Of course, Mr. Bai knew Xie Longteng.

For every master and every leader of the World Alliance, he knows everything and knows everything.

But the person in front of him made his heart throb inexplicably, and he was rarely moved.

As seen in the past, although Xie Longteng saw the head but did not see the tail, and rarely appeared in front of people, as the second young master of the Xie family, he should have a spirit and demeanor that was different from the vulgar.

But look at this person again, the gray robe is facing the wind, the hair is barefoot, and the long hair is tangled like artemisia grass, and it is about to fall to the ground.

This person's face was almost invisible, and under the messy hair, there was only a pair of faint pupils, looking at Mr. Bai with a creepy look.

There was also a mouth, thin lips like a sword, and said without any emotion: "I asked you to let go of this child." ”

The killing machine, the terrifying killing machine quietly swept through the four fields, pushing the frost and snow, revealing some shocking traces.

Under the snow, there were still a lot of swords.

Broken swords, broken swords, long swords, short swords, and swords that have been rusted beyond recognition......

Next to each sword is a tomb.

On the ground, on the trees, and on the rocks, there are dense and criss-crossing sword marks, which emerge one by one.

Mr. Bai looked at those sword weapons, his pupils shrank, "This...... These are...... The swords of the descendants of the Xie clan for generations? ”

In this way, the person buried in the tomb is self-evident.

Be a member of the Xie clan.

Looking at those chaotic and disorderly messy sword marks, Mr. Bai not only felt ridiculous, but his hair stood on end, and his face became solemn, which was difficult to see.

In the past, the old man Tianji had a conversation with Shangguan Jinhong.

One of them is, what is the pinnacle of martial arts in the world?

Shangguan once said that there is no ring in his hand, but there is a ring in his heart.

This is the pinnacle of martial arts.

It is also the realm of gods and Buddhas.

If there is no ring in the hand, there is no move, and there is no trick to win.

And now, Mr. Bai looked at those sword marks, and he had never seen a single sword move.

Not only that, in a trance, he only felt that the qi around the person in front of him was really indescribable, obviously it looked like a pool of stagnant water, without waves, but under the water it seemed to be trapped in a poisonous dragon that wanted to choose people to devour, cold and cruel, fierce and terrifying, wanting to get out of the trap and start killing.

The rich smell of death quietly diffused between the wind and snow.

What a terrible swordsmanship, such a fierce sword intent.

Mr. Bai finally spoke, he was amazed, and said with a bright eye: "Xie Wangsun is really a father in vain, such a peerless piece of jade, it is actually carved like this...... Xie Longteng, why don't you join forces with me? There is no need to succumb to Li Ducian anymore, with my help, you will be able to dominate the Central Plains and run rampant. ”

He was really amazed at the talent of this person, who was already in a damaged state of mind, and did not want to go off the rails, and walked out of his own way from that despair and hatred.

Xie Longteng muttered, "Xie Wangsun? ”

Mr. Bai smiled faintly: "Do you want to seek revenge on him?" It seems that you don't know that Xie Wangsun had died under Xie Xiaofeng's sword a few days ago. And this child is the flesh and blood of Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xie Longteng's dark and lifeless eyes suddenly seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

"Dead?"

The smile on Mr. Bai's face suddenly disappeared, and he noticed that something seemed to be wrong with this person.

"Father!" Xie Longteng suddenly hid his face and sobbed, but a stupid laugh and a strange laugh soon came out from under his fingers, only shaking the shoulders of this person who laughed, like a mad demon, "Haha, I actually died, or died under Xie Xiaofeng's sword." ”

Mr. Bai added fuel to the fire and said: "Li Ducian is back." ”

After a slight pause in his tone, the man added, "Also, Xie Xiaofeng has gone down to Huashan...... In my opinion, there will be a battle between the two of them. ”

As soon as Mr. Bai interviewed and probed, he wanted to withdraw.

But just as he was about to leave, a flash of green light came from the snow curtain and flew through the air.

"Thank you for informing me, stay alive."

Mr. Bai's eyes were empty, but he saw that Xie Longteng had disappeared, and the green light seemed to be uncontrolled, and it was already in front of him in an instant. He was about to parry, when he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a ghostly figure standing against his back.

"Huh!"

Not surprised, not panicked, with a chuckle, Mr. Bai put Xie Xiaodi on the ground while dodging the sword sideways.

And Xie Longteng behind him didn't look at it, he took advantage of the situation to reach out and pick it up, and he had already held the sword green willow into his palm, and immediately turned around and slashed.

The sword light breaks through the wind and snow, only if a round of blue moon is hung in the sky.

Mr. Bai also did not look back, as if he had expected it, his body leaned to the left, like a spinning top on the snow in a circle, and he had dodged the sword move behind him.

This person's body is light and elegant, and with a move, he has flashed to Xie Longteng's side, raised his palm, and the majestic palm force hit his waist and abdomen.

Before the palm fell, the momentum had risen, and what this person had displayed was actually the Tantric Yellow Sect's Zhenjiao Tantric Great Mudra.

The hand that was originally nothing unusual, but now as soon as it was lucky, it suddenly swelled up, becoming more than twice as large, and the qi and blood in the palm of the palm gathered, stiff as iron, pushing the wind and snow to flow backwards, flying sand and stones, and the power was amazing.

No matter how amazing Xie Longteng is, no matter how different he is, in the eyes of him, the old man of the Zhu clan, it is the light of fireflies after all.

Not everyone in this world can be as behemous as Li Ducicada, only relying on a few or ten years of climate, he has the ability to be invincible, and there is no way to resist.

"I see, it seems that you are the so-called Zhu clan elder in Li Ducian's mouth." Xie Longteng's voice was hoarse, like an eagle chirping a crane, and he laughed strangely, I don't know if the person moves with the sword, or the sword flies with the person, seeing that he is about to be slapped by a palm, his left hand suddenly flipped over, and he saw an ancient sword in his sleeve and spit out urgently, it was the ancient sword of the Blue Mountain, "Okay, today I will use you to test the sword to feed the poisonous dragon!" ”

"Poison Dragon?"

Seeing that the ancient sword was blocking the way, Mr. Bai immediately withdrew halfway and retreated in surprise.

Xie Longteng has a horizontal sword in his hand, his whole body is unpredictable, the sword momentum is rising, and the sword intent is soaring.

But the strange thing is that although the momentum is rising, Xie Longteng's whole person seems to have become lifeless, silent, and exudes an indescribable aura from his body.

This qi is more fierce than evil qi, sharper than sword qi, more evil than evil qi, and more palpitating than murderous qi.

This is the breath of death.

To the end, to the extreme, to the fierce.

"This is Yan Thirteen's life-killing sword technique?" Mr. Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a glint in his eyes, "No, it's plausible." ”

Suddenly, the air of death hit.

Under the sword light in the sky, Mr. Bai's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression froze on his face, because he had discovered something terrible.

How did the world in front of me turn red, red snow petals, falling piece by piece, beautiful and a little demonic.

Not only is the snow red, but even the rocks, plants, and trees seem to have turned red, and everything has turned red, and there is no other color.

And what about Xie Longteng?

Xie Longteng no longer had a double sword in his hand, but held the sleeping child, turned around and walked into the wind and snow, and went away.

Mr. Bai watched fixedly, his eyes full of horror and horror.

Threads of blood snaked down his forehead, hanging on his eyes, dyed bright red.

Subsequently.

"Plop!"

The corpse fell to the ground and was killed with a sword.

It was defeated!

(End of chapter)