Chapter 212: Retreat

"Bang".

There was a collision sound in mid-air, and the figure of the white-clothed scholar quickly retreated, and only stopped after a while, before he could make any movements, the figure of the sword saint appeared behind him without warning, and a sword qi was slashed out in his hand, sweeping towards the white-clothed scholar.

"Hmph. The white-clothed scholar snorted, his figure suddenly blurred, and there were ripples on his body, like shadows on the water, flickering in the ripples.

The sword qi passed straight through the white-clothed scholar's body, failing to harm him, and then he turned around and stared at the sword master.

"Your spatial methods are indeed a little too weird. The Sword Saint looked at the white-clothed scholar with great interest, amazed at his ability, "Although I have fought with spatial ability people before, they can't switch between nothingness and reality as easily as you do, it's really amazing." ”

The Sword Master did not hesitate to praise himself, and he admired the methods of the white-clothed scholar very much, although he said so, the white-clothed scholar was not happy at all.

"Juggernaut does well deserve his reputation, and my moves won't do you any harm. The white-clothed scholar said softly, "The level of the Four Saints is indeed superior to that of the entire continent. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. The Sword Master stroked his beard and grinned, "I didn't hurt you, we all do each other." ”

The white-clothed scholar's heart became heavier and heavier, the relaxed appearance of the sword saint was obviously not full strength, and the opponent's saber had not been seen until now, which meant that he didn't even have the ability to force the other party to use his sword.

"Do you want to continue?" the Sword Master said lightly, "I don't think this competition is meaningless, I'm afraid that if I continue to fight, I will die." He warned the white-clothed scholar to accept it when he saw it, his patience was not unlimited, if he really went all out, even if he had the strength of the door, it would still not be enough.

"The vicissitudes of life are not out, and the kid is unwilling to leave like this. The white-clothed scholar laughed softly, a glint flashed in his eyes, and then his hands were folded in front of his chest, "Please continue to teach seniors." As the words fell, a violent wind blew violently, and a cyan hurricane appeared out of thin air, spinning violently between heaven and earth.

"Old man, I haven't drawn my sword in years. The Sword Saint said slowly, "First, I have been away from the rivers and lakes for a long time and am unwilling to get involved in this kind of fighting, killing, and killing, and secondly, because there is no opponent in the world who is worthy of me to draw my sword, and it has been twenty years, and the vicissitudes have never been unsheathed." ”

"I wonder if the kid has the qualifications to let the senior draw the sword?" The white-clothed scholar chuckled, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed again, and he faintly had the momentum of going hand in hand with the Sword Saint.

"Alas. The Sword Saint sighed, and an astonishing sword intent suddenly erupted from his body, soaring straight into the sky, as if to cut off the heavens and the earth, and the momentum he exuded suddenly rose again.

Two amazing breaths collided back and forth between heaven and earth, and all the powerhouses in the Tianxiang Emperor Capital stopped their movements and quietly felt the changes in these two breaths.

In the central conference room, the throne tapped lightly on the table in front of him, expressionless, nodding and shaking his head for a while.

The white-robed old man sitting on the side had a sad face, his deep pupils were full of turbidity, and there was a hint of unease, and then he leaned to the side of the throne and whispered: "Throne, isn't it inappropriate to let these two people fight near the imperial capital?"

"What does it matter. The throne chuckled softly, not taking this matter too seriously, the reason why he was paying close attention now was just to find out what level these two people had reached.

"The aura released by the two of them now is too amazing, if they fight, that energy storm will probably affect the imperial capital. The white-robed old man continued, "I'm afraid it will cause a lot of casualties among the people. ”

"Rest assured. The throne said softly, "The old man of the Sword Saint naturally knows the proportions, and there will be no problems, although the other party's strength is good, but it is not enough." ”

"But. The white-robed old man was still a little worried, "The aura of the two of them has already broken through the limit of the general, and if they continue like this, I am afraid that they will be out of the control of the old man of the Sword Saint." ”

"Isn't it the limit of the general. The throne still doesn't matter, "Don't go beyond the limits of humanity, don't worry." ”

When the white-robed old man saw that the throne had expressed his position like this, he no longer insisted, sat down in his place again, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes in the two momentums.

"Yes, yes, your kid's skills are really good. The Sword Saint looked at the white-clothed scholar and smiled, "I originally thought that you were at most the level of the limit of a general, but I didn't expect that you would have crossed that barrier and stood on a higher peak." ”

"It's just a matter of luck. The white-clothed scholar said softly, in the eyes of others, he may have surpassed the realm of generals, but he himself knew very well in his heart what level his true combat power was.

"Come on. The Sword Saint said softly, as a senior, it was impossible for him to make the first move, he had been waiting for the white-clothed scholar to make a move.

"Space, silence. The white-clothed scholar spat out a few words softly, and the space around him instantly became distorted and blurred, and his figure quickly disappeared between heaven and earth.

"This is?" The Sword Master looked at the surrounding scene curiously, the space that was previously imperceptible to the naked eye became clearly visible at this time, and the heavens and the earth were covered with dense spatial folds, like waves on the surface of the sea, surging towards him layer by layer, trying to crush his old body.

The Sword Saint was still smiling, his right hand pointed into a sword, and said softly: "Heart Sword Shocking Salamander!" A divine sword condensed by mental power suddenly appeared at his fingertips, glowing with cold sword light, and then the Sword Saint slashed out lightly, and his mouth spoke again: "Heart Sword Binghe." ”

As soon as the words fell, an extremely cold sword light jumped out of the long sword in the sword master's hand, slashing towards the layers of spatial folds, and suddenly a layer of extreme cold qi spread to the surroundings, and the spatial waves that were originally spreading actually stopped, as if they were really frozen by the sword light.

The figure of the white-clothed scholar suddenly emerged from the air, his face was ugly, and his figure swept into the distance, he had just left, and the space between heaven and earth suddenly shattered, revealing a large black hollow, and a cold wind was whistling inside, like the ground

Hell suddenly descended into reality and devoured everything in the world.

"It's a real nuisance. The Sword Master looked at this scene with a frown, a large amount of space shattered, causing reality to even distort, and a strange purple energy began to penetrate into the real world, and a gloomy voice came out.

"It's so familiar. "Purple energy swirls between heaven and earth, and it is obviously just a mass of dead things, but there are human voices.

"This is?" the Sword Master's face sank, "I didn't expect that it was just a trick with the juniors, but I ran in a great thing." ”

"Sword Master, don't come unharmed, you old immortal didn't expect to be alive. The purple light turned into a human face in the air, and he looked at the old figure of the Sword Master with an expressionless face.

"Aren't you alive and well?" said the Sword Saint casually, the momentum on his body became more and more intense, and his gaze at the purple light was much more solemn.

"Huh?" The purple face suddenly turned his head to look at the white-clothed scholar in the distance, "This person's aura is also very familiar, has this kid been seen before?"

"Then I don't know. The Sword Saint said softly, although he knew it very well in his heart, but he didn't break it in his mouth, and he didn't poke out the identity of the white-clothed scholar.

"That's it, it's just a trace of energy in this seat, and the induction is almost inevitable. The purple face then looked at the Juggernaut, "But we'll meet soon." ”

"I'm afraid it's not as easy as it sounds. The Sword Master said nonchalantly, "If you could have come, you would have come a long time ago." ”

"Just wait. The purple face smiled faintly, and soon this energy slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, and the dark spatial gap in the sky slowly closed, and this heaven and earth were quiet again.

"That's?" said the white-clothed scholar with some surprise.

The Sword Master nodded: "Naturally, it's what you're thinking about, but it seems that they won't be able to move for a while." ”

"Time is really running out. The white-clothed scholar murmured softly, "Is the senior really unwilling to give up that ancient book to the kid?"

The Sword Master looked at the sky and was silent, and after a long time, he shook his head and said softly, "Not for the time being." ”

"When will it be?" asked the white-clothed scholar with a calm face, the momentum on his body slowly declined, and finally completely converged.

"There will be a day, but not now. Seeing the white-clothed scholar withdraw, the aura on his body slowly slipped down, and suddenly the aura coercion entrenched between heaven and earth dissipated.

"What conditions?" asked the white-clothed scholar softly.

"The kid is very good. The Sword Master smiled, it is easy to talk to a smart person, and the other party can understand your intentions with a casual word, "Turmoil in the world is coming, I hope you can save someone for me." ”

"Xiao Lin?" the white-clothed scholar suddenly understood what the Sword Saint meant, "With you and Su He by his side, don't worry about his safety." ”

"We are not the owners of the door. Juggernaut laughed.

The white-clothed scholar suddenly said, "The Sword Saint senior wants me to teach him?

Strength. ”

"Exactly. The Sword Master smiled and said, "What about this condition? Didn't you already help him once before?"

"I didn't expect that the seniors already knew about it at that time. The white-clothed scholar smiled, "I underestimate the people of the world." ”

The Sword Master didn't continue to speak, just stroked his beard and looked at the white-clothed scholar with a smile, waiting for the other party to reply.

The white-clothed scholar was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "I agreed." ”

"Good. The Sword Master spoke, and then his figure turned into a streamer and swept into the distance, and his figure disappeared at the end of heaven and earth.

"My lord, do you really want to do this?" asked the blood pupil when he came to the white-clothed scholar.

"Even if the Sword Master doesn't say so, I will take Xiao Lin under my command. The white-clothed scholar looked into the distance and said softly, "In the great turmoil, only by mastering the power of the gate can there be hope, otherwise even the Sword Saint and those thrones will just go to death." ”

The blood pupil and the blood knife glanced at each other, not understanding what the white-clothed scholar was saying.

"Let's go. The white-clothed scholar said lightly, and a pitch-black gap opened in front of him, and three figures disappeared into it.

Not long after the few people left, another old figure in a green robe gradually emerged, looking at the direction in which the Sword Saint and the others left, and then looking at the sky that had cracked the black gap before, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Everything was planned. ”

(End of chapter)