Ying Tian Fengyun first met 09

As the young man's body continued to swell, the sword qi that protected the body also began to erode around. Within a radius of one zhang, whether it was earth, stone or solid wood, they were all twisted into pieces by the devastating sword qi.

Looking at the growing air mass, Ao Cangfeng said gloomily:

"It's not good, it seems that he can't bear the sword qi in the sword pill, and he's about to explode......" Shaking the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly, the young man with the sword took half a step forward hesitantly, "Damn...... Why him...... If I ......"

The fox demon girl on the side looked at the boy she had always called a nerd with a worried face, for some reason, she didn't want this boy who didn't seem to be very annoying to die. After getting along for the past two days, she likes the feeling of bullying him very much, and in Tianji Pavilion, there is no such fun person who can accompany her crazy. Now seeing that this guy is about to explode and die, the little fox demon suddenly became a little reluctant. She hurriedly took out the Escape Talisman hidden in her body, and while rubbing it, she murmured in an anxious tone:

"Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu, where are you, the little fox is in trouble......"

Before she finished speaking, two long rainbows, one green and one white, broke through the air, and landed beside the girl without any fireworks. The arrogant wind and the fox demon girl on the side looked at the two who fell from the sky in astonishment. The one in the back was an old man about fifty years old, with gray hair but a ruddy complexion. Looking at the full demeanor and the tough figure like a pine and cypress, he must be a health master. The old man had his head tied in a bun, a series of pale cyan robes, and a sword behind his back, standing there quietly, giving people a sense of otherworldliness.

In front of the old Taoist priest was a grim man with white hair, white clothes, and white shoes, and his black eyes like a deep pool were staring at the rogue boy wrapped in sword qi. The man was domineering, and a desolate and old momentum overwhelmed the people around him. What's even more bizarre is that the white-haired man is actually suspended about three feet from the ground with his feet off the ground, standing there like a majestic mountain.

Ao Cangfeng recognized this person at a glance as the mysterious master on the third floor of Linjiang Tower, but before he could react, the fox demon girl on the side had already rushed over, grabbed the white-haired man's sleeve, and pretended to be aggrieved and begged:

"Uncle Wu, ...... The stinky boy inside is going to die, you save him. ”

The white-haired man was silent, and he floated straight towards the young man who was about to be blown up by the powerful sword qi. Ao Cangfeng was about to say a word to remind, but he was held down by the green shirt Taoist on the shoulder. A cool aura instantly swam through the young man's body, and all the air pockets that had been damaged in the fierce battle were repaired in an instant. The young man looked at the Taoist in surprise and was speechless in horror. With the experience of Ao Cangfeng, and the hand of the Qingyi Daoist alone, it proves that he is definitely a master above the Heavenly Phenomena Realm. The young man, who knew that the situation was no longer up to him, quietly stepped aside, watching the changes in the field intently.

On the other side, the white-haired man floated like a ghost to the young man wrapped in an air mass. Before he could make a move, two dragon-like sword qi shot towards the man. With a disdainful chuckle at the corner of his mouth, the white-haired man stretched out his right hand lightly, and with a casual grab, he sandwiched the sword qi that could open mountains and crack rocks between his two fingers. This strange scene once again frightened the arrogant wind on the side so much that his jaw almost didn't fall, the power of that sword qi had just been taught by him, but this white-haired man easily grabbed those two sword qi, so how high is this person's cultivation?

In his frightened gaze, the white-haired man withdrew his right hand, carefully examined the two sword qi struggling and writhing at the tips of his fingers with a plaything-like look, and then he said in a cold tone:

"It turns out that it's really something left by the old drunkard, I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, and I really miss it......"

With a flick of the man's right hand, he returned the two sword qi to the condensed qi mass of the sword qi, and then his face changed, and suddenly his figure flashed in front of Bai Xiaoyi's head. Immediately afterwards, under the surprised gaze of several people in the courtyard, the figure of the white-haired man suddenly blurred, and in an instant, three identical white-haired men appeared on the left and right sides of the floating boy and under his feet at the same time. They look the same, their demeanor is the same, and even their movements are exactly the same.

Under the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, the four white-haired men pinched the seal at the same time, and rows of strange pale gold runes appeared out of thin air around them. Those runes flew and lingered, tightly enveloping the four men and the sword qi. As the strange incantation chant in the man's mouth sounded, the speed of those runes suddenly became faster and faster. At the same time, the sword qi that was about to erupt around Bai Xiaoyi's body was actually suppressed. The white-haired man's expression changed abruptly, his dark eyes instantly turned pale, and two rays of light visible to the naked eye shone on the young man's restored body. At the same time, the man's right finger changed, forming a triangular fulcrum with his thumb, ten fingers, and little finger, and gently pressed it on the boy's forehead. And the other three doppelgangers also used the same movements and spells to begin to check every inch of the muscles and veins on the young man's body. After three or five breaths, the four white-haired men withdrew their hands at the same time, staring at the unconscious teenager as usual.

"I didn't expect that this thing's qualifications are so poor, no wonder it can't even absorb a sword pill with a three-hundred-year-old cultivation. But the good thing is that you have a good pair of eyes, and maybe they can come in handy in the future. ”

The man groaned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed a pendant made of bone that hung around the boy's neck. He pondered for a moment, and said in a flat tone:

"It turns out that you are also a descendant of the Wu Clan......

After a moment's thought, the man's right hand pointed at his eyebrows. After a while, a crystal clear bead of blood gradually emerged. The man looked at his drop of essence blood with some reluctance, and said helplessly:

"For the sake of you and me, it will be cheaper for you. ”

As he spoke, his fingers fell, forcing the bead of blood into the center of the boy's brow. Then the four white-haired men stretched out their right hands at the same time, and used the three-finger magic trick to force out the sword pill in the young man's body.

The beads wrapped in sword qi were quietly suspended in mid-air, and the white-haired man muttered to himself with some embarrassment:

"The old drunkard's sword qi is really interesting, but with this kid's qualifications alone, it is indeed a bit difficult to digest three hundred years of kendo cultivation......"

He looked around, and at a glance he stared at the arrogant wind. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the white-haired man sucked the young man with the negative sword who was still in a stunned state into the air with a claw of his left hand. With a flip of his left hand, the boy's body swirled up, and then hovered in mid-air with a frightened expression.

The four white-haired men took a step back and brought the two teenagers back to back in the center of the formation. And the sword pill that contained the three hundred years of Taibai Sword Immortal's skill hovered above the heads of the two of them. The white-haired man looked at the arrogant wind and said in a playful tone:

"Haven't you been looking for this sword pill, it just happens to be cheaper for you. ”

As he spoke, the four white-haired man's fingers flew, and the pale golden strange words swirled again. On top of the sword pill, the originally strong sword qi cultivation was forcibly split into two strands, and flowed towards the bodies of the two teenagers below. After a moment's effort, the originally crystal clear sword pill actually became much darker. After probing the changes in the bodies of the two teenagers in the array, the white-haired man dragged Ao Cangfeng out, and then flew him out like garbage. The boy with his meridians imprisoned tumbled and fell into a cloud of rubble, and then no one bothered him anymore.

On the other side, in the magic circle presided over by the white-haired man, Bai Xiaoyi's body was undergoing earth-shaking changes, and his originally weak and sluggish meridians were all opened by the white-haired man with a powerful true element. The originally thin body bones gradually became stronger. Seeing that the transformation was almost completed, the white-haired man let out a soft snort, and the three afterimages around him instantly merged with him.

The man stretched out his hand and gently pressed the sword pill that was about to dissipate above the young man's head, and a majestic and mysterious voice sounded in his mouth:

"Immortals, people, support, tops!"

As soon as a sentence came out, a handful of silver-white streamers flowed down from the top of Bai Xiaoyi's head, and in an instant, he swam away the young man's whole body. Immediately after, Bai Xiaoyi slowly opened his eyes and stared at the white-haired man in front of him who he had never met before.