In the seventh year, in April, on the last day of the birth month.

Nangong Xuanwu, Bai Yulong, Prince Xuan, Dugu Jialuo Caihongmen Yanlou, planned how to rescue Princess Goya in the middle of the night. After that, the four of them lived in the Hongmen Yan Building and slept for a night.

Until the next day, when the four of them woke up in the early morning, an old man in a black robe suddenly appeared in the hall of Hongmen Yan Building.

This person is none other than the black-robed archmage of the Mani family of the Ganges Quran Monastery!

Through the beating of the Cangsheng Sword that he snatched from Nangong Xuanwu, the black-robed archmage sensed that the owner of the sword, Nangong Xuanwu, was actually still alive, and it was in the Hongmen Yanlou not far from him.

So, the black-robed archmage came to Hongmen Yanlou alone with the Cangsheng Sword.

In the hall of Hongmen Yanlou, above the attic, and in the hall below the attic.

Among the two sides of the confrontation, Bai Yulong held the Longyuan Sword, the body of the sword was fluorescent, standing in front of Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuan, and Dugu Jialuo, after all, among the four people, Bai Yulong's cultivation was the highest.

The black-robed archmage leaned on the Cangsheng Sword with both hands, and pressed the trembling Cangsheng Sword against the ground.

The Cangsheng Sword is also a psychic sword, sensing that the master Nangong Xuanwu is above the attic, so he wants to return to the master.

Bai Yulong clenched the hilt of the Longyuan Sword, and from the aura emanating from the black-robed archmage, he clearly felt the strength of the opponent's power.

The black-robed archmage didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, because he also felt that Bai Yulong, a young man, was not simple, and he didn't know whether he was worried about losing both sides or other reasons, the black-robed archmage asked, "Young man, aren't you curious about where I am?" ”

Bai Yulong sneered, "The robber who snatched my friend's sword! ”

The black-robed archmage was stunned, and then laughed: "It's also a word." ”

Bai Yulong sneered: "I'm only curious that you snatch other people's swords, and you don't know how to hide them, and you still come out to show off." ”

The black-robed archmage retracted his smile and said solemnly: "The friend behind you, he himself knows what he has done, even if he hides to the ends of the earth, in the end, everything is still in vain, everything is over, and after all, he still has to pay for his life." ”

After hearing this, Bai Yulong held the Longyuan Sword in his left hand, the horizontal sword in front, and the two fingers of his right hand were together, gently brushing it on the back of the sword, just about to discover the attack on the black-robed archmage.

Seeing this, the black-robed archmage was not in a hurry, motionless, and said with a cold smile: "Really, the grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is not self-sufficient. ”

At this time, the prince pressed Bai Yulong's wrist and whispered, "If you are alone, can you hold this old guy for a few hours, and then retreat with his whole body?" ”

The white jade dragon stopped at the tip of the sword with his fingers together, and without a sound, he understood the meaning of the prince.

Bai Yulong replied in a low voice: "The Cangsheng Sword in his hand has not fused with him, this is his biggest flaw, if it is delayed for a few hours, it is not a big problem, the three of you go to the palace to save Princess Goya, and then go straight to Shuofang City, where we will meet." ”

The black-robed archmage looked at the shape of the conversation between the two, waved his sleeves and said, "A few of you want to leave, I'm afraid none of you can leave today?" ”

As soon as the black-robed archmage's voice fell, the hurricane brought by his waving sleeves suddenly made Bai Yulong, Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuanwu, and Dugu Jialuo suddenly around them, and the wind swayed, and the clothes of the four people hunted.

Bai Yulong's mind instantly stirred, his face sank, and then he was silent, and the mixed yuan qi that fused with the holy qi and the true qi in his body flowed in front of the four of them in an instant, and he forcefully pushed the hurricane that the black-robed archmage blew up to the hall on the first floor of the Hongmen Yan Building.

The hurricane that was pushed back blew all the tables, chairs, utensils, and furnishings on the first floor to the corners of the hall.

In the middle of the hall of the Hongmen Yanlou, the black-robed archmage pretended to praise him: "Young man, it's a little interesting. ”

Bai Yulong said to Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuan, and Dugu Jialuo beside him: "According to the plan, you go to save Princess Goya first, and then everyone will meet in Shuofang City together." ”

So, after hearing this, Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuan, and Dugu Jialuo left Bai Yulong and went straight to the window of the attic on the second floor.

At this time, seeing Nangong Xuanwu leaving, the black-robed archmage had a gloomy face and said, "Young man, do you believe in the power of ghosts and gods?" ”。

Bai Yulong replied lightly: "The gentleman is silent, and the strange power is confused!" ”

At this moment, Bai Yulong's voice just fell, but in front of Bai Yulong, the void image of a black-robed archmage jumped high, and the dark green fighting qi on his body turned into a void image, and the image held a huge Cangsheng sword, slashing heavily at the white jade dragon above the attic.

The void image of the black-robed mage wearing dark green armor, the sword qi that was cut off, was like a rainbow.

But when the sword was about to slash at the top of the white jade dragon's head, it suddenly stood still, suspended in the air.

This void image was only the illusion of the black-robed archmage's fighting energy, and because of this, the white jade dragon would remain motionless, always holding the hilt of the sword without swinging the sword, but only relying on the mixed yuan qi of the fusion of holy qi and true qi circulating in front of him, so as to resist the attack of this void image.

It's not that Bai Yulong deliberately wants to put on an immobile defensive posture, but that he can't capture the true existence of the black-robed archmage at all, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Standing between heaven and earth, it is impossible for people to be immobile in the true sense, but relative to the situation in front of him, Bai Yulong remains immobile like a mountain, and his eyes remain highly vigilant and observe the surroundings.

Between the lightning and flint, Bai Yulong saw the true body of the black-robed archmage, and he had already gone straight to the door of the hall, presumably he must have gone to chase Nangong Xuanwu.

In an instant, the white jade dragon finally moved, without dragging the mud and water, the dragon yuan sword swung out, and the brilliant white sword light flowed like a river.

When the white jade dragon raised his foot and took a step forward, the void image of the black-robed mage who was originally still seemed to be unbound, and the sword shadow of the huge Cangsheng Sword slashed down before the white sword.

The shadow of the Cangsheng Sword of the Black-robed Mage's Void Image collided with the majestic Dragon Yuan Sword Qi of the White Jade Dragon.

Under the mutual brilliance, Bai Yulong's steps down the steps of the attic were slow, but they never stopped.

Even Bai Yulong still had the strength to speak, "Archmage of the Ganges Guran Academy, I want to see how long your breath can last. ”

The dark green aura on the black-robed mage's void image began to shatter a little, and cracks slowly appeared visible to the naked eye, and countless dazzling rays of light bloomed from between those gaps.

Bai Yulong raised his left hand, gently held the Long Yuan Sword, and put it behind his back. The momentum of leisurely strolling, like a student who has studied hard for many years in the cold window, writes with a pen when he is interested, naturally without stagnation.

Bai Yulong is like a young martial saint!

After a while, Bai Yulong had straightened his waist and stepped out of the hall door of Hongmen Yanlou step by step, and then, the void image of the black-robed mage in the hall was instantly shattered.

At this time, the true body of the black-robed archmage had already pursued a distance of thousands of meters in the direction where Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuan, and Dugu Jialuo had left.

However, as the void image shattered, endless white sword qi continued to explode and shatter around the black-robed archmage.

The black-robed archmage instantly became furious and shouted, "Stinky boy, you are too presumptuous. ”

Immediately, he stopped and looked at the white jade dragon chasing behind him.

After Bai Yulong chased out of Hongmen Yanlou, he flew in mid-air, and in his field of vision, the black-robed archmage stood in the distance with the Longyuan sword obliquely, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the void image of a black-robed mage more than ten meters tall and more majestic, full of dark green fighting energy, galloped like thunder on the bustling street in front of Hongmen Yanlou, every step had a thunderous momentum, and the frightened street pedestrians ran for their lives.

Seeing this, Bai Yulong was also vaguely angry, and shouted: "Black-robed archmage! Do you really think that no one in the world can kill you? Do whatever you want? You don't know how many innocent people will die because of you. ”

Just as the void image of the huge black-robed mage trampled on the bodies of many people, when he was about to approach the white jade dragon,

The ten fingers of the Void Image interlaced into a fist and smashed down!

The white jade dragon grabbed the Long Yuan sword with both hands and swung it out suddenly, the brilliant white sword light flowed like a river flowing rapidly, colliding with the huge fist of the void image, and one arm of the void image that the black-robed archmage used to conjure up with the fighting qi was cut off, turned into powder, and the void image fell out horizontally for nearly a hundred meters.

At this time, Bai Yulong was also shocked by the sword dozens of meters away, and before Bai Yulong retreated to the gate of Hongmen Yanlou, he spit out the blood in his chest and replaced it with a new breath.

The black-robed archmage in the distance asked with a sneer, "Stinky boy, you are still unwilling to use all your strength against the enemy after falling into such a field?" ”

Bai Yulong stabilized his body in front of the gate of Hongmen Yanlou, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "I don't have much strength, if I use it all, then there is still a chance to delay you in this Hongmen Yanlou." ”

The black-robed archmage snorted coldly, calmly, his hands drooped, he shook his sleeves slightly, and said, "Stinky boy, you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back, but it's a pity that you are not a child of our Mani family!" ”

Immediately, the huge void image with a severed arm stood up again, jumped up, and stepped on top of the Hongmen Yanlou, and in an instant, the entire Hongmen Yanlou trembled, and then the entire building collapsed.

At this time, the huge void image that had lost one arm actually lowered its head, leaned forward, and then used its other arm to slam the white jade dragon on the head again!

At this moment, Bai Yulong did not launch the momentum of thunder and lightning, and directly hardened with it.

The white jade dragon shrunk his body, and in an instant, his body circled behind the huge void image, jumped high, his body twisted, and his small figure held the Longyuan sword, and slashed down diagonally with a sword.

The sword that Bai Yulong swung in the air, his long sleeves fluttering, and the tip of the sword continued to press down along the upper end of the Void Image's arm, although it was not as powerful as a bamboo, but it was slow and firm.

The huge void image's two arms were broken, and the body of the black-robed black-robed mage who was covered with dark green fighting energy was shattered, and he lost his combat effectiveness, so the dark green fighting spirit was withdrawn by the black-robed archmage, and the void image dissipated in the air.

The black-robed archmage's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his palm was against the hilt of the Cangsheng Sword, and his originally stable state of mind became fluctuating.

At a distance of several hundred meters, the two sides held each other for a while.

The black-robed archmage closed his eyes and said, "Today's battle, that's it, he'll see you again tomorrow!" ”

After speaking, the black-robed archmage opened his eyes, then flew into the air, leaving the ruin-like Hongmen Yanlou......

Bai Yulong was silent, watching the black-robed archmage leave in the air, and then looked around the ruined Hongmen Yanlou, feeling a little embarrassed and emotional, and then left Luoma City and went to the border area of the European land-Shuofang City, where he joined Nangong Xuanwu, Prince Xuanwu, and Dugu Jialuo.

Seven Words Summary:

The four of them conspired to save the princess, and the black-robed mage relied on his sword,

Sensing Xuanwu's location, he went to hunt down Xuanwu alone,

The jade dragon fights the black-robed mage, one person and one sword resist alone,

They couldn't help each other, and they left with their hands.