Just when Zhu Xian was completely out of the box, a figure appeared next to the flying sword that pierced into the post road surrounded by purple qi, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, and pulled up the sword that blocked the way, and suddenly there was purple sword qi lingering around the sword body, and it was brilliant.

After a while, the purple qi slowly dissipated, revealing the appearance of a person.

Dressed in a white robe with a dark luster, his white hair is scattered, but he no longer covers his face as usual in the past, revealing a cold face like a clear moon, if it weren't for these three thousand white hairs, it would make people feel like a woman in her twenties, but then again, if you look at the woman's eyes, cold vicissitudes, it looks more like a centenarian.

Xu Beiyou held Zhu Xian, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and he himself looked directly at the ice dust.

In the battle of Mingling in Yuanqiu Tan, Xu Beiyou fought with Qingchen and Bingchen one after another, and the battle with Qingchen, because Qingchen sought to soar and deliberately hid his clumsiness, there was nothing to say, but the battle with Bingchen was hearty, if he didn't talk about the situation at that time, Xu Beiyou could be said to be happy.

It just so happened that today, when Xu Beiyou's realm cultivation was "high tide", climbing to the peak of the seventeenth floor realm of the Earth Immortal, Xu Beiyou didn't mind fighting with Bingchen again.

When Xu Beiyou looked at Bingchen, Bingchen was also looking at Xu Beiyou, and the eyes of the two met at one point in mid-air and then separated, Bingchen said calmly: "This time to prevent you from returning to the imperial capital, it is not only the meaning of Autumn Leaves, but also the meaning of Dust Leaves, but you don't have to think about it, Autumn Leaves and Dust Leaves have their own priorities, and they can't get out of their bodies, and the Daomen is also just employing people, so there are not too many people, so this time I am the only one to come, if you can beat me, all the way will be smooth from now on, if you can't beat me, then you can only stay here." ”

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun is a big breath. ”

Bingchen said indifferently: "Before I came, Autumn Leaves specially handed me a sword. ”

Xu Beiyou was suddenly silent, and Zhang Baisui and Xiao Zhinan showed solemn expressions.

Bingchen said slowly: "This sword was originally only in the hands of a real person, but Qiu Ye lent it to me as an exception for the sake of the Dao Sect's plan. ”

A borrowed word, the bite is extremely heavy.

Xu Beiyou and Zhang Baisui both knew in their hearts that since Bingchen said so, coupled with the previous momentum, then this sword must be Ziwei among the nine magic swords, and it is no wonder that Bingchen dares to block the road alone.

After Xu Beiyou thought about it for a while, he decisively said to Xiao Zhinan and the others: "It's up to me to drag the ice dust, you go first." ”

Xiao Zhinan was just about to speak, but Xu Beiyou had already raised his hand to interrupt, "Don't worry, I have my own plans in my heart." ”

Xiao Zhinan glanced at Xu Beiyou deeply, "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Then she looked at the convoy and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

Bingchen was indifferent to this, just hugged his sword with his arms around his chest, and looked at Xu Beiyou quietly, "Really don't join forces with Zhang Baisui to fight against the enemy? If I can kill you here, even if they arrive in the imperial capital, the Daomen will not be a loss." ”

Xu Beiyou was silent.

After the group walked away, Bingchen grabbed his anger and asked, "Is it okay?"

Xu Beiyou waved his big sleeves, and the eleven swords of the Sword Sect moved in turn, like the giant arrows of the Dao siege ballista, shooting towards the face gate of the ice dust.

Bingchen also waved his sleeves and swept these flying swords down one by one.

She sneered softly: "Don't be so petty, the twelve swords of the Sword Sect are not small, but since you have absorbed the sword qi divine intent, then there are only some tricks left, it's okay to scare and scare ordinary immortal monks, if you want to defeat me, in the final analysis, you still have to rely on the sword of the immortals." ”

Xu Beiyou returned the eleven swords of the Sword Sect scattered all over the place to the sword box, and said thoughtfully: "Reasonable." ”

Bingchen did not let the legendary crape myrtle magic sword appear directly in the world, but attached it to his own sword to break greed and anger in an extremely mysterious way, so that the power of breaking greed and anger at this time was not inferior to Zhu Xian, but it was not that the crape myrtle magic sword plus the pure yang patriarch's corruption and anger were stronger than Zhu Xian, or the old saying, no matter how powerful the magic weapon was, it depends on who will use it, at this time, Xu Beiyou is far from reaching the realm of Shangqing Daojun or Shangguan Xianchen, so naturally he can't give full play to the full power of Zhu Xian, but Bingchen relies on the advantages of the realm and can give full play to the greed and hatred to the extreme。

Back and forth, the two are equal.

Bingchen held his hand in his hand and chuckled: "Autumn Leaves once promised me that if Zhu Xian can return to the Dao Gate in my hands, then from now on, I will be in charge of Zhu Xian until I ascend." ”

Xu Beiyou reported with a sneer.

Bingchen said indifferently: "There is no need to be resentful, if you can snatch the Linglong Pagoda from Qiuye's hands, from now on, why not, the Linglong Pagoda will be in charge by you?"

Bingchen glanced at Xu Beiyou's white hair, which was the same as his own, and suddenly said: "This time, you dare to take the initiative to stay, I think there are some back-hands, I don't dare to say that I can definitely kill you, since you and I are both sword cultivators, this sword fight is better to add some color, if I win, you will pass the last two swords of sword thirty-six to me, if you win, I will teach you a sword with three thousand feet of white hair, how?"

Xu Beiyou took a step forward, "Then wouldn't I have lost?"

The word "loss" has not yet been fully exported, and Xu Beiyou's whole person has swept Changhong.

However, Bingchen's reaction was not slow at all, and almost at the same time, his body also retreated sharply, always more than a foot away from the tip of Zhu Xian's sword.

One person one in front of the other, one in front of the other, one in and one out, and in an instant, he withdrew for more than 20 miles.

Twenty miles away, Bingchen finally stopped retreating, and put his hand in front of him, blocking the sword.

The two swords collided, and the mountain shook.

The ice dust was surrounded by purple qi, standing still, and this time it was Xu Beiyou's turn to fall backwards and retreat.

In the sword cultivation, there has always been a saying that grass, trees, bamboo and stone can be swords, this statement is good, but it is really to the top battle of the same realm, whether there is a sharp sword in the hand, the sword in the hand, it is not the same, just like Xu Beiyou fought with people before, why can he repeatedly cross the border and fight, in the final analysis, it is still the benefit of Zhuxian attack, which is unparalleled in the world.

At this time, Bingchen got the Ziwei magic sword, which made up for the disadvantage of being inferior to Zhu Xian, and she was stronger than Xu Beiyou in the realm of the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal than Xu Beiyou in the realm of the seventeenth floor of the Earth Immortal.

However, sword cultivation has always been one thing, strength and weakness are one thing, superiority is one thing, victory or defeat is another, and life and death are another.

Xu Beiyou has always fought with people, and he has always fought big with small ones, and it is inevitable that he will fight for his life, and this time is no exception.

Xu Beiyou stopped retreating after withdrawing from a distance of more than 100 zhang, and then stomped on the ground with both feet, stepping out of a crack mark, accompanied by a roaring sound like rolling thunder, and his body shot out towards the ice dust again.

In this collision, Xu Beiyou let Bingchen pierce his abdomen with a sword, and wiped Bingchen's throat with a sword.

The two of them each retreated a few feet away.

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Bingchen bowed his head slightly, and the blood in his throat flowed like an infusion.

Xu Beiyou was even more uncomfortable, and his entire abdomen was stabbed through with a sword.

Bingchen gasped, and the purple qi around her body continued to enter her body, and then the wound in her throat immediately healed, and said calmly: "The method of exchanging injuries for injuries will not work." ”

Then the ice dust retreated and swept away, "Thirty miles away is the Qinghe, I will wait for you on the bank of the Qinghe with a sword." ”

Xu Beiyou nodded expressionlessly and strode forward.

This time, he no longer held Zhu Xian in his hand, and Zhu Xian hung in the air by himself, walking side by side with him.

People go to the sword, and people go to the sword.

Thirty miles away from the Green River, it is here in a flash.

As soon as Bingchen stood still, a sword aura as thick as a mountain peak had already followed.