I have a treasure sword, hidden deep in the depths. Today, the white dragon was born, the knife is a hundred zhang dry Qingxiao, come and come, please try this knife one by one, exorcise demons and kill demons and ghosts, come and come, please try this knife one by one, open the sky and break the earth from free.

The white-haired swordsman crossed the river with a white dragon, killing the green dragon to hide everywhere, the delicate and exquisite short knife returned to the sheath, and returned to the sheath, and the trajectory of the short knife every time it came out of the sheath was slightly different from before.

The white dragon entangled the green dragon, Li Qingyan lifted the hilt of the sword upside down, picked up the sword and came out, another cyan sword light flashed, and the white-haired swordsman also held the short knife upside down, a hand knife, and the short knife was slapped out of the scabbard, and the white knife body was wrapped in a gang qi and rushed out, like a cross-river white practice.

Li Qingyan's Qinglong crossed the sea after all, but it was not the right time, and he fell behind, and the white dragon and Qinglong fought several times, and the green dragon gradually lost its sharpness.

The short knife was returned to the sheath, Li Qingyan staggered and fell to the ground, his throat was sweet, he spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The Qinglong Gang was dumbfounded, and after relieving himself, he hurriedly sent the gang leader Li Qingyan to the medical center, and the white-haired knife man smiled slightly, turned around in a dashing manner, and left everyone with a back.

The people who came to see the excitement dispersed one after another, only Ye Linfeng looked at the white-haired swordsman who had walked a few hundred steps from a distance, he thought that this person was worth making a friend, maybe finding a few more like-minded perverted friends would be able to turn the cultivation world upside down.

"The back, why always follow me. The white-haired swordsman had long been aware that there was a person following behind him, and he couldn't tell whether he was friend or foe, and this person had been following him for a long time.

"I want to make friends with you. Ye Linfeng was also very refreshing, and said straightforwardly.

"Oh, make friends? I've never had friends. The white-haired swordsman said coldly.

"If you can't win against me, we'll be friends, how about it?" Ye Linfeng grinned.

"Boy, seeing that you are sixteen or seventeen years old, I don't care about you, you can go. The white-haired knife man said.

"Then you're going to win me. "Ye Linfeng has already made a move, in the face of a tricky person like a white-haired swordsman, it is the best policy to strike first, and it is also the best policy to run if you can't beat it.

Ye Linfeng did not cross the sea with the green dragon, nor did he cross the river with the white dragon, and used a floating sword shadow that stole from Qi Shanmu, and the hundred sword shadows floated without wind, and came with a strong qi.

"Ouch, interesting, it's still a wooden sword. The white-haired swordsman said, the knife was not unsheathed, he took off the short knife at his waist, and waved it at the floating Baidao sword shadow with the scabbard, and the Baidao sword shadow collapsed instantly.

Ye Linfeng has not yet reached the level of Qi Shanmu for this move, and the hundred sword shadows are flowers, and at this time, he was defeated by the white-haired swordsman and Ye Linfeng was not very surprised.

"That's all you can do?" The corners of the white-haired knifeman's mouth rose, his white hair was like snow, and his slender eyebrows and eyes looked a little colder.

Ye Linfeng pinched the trick with his left hand, and the wooden sword incense soul suddenly turned into a thousand sword shadows as thin as hairpins, and the rain fell from the sky.

"Flower frame, is it powerful for a hundred sword shadows to become a thousand sword shadows?" The white-haired swordsman's eyes were full of disdain, and with a wave of his hand, the qi from the short knife scabbard crashed into the hairpin flower sword rain that Ye Linfeng used, without any suspense, and the hairpin flower sword rain was dispersed by the oncoming gang qi.

After the wooden sword incense soul was hit by this blow, he stumbled back into Ye Linfeng's hands.

"Big brother, little brother, I am not good at learning, and I haven't even mastered the unique skills taught by my own master, so I'm ashamed. Ye Linfeng said with a smile.

"No more nonsense, if you don't have that ability, don't follow me. The white-haired swordsman was a little impatient, and yawned and said.

Ye Linfeng narrowed a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and the wooden sword incense soul flew out again with a swish, not taking a straight line, bypassing an arc, and turning towards the north of the white-haired swordsman.

The left hand and the index finger of the right hand pulled back at the same time, and at the same time, Ye Linfeng smiled and said, "Still not out of the knife?" The wooden sword incense soul seemed to be pulled by a thin thread invisible to the naked eye, like a thread, pulling forward.

The white-haired swordsman was not panicked, a flash flew a foot in front of Ye Linfeng, and said with a cruel smile: "Let me take out the knife?" ”

Ye Linfeng was not surprised that the white-haired swordsman came to him, as if he was expecting it, just when the white-haired swordsman was smiling, Ye Linfeng's eyes were unusually calm, and he calmly handed out a sword, this sword was not the wooden sword, but the eighteen swords that had been hidden in his sleeve.

The white-haired swordsman was not flustered by this, but he had to avoid this sword, he felt that the cold aura of this short sword was too heavy, and he wanted to flash back quickly, but he didn't expect Ye Linfeng to blurt out: "Do you want to retreat?" Then I'll send you." ”

The sword handed out by Ye Linfeng coupled with the flashing of the white-haired swordsman, the white-haired swordsman was bounced away in an instant, crashing into a stout willow tree, and the hundred-year-old willow tree was smashed by the waist.

"It turns out that you have been waiting for this moment, and those fancy displays are also deliberate. At this time, the white-haired knifeman said with a smile, touching the short knife in his hand that had not been unsheathed.

"It's not, it's just that I haven't practiced these sword moves for a long time, and I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll be rusty in the future. Ye Linfeng said with a smile.

"What's the name of the sword you handed out just now?" the white-haired swordsman pressed the hilt of his sword, as if about to draw a knife.

"Two hundred sword qi bullets. Ye Linfeng was also thinking about countermeasures at this time, if the white-haired swordsman on the opposite side slashed out the white dragon and crossed the river with one sword, then how should he deal with it.

"It's a good move to shoot two hundred, and the time and strength are just right. The white-haired knife man felt more and more interesting, and the delicate short knife should be about to be unsheathed.

"Since I haven't stabbed yet, I'm offended by my little brother. Ye Linfeng said, the eighteen swords returned to his sleeve, and the wooden sword incense soul returned to his hand, and then swung out two swords, which was to force the white-haired swordsman to make a knife.

There is a slight time interval between the swings of the two swords, not two swords in succession, the time interval between them is not a fraction, not a fraction, it must be exactly the same, otherwise this move Stacked Yan can not be called a Stacked Swallow, it should be called a Stacked Toad.

"Good sword. The white-haired knife man was finally forced to take out the knife, this time with a bullet pointing out the knife, the blade swept out, the handle forward, the tip of the knife was facing backwards, thrown into the air, a circle, the tip of the knife and the handle of the knife reversed positions, and a white qi was raised, like a white dragon was born, and it was necessary to stack the swallow on the move of the upper leaf Linfeng.

Swallow finch vs. white dragon, can this fight still be fought?

In the first duel, the white dragon won completely, and Ye Linfeng's move Dieyan was killed by the white dragon in one move.

Ye Linfeng was not surprised, his expression was calm, he lifted the wooden sword incense soul, from the back to the front, he picked it out violently, and a yellow gang qi rose from the ground, like a yellow dragon, although it was a few points weaker than Li Qingyan's green dragon crossing the sea and the white dragon crossing the river of the white-haired swordsman, but this yellow dragon gang qi had also begun to take shape.

"Tsk, you learn so fast, no wonder your tricks are so mixed, are they all stealing teachers?" said the white-haired swordsman, his left eyebrow raised upward, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc.

"Oh, I'm ashamed, you found out. Ye Linfeng learned from his second senior brother Ji Seventeen at this time, and he played a delicate tone.

"Don't give me disgust here, see if your yellow dragon is powerful or my white dragon is powerful. The white-haired swordsman smirked.

Huang Longgang's qi rose from the ground, Ye Linfeng's sword move was the same as Li Qingyan's move Qinglong crossing the sea, but the strength was very different, Li Qingyan's sword was for the sword qi to go straight to the white-haired swordsman, so the sword qi rushed straight forward, and the strength was not too big or small, and the emphasis was on a subtlety.

And Ye Linfeng's pick is much stronger than Li Qingyan's pick, I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.

The white-haired swordsman only realized at this time that he had indeed underestimated this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy before, he thought that this young man was the same as him who defeated several masters in Wumei Town, but he didn't expect that Ye Linfeng was good at imitating and thinking, which was not inferior to him.

The yellow dragon provoked by Ye Linfeng soared into the air, sucking the oncoming white gang qi into the air, Ye Linfeng's move was used for the first time, and the power was naturally not as powerful as the white-haired swordsman's white dragon crossing the river, but this yellow dragon sucked water, and it still changed the trajectory of the white-haired swordsman's move The white dragon crossed the river.

"You have a white dragon to cross the river, and I have a yellow dragon to draw water, how about it?"