"The strong man who opened the stele is indeed difficult to deal with." Yu Zhi muttered.

Even if Yu Zhi hated Cangshui, he had to admit the strength of the other party.

If it weren't for Li Haomiao sweeping the formation on the side, making Cangshui and the others have scruples, I'm afraid Yu Zhi would have died faster.

The wind swept through the clouds, and the huge storm seemed to tear through this space, crushing everything that was caught in the storm into powder.

"Looks like you're not going to make a move?" Cang said partially.

The sound as calm as water could hardly be muffled by the loud noise of the storm, and it reached Li Haomiao's ears.

Li Haomiao glanced at the storm, and said lightly: "Young people should always be given the opportunity to exercise." If he is protected under my wing at all times, he will only die at the hands of others in the future. ”

Exercise? Let the strong man of the eighth grade of the stele go to sharpen the sixth grade of armor-piercing?

The realm is the gap between the chasm.

Cang Beili sneered, even when he was young, he didn't dare to hold it up like this.

"I'm afraid that if you don't have time to make a move, this kid will die."

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and every breath can determine the direction of the battle, and perhaps the next moment Yu Zhi will be torn to pieces by the storm and crushed to death by his true qi.

At that time, it would be too late for Li Haomiao to make another move.

Li Haomiao also laughed, and Cang Beili kept making a sound, obviously wanting Li Haomiao to make a move.

But what good is Li Haomiao's move for him?

Li Haomiao looked at Cang Bili and said, "Do you want to fight with me?" ”

Cang Bieli didn't flinch at all, thinking: Only by luring you away, Cangshui can fight with all his strength and kill Yu Zhi.

"In the last battle, I didn't use my full strength. Although you are a ten-rank grandmaster, you must also ask about the sword in your hand. ”

Li Haomiao seemed to have expected everything in front of him a long time ago, and said, "Since this is the case, I will send you another defeat." ”

With that, Li Haomiao rose into the air, his hands behind his back, hovering in mid-air.

The Ten Rank Grandmaster has been able to soar through the void and swim between heaven and earth.

This alone is enough to show the transcendence of the Grandmaster Realm.

"Farewell to Cang, come up and fight!"

The sound is like the wind penetrating the mountains and forests, without the slightest emotion, but it gives people a feeling of freedom and comfort.

This is Li Haomiao's sword intent.

Comfortable with the wind, unrestrained, it is the bird between heaven and earth, and it is also the finch in the mountains.

Chic and freewheeling, the way of the sword is self-contained.

Different from Cang's retreat and penance, Li Haomiao had very few retreats, or even almost none.

Practicing all the way, fighting when he is strong, retreat is not the way he wants to go, the sword in his hand, the red dust in the world, this is his way.

Cang Beili seeks the Tao with meditation and cultivation, looking for a peaceful place in his heart, and has not been out of the sword for many years, but he spreads the world in the name of a half-step grandmaster.

Li Haomiao enlightened with rolling red dust, passed in the thousands of flowers, did not touch the leaves, traveled in the landscape, looked at the world, the sword of Nanzhou Mansion, and preached the Taoist.

The two have known each other for many years, and they are also today's rivals.

Cang Beili looked at Li Haomiao, who was condescending in mid-air, and the true qi around his body was running, holding up his body, and slowly rising into the air, level with Li Haomiao.

A half-step grandmaster, although he is not a grandmaster, can barely control the sky, but he is not as relaxed and casual as Li Haomiao.

Li Haomiao was not a little surprised by this.

Cang Bei has been in retreat for many years, and he has not walked out of Beiliang Mansion, let alone out of Cangshan, if he can't even do it, he will waste so many years.

Everyone around them also stared intently at the two people in mid-air.

The old enemy of the teenager still fights decades later.

And they are also the top two sword cultivators in the world today.

The battle between these two people is much more interesting than Yu Zhi and Cangshui.

"Old Xiong, do you think Cang Bieli can win?" Zong Linyue asked this question for some reason.

In her opinion, and even in the eyes of everyone, above the grandmaster is an immortal-like existence in the world, which is another level in the world. Unless you fight in the same situation, you are only killing yourself.

Xiong Kui looked at Cang Beili's figure, and he also wondered why Cang Beili took the initiative to provoke Li Haomiao.

Obviously, Li Haomiao had no intention of helping Yu Zhi.

Xiong Kui muttered: "The half-step grandmaster is just a title, and the realm of Cang Parting is still the pinnacle of the Nine Grades of the Open Monument, and he challenges the grandmaster with the realm below the grandmaster......"

Xiong Kui's opinion was self-evident, but suddenly Xiong Kui's words changed and said: "Under such circumstances, if Cang Bieli wants to win, unless he uses the entire Cangshan as a hole card!" ”

"The whole Cangshan ...... What does that mean? Zong Linyue wondered.

Xiong Kui didn't respond, but his expression was extremely heavy.

Take the whole Cangshan as a hole card...... I hope you won't be so crazy.

Xiong Kui is a generation older than Cang Beili, and he has watched Cang Beili rise from a young fame to a world-famous today.

I have to say that Cang Bieli's talent in kendo is unsurpassed.

It's just that Cang Farewell met Li Haomiao.

Zong Linyue understood Xiong Kui, and said in her heart: This old bear generally refuses to say something, it must be extremely serious.

......

In mid-air, Cang Farewell drew his sword, and as soon as the farewell sword came out, the light and shadow flickered, and a sad sword intent shrouded the entire battlefield.

The autumn wind sweeps away the leaves, relatives and friends part, and the face is easy to age....... All the sorrows in the world echoed in everyone's minds in an instant.

On dozens of nearby mountain peaks, everyone couldn't stop recalling the sad parting they had encountered in their lives.

"Woo woo, mother, I'm sorry for you."

"Yun'er, Yun'er, it's the Xianggong who didn't protect you."

"Brother Wang, in this life, I will definitely avenge you."

“......”

Guilt for parents, apologies for lovers, sadness for friends...... One by one, it comes to everyone's mind.

Countless sad emotions are like a tsunami that swept the heavens and the earth, dragging the hearts of countless people into the dark deep sea.

Sad, depressed, depressed to the extreme.

There is a sadness in everyone's heart that is not worth it.

Two tears flowed from Zong Linyue's eyes, and the picture of her parents leaving and her disciples being slaughtered by night ghosts kept flashing in her mind.

She couldn't stop thinking about it.

"Old bear, I'm so sad." Zong Linyue said in a choked voice. The true qi in her body fell silent, as if her emotions were walking towards the end of negative sadness.

Xiong Kui also gave birth to an inexplicable sadness.

However, after all, he was a great cultivator who opened the Eight Grades of the Monument, and he quickly dispelled the sadness in his heart.

There was a little more surprise in the vicissitudes of life.

I never thought that Cang's parting sword intent would be able to affect me.

Xiong Kui sighed with emotion in his heart, and said to Zong Linyue: "Cang's parting sword intent affects people's emotions, making the true qi in the body silent and difficult to function. Girl, this is a rare opportunity to sharpen one. Abide by the original heart, eliminate those negative emotions, and cultivate the mind to cultivate the Tao. ”

Xiong Kui's voice was like a black bear roaring, deafening.

When Zong Linyue heard this, her originally dull eyes flashed with a resolute look.

In addition to Zong Linyue, cultivators in all parts of the mountains and forests also regarded the parting sword intent of parting as a means to sharpen their minds.

They were not all the people on the battlefield, and most of the powerful parting sword intent was heading towards Li Haomiao.

Therefore, these escaping sword intents can just be used to cultivate the mind.

On the other side, Wuhua bowed her head and whispered: "Amitabha." How did this benefactor cultivate such a sad sword intent? ”

Li Wantong is not a cultivator, so it is difficult to bear this sad sword intent at all, and the picture of the girl being killed keeps appearing in her mind.

Tearful eyes, full of apologies, and even an urge to die.

At this time, Wei Wuji took a step forward, his true qi blooming, and the sharp edge of the opening and closing blocked the parting sword intent from the outside.

Li Wantong looked at Wei Wuji and said softly, "Thank you, Master Hou." ”

Wei Wuji bowed slightly, these people have him to protect them, and there will be no other accidents.

However, what he was worried about was Yu Zhi, who was at the center of the storm.

Let Yu Zhi face the Cangshui of the eight grades of the monument alone, it is already nine deaths and one life, coupled with the interference of the sword intent, it is clearly a desperate situation of ten deaths.

Ye Qinghuan opened his mouth and said, "Master Hou, Yu knows that there will be no problem, right?" ”

Wei Wuji shook his head and said, "Now the young master has not had an accident. ”

He really wanted to help Yu Zhi, but Li Haomiao once warned him not to interfere. Although he didn't know what Li Haomiao's idea was, he still chose to obey.

Moreover, Cangshan is the one with more people.

If Wei Wuji made a move, the other elder disciples of Cangshan would never give up.

Ye Qinghuan is already in the realm of the seventh grade of the opening monument, and the prototype of sword intent continues to grow, and he continues to temper with the sword intent of Cang's farewell.

Seeing that everyone was worried, Wei Wuji added: "Don't worry, Li Haomiao said that he doesn't care about the young master, but he should have his own plans, and he won't care about the young master's life or death." ”

At this time, Yu Zhi held the sword of freedom, thinking about how to break the situation in his heart.

The storm continued to tighten, squeezing his living space to only three feet.

And that sad parting sword intent also fell on Yu Zhi's body.

I couldn't beat Cangshui in the first place, but if you still come here like this, you really want to kill me!

In a crisis, the true qi is as silent as a quagmire and swamp, and it is difficult to circulate.

Cangshui outside the storm shouted loudly: "Yu Zhixiao'er, hand over Biluo Qingyan." The old man can spare your life! ”

Cangshui was reluctant to kill Yu Zhi because he had to take care of Li Haomiao.

So far, no one knows Li Haomiao's thoughts.

Let Cangshui crush Yu Zhi, do you really want Yu Zhi to die here?

"Old thief, I will kill you today!" Yu Zhi shouted loudly.

Hand over Biluo Qingyan, this also has to be Biluo Qingyan's willingness.

Since coming to Cangshan, Biluo Qingyan has been hiding in the ring, and thousands of people are reluctant to show their heads, like children who are unwilling to go to private school.

Yu Zhi had no choice, and it was impossible for Yu Zhi to compromise with Cangshui.

A faint black gas appeared in Cangshui's eyes, and the next moment Cangshui raised his hand and waved, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand.

"Whoever dares to offend the power of Cangshan, the old man will make him irreversible."

In an instant, countless streams of water burst out from the tip of the sword, and the sound of water splashing continued to sound, and the streams of water of different sizes pierced through the storm and intertwined with the wind and snow.

Whoosh!

The storm covered it, and the water flowed like an arrow, shooting towards Yu Zhi.

In just an instant, Yu Zhi's body was covered with scars.

Blood was dripping down, and a fierce light flashed in Yu Zhi's eyes.

It is difficult for the true qi that is silent due to the influence of the parting sword intent to operate, otherwise Yu Zhi can use the villain diagram to fill his eyes with the true qi, and he will not fall into such an embarrassment.

"Old thief!"

Yu Zhi touched into his arms, and a red talisman appeared in the palm of his hand.