At the same time, in the other room, Bai Xiaolou was also closing his eyes and recuperating, and in his heart, he was thinking about the information he had collected in the past few days.

Since he met with Shen Yi that day, Bai Xiaolou has been sending people to keep an eye on Baiyu Temple, not seeking to know the details of the temple, but to be able to be one step ahead of others at a critical moment and know the opponent's movements.

Then, until now, Bai Xiaolou only got the news that everything was normal.

Since Shen Yi returned to Baiyu Temple that day, he has never gone out on the surface, and he has only gone out once in secret, which can be described as quite peaceful.

But the more he settled, the more vigilant Bai Xiaolou became.

This state of unhappiness is more disturbing than action.

"What the hell are you thinking? Zhaoyang. ”

Bai Xiaolou said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, there was movement outside, and someone shouted: "Come on, come on, the world is invincible." ”

"It's him! He's in heaven! ”

Bai Xiaolou opened his eyes, walked to the window and opened the window, and saw that under the full moon, a figure crossed into the void and stepped on the moon.

The half-zhang long black hair bent into an arc and was brought together into two parts, like two pitch-black wings, fluttering slowly under the night wind, driving the body as light as a feather, riding the wind.

"One hatred is a matter of no one."

"Two hates."

"The three hatreds of the river are endless."

"The four hats are hot and cold."

"The five haters are unfathomable."

"Six hatreds, the world is impermanent."

"Seven hatreds are fleeting."

"Eight hatreds are hard to return."

"Nine hated kings have no way."

"Ten hatreds of heaven and earth are unkind."

Shen Yi groaned softly, and his fluttering figure slowly fell to the rockery in the courtyard, with his hands sideways, his black hair fluttering, bringing a surging majesty.

"Eleven hatred has not tasted defeat."

"Twelve hats are invincible."

Zhuge Qingyun, who was on the third floor of Fenghua Building, opened his mouth slightly and muttered: "I was wrong, his talent in rampant is definitely comparable to his fists, and he is really dominant." ”

Not to mention him, even all the people who watched the battle were speechless for a moment because of the madman's wild words.

After a brief silence, the spectators reacted with mixed and negative reactions.

"The old man has never seen such an arrogant person in his life."

"Rampant, really rampant, does he really think that he is invincible in the world?"

"But it's so handsome."

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In general, the derogatory meaning is greater than the positive one, and many people are outspoken.

But this has nothing to do with Shen Yi, nor does it have anything to do with Bai Chou.

The sword in the small pavilion didn't say a word, and sat upright, a sword momentum like an abyss, slowly rising.

He arrived early, meditated in the pavilion, and cultivated the sword momentum, which can be said to have taken Shen Yi to the extreme, and regarded him as the only enemy in his life.

If the information obtained from the three law divisions is correct, the "madman" is invincible in the world, but he has defeated Murong Di and Beichen in a row, and his strength is unfathomable, that is, the Taozi, the devil, and the Buddha, if he does not break through to the evil, he may not be able to overpower this person.

This battle is extremely important to Bai Chou, and he naturally will not be negligent at all.

As the sword momentum rose, a trace of scarlet blood qi actually seeped out from under Bai Chou's eyelids, weaving a brand at the corner of his eye, forming a scale-like pattern.

Ruyuan's sword momentum became more and more clear, and in a trance, Shen Yi seemed to be able to see a hidden dragon rising from under the nine abysses, and it was about to take off for nine days.

This is not an illusion, but the manifestation of Bai Chou's sword will.

"Sure enough, it's a dragon."

Shen Yi also finally determined that Bai Chou really had the creation obtained by slaying the dragon.

Bai Chou was born with a sword body, but his previous eighteen years have been spent in illness and weakness, although he is a disciple of the sword god, he can't practice martial arts, he can learn swords, but he can't practice swords.

Those eighteen years were the eighteen years of the hidden dragon in the abyss.

It wasn't until three years ago that Bai Chou stepped into the path of cultivation, and then he advanced by leaps and bounds, uncontrollable, until he reached the fifth place on the list.

This kind of experience is in line with the potential of the hidden dragon to break through the nine heavens that he is revealing at the moment.

However, no matter how powerful the sword intent is, it is impossible to really let Bai Chou have the characteristics of a dragon, and this scarlet pattern undoubtedly proves that the reason why Bai Chou can step into the path of cultivation is related to dragons.

'What is the difference between the spirit of a dragon and that of ordinary people?' ’

Shen Yi's gaze revealed an indifferent color, as if a predator was staring at its prey, surging and majestic like a storm crashing on the shore, surging endlessly, and there was a strange aura overflowing, faintly transforming into a scene of various ghosts crying and howling around him.

In an instant, the sound of boiling back to the sky suddenly disappeared, and a stream of evil demonic thoughts spread, making the Fenghua Building under the moon more treacherous.

"Demonic Outer Path!"

Someone in the Fenghua Building snorted coldly, and then saw the Buddha's bright light and dispelled the evil stain.

Through this breath, some people recognized that the person who dispelled the evil stain was the "Buddha" Wulai of the Spirit Dragon Iron Brake, and some people fought against luck and resisted the evil stain with their own strength.

All of a sudden, the people watching the battle showed their magical powers, and let others know about the Fenghua Building tonight, and there were really many celebrities.

However, none of this could affect the confrontation in the courtyard.

The hidden dragon broke through the nine heavens, and as the sword momentum rose, the sword on Bai Chou's knee also trembled spontaneously, as if it was about to unsheath and slash the enemy at any time.

The heavenly demon descended to the earth, and the scene of the ghost crying and howling surrounded a vague figure, and the Xuanyin true qi was domineering, breaking the quiet atmosphere of the courtyard under the moon.

The battle between the qi and the machine, the momentum fights, and the battle between the two has faintly involved another level, beyond the food qi, into the level of the spiritual battle.

The sword momentum, the demonic atmosphere, and the momentum poured into each other, becoming more and more intense.

Suddenly, the figures on the rockery spread out, turning into two stacks of phantoms, like flowing clouds and water sleeves, sweeping left and right towards the small pavilion.

Shen Yi should be the first to strike!

Xuanyin True Qi eliminates resistance, expells air, and is as fast as it is fast, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false from the two stacks of phantoms, and even because Shen Yi has the ability of a double body, people can't help but wonder if both sides are real.

At the moment of lightning and fire, the sword of the Thrilling Hung was unsheathed, and a brilliant white rainbow swept out in a ring, and the sound of wind and thunder rolled in.

"Sword duel, sword swing to the clouds."

The Sword Pavilion's "Sword Sutra" is the general outline of swordsmanship, and he participated in the study based on this general outline, and then evolved his own swordsmanship.

And what Bai Chou realized by studying the "Sword Sutra" is this "sword duel".

The sword thundered, and the phantom that swept in at the speed of close sound was blocked by the same fast sword qi.

This is the sword qi thunder sound, which is equivalent to the realm of the physical body thunder sound.

Bai Chou's speed is not as fast as Shen Yi, he does not have a strong body like Bai Xiaolou, and he can't reach the speed of thunder.

But his sword qi can catch up with Shen Yi's speed.

The wind and thunder rolled, and the sword qi traversed the four pillars of the small pavilion, catching up with two stacks of phantoms, and between the collision of the two, a dark air flow spread out.

The prototype of the Twelve Hates is part of the works of the Qing Dynasty writer Zhang Chao, and the Twelve Hates of the Sword King of Thunderbolt is based on this for the second creation, and then I took the third creation.

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