Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 617 Who Are You?
"Ancestor!"

Breaking free from the illusion, the only thing all Seven Star Sect disciples heard was this sentence, and saw the disappearance of that black whirlwind with their own eyes.

Standing beside Xinghe Patriarch, Yang Peng's face was pale, and he shouted in disbelief.

Standing where he was, looking at the night sky for a long time, Patriarch Xinghe said slowly, "Go and rest, we don't have much time, don't let Elder Meng and Bai Le sacrifice for you in vain."

A simple sentence directly determined the nature of this matter.

Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu are great. In order to save the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, they voluntarily sacrificed themselves. They are worth remembering by all the disciples of the Seven Star Sect!

But that's the end of the matter.

No one will ask what happened, why Bai Le and the others are willing to sacrifice... These processes are no longer important, what matters is the result.

"why?"

Following Xinghe Patriarch back to the room, Yang Peng still had a look of disbelief, "Patriarch, the truth is not like this, right? You gave up on them!"

"presumptuous!"

Brows raised suddenly, ancestor Xinghe had a cold look in his eyes, and he scolded sharply.

"Presumptuous... So, what I said is right, isn't it?"

Not afraid, Yang Peng raised his head to meet the eyes of the ancestor Xinghe, and asked firmly.

Looking at Yang Peng's persistent gaze, the Xinghe Patriarch was silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "Peng'er, you have to understand that in this world, there must be a choice for many things! No one is omnipotent, Me too... I can't save everyone, so I have to make a choice!"

"..."

At this moment, Yang Peng seemed to have lost all his strength, and just sat down on the ground, his face full of pain and struggle.

For so many years, Xinghe Patriarch has always taught him what to do. Although he occasionally lost his temper, he always knew in his heart that Patriarch was always right.

However, this time...he finally had a strong sense of contradiction in his heart, as if this time, no matter how hard he could convince himself, the ancestor was right.

Looking at Yang Peng's pain and struggle, Ancestor Xinghe's eyes were a bit complicated, but he seemed a little relieved.

"My friend, finally...grow up!"

Compared to Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu, Yang Peng's pain was simply not considered pain.

They were swept by the black whirlwind all the way and flew for hundreds of miles before they landed. Both Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu looked a little embarrassed, and they looked especially desolate under this night.

Throwing Bai Le and the others down, the figure of the Mirage King slowly emerged, no longer covered by the black crows, and the appearance of the Mirage King became completely clear.

On the surface, he is about 40 years old, with a black mark on his face, which looks a little hideous, but the whole person gives people a very attractive illusion.

"You two risked your lives for the Seven Star Sect, what did you get in return? Have you seen it, this is the so-called righteous way!"

With a sinister opening, Mirage King showed a look of disdain at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking the childishness of Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu.

Falling to this point, Meng Qianqiu calmed down instead.

"Phantom King, you are considered a master of the way of demons, and you are so hypocritical! Now that it has fallen into your hands, you can kill or kill at your own discretion, do you still want me to kneel down and beg for your mercy?"

"The ability is not great, but the bones are very hard." Glancing at Meng Qianqiu, the Mirage King sneered and said, "Death? It fell into the hands of this king. Do you think it is easy to die? I know your ability, but, do you think... that this king can't do anything to you?"

"Of course, the Mirage King can make me live but not die, but... if you think that this will make me bow my head, you will see my dream Qianqiu too clearly." There was a touch of indifference in the eyes, Meng Qianqiu calm replied.

What he said didn't seem to have any emotion, but there was an unquestionable confidence in it.

A matter of life and death, just wait!
This calmness and determination is definitely not something anyone can pretend.

After taking a deep look at Meng Qianqiu, the Mirage King finally fell silent.

Even if he is a powerful demon, there is nothing he can do about this kind of person.

Turning his gaze, the Mirage King immediately turned to Bai Le, "Palace Master Bai, how about you, are your bones as hard?"

There's nothing to do with Meng Qianqiu, but Mirage King doesn't believe that a young man like Bai Le is also so recalcitrant.

"puff!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. A bright smile appeared on Bai Le's face, "My bones are not hard. If you have any conditions, please tell me."

Compared to Meng Qianqiu's calm attitude of being indifferent to life and death, Bai Le at this moment is also very calm!
This is not because Bai Le doesn't care about life and death, but because, after leaving the ancestors of Xinghe and the people of Seven Star Sect, Bai Le already has the assurance of saving his life.

Somewhat surprised by Bai Le's composure, Mirage Wang Senran said, "Glib, I think you haven't suffered enough!"

While speaking, the Mirage King raised his hand and slapped Bai Le's body in an instant.

"puff!"

At such a close distance, with the speed of the Mirage King, Bai Le didn't have time to react. He was slapped and flew out, and another mouthful of blood spit out, but this time Bai Le didn't fall down, but Half kneeling on the ground, he slowly raised his head.

"what?"

His eyelids twitched suddenly, and the Mirage King couldn't help but let out a little gasp, staring at Bai Le in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Bai Le blocked his slap so easily!
Although he didn't use much strength in this palm, he just wanted to teach Bai Le a lesson, but according to his budget, he should at least break a few of Bai Le's ribs, but Bai Le just vomited A mouthful of blood, it's really strange to take it so casually.

In an instant, the mirage king suddenly heard his previous blow. You must know that at the previous moment, facing the threat of the Xinghe ancestor, he did not hold back at all!

Logically speaking, even if Bai Le survived that blow, he should have been crippled, how could he still have a chance to talk back to him.

In an instant, Mirage King's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if recalling the rumor from Qingzhou before, he said in a dark voice, "Who are you?"

Not only the Mirage King, Meng Qianqiu couldn't help but frowned at this moment, and turned his gaze to Bai Le.

Vaguely, Meng Qianqiu had a feeling that his previous bad premonition was likely to come true...

Bai Le, who are you?

(End of this chapter)