"Squeak..."

Just as Master Hui Ku was vainly murderous, the wooden door of the small bamboo house was slowly opened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dressed in white clothes and with white hair on his temples, Ding walked out of the house with a leisurely pace.

"Like frost... Unexpectedly, you still found it..."

Looking at the stunning woman with guilt in his eyes, Ding Yao sighed.

"Ding Xiaoyao, you are so hard for me to find!

Meimu and Ding Xiaoyao looked at each other, and the stunning woman scolded.

"Rushuang, it was me who was sorry for you back then, it was my fault..."

Hearing this, his fingers stroked the white hair on his temples, and Ding Xiaoyao shook his head with a guilty expression.

"Hmph, Ding Xiaoyao, you're still not a seven-foot man, since you're sorry for me, why do you want to avoid me like this?"

Hearing this, the beautiful eyes were stunned, and the three thousand white hair of the stunning woman flew in the wind, and she scolded angrily.

"Xiaoyao, who is this benefactor, why does she have... Purple Peak Sword?"

Hearing the conversation between the two and knowing that the relationship between the two was not ordinary, Master Huiku asked softly.

From the moment this stunning woman appeared, Master Hui Ku found that the sword on the opponent's waist was the Zifeng Sword!

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the love sword Ding is free and the two swords are not separated, and seeing the sword is like seeing a person!

A Tiangang sword, a Zifeng sword, the Tiangang sword breaks the demon and destroys the demon to defend the righteous path, and the Zifeng sword kills the traitor Lang Qiankun!

A sword is unsheathed, and the wicked are discouraged!

The Tiangang Sword has been given to Xuan'er, and this Zifeng Sword has been missing!

Now it appears on the waist of this stunning woman, which shows that this stunning woman and Ding Xiaoyao... It's a great relationship!

"Master, she is the Pavilion Master of the Plain Girl Pavilion... Cold as frost..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Ding Xiaoyao looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and replied softly.

Hearing this, turning the Buddha beads in his hand, Master Huiku's body trembled slightly, and then his eyes looked as cold as frost in surprise.

Unexpectedly, this stunning woman was the first beauty in the world more than 30 years ago, and now the lord of the Plain Girl Pavilion is as cold as frost!

It's just that doubts suddenly rose in Master Huiku's heart, rumors in the rivers and lakes that the Su Nu Pavilion is an ethereal sect, and the disciples in the sect are all women, one by one, out of the dust, like a fairy!

Only when the martial arts righteous path was in crisis, the Su Nu Pavilion sent a disciple down the mountain, and every time the disciples who went down the mountain were not over the age of double ten, but the martial arts were very good!

It is said that the power of the Su Nu Pavilion has exceeded the six major factions, and it is side by side with the Shaolin Temple!

It is rumored that Ding Xiaoyao, the love sword, has only been defeated twice in his life! The first time was at the hands of the Soul Snatcher, and the second time was when he broke into the Su Nu Pavilion and was seriously injured and returned!

It's just that, in the opinion of Master Hui Ku, he will not be mistaken, this cold as frost is only a half-step Grandmaster realm! How could he defeat Ding Xiaoyao and let him return injured? It is really strange!

"Amitabha... Freely, rumors in the rivers and lakes, cold as frost's martial arts are unfathomable, you were defeated in her hands back then..."

Puzzled in his heart, Master Huiku said a Buddha noise and looked at Ding Xiaoyao.

"Alas... Master, all this... It's all because of my mistakes..."

Hearing this, knowing that Master Huiku was suspicious in his heart, Ding Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back and looked up to the sky and sighed.

Then he looked at the cold as frost with deep eyes, and gradually fell into reminiscence.

..................

Thirty years ago.

"Bump!"

On the desert outside the Saiwai, the wind swept, the waves washed the sand, the white clothes fluttered, Ding Xiaoyao waved his sword fingers, and he had been fighting with the Soul Snatchers for a day and a night!

"Hahaha, Ding Xiaoyao! What can you do to me? The first master of the Central Plains, but that's it!"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyao viciously, the soul snatcher had already been slightly injured, and he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

With an indifferent face, his hands behind his back, and letting the wind and sand blow his temples and white hair, Ding Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Soul snatcher, you are not the old man's opponent... Today, the old man will do the right thing for heaven..."

A few months ago, the Soul Snatchers challenged the heads of the six major factions, and the heads of the five factions were all defeated and died at the hands of the Soul Snatchers, causing a crisis in the rivers and lakes.

After learning of this, for the sake of martial arts stability, Ding Xiaoyao fought to the death with the Soul Snatcher.

Even though the Soul Snatcher Palm was ruthless and vicious, the two fought for a day and a night, and the Soul Snatcher was finally injured internally!

"Ding Xiaoyao, you are too conceited! I want Lao Tzu's life, I don't know if you have the ability!"

Hearing this, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a roar of anger from the Soul Snatcher, he instantly shifted his position and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyao with his palm!

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyao frowned deeply, lightly touched the quicksand under his feet, and with a wave of his sword fingers, he greeted him.

"Bump!"

With the touch of the palm and the finger of the sword, there was a loud bang, and a puff of sand and dust rolled up around the two of them.

"Despicable!"

Suddenly, the two competed with each other for internal strength, Ding Xiaoyao shouted angrily, quickly withdrew his sword fingers, and retreated.

I saw that Ding Xiaoyao's right hand turned black!

"Hahaha, despicable? Fight to the death, either you die or I die! Ding Xiaoyao, you are too conceited! You are not lost in my hands, but you lose to yourself!"

With a sneer, a sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the Soul Snatcher, and then he shifted in an instant, slapped Ding Xiaoyao with one palm, and wanted to take his life: "What about the first master of the Central Plains? It's not that he died in the hands of Lao Tzu!"

Forget the sword of love, and have no distractions!!

Watching the Soul Snatcher rush towards him with hatred, Ding Xiaoyao's face was pale, black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and immediately the white hair on his temples flew, and his sword fingers waved violently!

In an instant, the sword finger flashed with dazzling blue light, enveloping Ding Xiaoyao's whole body, and then turned into ten thousand strong and powerful sword qi, pounced on the soul-snatching and scattering people!

Seeing this, the Soul Snatcher frowned, and hurriedly stopped his body and rolled out his palms!

"Boom !!"

Two dark colored true qi burst out of their palms and collided violently with ten thousand sword qi! Because Ding Xiaoyao's body was highly poisonous, the power of the sword was insufficient, and the two collided and turned into flying smoke together!

When the wave of air passed, Ding Xiaoyao was already nowhere to be found!

"Hmph! The body is highly poisonous, and you are forcibly lucky! Ding Xiaoyao, you are certain to die!"

Looking at the empty desert around him, he didn't find Ding Xiaoyao's figure, and the soul-snatching people sneered, and then turned to leave.

Escaping from the desert, black blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth, Ding Xiaoyao's cheeks were covered with sweat, and his face was very pale.

I didn't expect that a grandmaster of the first generation would use such despicable means in the competition!

Just after forcibly exercising the exercises, the poison has already traveled all over the body, and it almost swims to the heart! When the time comes, even if the Da Luo Immortal descends to earth, he will not be able to save himself!

Glancing at the desert all around, Ding Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After decades of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, I didn't expect that today, I would die here alone!

After taking a few steps, he was dizzy for a while, and the poison could no longer be suppressed, Ding Xiaoyao spit out a mouthful of black blood, and fainted.

Just as Ding Xiaoyao fainted, a white shadow rode a fierce horse and passed by!

............... (To be continued.) )