The wind was howling, blowing everyone's eyes painfully, and one by one they were lucky enough to resist this force.

Qing Lao held the Beiwang knife in his hand, did not move, and the next moment, a blue and brown robe hunted and danced.

The North King knife is up, and it is difficult to hide the domineering!

You must know that the trick used by Yebei to punish the gods originally contains the meaning of the sword.

However, at this moment, the Beiwang Sword is in the hands of Qing Lao, which is obviously more terrifying than Yebei's urging of the Divine Technique!

Is this a disparity in strength?

I'm afraid it's more than that.

The next moment, Qing Lao let out a deep sigh.

"Taiwu Eight Desolations."

Just four words, above the sword body of the North King, the light that had been condensed to the extreme was further compressed and converged.

Airplanes......

The sound of a knife roar came, which made the middle-aged heart of the Tang costume rise to his throat.

He was worried that this knife would not be able to withstand the exercises urged by his father at all.

The Taiwu Eight Desolations are the exercises they use, relying on the blades of all things.

Under the blade of the transformation level, he can't bear it at all.

In his opinion, this young man in white, no matter what, could not have a saint-level blade.

Here, there are a lot of saint-level blades, and the saint-level blades are only owned by their family, and there is only one of them.

The three-hundred-meter sword shadow condensed like a substance, and it fell with a bang, really overwhelming the heavens and the earth.

Whether it is the huge sword shadow or the power contained in it, it seems to be able to destroy the world and shock people's hearts.

The Northern King Knife met the attack, and in comparison, it was obviously too shabby.

In an instant, the swords and swords collided in an instant!

Rumble!!

A loud bang like a cloud cracking stone suddenly came.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, they were all shaken.

In the distance, on top of the 10,000-meter snow-capped mountain, the thick snow collapsed in an instant and poured down!

The two of them are the center, and the space is distorted, and no one can see what is happening.

However, the huge sword shadow was cracked visible to the naked eye.

Click!

Click——!!

A cracking sound resounded through the sky.

The three-hundred-meter-long sword shadow gradually cracked from the bottom up......

"No!!"

A miserable scream came from the extremely twisted space, and everyone could hear that this was Jiang Yuanyi's roar.

One by one, their eyes widened, trying to see what was going on, but they couldn't see anything.

Thundered......

The thunderous sound faded away, and the distorted space was rapidly repaired.

Hiss......

One person was the first to see the scene in the distance, and he couldn't help but gasp.

As the space was restored, the distant scene became clearer, and more and more people let out exclamations.

I saw Qing Lao standing in the void with a knife in his hand, and below, a body was lying on the ground, scarlet blood gushing out continuously......

Under one knife, Jiang Yuanyi was actually split in half!!

"Ahh

Jiang Hong's eyes were instantly cracked, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he stumbled and rushed forward.

The broken body in front of him, how can there be a trace of breath.

At this moment, Jiang Yuanyi's right hand was still holding the remnant sword, and his bloodshot eyes were full of horror.

"How so!"

"How can this be ......!"

Qing Lao ignored Jiang Hong, stepped back, and returned the Beiwang Sword in his hand to Yebei.

"Yes, this knife is indeed good."

Qing Lao smiled slightly, and praised the Beiwang Knife.

However, what surprised him even more was the recovery speed of the injuries in the body of the young man in front of him.

In just a few moments, most of the injuries in the body have improved, and the broken bones have all recovered.

Yebei slowly got up and put the knife into the sheath.

"Why save me?"

has no relatives and no reason, and the other party not only came to the rescue, but also used such a precious pill.

This is unreasonable.

"If you want answers, I'll do it."

As soon as the words fell, Elder Qing prepared to leave.

And beside him, the middle-aged man in Tang costume stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

Qing Lao stopped and turned around and looked at Jiang Hong, who was staring at him fiercely with a pair of extremely dark eyes.

The second brother was killed, and now his father was also killed, it can be said that the Jiang family is here, and there is no capital to gain a foothold, how can he not be angry.

If it weren't for the defeat, at this moment, he would be eager to break the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces!

Instead, the owl's eyes moved to the north of the night.

And this young man in white!

If you have the opportunity, you must peel him and cramp him to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Then I won't stay."

It is only four words, which represents the attitude of the elder.

The matter has come to this point, cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, and there will be endless troubles in the future.

"The child understands."

The middle-aged man in Tang costume replied.

The next moment, he walked straight to Jiang Hong.

"What are you—what are you going to do?"

Jiang Hong instantly put away his gloomy gaze, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume didn't say a word, and his true qi condensed in his palm, and he stretched out his palm directly......

A muffled sound came, making everyone present shudder.

That Jiang Hong received this blow and fell directly to the ground.

Whether it is life or death, it is self-evident.

As soon as the blow fell, the middle-aged man in Tang costume put away his strength, and from beginning to end, there was no wave on his face.

"Come back with us first."

Walking to Yebei's side, he fell indifferently, gathered strength under his feet, followed his father, and galloped away into the distance.

Looking at the few figures that disappeared in an instant, the people present looked at each other.

For so many years, the Qing Lao family has been low-key and steady, otherwise, it is impossible to convince many martial artists.

Today, for the sake of the young man in white, such an abnormal move, and such a ruthless shot, all made everyone confused and did not know why.

Could it be that this person is really from the Qing family?

It's impossible, I've never seen this person for so many years.

Moreover, there is no need to hide it at all.

……

At this moment, it was already evening, and on Wanxia Mountain, Qing Lao walked straight into a pavilion.

The reason why it is called Wanxia Mountain can only be fully reflected in this evening.

Between the clouds and mountains and mist, the fiery red sunset can not be seen at a glance, brilliant as fireworks, just like a natural beautiful picture.

The sun and sunset in Yunshan are good, and the breeze is lined with the sunset.

It's just that at this moment, Yebei is not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful picture.

"This scene is only in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world."

A voice of admiration came, from Alipu, this guy, also came along.

No way, he still holds a person in his arms.

This has been here for so many years, and this is the first time he has visited the top of this Wanxia Mountain in person.

"Alas, people have to die more than people, goods have to be thrown away, life is better than life, and anger becomes sick."

Alipu couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly.

The Chiqing Snow Mountain where I stay is covered with snow all year round, and compared to here, it is simply a hell on earth.

No way, no matter when and where, strength is respected.

With the strength of the old family, living here, no one will say anything.

"Alipu, it's not like I haven't invited you before."

The middle-aged man in Tang costume sighed and looked displeased.

Alipu is now only one person left, no different from a loose cultivator, with the strength of the eighth order of the transformation saint, he is already a person who is competing for various families and sects.

"Hehe, I'm an old man, it's better to be leisurely."

Alip said, letting go of the man in his arms.

"Boy, don't forget the promise to me, there are a lot of good things here, when you leave, remember to take a little more, if you can't eat, you can give it to me."

As the words fell, Alipu glanced at the sunset in the distance again, was amazed, and turned to leave.

Soon, the figure disappeared into the clouds.

At this moment, only he knows the name of Yebei.

When he first heard this name, he doubted it, but he couldn't believe it, and the scene that happened just now was enough to confirm the guess in his heart.

With Alip gone, there was silence on the top of the mountain.

A moment later, a voice came from the gazebo.

"What's your name?"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Lao slowly turned around, and a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"Night North."

Yebei met that purpose and spoke indifferently.

The two words fell, and a gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man.

The corners of his mouth suddenly showed a smile, and he said:

"I'm called Yeqing......"