"Heh, what a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, since you are so arrogant, then don't blame you for being rude. Baturu couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, his body bowed up, with the power of a bamboo, he could feel the surging immortal energy in the man in front of him, so he couldn't wait for a long time.

But before he could make a move, the figure of the man in white suddenly disappeared into the air. Looking around, there was not even the slightest shadow to be seen, and Baturu was silent, and his restlessness suddenly didn't know where to vent.

Chang Qingyao looked around coldly, frowning secretly, even she couldn't feel this man's breath, that sky-high fairy aura seemed to disappear out of thin air.

She suddenly remembered what the old man of the hidden sword said to her a few days ago in the Valley of the Hidden Sword, wasn't the purpose of her trip just to see this Heavenly Punishment Sword?

"Grandpa Luo Hao, I heard my mother say that you once refined a sword, which can sharpen iron like clay, and the sword shocks all directions, and it is as powerful as that Dugu sword, you always hide such a treasure, and you don't tell me, so can you let me see that legendary sword today?" Chang Qingyao looked at the thin and clumsy old man, with a look of longing, and his tone was almost coquettish.

"Gotta get it, this Heavenly Punishment Sword I have refined can't be compared with the Dugu Sword that you have guarded for generations, so don't talk nonsense, if your mother hears it, you have to blame me for talking nonsense. The old man of the Tibetan sword smiled helplessly, his face was full of kindness and love, he had already loved Chang Qingyao as his own granddaughter, he had lived for I don't know how many years, for so many years, except for the person who came to the Sword Valley to get the sword, the only friend was Chang Qingyao, this girl always came over every few years. He still remembered that when he first saw Chang Qingyao, she was just a doll with a sugar gourd in her mouth, with a pair of big smart eyes, and she was full of curiosity about the long sword that men loved.

"If it's still with me, I don't mind showing you, but it's a pity that you're late, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword was just pulled out not long ago. The old man pointed to the empty furnace in front of him.

It was a giant dome about one zhang high and one zhang wide, and its pitch-black body was covered with rust spots.

The fire in the dingli has been extinguished, leaving only the dark black dingkou. Chang Qingyao looked at the iron in front of her, a little puzzled, but she vaguely remembered that the forging furnace in the Hidden Sword Valley had never been extinguished, and it had always been a molten color.

"Huh?" Chang Qingyao was stunned for a moment, not knowing if she was thinking about the reason why the flames in the furnace were extinguished or who had pulled out the sword.

"The Heavenly Punishment Sword is the magic weapon that keeps my furnace immortal, and I didn't expect that it would be taken away by a kid from the Tianshan Sect. The old man with the hidden sword sighed and shook his head, his face did not show pity, but there was a little relief.

"But with your fire, I can keep this furnace up for a while. The old man with the sword looked at the girl with a smile.

"Huohuohuo, I said grandpa, how kind did you ask me to get food, it turned out to be for fire. Chang Qingyao pouted, but she was not angry, but with a bend of her fingers, the furnace was rekindled, and the color of the fire was transparent, as pure as the red clothes on her body. But how long will this fire burn? They don't know.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the Heavenly Punishment Sword was forged, and in the past thousand years, no matter where other swords flow, this Heavenly Punishment Sword has been guarded in the furnace and burned by the raging fire for thousands of years.

Because it is the same as Dugu Sword, it has been waiting, waiting for someone who is worthy of pulling it out, it has waited for a thousand years, and finally waited for the young man in white.

From now on, the young man in white will take it to the rivers and lakes, and the fresh clothes are angry and the horse lives up to its reputation.

"The kid of the Tianshan faction

Is it the sect created by the old man of Tianshan a thousand years ago?" Chang Qingyao seemed to understand, she raised her head, "What is that kid's name, I, I'm going to find him in the rivers and lakes! ”

Chang Qingyao said very seriously, she ran out this time just to see the legendary sword as mysterious as the Dugu Sword, and if she didn't see it, she wouldn't give up.

The old man pondered for a moment, as if recalling the young man's name.

"He, say he's a ...... from the Tianshan faction"

"Mu Yunfei!"

Perhaps the old man who hid the sword didn't think that many years later, it was this man who pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Sword from his forging furnace to dominate the world, settle the world with one sword, and pacify this noisy world for a long time.

"His name is Mu Yunfei, okay, grandpa, I'll come to see you next time!" Chang Qingyao nodded, and with a leap, he turned into a scarlet streamer and disappeared into the clouds.

"What about people?" Baturu couldn't see the man in white, nor could he feel his breath, so he scratched his head in frustration, and the wind and sand sword in his hand became weak.

"Behind you. Suddenly, there was an answer from behind him, and it was the response of the man in white.

Baturu was frightened, hurriedly turned around, and hurriedly cut out a sword, although this sword was not very powerful, but it was a Xuan Immortal subconsciously fought back, it was as fast as the wind, making it difficult to catch its figure, especially the pale yellow sword body, which had long been hidden in the air.

"It's too slow. The man in white replied lightly.

A sword slashed into the air, and in full view of everyone, the man in white easily dodged Baturu's sword as if he was taking a leisurely walk, and they clearly felt that Baturu's sword had slashed through the placket of the man in white, but the sharp sword qi could not even tear a crack.

It was as if Baturu's sword had slashed into a wall of air, stripped of all its strength.

"If you have the ability, don't run, eat my sword again!" Baturu calmed down, trying to force him and his sword with a radical method. Baturu's eyes locked on the man in white, held the sword in both hands, and swung a sword again, instantly sand all over the ground, bursting out from behind him, like a sand wave on the grassland, overwhelming, with the power of thousands of troops, people can't open their eyes, he believes that this sword will be hit.

"This sword of mine, the sword qi can reach ten zhang, unless you escape from this inn, you will definitely hit!" Baturu smiled firmly, and the tip of the Wind and Sand Sword actually flashed with a cold light, as dazzling as a desert shining in the sun.

Bump, the man in white didn't dodge, the two swords intersected, he took the sword with one hand lightly, and what was even more surprising was that he took the sword qi of the wind and sand sword with only the scabbard, and the scarlet sword was already hidden in the scabbard, and even its true face could not be seen.

Suddenly, the wind fell silent, no, it was gone, there was no more dust, and the whole inn was as clean as new except for the broken tables and chairs, as if all the sand and dust had turned into air.

"Is this something that a man can do?" The inn suddenly fell silent, and everyone dared not speak up, because they had clearly mocked the man in white before.

"He's clearly just the pinnacle of Xuan Immortal!" Everyone was in an uproar, the immortal aura on the man in white had already shocked them, but Xuan Xian defeated Xuan Xian, and he actually only used a sword, which made them even more stunned.

"Sword, scabbard?" Baturu obviously didn't expect that his sword, which should have been like a bamboo, was gently caught by the man in white with one hand, without using any moves. You must know that he has injected all his immortal power, and even when he fought Chang Qingyao against the sword just now, he didn't do his best so much.

That sword is clearly capable of anything

He Yixian was shocked at the peak, but seeing that the man in white was so calm, he didn't even take a step back. If Chang Qingyao brakes with static, he used water to stop the sand and dust. So what is this man in white? Countering violence with violence, or crushing with strength?

Above the Xuan Immortal is Taihe, could it be that he has already entered? It's just that over the years, how many people have entered the half-step Taihe? Just half a step, it is already extremely difficult.

Although the secret has been sealed, for so many years, the only one who has stepped into the half-step Taihe Immortal is afraid that only the leader of the Tianshan Sect a hundred years ago, Xiaoyaozi.

"As I said, we don't have to fight each other. The man in white smiled again, and this smile looked a little frivolous, as if it was mocking. But no one present dared to question him, because he had this qualification!

The man in white raised his hand slightly, waved his scabbard and swept away the sand sword in Baturu's hand, like a spring breeze blowing and peach blossoms blooming, this breeze swept away all the sand and dust in the inn, making the air in the house fresh again.

The Wind Sand Sword in Baturu's hand was swept out and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of loose sand again.

This man from the desert froze in place with a blank expression, he never thought that he would be defeated by the man in white with a sword.

From north to south, he was conceited that he wanted to defeat all the good players of the Great Xia Dynasty, but how long did he finally enter? In less than a month, he was slashed by an unknown man in white.

"I, lost, I didn't expect you to enter that realm. Baturu's mouth finally closed, his eyes were slightly unwilling, but what could he do, the strength of the two of them was already so obvious.

"According to the previous agreement, this will be abolished in the future. "Baturu is not a man of his word, he raised his fingers as he said it, and he was going to cut off his immortal veins.

His raised hand was grabbed by the man in white, just like he just wanted to cut off Chang Qingyao's hair.

"As I said earlier, the two of us weren't at odds, so we didn't have any bets. The man in white slowly withdrew his hand and put the sword behind his back.

Chang Qingyao's eyes stared intently at the sword behind him, she had been staring at the man in white for several days, but she had never seen him pull out this sword. Chang Qingyao was about to die.

"The reason why immortal cultivators cultivate is not to be aggressive in martial arts, let alone to bully the weak, we should cultivate for the sake of the world, for the people, and for the protection of those who are weak. The man in white nodded slightly, he didn't know if Baturu had heard it, he only knew that there was a long applause in the inn.

They sincerely admire, not only because of his strength, but also because of his charisma.

"What the hero said is very true, I, Baturu, understand, and return to the desert in the next place, and teach the children of the desert what I have learned in my life and everything that the hero has taught me. Baturu bowed again to the man in white.

"Although I will not enter the Central Plains in this life, I still hope that the hero can leave your name, and I hope that many years later, the disciples in the next generation will be fortunate enough to have a good competition with the hero. This desert man with a little scumbag had a look in his eyes full of earnestness.

The man in white hesitated for a moment, and finally announced his name.

"Tianshan faction, Mu Yunfei. It was also the first time he reported his name in the rivers and lakes, and since then, the entire rivers and lakes have remembered these six words, Tianshan faction, Mu Yunfei.

"Okay, Tianshan faction, Mu Yunfei, I hope we will meet again in the future!" Baturu laughed, he strode out of the inn, never looked back, and walked all the way to the northwest in the setting sun, walking so chic and calm.

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