Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

On the official road, a gray-clothed man in front of him fled desperately forward through the night, like a faint wisp of smoke, intermittently in the sight of pedestrians. 【 】

About a mile later, a young man in white walked along the low bushes beside the official road, chasing the man in gray with all his strength.And his depth is an old man with white beard and hair.

With few people, the line of sight becomes wider.The boy in white felt more and more heavy, thinking in his heart, how could this person escape along the official road uncharacteristically?The old man behind him was quite capable. Although he had been running for nearly two hours, his breathing was not disturbed at all. When he saw something suspicious, he hurriedly caught up with the young man in white and said, "Third Young Master, be careful of deceit."

Sure enough, the man in gray stopped in front of a pile of rocks, with his back to them.

"The two of you have been chasing here from Yecheng, and your lightness kung fu is really not weak." The gray-clothed man said with a crisp voice, clearly a boy. "Hmph, it's a pity that even if you can chase me, you won't be able to kill me." The gray-clothed man just said lightly, but the invisible self-confidence made the white-clothed boy believe his words involuntarily.

"Who is your Excellency? What enmity do you have with me, Ye Cheng?"

"Me?" The man in gray replied, turning around slowly.The white-clothed boy tightly held the hilt of the sword, as if every slight movement of his was aimed at his own weakness. "Haha, I never imagined that the famous swordsman in white in Yecheng would be so vulnerable!"

The young man in white's face was reddish, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He worked secretly, only to see a faint layer of frost covering the long sword as thin as autumn water.Seeing this, the gray-clothed man's face was moved, and he said seriously: "It seems that you are worthy of my attack! I'm just a killer in the district. I love swords and become crazy, and I'm called a sword-crazy!"

"Beyond nine days, sing the dragon with a sword!" The young man in white was not afraid, but laughed and said, "How lucky is Qiu, that he can become a sword idiot by the shore of the dark water, haha." Sword idiot among the seven famous swords that moved Yehu in Youguo.His whereabouts are uncertain, and no one knows his origin, but every time he strikes the sword, Yehu will be disturbed.

Jian Chi didn't answer, and slowly put his right hand on the scabbard.His face was numb, but it seemed to have boundless sadness.

"Third son, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife. Let me try his 'Nine Heavens Beyond, Yinlong Sword'!" The old man rushed to make a move before the white-clothed boy, with the knife in his right sleeve, a cold silver light Shooting at Jian Chi's chest, his left hand was hidden in his sleeve, but it was his unique skill "Leng Yue Finger".

The young man in white knew in his heart that the reason for the old man's first strike was to let him see Jian Chi's shocking move clearly.

The knife in the sleeve reflects the cold moonlight, speeding like lightning.Jian Chi was as calm as a mountain, seeing that the knife in his sleeve was less than an inch away from his chest, Fang took a slow breath, clasped his left thumb and index finger together, flicked lightly, and unexpectedly ejected this thunderous knife by about ten feet!

The old man knew something was wrong, he lightly stretched his left hand, the saber in his sleeve was like a flying swallow, and cut towards Jian Chi again.It turned out that the end of the knife was tied with a thin iron chain.

Jian Chi has drawn his sword.

The entire empty land seemed to suddenly fall into the land of death.Then, a little silver light exploded, and half the sky was brilliant in the exhalation.

The young man in white was extremely surprised, and thought to himself, even though I am listed in the "Seven Swords" with him, I am afraid that I will not be able to resist this mysterious blow!And the old man raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell slowly.His life-long "cold moon finger" died on this moonlit night before he had time to issue it.

Jian Chi still stood quietly, as if the shocking blow had nothing to do with him, as if he had never moved, and as if he was moving all the time.

The boy in white didn't dare to be careless, he stared at the long sword in his hand and said: "The sword in Qiumou's hand is called Bingxue. It has been silent for decades, and it is really a pleasure to meet a master recently." Just as the boy in white finished speaking, Bo Ru The sword body of the cicada wing seemed to be blown by the wind, making a light sound.The surrounding air solidified, and gradually formed large snow particles, constantly rotating around the sword body that was as bright as autumn water.

Jian Chi's heart trembled, the Snow Flower sword technique really lived up to its reputation.He took half a step out with his left foot, and clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand. His eyes were like lightning, and he was ready to strike.