Since he wants to kill someone, he should have some other emotions, but Xu Baichuan can't see the slightest strange emotion in Qingzhu Dao people, and all he can see is indifference and indifference.

Qingzhu Dao people don't seem to take him seriously.

This seems very strange, but it is also very easy to understand, Qingzhu Daoist should be a monk with a very high realm, so he is not taken seriously.

It's not unusual to be able to block the road here alone.

Xu Baichuan has killed many Taoist priests along the way, and he himself has no grudge against those Taoist priests, and he can't figure out why he was hunted down, and now that he sees Qingzhu Taoist, the doubts in his heart are vaguely settled.

There is no such thing as a gratuitous grudge, there should always be a reason for everything.

He wanted to know, so he asked.

"Why did the Taoist kill me?"

After thinking about it so much, in fact, this is only the one sentence he wants to ask.

Qingzhu Daoist didn't have much emotion, and said coldly: "You killed my apprentice, so I'll kill you." ”

This is a good answer, but there are some shortcomings, Xu Baichuan has killed many Taoist priests, none of whom he personally provoked, and those people sought death by themselves.

But why did they come to seek death?

He couldn't guess this matter, so he wanted to ask Qingzhu Daoren.

Qingzhu Daoist rarely showed a little thought when he heard this question, but he quickly withdrew it, although his disciple was ordered by the Taoist sect leader to kill Xu Baichuan, and he was the first to cause trouble, but there is a truth among people that has been passed down since ancient times, called helping relatives and not helping people.

After all, this world is reasonable with his fists, and his fists are bigger than Xu Baichuan, so he made up his mind to come in person.

He shook off the dust out of thin air and said calmly: "Dead people don't need to know too much, what is the use of solving doubts before death?"

"Useless. ”

The young sword cultivator standing in the alley smiled when he heard this answer, he knew that this Taoist priest really wanted to kill him, and he couldn't sit still, so he could only fight hard.

Su Changjing looked at Xu Baichuan, who had drawn his sword out of the sheath again, and was stunned, but quickly came to his senses, said sorry, and quickly stayed away from a corner.

The experience of the car in front of Su Mansion is still vivid, the flying knife that suddenly flew really scared him, and he also knew that he was a trouble, and staying here would only drag Xu Baichuan down, so he was very smart to dodge.

Xu Baichuan stood with his sword horizontally and looked at Qingzhu Daoist quietly.

Embattled.

He had a hunch that the Qingzhu Daoist might be the biggest opponent he had ever encountered since he practiced swords in his life.

You have to be cautious.

Reaching out to catch a piece of wind and snow, Qingzhu Daoist held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time.

There was no movement, but it was as if everything had already been done.

The next moment, all the wind and snow in the alley gathered above his head, condensing into a heavy canopy.

The wind and snow gathered above his head, and there was naturally no wind and snow in the rest of the place, not only that, but the invisible aura also formed a tornado above his head, and the wind and snow everywhere were constantly superimposed on the canopy.

Soon people walking around the alley noticed a strange scene, the rest of the place was snowing heavily, but there was no wind and snow in the alley, not even a person.

But for some reason, everyone who looked into the alley felt a heavy breath weigh on their hearts, and it was not relieved until they were far away.

I couldn't help but be amazed for a while.

The wind and snow are gathered by the people of Qingzhu Dao, and it is also done by him that people can't see it, after all, this is the capital of Qingyuan, and maybe there is a hidden master, so it is always right to know some tricks.

It's just a handy thing for him, but it's undoubtedly worse for Xu Baichuan.

No one found out, which means that there is no helper to come, he has to face this Taoist with a high realm alone, although he has never been afraid, but as long as he looks at the wind and snow gathered in the sky, he is always a little lost.

Xu Baichuan looked at the Taoist with a calm face, and the Taoist also looked at him.

The look is ancient.

Soon after, the wind and snow gathered overhead suddenly dispersed, turning into countless flying leaves and drifting towards Xu Baichuan.

The person has not moved, and the move has been made first.

It's still a killer move.

These flying leaves look very familiar, good as bamboo leaves, but bamboo leaves are bamboo, and these are wind and snow.

Xu Baichuan took a deep breath, and a touch of sword light appeared.

His sword was by no means weak, and it was still not as good as Qingzhu.

Even though he slashed out dozens of swords in an instant, he could only barely keep himself safe, barely surviving under the bamboo leaves in the sky.

After all, he is only in the sword qi realm, even if the sword qi has been suppressed in his body, he is still weak.

After the wind and snow, Qingzhu Daoist looked at Xu Baichuan, who was dressed in tattered clothes, and was slightly surprised, he could use the first realm cultivation to survive under his move, yes, but not much.

Xu Baichuan is the second.

He let the first one go, but the second one had to die here.

The mind moved slightly, and the rolling breath waved out from the sleeve robe, rolling up the wind and snow that had not yet dissipated, and regrouping together.

Transform into a dragon.

With four feet and short horns, it is a dragon!

Qingzhu Daoist suddenly pointed out, and at the same time, Jiaolong also roared angrily, and rushed towards Xu Baichuan with a sky-high cold air.

Xu Baichuan held the autumn wind tightly, and slashed at the dragon's head with a sword, although there was a gap, but it healed in a blink of an eye, the dragon roared again, and the dragon's head bit his arm directly.

Xu Baichuan frowned, pulled back, and then slashed his sword upward, but it still didn't have much effect.

However, after this sword, Jiaolong seemed to be really provoked, and a blue blue light appeared on his body, and an extremely cold air gathered in Jiaolong's mouth.

Xu Baichuan looked at Jiaolong's mouth, and kept thinking about how to solve it, but no matter how he deduced it, the result was always irresistible.

Seeing that the cold air in Jiaolong's mouth was getting heavier and heavier, Xu Baichuan suddenly remembered something.

There was something else about him.

Fiercely pulled the splendid bag from his waist, and without looking at it, he directly grabbed a handful and poured breath into it, and threw it straight at Jiaolong.

For a while, all kinds of lights in the alley were blazing, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Even outside the alley, you can faintly hear a few points.

I just heard that the man thought it was a delusion, shook his head, patted his ass and left.

Xu Baichuan looked at the dragon that was blown apart, grinned reluctantly, and then cut off the dragon head with a sword.

The Qingzhu Daoist who was standing on the side took in all this, his eyes were a little amazed, he thought for a while, and said, "I heard that those sword cultivators only hold a sword from beginning to end, and they don't use any magic weapons other than swords, you seem to be an anomaly." ”

Xu Baichuan shook his head, "The use of magic weapons depends on the mind, not about the sword." ”

Qingzhu Daoren nodded and said yes.

As soon as the words fell, the dust in his hand was suddenly thrown away, and a brilliant white light appeared.

is completely different from the previous moves, this one, he is serious, and he really wants Xu Baichuan to die.

looked at Xu Baichuan again, and said calmly: "How do you resist this spell?"

Looking at the white light, which was far worse than before, Xu Baichuan's face was not surprised, but became more and more solemn, and the moment he saw the white light again, he had a premonition that he would die, and if he was swept by the white light, he would really die.

And he didn't want to die.

It's just that this matter is not up to him, but to others.

The wind and snow fell again in the alley, and it fell on him, a little desolate and cold.

Taking a deep breath, a sword aura was born in the alley again, although it was a little insignificant compared to the white light.

Then the next moment, the two rays of light collided.

Xu Baichuan didn't hold out for long, and soon flew out upside down like a kite, and didn't stop until it smashed on the wall of the alley.

Spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and touch the chest that had been torn open by a large gap.

Xu Baichuan was very surprised, but when he saw the wooden plaque with a faint brilliance on his body, he already knew it, if he remembered correctly, this was the second time that the old Taoist priest saved him.

Just as he was in a trance, the wooden sign made a tooth-aching sound, and then it turned into sawdust and drifted with the wind and snow.

He looked at the sawdust and muttered a few words, then stood up again, picked up the intact Autumn Wind Sword, and looked at the Qingzhu Daoren.

There is still some sword qi in his heart, and his sword is not broken, so he can fight, and it will not stop unless he dies.

Kendo, unstoppable!

Walking slowly in the alley, his blood was sprinkled on the ground from time to time, and he didn't stop until he came to the vicinity of Qingzhu Daoren.

Then he used the brush and wrote down his name.

Soon after, the brush also dissipated into dust.

The breath in his heart lake gradually overflowed again, and although the blood was still dripping, it was fine.

Qingzhu Dao people did not take advantage of the danger, but seriously watched Xu Baichuan's step-by-step movements, revealing great curiosity.

The few magic weapons that Xu Baichuan took out just now, even he couldn't help but be tempted, and as far as he knew, Xu Baichuan was just an ordinary country boy, who had practiced swords for less than half a year, and he had so many magic weapons, and the way of the sword could also come to such a point, it was not ordinary to think about it.

At this time, he seemed to be able to understand why the Dao Sect mainly asked him to kill this sword cultivator, if he was allowed to grow up, he was afraid that it would be a great sword cultivator who stirred up the storm.

It's always right to strangle early.

Shaking off the dust, Qingzhu Daoren said calmly: "I thought you would die soon, but I didn't expect that after holding out for so long, the killing power is secondary, your mind is quite unusual, much better than those so-called genius Mingxiu." ”

Xu Baichuan wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, smiled reluctantly, and responded: "It's nothing ordinary, what about genius, you don't want to kill me?"

This sentence was said a lot, and the Qingzhu Taoist couldn't help but be startled, and laughed softly: "This is true, you can't survive this Chinese New Year's Eve after all." ”

Xu Baichuan held down his sword, looked at the Taoist priest standing in front of him, and asked a question.

"How's your state?"

Qingzhu Daoist thought for a while and said calmly: "In the Cave Void Realm, there are already more than ten people who have not taken another step. ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, revealing a bit of bitterness, it turned out to be a Cave Void Realm monk, no wonder he fought so hard.

But it doesn't hurt, another sword is it!

Don't be afraid.