"Where did you find out?"

The old man of Tianji stood up as soon as his body jumped to the ground, and this station only made Liu Baiyi feel that a mountain suddenly appeared in front of him, majestic and unshakable, and its momentum was majestic, and even the air was distorted.

His eyes were as bright as a lion's eyes.

"The road ahead is not endless, the road ahead is not endless, and there is immortality...... Immortal ......"

Liu Baiyi didn't feel anything, just lowered his head and kept talking to himself, like dementia.

He muttered to himself for a moment and suddenly raised his head, staring at the old man Tianji with burning eyes in his eyes.

"Where did you know that, what do you know?"

Liu Baiyi's voice was fast and eager.

"Liao Liao in this world, only a few people know, and I only know about it since Shen Lang and his party went to sea. ”

Seeing this, the old man of Tianji immediately shook his head, and then his body fell down again, turning into an ordinary old man with white hair.

"Out to sea?"

Liu Baiyi was suddenly thoughtful when he heard this.

"Looking at your swordsmanship, I'm afraid that in five years you will be the best in the world. ”

The old man of Tianji was silent for a long time, looked at Liu Baiyi again, and said slowly.

But Liu Baiyi shook his head when he heard this, he knew what the old man of Tianji meant, this martial arts has many firsts.

"In kendo, I'm not the first. ”

His tone returned to calmness, as it had always been from beginning to end.

"Hehe, old man, I still have this bit of eyesight, you have double sword skills, and the swordsmanship is even more fast and accurate, and it is already the extreme realm of the sword, the world is ignorant, and always follow the swordsmanship, but I don't know that the strongest is also the simplest, simplify the complex, the sword is deadly, you have seen farther than others at the beginning!"

The old man of Tianji disagreed.

"It's a pity that I'm still a sword in the world. ”

Liu Baiyi sighed.

The old man of Tianji shrank his eyes, and the hand holding the chopsticks suddenly trembled, and he seemed to think of something.

"Do you know the Green Water Lake of Cuiyun Peak?"

Liu Baiyi's eyes looked at the light, as if talking to himself, a little distracted.

"Excalibur Villa?"

A voice of surprise and confusion came from the mouth of the old man of Tianji.

"There have been a few powerful swordsmen, but it's a pity that I haven't been involved in martial arts for a long time, and I heard that the third young master in his village is very smart, and it seems that he is now more than ten years old. ”

Liu Baiyi's eyes moved slightly when he heard the last sentence.

"How smart I am, I seem to see a swordsman who does not belong to the world, a star that competes with the sun and the moon. ”

He muttered to himself.

"There is another sword that does not belong to the earth, and that is the sword that represents destruction and death. ”

Liu Baiyi said, and then stroked the autumn water cold in his hand.

"It's fascinating. ”

His palm lightly slashed the blade, and suddenly a wisp of blood flowed through the sword body, bright red, and then slowly seeped in, as if the sword was drinking blood, and it seemed that the blood was originally flowing from the sword, with a strange demonic nature.

The old man Tianji's eyes changed a little, but it was not because of the sword, but because he saw that there seemed to be many wounds like this on Liu Baiyi's hands.

"You raise a sword with your own blood?"

He hissed, as if this was inappropriate.

"yes. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at his hand, the blood and internal force in it were slowly changing, becoming cold, one person and one sword were like feeding each other, I saw him reply, and then the internal force of his left hand surged, and suddenly there was a shallow layer of frost on the table.

But he didn't feel any discomfort himself.

"The road ahead is unknown, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. ”

Liu Baiyi said that his hand had been withdrawn, and then stood up and walked out of the inn.

He didn't shout Tie Chuanjia, his figure flashed and headed towards the Shaolin Temple, leaving only the old man of Tianji sitting in front of the lamp.

"Alas, I keep talking about how others are, but I don't look at how many people of your age in this world have reached this state. ”

"Feeding the sword with blood, the way to enter the demon...... And the sword that does not belong to the world. ”

The old man of Tianji muttered to himself, sighed and slowly stood up.

"Xiaohong, it's time to go. ”

His tone was very soft, but the next moment these words fell, the pigtailed girl walked in, and then walked with the old man into the snow curtain of the night.

"Grandpa, what are you talking to him about?"

The girl was curious.

"Nothing. ”

The old man seemed unwilling to reveal.

The two gradually disappeared into the street.

......

Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, the Shaolin monks have all rested, but there is one place that is still brightly lit, it is a side room, and two figures are sitting against the window and playing.

A middle-aged man dressed as a sallow face scholar is gently knocking on chess pieces, and pieces of snow fall like lights with the sound of his chess pieces, and then fall in the boundless snow, and he is playing against Shaolin Abbot Xinhu.

In the middle of the night, guests do not arrive, and the chess pieces are knocked on the lanterns.

How leisurely and chic this realm is, but now, the heavens and the earth seem to be full of slaughter, and everyone's face is heavier than the sky.

Shaolin's several great protector monks, heart candles, heart lamps, and heart lessons are also here.

"Now that the benefactor has arrived, show up. ”

As soon as Liu Baiyi's footsteps stopped, he listened to the abbot Xinhu in the house slowly put down the chess pieces in his hand, as if he had been prepared.

"You're the swordsman who has recently become famous in the rivers and lakes?"

The sallow-faced scholar slowly turned his head, but what he asked was the upside-down sword in Liu Baiyi's hand, and his eyes flashed a little.

"Bai Xiaosheng?"

Liu Baiyi walked out slowly, and he looked around at everyone with an indifferent expression.

I saw that Bai Xiaosheng didn't answer him, and dragged a person out of the ground, it was Ah Fei, who was lying on the ground at the moment, and seemed to be seriously injured.

"One life, but two can be exchanged, this deal is really cost-effective. ”

Bai Xiaosheng stood with his hands in his hands, his face was full of pride, and his tone was leisurely, only to see that he had grabbed Ah Fei's hair and suddenly lifted his head.

Liu Baiyi saw that Ah Fei's eyes were very calm, and he didn't even make a sound, as if telling him that he was not afraid of death.

"The donor should be restrained. ”

Heartlake spoke slowly.

"Shaolin monk, if it weren't for my sword's mercy, I'm afraid Xinmei would have died under my sword. ”

Liu Baiyi's eyes were a little cold, and his body was slowly approaching the wing.

"Hmph, you are ruthless under the sword, and Master Heartlake's move is also to avoid bloodshed and killing. ”

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, he spoke in time, and suddenly Xinhu's originally slightly hesitant expression became silent.

"It's a pity. ”

Liu Baiyi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he sighed.

"It's too late for you to regret it now. ”

Bai Xiaosheng had a look of victory.

"It's just a pity that you let me walk five steps away, but it's a pity that this ancient temple pure land is about to be stained with blood. ”

As soon as Liu Baiyi's footsteps stopped, as soon as he spoke, the people had already shot out, the people were fast, and the sword was faster.

"Whew!"

The monks were anxious to stop it, but found that their body movements could not keep up with their sight.

"Deceitful, should be killed. ”

Liu Baiyi's eyes were extremely cold, and the sword gave rise to layers of phantoms under the lamplight, like the last splendor of the sunset, fleeting.

"The sun is falling. ”

Cold words, like bloody sword moves.

I saw Bai Xiaosheng's eyes look shocked, as if he didn't expect Liu Baiyi's sword to be so fast, just as he wanted to raise his hand, he only felt a cold neck, and then his eyes reversed and saw a familiar headless body, which was actually himself.

And the senior monks saw that Liu Baiyi's sword light had disappeared in a flash, and Bai Xiaosheng's head had been taken away.

A generation of strange people in the rivers and lakes, Bai Xiaosheng, died.