent?"

A faint sword momentum also appeared on the sword saint's body, and the sharp sword light began to wander around him, and a transcendent and ethereal aura began to wander across the entire world, he looked at the white-clothed scholar and said calmly: "The sky is falling, there is a tall person on top, even if my little apprentice really becomes a strong man, I will not let him bear this responsibility, the three major disasters are still solved by a few of our old guys." ”

"Well, who is it?" Everyone from all countries sitting in the central conference room of the Throne Palace reacted at the same time, except for the people from Tianxiang, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the rest, this aura was so powerful that they couldn't resist at all.

"Throne, Sword Saint, old man?" asked the white-robed old man of the Central Chamber whispering into the throne's ear.

The throne nodded: "Yes, I went and begged the old fellow, like a grandson, and the old man finally agreed to do a small favor." ”

The white-robed old man smiled bitterly, the estimation that the Sword Saint who dared to say so in this world was this throne who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he would not dare to call the dignified Sword Saint an old guy.

"Then we don't need to take action. The white-robed old man asked.

"No, I don't. The throne shook his head, "That old man is already standing in the extreme realm, and it will be a disadvantage for you to go, let them go." ”

"Understood. The white-robed old man nodded, and then he informed the military headquarters and the black court not to participate in this operation, and let the old man of the Sword Saint act on his own.

In mid-air, the Sword Saint and the white-clothed scholar were still confronting each other, and the momentum of both sides had been slowly rising, as if there was no limit, and they kept climbing upward.

It's just that the Sword Saint had a smile on his face from beginning to end, while the white-clothed scholar had an extremely solemn face, and his gaze at the Sword Saint was full of jealousy.

That's the Sword Saint, one of the four strongest people in the world, the Four Saints are more powerful than the thrones of the four empires, and they are the characters who stand at the top of the pyramid of the continent, and are respected as the top masters of legends and myths.

As for the Sword Saint, there are even rumors that he is the strongest person among the Four Saints, if this is the case, it is not an exaggeration to call him the number one master at that time, even if the white-clothed scholar is confident in his own ability, he is still a little nervous in the face of the Sword Saint, and his palms are sweating.

"It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling. The white-clothed scholar chuckled softly.

"Oh, what does it feel?" said the Juggernaut with a smile.

"The tension of facing the top players. The white-clothed scholar said directly, "I have to admit that I am really nervous, and I feel that life and death have been separated."

Own control. ”

"You're in control. The Juggernaut said softly, "As long as you leave here and don't reappear, you can continue to live." ”

The white-clothed scholar smiled, and two figures suddenly appeared beside him, it was the blood knife and blood pupil wearing a blood-colored robe, exuding an amazing momentum on his body, looking at the sword saint with full attention, as if facing a great enemy.

"It turned out that I called a helper. The sword saint smiled, the momentum on his body was still rising, the sword momentum around him became sharper and sharper, and there was a faint sound of sword groaning in the air.

"They couldn't help, they just watched. The white-clothed scholar said, "I also ask my seniors to teach me." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The Sword Master always smiled, and then he waved his palm, "You strike first." ”

"It's ugly. The white-clothed scholar spoke, and then his body moved, and he instantly came to the back of the Sword Saint, and a palm blasted out, and violent energy fluctuations erupted like a torrent, erupting thinly.

"Good means. The Sword Saint exclaimed, but his body disappeared in the air strangely, and in the next moment, a brilliant sword light pierced the sky, piercing the face of the white-clothed scholar.

A pitch-black gap suddenly opened in front of the white-clothed scholar, and the sword light disappeared in an instant.

The figure of the Sword Master appeared in the distance, tilting his head to look at the black gap that slowly rotated in the air, and said with a smile: "This is space? This method is really weird. ”

"The carving insect skill made the seniors laugh. The white-clothed scholar kept staring at the Sword Master, not daring to take his eyes off.

"Come again. The Sword Master beckoned to the white-clothed scholar, he didn't want to entangle with this kid, but now he was interested in that strange spatial method, and he wanted to continue fighting.

"Good. The white-clothed scholar nodded and said, and then his figure swept out and rushed towards the Sword Saint, the two figures collided in the air, fighting together, and the powerful qi wave spread out in all directions, bombarding the blood knife and the blood pupil and constantly retreating.

"Who can win?" asked Bloodknife, looking at Bloodpupil.

The blood pupil was silent for a long time before he whispered a little unwillingly.

"Juggernaut. ”

(End of chapter)