As this voice came out, the ancient long sword flew into the air again, and countless energy sword shadows conjured out, and with the long sword as the core, it quickly condensed into a three-zhang long energy giant sword, shooting towards the white-haired old man.

The huge energy giant sword, exuding terrifying might, came to the white-haired old man in the blink of an eye in a sharp sound barrier.

The white-haired old man opened his empty eyes, and he swung the remnant sword in his hand again.

This time, there was no bright sword light, just a simple sword swing.

But as the white-haired old man's arm fell, the rusty long sword smashed the energy giant sword away like a bamboo, and slashed at the body of the ancient long sword.

"Ding......

A crisp trembling sound echoed under the night sky, accompanied by a muffled grunt of pain.

The sloppy Taoist wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, and after the second sword was blocked, he did not stop changing the sword technique in his hand again.

"The sword is twenty-three, and the human sword is one. ”

Soon, he used his third and last sword of the day.

At the next moment when the sword duel was completed, the figure of the sloppy Taoist suddenly turned into an afterimage, fusing with his own long sword.

Compared with the first two swords, the third sword of the sloppy Taoist man, the powerful special effects disappeared, and some were just unpretentious.

This sword, without emitting any aura, was like an ordinary long sword, stabbed out.

But even so, the white-haired old man slowly raised his left hand, and together with his right hand, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

Although the expression on his face remained the same, his movements reflected the importance he attached to this sword.

The white-haired old man held the sword in both hands in front of his chest, and when the ancient long sword stabbed him, he calmly slashed the remnant sword with both hands.

"Buzz ......"

A tremor, like the roar of heaven and earth, exploded in the world.

As the two ordinary swords collided together, they looked closely at the three musketeers here, only to feel the sound of heavenly thunder exploding in their minds, shaking them to hug their heads one after another, with a look of pain on their faces.

In the darkness of the surrounding night, there were several figures hiding among them, and they all frowned at the moment, holding back the discomfort coming from their heads.

Weng Ming's sound lasted for a short time, and when the Three Musketeers came to their senses, this time the collision had already come to an end.

The sloppy Taoist fell to the ground in despair, his entire right arm was gone, and the ancient sword was broken in two.

Obviously, he was defeated.

However, the white-haired old man did not look easy to take this sword.

His foot-long remnant sword was missing again, and the arms holding the remnant sword also had many narrow wounds, from which traces of dark red blood continued to spill out.

And around the two, the already destroyed and unsightly ground ushered in a double goal.

Sword marks several zhang long are criss-crossed and distributed on it.

"Tick...... Tick ......"

At this moment, the whole street was eerily silent, only the sound of blood dripping to the ground echoed in the air one by one.

The white-haired old man put down his sword-raising hand, he turned his head slowly and mechanically, glanced at the sloppy Taoist with dull eyes, and walked into the thick night with stiff steps.

Listening to the sound of footsteps ringing in his ears, the sloppy Taoist raised his head silently, revealing a face that was extremely white.

Looking at the back of the white-haired old man leaving, the sloppy Taoist picked up the broken long sword with his left arm, and his figure staggered and disappeared into the night.

This time, although he was defeated, he was not frustrated at all, because he found a new purpose.

After ten years of searching for the Remnant Sword True Person, all he was waiting for was this moment.

He has been obsessed with kendo all his life, not for the best in the world, but for the exploration of more advanced kendo.

Today, he finally saw a more advanced kendo, the sword of the remnant sword real person, the sword of Wuwei swordsmanship.

The third floor of Shanzhen Building, the east room.

Xu Ming witnessed the entire kendo duel, glanced at the direction of the white-haired old man's departure, and finally did not move.

Nowadays, there are many people, and as soon as he makes a move, he will inevitably attract the attention of many people, which is not what he wants.

Compared with killing the white-haired old man, Xu Ming wanted to be quieter.

Of course, if he meets a couple who has to make a move, then he will never be soft.

After glancing at the seemingly calm but hidden turbulent night outside, Xu Ming raised his arms and closed the window.

This is the end of tonight's nightlife, it's time to wash up and sleep.

Inside the house, the little girl still has a bitter little face because she has added new homework, sitting at the table and drawing the new talisman that Xu Ming taught her.

Because of the boundary charm, the movement from the outside world was infinitely reduced, and she didn't notice anything.

At the same time, the devastated streets ushered in a chaotic sound of footsteps.

"Quick, keep up. ”

Tang Zhong, the county magistrate of Shuichuan County, with hundreds of county officials, hurriedly came to the place of the incident.

When Tang Zhong saw the destroyed and unshapedly ground, as well as the man in black lying on the ground, unable to move, he said with a solemn face.

"Come on, tie them all up and take them away, and bring them back for interrogation. ”

Finally, he added.

"Be careful, don't make any of them. ”

Under Tang Zhong's orders, a group of officials from the county government began to tidy up the scene.

Because they often do this kind of work, they move very fast, and in less than half of the incense, all the people in black are tied up strongly.

"My lord, what do you do with these things?"

After tying up all the men in black, one of the officials asked, pointing to the five black things.

"Take it with you, too. Tang Zhong glanced at it, and after not seeing what it was, he waved his big hand.

After everything on the scene was packed up, Tang Zhong didn't stay in this place for long, he took all the officials and left in a hurry.

"Whew, finally gone. ”

When the people of the county government had left, the three musketeers walked out of a dark corner together.

Because of Wang Jinjian's injuries, they couldn't leave the scene quickly.

"Big brother, second brother, after tonight, when will we go to make a name for ourselves. ”

After the three of them found a clean and hidden place to sit down and rest, Wang Yujian said with a slight teasing.

"Go, go, third brother, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person. ”

Wang Baojian glanced at him and motioned for him not to mention the matter again.

is also famous, it is good to be able to save this little life.

Wang Yujian smiled after hearing this, and did not speak again, he leaned his back against the wall, closed his eyes and began to close his eyes.

Time passed quietly, and more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

In the dead of night, a thin layer of black fog gradually covered the surroundings of Shuichuan County.

And as time passed, the black fog became thicker and thicker.

Under the shroud of black fog, a strange hunt began quietly.