I said Dongli in adversity

A secluded cave, a sword prison, two people, a sword. The sound of wind echoed outside the cave. Inside the cave, Su Huanzhen's voice was also accompanied by bursts of empty echoes.

"These are all the deeds of Ping'an Sword Immortal since he came into the world." Su Huanzhen sat on the ground, not daring to move at all, "Su has not seen Mr. Bai take action with all his strength, so how far has his cultivation level reached? The situation is unknown even to Su."

Not far away from Su Huanzhen, there was an old man sitting. He was in ragged clothes, with disheveled hair and heavy internal injuries. As Su Huanzhen explained, the old man's cough kept echoing in the cave.

Not far from the two of them, there was a sword stuck on a pile of rocks. It was a sword that was so sharp that it was hard to look directly at it.

Su Huanzhen had met many sword-making masters and seen many magical weapons in his life, but even so, the sword stuck in the pile of rocks at this time still made him feel amazing.

If it hadn't been forged by the gods of the time, it would have been impossible to cast such a work.

As for the name of the sword, Su Huanzhen had heard it from the old man earlier——

Famous God!

"Ping'an Sword Immortal, Bai Yuheng, a strange name, at least... ahem, when I tried Sword World... ahem... I never heard of this person."

"In the long years since then...ahem...the peak of swordsmanship that I have heard of...ahem...there is no such person."

"However, since I'm so respected by...ahem...you...I...ahem...don't mind meeting you."

"I believe that senior will not be disappointed."

Su Huanzhen still maintained that movement, or in other words, he had maintained this movement these past few days when he was trapped in the sword-prisoning trench.

The old man said that if there is even a slight deviation, the human spirit will be divided into two parts, and he has no doubt about this.

Fortunately, their cultivation has reached their level, and there is no chance of reincarnation. Otherwise, the dignified Qingxiang White Lotus would be embarrassed.

"Su has finished talking about that person. Senior, would you like to talk about that sword?"

"Ahem... Mingshen?" The old man looked at the sword.

At this moment, poetry trumpets echoed outside the sword-prisoning cut, and the old man was shocked to realize that the first test level he had arranged at the entrance of the cave had disappeared without knowing it.

"Ok?"

I saw three figures slowly stepping onto the entrance of the cave.

"Mountains and rivers are overturned without any definite basis. I live leisurely in a pile. Who cares about his ridicule and Xu?"
Green tombs are useless at dusk, how much jade kills thousands of miles of weight?The head is stained with red rain. "

"Su Huanzhen, I want to hear a story. How about Bai telling it to you?"

The white clothes caught his eye, and Ye Xiaochai followed closely with Qu Niyi on his back. Although Qu Niyi's current condition was not very good, Bai Yuheng was fine after taking the medicine.

After all, the Solitary Castle of Earth Sea is the territory of Demon Shi. Although Bai Yuheng is confident that it will not be a problem to deal with the Thousand-faced Lord, he does not want to cause problems due to carelessness. It is better to keep two flaws like Ye Xiaochai and Qu Niyi with him.

"Are you Bai Yuheng?" The old man looked at Bai Yuheng and said, "He said that your sword is very strong."

"Bai is just a storyteller. He has a little sword skills, but not much." Bai Yuheng said lightly, "Su Huan really wants to hear your story. How about Bai tell it to you? Sword Sect, Chang Ri Kun Tho."

"Cough cough cough... do you know my story?" Chang Rikun coughed and looked at Bai Yuheng and said.

"Of course, because your face is full of stories." "Ahem...ridiculous." Changri Kunqi sneered, "My business...ahem...how much do you know?"

"Well." Bai Yuheng unfolded his fan, "The swordsman is the most powerful, one person is the enemy, the trumpet is long, the sun is strong, and the name of the sect is recorded forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong sword intent suddenly emitted from Chang Ri Kun's body, which was frightening. Ye Xiaochai took a few steps back in Niyi to protect himself, and looked at Bai Yuheng, who was motionless.

"Dragon horses travel thousands of miles with snowflakes, wind and moon ten steps away, and swords sing in the sky. Autumn frost cuts jade for a long day, and the name of the clan is immortal."

"Tianshan Fengmai, a different child of the Sword Clan, tests the world of swords. A close friendship, a feud, and a sword duel started at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. Sword Sect, is Bai right?"

At this time, Chang Rikun's face showed a look of concentration. He looked at Bai Yuheng. He lost his previous posture and looked at Bai Yuheng extremely seriously. He said, "Who are you?"

"Su Huanzhen should have already explained this question to you, so Bai doesn't need to answer." Bai Yuheng shook his fan and looked at Chang Rikun and said, "But there is another thing. Bai's At the event, your old friend will also appear. If he sees that you haven’t pulled out the Ming Shen yet, do you think he will laugh at you severely?"

Hearing this, Changri Kunzhu's expression suddenly became excited. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a series of coughs caused by emotion. The hearts of those who heard it trembled, for fear that the old man would not be able to come back and die of coughing here.

After all, some people who were born in a miserable state were stoned to death, drowned in water, and died from coughing. It didn't seem unusual.

After a long while, Chang Rikun looked at Bai Yuheng with his eyes widened, "You, do you know, what are you... ahem... what are you talking about."

"Of course." Bai Yuheng said lightly, "But Bai has his own way. The Sword Sect should still figure out how to pull out the Ming Shen. As for Su Huanzhen, if Bai wants to take him away, can he please ask the Sword Sect for convenience?"

Chang Rikun looked at Bai Yuheng after hearing this, "You want to... ahem... take people away in front of me... Do you have such ability?"

"Su Huanzhen should have told you a lot. Bai himself doesn't really want to use force. Sword Sect, do you really want to fight me with this body that is haunted by ghosts and ghosts?"

"In other words, do you think that in your current incomplete state, you are qualified to fight against Bai?"

"You are so arrogant."

Even though he was seriously injured, as an unparalleled swordsman and a sword sect, he always has his own pride.

The words of the person in front of him made Changri Kunqi feel unhappy.

In this regard, Bai Yuheng was just a little helpless. If he really wanted to fight, he would not be afraid. Anyway, he would always have to fight when he went out.

"Since you really want to fight, then give Bai a little time." Bai Yuheng said, "Pull out the Ming Shen, use the Ming God Zhiyang's thunder to expel the ghost energy in your body, and hold the Ming Shen in your hand. Only then can you have a fight with Bai Ming." Qualification to fight."

"You...ahem...can you pull out the Ming Shen?"

"Whether it can be pulled out will be known at a glance."

After that, he walked straight towards Meishin.

Chang Rikun didn't stop him. He also wanted to see what extraordinary performance Su Huanzhen said the magical Ping An Sword Immortal could have.

If the other party was just a person with a false reputation, more than one swordsman would have been buried in the sword prison trench over the long years.

Thinking of this, Changri looked at the other person with his eyes

Ye Xiaochai...(End of this chapter)