The sword qi emitted by the white-haired Sword Emperor was that Shi Forget didn't dare to pick it up with his palm, Shi Forget roared and flew out, the old giant soil egg was not idle, and his hands were also shot out of a domineering palm wind, the white-haired Sword Emperor's sword was fierce, Shi Forget flew out and grabbed the blade of the white-haired Sword Emperor with both hands, and the red blood slowly flowed into the dark red blood-colored long sword of the white-haired Sword Emperor.

Suddenly, the dark red long sword in the hands of the white-haired Sword Emperor actually let out a violent whistling sound, Shi Wang's palms slapped out, and the long sword made a whimpering sound as if it were spiritual, but the white-haired Sword Emperor's face changed at this time, the dark red sword has spirituality, and the bloodthirsty recognizes the master, if it weren't for the white-haired Sword Emperor's big hand grasping the hilt of the sword, I'm afraid that the dark red sword will fly into Shi Wang's hand at this moment.

Shi Wang's heart was shocked, the characteristics of the dark red long sword even the white-haired Sword Emperor, the owner of the sword, he didn't know, the white-haired Sword Emperor was all over the world, and the sword was only stained with the blood of the dead, how could the white-haired Sword Emperor have ever encountered such a-for-tat opponent? At this moment, the long sword recognized the master, and the dark red long sword actually buzzed into Shi Wang's hand.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed, the divine sword was in Shi Wang's hands, the white-haired sword emperor no longer dared to support one enemy and two, he took a few steps back, Shi Wang held the dark red long sword that he had used all his life in his hand, Shi Wei looked down, the long sword was engraved with two small characters in red seal, the name of the sword: "Killing God" Such a domineering sword name is indeed worthy of such a dark red long sword.

Shi Forget glanced at the small words on the long sword, and casually threw the dark red long sword into Xiao Huai's hand, put the sword away, the beggar ancestor Shi forgot to be arrogant, disdainful of relying on the advantage of the divine soldier to win the white-haired Sword Emperor, this move is to prepare to compete with the white-haired Martial Emperor with fists and feet, this Xiao Huai is still very relieved, after all, the beggar ancestor Shi forgot to protect the double dragon, and all kinds of beggar gang tricks are familiar with the heart.

If it is only about fist and foot kung fu, the beggar ancestor Shi Forget may not be inferior to the white-haired Martial Emperor, Shi Forget and the white-haired Martial Emperor looked at each other, the air in the battlefield suddenly became cold, both of them are masters of the immortal level, even in the immortal level, they are also top masters, just with the momentum of the two of them, this murderous aura makes a giant unable to open his eyes,

The sand is raised, this is the sand and dust that Shi Forget stepped on the ground hard, Shi Forget moved, Shi Forget's left hand descended the dragon palm, the right hand played the dragon palm, the double dragon body, Shi Forget left and right bowed, but the white-haired martial emperor is not ordinary, Luoyang hand and Chang'an palm shot together, these two palms are incomparable, just like two iron walls, no matter how strong Shi Wang's double dragon palm is, it can't shake these two iron walls.

The white-haired martial emperor's palm is vigorous, the moves are round, and the palms are really like two quaint city walls, just like the eternal towers, let Shi Wang's palms be as fast as lightning, the palm wind is fierce, the two masters are inseparable, the two immortal masters have made moves, and the place where they pass is like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, whether it is a giant tree, or flowers and plants, all of them are uprooted by the strong wind.

The old giant egg can't be seen, for fear that Shi Forget will make a mistake, the old giant sprang out in a few steps, his big hand is like the wind, and he doesn't need to descend the dragon eighteen palms, Taizu's long fist tiger and tiger are windy, and the huge fist thunders out, and the big fist smashes at the head of the white-haired Martial Emperor, the white-haired Martial Emperor is known as the Sword Emperor, but his kung fu is also extraordinary, and the Chenghun palm print is the head of the family.

Chenghun palm print is a collection of major cities of the convergence, now the white-haired martial arts emperor makes Luoyang hand and Chang'an palm, these two martial arts are the strong moves in the city Hun palm print, Luoyang, the ancient capital of the past dynasties, Chang'an is also the ancient capital of several dynasties, both cities are ancient cities with a long history, and these two cities are strong and simple, and the shot is like a golden stone.

The white-haired martial emperor's barrier does not fall, the beggar ancestor Shi forgets the double dragon body, the giant ancestor can pull out the mountain, the three of them are mixed together, and suddenly the sky is dark, the fist strength and palm wind are staggered left and right, and the finger marks and claw shadows cover the sky, and after the lily, the white-haired martial emperor gradually loses his support, Shi Forget and the old giant frequently make moves, descending the dragon palm, swimming dragon palm, Taizu long fist, the three martial arts bombardment one after another, even the martial emperor can not resist.

The white-haired Martial Emperor turned back, "The immortal master is actually two against one, hehe, I have also seen your group of martial arts decency." The white-haired Emperor looked very disdainful, but Shi Forget was very disdainful, "You accuse people of being a couple, and you may not be above board." Xiao Huai knew that Shi Forget was scolding the top masters who were secretly manipulating the white-haired Sword Emperor and others.

The white-haired Sword Emperor's voice became extremely crisp at this moment, "Controlling people as a couple is an evil demon's outer way?" "Refining the white-haired Sword Emperor into a puppet master is also ruthless, and he doesn't treat people as human beings at all.

"If all the martial artists in the world are like you, it is better to abolish all martial arts and be a farmer. Shi Forget is very angry, it can be said that he is angry and rushes to the crown, this sentence is also sonorous and powerful, and it is loud, this remark is to shock Xiao Huai's whole body, this has nothing to do with cultivation, it is the righteousness of the beggar ancestor Shi Wang, don't say that it is Xiao Huai, he is a master of immortality, and his momentum is also a little weaker.

But the white-haired Sword Emperor smiled, "What a righteous person called Hanako, you have such a broad mind?" At this moment, it was not the white-haired Sword Emperor who was speaking, but the words of the mysterious force leader who controlled the white-haired Sword Emperor, "You and remember, I will definitely come back in the future, and when the time comes, it will not only be a white-haired Martial Emperor, I will definitely bring someone to pacify you." ”

Shi Forget snorted coldly, "You remember, as many as you come, I will take as many as Shi Forget, if you don't run today, I will overtake this white-haired fellow Daoist." "Although the beggar ancestor Shi forgot to say so, but in fact, if there are two strong men like the white-haired Sword Emperor, he will also die, let alone die, even if he is a village, he will all die.

At this time, the white-haired Sword Emperor's eyes looked at Xiao Huai again, "Boy, you broke me a martial puppet, I have written down this hatred, but according to your talent, I will definitely refine you into my strongest martial puppet in the future, and use your hands to kill your non-apostasy people, people from the Vulture Palace, and people from Tibetan Tantra. ”

At this time, Xiao Huai was stunned, "Bai Mao, I don't care who controls you now, anyway, you listen to the person behind the scenes, Lao Tzu is sitting up straight, I, Xiao Huai, will one day uproot your entire organization, and finally, I want you to also taste the taste of being refined into a martial puppet." Xiao Huai's only momentum has never changed, and he dares to talk and laugh freely against any master.

Okay, good, the white-haired man said hello three times in a row, and then the white-haired man's eyes changed from contempt to admiration, it is normal for Xiao Huai to be so arrogant at this age, but there is such arrogance in front of the immortal master, and he can't help but pay attention to it, the white-haired man has a bright eye at this time, and nodded secretly, this son is definitely not a thing in the pool. This is the remnants of the essence of the white-haired Martial Emperor.

Even the white-haired Martial Emperor and other heroes of a few eras ago should also admire Xiao Huai, because the mysterious force did not dare to fight against it even if it was his own strength back then, and now it is really ashamed for a hairy boy of such age to say such words that do not know the height of the sky, but Xiao Huai is not ignorant of the height of the sky, but the confidence of not being afraid of everything, and the confidence that he believes that he can sweep everything.

At this moment, not only the white-haired Martial Emperor, but even the strong man behind the scenes, even Shi Wang, secretly gave Xiao Huai a thumbs up, a fearless generation of Tianjiao, the white-haired man slowly withdrew from the valley, and he didn't say a word, Shi Forget and Xiao Huai looked at each other, obviously they couldn't believe that the plot was so subversive, the white-haired man turned around and left, not only did he not suffer, but he also earned a divine sword.

The beggar ancestor Shi forgot to look at the divine sword and smiled, "Forget it, I don't use a sword either, give it to you." "The beggar ancestor Shi forgot to put the sword in Xiao Huai's hand, obviously he didn't like these objects, but he just took the cut of the cooked copper stick and looked back and forth, how many years Shi forgot had lived in seclusion, how many years had this cooked copper stick accompanied Shi Wang, this stick was not a weapon, but an old brother, an old brother who had accompanied Shi Wei for many years.

Unexpectedly, today, this old brother actually died under the dark red long sword of the white-haired Sword Emperor, and the old beggar Zu Shi's eyes were red, and tears flowed down.