In the underground hall of Tianji Pavilion, everything seemed to be frozen at this moment, as if it had become a silent picture, and the old and young who were facing each other had also become characters in the painting.

In the blank space of the "picture scroll", that is, where ordinary people can't see the clues, countless sword qi are intertwined, turning into a chessboard, and countless sword qi falling, as if black and white are playing against each other.

The two sword immortals who confronted each other were the ones who played against the fallen son.

It is said that they are silent when watching chess, but there has never been a saying that they are silent when they play chess, so the two of them are still talking constantly at this time.

It's not that they hate each other and talk a lot, but that the two have a mood battle between words.

Xiao Shen stood on the round platform, and at his feet was the "resettlement place" of the national seal, wiping the sword blade of Qingshuang with one hand, "Xu Lin, Shangguan Xianchen, Gongsun Zhongmou, and you, the four generations of Sword Sect Sect masters, are actually all kinds of people, saying that the world is nothing but a sword thing, but in fact, it is not comfortable in a lifetime. ”

"People like you, I have always disliked, and even hated them, but fortunately, God doesn't want to see you, so the three generations of Sword Sect Sect Masters before you, Xu Lin died under the sword of Shangguan Xianchen, Shangguan Xianchen died of exhaustion, and he died under his own sword, Gongsun Zhongmou was slightly better, neither died in the hands of his own people, nor died in his own hands, he died in the hands of the Daomen, a thousand-year-old enemy, and he died as a well-deserved death, as for you, how do you plan to die?"

Xu Beiyou looked at this Sword Sect ancestor and said calmly: "Die for the Sword Sect, or die for this world, but you will never die here, let alone die in your hands." ”

The smile on Xiao Shen's face was even stronger, "You won't die here, you won't die in the hands of the old man?" ”

Xu Beiyou said: "Being old and not dying is a thief, you Xiao Shen is obsessed with living four Jiazi, you are almost the oldest person in the world, God wants to accept it, and you should also accept it." ”

Xiao Shen laughed loudly, "If God wants to accept me, he has already accepted me decades ago, so why wait until today? If the heavens allow me, I will be able to live, and I will live forever, but if the heavens will not allow you, even if you are a newborn baby, you will die in infancy. ”

"Not really. Xu Beiyou's expression was indifferent, "Daozu has a saying, the avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and there is a line in everything, and this line is vitality." ”

Xiao Shen's laughter gradually faded, "Even if there is a glimmer of life, can you catch it?"

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "If you can catch it or not, you have to reach out and grab it to know." Just like victory and defeat, you have to fight to know. ”

Xiao Shen smiled and said: "Since this is the case, then don't play these vain sword intent battles, and use the three-foot Qingfeng in your hand to divide the winner or lose?" After all, the people in our Sword Sect are not like the people in the Dao Sect, and they are not good at talking about those big truths. ”

Xu Beiyou tugged at the corners of his mouth, "That's right, it's just that there is no such thing as 'we are in the Sword Sect', only I am the one in the Sword Sect, as for you, ......"

He said word by word: "Unworthy." ”

A gloomy look appeared in Xiao Shen's eyes, and he said slowly, "Do you know how the Sword Sect's sword qi was destroyed back then?"

Xu Beiyou said-for-tat: "The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, don't forget the sentence, the back wave of the generation pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach." ”

Without warning, Xiao Shen drew a large circle in front of him with the green frost in his hand.

An identical circle also appeared under Xu Beiyou's feet, as if painting the ground as a prison.

Xiao Shen sneered: "The old man has lived for many years, he has fought with many people, and he has won and lost, but except for Xiao Bai, he has never been forced into a desperate situation, even if he is defeated, he will not die, but those opponents who are better than the old man, including Xiao Bai, have died one after another over the years, and they have died completely." ”

Xu Beiyou changed to holding Zhu Xian with one hand, "I'm definitely not as old as you, and I definitely don't have as many fights with people as you, but ...... I've never been defeated. ”

Xu Beiyou's words are not boasting, in all fairness, in the past few years, along the way, from the earliest Zhang Yan, to the later Chi Bing, and then to Bingchen, Xu Beiyou has gone all the way, and he has never been defeated in a real battle to the death.

Of course, the number of deaths is very small.

As soon as the words fell, the purple and cyan sword qi on the body of the Zhuxian Sword was flourishing, spreading all the way along the sword body to the palm of his hand, and then extending to the arm, making his entire right arm completely shrouded in purple and blue, like two long dragons swimming around his right arm, shining.

Xiao Shen's pupils, who were holding the green frost, shrank.

Xu Beiyou was able to control the sword qi of Zhu Xian without being hurt in the slightest?

He and Zhu Xian are so heart-to-heart?

At this moment, Xiao Shen no longer had the slightest carelessness against the enemy, facing Xu Beiyou, who was holding Zhu Xian, with a solemn face, and a head full of white hair without wind.

Legend has it that there are wolves on the grassland, and every change of wolf is extremely bloody.

At this time, Xiao Shen looked at Xu Beiyou like an old head wolf looking at a young challenger, with both anger and contempt, but under it was fear.

Frightened.

The old-fashioned deep winter is no match for the high-spirited new spring.

Therefore they are afraid.

As Xiao Shen himself said, he has never been in a desperate situation, which means that he has never fought to the death, and naturally there is no sword path that the Sword Sect regards death as home.

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It is true that the people who really uphold the sword path of the Sword Sect, such as Shangguan Xianchen and Gongsun Zhongmou, are all dead, but they are the backbone of the Sword Sect, so Xu Bei lobbied Xiao Shen not to be worthy of being a member of the Sword Sect, not just because of Xiao Shen's betrayal back then.

The reason why sword cultivation can cross the border and fight, to a large extent, is due to this kind of indomitable and unrepentant sword way, fighting with people, every time he can exert twelve percent of his strength, Xiao Shen lost it, let alone twelve percent, it is already a fluke to be able to exert ten percent of his strength.

Xu Beiyou exhaled and inhaled heavily, and vaguely saw that the purple and green qi of the Dao Dao continued to enter and exit from his seven orifices, wandering on his face, showing a treacherous scene of half blue and half purple.

The next moment, Xu Beiyou handed out a sword forward, this sword cut off Xiao Shen's painting as a prison, and then Xu Beiyou moved forward, his feet left the ground, his clothes were fluttering, and he simply remembered that the sword had been tattooed with green dust.

Qingchen raised the Qingshuang in his hand and crossed the sword in front of him.

One horizontal and one vertical.

At the intersection of the two, countless sword qi burst out wildly, falling on the ground, on the wall, and above their heads, sparks of lightning splashed everywhere, reflecting the faces of the two people in a flickering light.

Fortunately, this place is the core of the cardinal of the Great Array, and it is one with the Great Array of the Imperial City, and it is indestructible.

Xiao Shen sneered: "That's all you can do?"

Xu Beiyou silently chanted, "The Sword Sect has a sword immortal, specializing in unfair affairs, and the Sword Sect has an immortal sword, specializing in unfair people." ”

On the sword body of Zhu Xian, a touch of red blood suddenly bloomed again.