The north wind blows the snow, and the moon shines. The swaying and soothing goose feather snowflakes are like delayed and slowing raindrops, beating silently and extinguishing like candles. Between the extinction of the lightning, the thunder after the trance lightning was about to move.

Bai Yi has always been casual and uninhibited, and he is a little shy about etiquette, not to mention that in the face of the old man of the cliff with a high status, after he simply bowed his hand, he pulled out the Shenxiao Sword, and then the bamboo sheath turned into a white snowflake and flew away. Now that it's already on the field, at least it has to be impressive. Under the determination, the momentum increased greatly, like an awakened red-eyed white dragon opening its blood-red eyes in the thousand-year-old ice cave where it lived.

Everyone was shocked, feeling murderous, mixed with a lot of unruly demonic energy. The mighty and vigorous body gradually steamed, the soul body was dissolved, and the white qi was rising, and the whole person had entered a state of "white heat". The crane is waving in the wind, and the Shenxiao sword in his hand reflects the moon, tenacious between heaven and earth, like a Dinghai divine needle that will not be erased by anything, hard and unyielding.

It's just that the sword exudes a kind of sinister green thunder, which makes the veteran hero very puzzled, as if it was cast in the purgatory gossip furnace in the underworld. This feeling was very close to Wan Qing's temperament, which made the disciples feel cold on their backs, and a drop of cold sweat fell in disbelief, feeling that Bai Qi's temperament during the battle could be changed. It must be an eclectic dance, a gallop of a thousand.

Zhu Yu Qingning's face was a little surprised, and her autumn eyes couldn't help but look at Wanqing, she could guess that the Shenxiao Sword in Bai Yu's hand came from her. However, this thousand-year-old chirping is like the dance of the swallows of the underworld. After thinking about it for a while, his eyes turned to Bai Qi, the prodigal son who was attracted by the ghostly spirit.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and his smile was like a crack in the red iron in the furnace, sharp and mighty, and said: "I heard that you won the battle against the man in black, and sure enough, the hero is a young man." The disciple of Moya Mountain was a traitor, which damaged the reputation of Xianxiu Mountain, and the old man really had no face to come. However, the old man will not let you in this battle, an old man and a young man have a good discussion, if the old man is happy, he will sacrifice the cheats of 'Purgatory Furnace', 'Iron Pestle Gong' and 'Yulong Divine Palm' as compensation. ”

Bai Yi was stunned and said in surprise: "Really?"

The old man said with a smile: "Yes, inheritance." Mo Xi was a traitor, the old man originally thought that there was someone to follow, but who knew that there were no beads. If you have the ability, let the old man see it, and bring the martial arts attainments of Xiushanfang's disciples. Bai Yi smiled coldly excitedly, slightly hideous, greedy, and replied: "I won't let you down." After finishing his words, he rushed forward quickly, and the sword stabbed straight forward, and the force was fierce! The old man of the cliff pushed forward with one palm, and with a sonorous sound, it was like two swords against each other, and his palm stubbornly blocked Bai Yu's sharp blow.

The two of them fought hard and were at a stalemate, Bai Yi felt that this simple and short competition had exhausted his true qi and body, and the slightest slack would kill him under his palm. I feel that the strength of the old man is really terrifying, and he can't block his attacks with his own strength, but in fact, even the eldest grandson Shibo doesn't dare to compete with him lightly, and often dodges and looks for opportunities when fighting.

Bai Yu held on a little, sweating profusely and tiredly, and had reached the embarrassment of exhaustion, but in this case, it was too late, otherwise he would be hit hard and die under his palm. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly cast the "Return to the Ruins**", running the true qi, avoiding the real and the virtual, and channeling the palm power of the old man of the cliff into the void. The old man felt like he was pushing cotton, moving like water, and gradually shooting into the air. Bai Yu hurriedly walked through the flowing clouds, the waves drifted, flashed quickly on one side, and slashed sharply, but the blazing white sword qi was like a crescent moon, roaring away.

The old man of the cliff was surprised to take a slow step, unable to move his strength, he could only dodge, and the crescent sword qi swished like lightning, and with a few clicks, it actually cut off the eight stone pillars!

Everyone was dumbfounded, who would have thought that he would be able to hit such a slash after competing with the old man of the cliff, and the old man of the cliff rarely avoided the enemy's attacks, almost always used attacks to smash the enemy's attacks, and he had only dodged a few times since the beginning. This made the expressions of everyone on the field solemn, and they sat up.

Bai Yi was panting, sweating profusely, he had palpitations in the face of the palm power of the old man Moya, and he didn't dare to fight hard, but now he didn't have much strength to compete with him. Trembling in the wind and snow, his thoughts are mixed, how to hunt the powerful "living creatures" in front of him. This is his mentality when he fights, there is only a distinction between "living things" and "dead things", and it is impossible to contain it when it explodes. The mood is gradually approaching, and the hunting mentality is slowly awakening......

When he heard that his breathing had changed from disordered to regular exhalation, like the breath of a beast, a little joy appeared on his face. How could he not know the biggest taboo when fighting against the old man of the cliff, but he concealed it, so that Bai Yu blindly competed with him and fell into a state of fighting against the water. In his heart, the old man of the cliff is the nemesis of his "lonely sky" tactics and the roadblock to the top of the mountain.

The old man said with a smile: "What kind of martial arts are you, the old man has never seen it." ”

Bai Yi smiled bitterly and said, "The 'Blazing Snow Sword Technique' created by the ancestor of the Yuqiao Gang Lonely Poison Lemon. "My mind was a little unclear, ignoring the instructions of Wen Ren to visit the immortals, and the conversation tended to be a simple situation of asking and answering. When he heard that people were visiting the immortals, he was not angry but happy, and finally couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and a long-awaited smile appeared. Bai Qi's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his heart beat faster and faster.

The atmosphere of the scene gradually became tense, thinking that if Bai Yuan's strength was not for a move to compete with the old man of the cliff, he would definitely have a big fight, so he was already in a weak position, and he had consumed most of his body, so he could only admit defeat. Everyone regretted that he was young and inexperienced after all, and it was understandable. However, Bai Qi's eyes did not weaken in the slightest, and his eyes were still staring and sharp.

Seeing that he had no idea of admitting defeat, the old man decided to knock him down with one blow, saving him a waste of time, so he intensified the qi gathering, ran Zhou Tian, and suddenly the real qi was scattered like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, full of domineering. Under the luck, four "air swords" were suspended in front of his chest, and these translucent air swords were like freshly baked red iron, hot and smoky. He knows the beauty of "Returning to the Ruins", so the increased palm power, even if Bai Yu avoids the real and the virtual, it is difficult to avoid the edge of this ** with his "Returning to the Ruins" cultivation.

Jianheshan took the path of "practicing qi and condensing the sword", in order to make the "Yulong Divine Palm" more powerful, so the cultivation is mainly based on cultivating sword qi. It is also the source of the ancient avenue of Wahuang Mountain, which is called "Qidaoliu". And the sword art is divided into "Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Shaking Light, Holding the Moon, and Controlling the Dragon". Each of these stages is divided into nine stages, for a total of nine hundred and eighty-one steps.

Although the Condensing Qi Sword belonged to the ninth realm of the "Tianxuan Stage", under the palm of the Yulong God, the damage caused by Ping Ping's palm was equivalent to a "Dugu Mode" in the combination of the three talents.

Everyone couldn't help but worry about Bai Yu, it was difficult to avoid the practice of drifting with waves in the state of insufficient true qi, if he couldn't dodge, there was only a dead end, and the masters outside the field couldn't rescue him in an instant to keep him from dying. It is estimated that most of them will think that the old man of the cliff is scaring Bai Qian away, so he does not dare to interrupt the discussion between the two.

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