At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The old man was very happy.

The White-haired Immortal shook his head and laughed: "After Xueyue City was born, Tianxia Wushuang City should remove the word Tianxia."

Now, Xueyue City has the reputation of being the best city in the world. This reputation is not added by itself like Wushuang City, but recognized by the people of the world.

Wushuang City is no longer what it used to be, and the reputation of the best city has long been moved.

"Heh!" Wushuang sneered: "These two words will be added back sooner or later!"

In the Tianzi No. 1 room, Zishu looked at the domineering sword box in front of Wushuang, and then looked at the ordinary sword box box of his own Pavilion Master, and couldn't help but think about it.

How about snatching the other party's Wushuang sword box and giving it to the Pavilion Master?

"This boy is so strong..." Maotu couldn't help but murmur.

She felt a dormant dragon awakened from sleep, and a roar that shook thousands of mountains from its sharp edge in Wushuang.

She never thought that she would meet a boy who could amaze her besides the Pavilion Master, and such a genius could turn into a dragon when encountering wind and clouds.

This world is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons...

After Wushuang made a move, Baifaxian didn't want to continue to entangle with them.

Two senior disciples of Tianxia City, a genius boy who can control the Wushuang sword box.

He frowned slightly, then his figure swayed and came to Xiao Se: "Boy, come with me!"

As soon as he approached Xiao Se, Le Wuhen swung a dagger at him, and Tang Lian also flew up to press on.

The White-haired Immortal snorted coldly, and swung out a sword to force the two back. He grabbed Xiao Se and flew to the eaves, then turned and disappeared into the Beauty Manor.

"Xiao Se!" Tang Lian exclaimed.

"Damn it!" After Wuhen cursed inwardly, he jumped onto the roof and chased in the direction where the White-haired Immortal left.

Seeing that the master was itching to do something, Wushuang also stepped on the sword and chased after him.

"Wushuang, come back!" Lu Yuzhai shouted hurriedly.

However, the other party's figure had already disappeared into the night.

He gritted his teeth and immediately ordered: "Chase!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in Wushuang City jumped onto the eaves and chased in the direction of Wushuang.

Tang Lian was about to chase and rescue Xiao Se, but heard a violent explosion in the backyard.

There was no way, he had to go back to the backyard, and first ensure the safety of the golden coffin, and then go to find Xiao Se.

"Pavilion Master, Master Xiao has been captured!" Zishu exclaimed.

Everyone turned around in a hurry, only to see that Xiao Ruolin, who was supposed to be sitting in the rocking chair, had disappeared at some point.

On the table, the wine in the glass was still rippling.

On the way, Xiao Se was held in the hand of the White-haired Immortal. He yawned lazily and said, "I said, I just recognized your identity, is there any need to be so excited?"

The White-haired Immortal did not answer Xiao Se, but said directly, "You must be an extraordinary person to know what happened twelve years ago. I won't make things difficult for you. After we get the things in the golden coffin, I will let you go."

"What's in it? Even Tianwaitian is so interested." Xiao Se asked curiously, wanting to find out what was in the golden coffin.

The white-haired fairy glanced at him indifferently and said expressionlessly: "Don't waste your time. You just need to know that the things in it belong to the outer world."

"Since it belongs to the outer world, why does it appear in Beili's hometown?"

After hearing Xiao Se's words, the white-haired fairy's expression obviously turned cold and he stopped talking.

And from his expression, Xiao Se also guessed what was in the golden coffin.

There were pursuers from Wushuang City behind him. Just when Xiao Se wanted to escape, a young man in white blocked the way of the white-haired fairy.

The white-haired fairy suddenly stopped and looked at the young man who blocked his way, frowning: "Who is coming?"

The young man turned around slightly, and the white hair and white eyes amazed the white-haired fairy.

What a fairy boy!

"Put down the person in your hand, and you can leave." The young man's eyes were cold, revealing a kind of firmness and determination.

The white-haired fairy stared at him, feeling an inexplicable pressure in his heart, and that pressure came from the boy in front of him.

"This person is particularly important to me, Tianwaitian. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, lest you lose your life." The white-haired fairy's eyes narrowed slightly.

Why are the young men now so arrogant? The little devil from Wushuang City before was so arrogant, and so was the nameless boy in front of him. They all looked down on others.

"Three..." The boy didn't hesitate, but spoke directly.

Count.

Xiao Se looked at the boy in front of him and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, feeling a little helpless.

The white-haired fairy had a gloomy face. He didn't want to waste any more words. He gathered the true energy in his hand and prepared to take action.

The boy was the first to count to the last digit. His figure flashed and rushed towards the white-haired fairy like a ghost.

The white-haired fairy snorted coldly, let go of Xiao Se in his hand, and instantly turned into a white light to meet the boy.

The two of them fought fiercely in an instant, with palm winds and fist shadows intertwined, and even the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

During the fight, the white-haired fairy was surprised to find that the boy's martial arts were not inferior to his.

How is this possible? !

"Who are you?!" The white-haired fairy shouted angrily, and his heart was more and more shocked.

The boy was young, but the martial arts he displayed.

He had never seen it before, especially the body movements, which were strange and unpredictable, like a ghost shadow.

Before, Tang Lian and Lu Yuzhai had joined forces and had not forced him to draw his sword, but now he was forced by this young man to do so.

The White-haired Immortal finally drew out the jade sword in his hand, the sword tip was cold and shining in the moonlight.

The young man leaped back and then shouted softly: "Moye!"

With a sound of 'swoosh'!

The sword box behind Xiao Ruolin suddenly turned, and a white long sword turned into a bright moon and flew out.

Is it the sword control technique again?

The White-haired Immortal was startled and waved his sword to resist, but the long sword was as powerful as Cangshan.

With a sound of clang!

It instantly hit his jade sword, sparking a burst of sparks and directly forcing him back dozens of steps.

"Gan Jiang!" Xiao Ruolin shouted again.

Another long sword flew out of the sword box behind him, and in an instant it turned into a white rainbow, with a powerful sword force, slashing towards the White-haired Immortal.

The White-haired Immortal did not dare to neglect and quickly waved his sword to resist.

The clanging sound of collision continued to be heard, and the White-haired Immortal was forced to retreat repeatedly, and he became more and more vigilant.

If he had been reserved before, he did not dare to hold back at all now.

"Chengying! Yuchang!"

With two swooshes, two long swords came out in a row, and four swords came out at the same time, with a sharp and intimidating sword energy.

Xiao Ruolin controlled the four flying swords and went straight to the White-haired Immortal.

The White-haired Immortal waved his sword to resist, but for a moment, he could not get away.

He became more and more anxious. He did not expect that the older generation of Beili had not made a move yet, and Tianwaitian had encountered such an obstacle.

Thinking of the golden coffin, his murderous intent became even stronger.

This young man has such a superb swordsmanship. I am afraid that if he does not use his full strength, he will really fall.

At this moment, the White-haired Immortal no longer cares about which old friend this young man is the apprentice of.

At this time, the people of Wushuang City came late, but they also saw the scene just now.

"Big Brother, did you see it? The young man just used the sword control technique!" The disciples of Wushuang City pointed at Xiao Ruolin with a look of shock.

It's not that the sword control technique has been lost, but many people have heard of the sword-wielding people who use swords to defend against enemies, but few have seen it with their own eyes.

Those who can use this sword control technique have reached the level of sword immortals.

Lu Yuzhai naturally knows the value of people who can use the sword control technique.

But Wushuang of their Wushuang City is a recognized sword genius, and it is natural for him to control several flying swords at the same time.

But what about this unknown boy?

What does he rely on?

On the other hand, Wushuang was trembling all over, staring at Xiao Ruolin with excitement.

He never thought that one day he would witness the second person who could use the sword control technique, and this person was of the same generation as him.

How many years!

He has never met such an opponent in how many years, even in Wushuang City, a martial arts city, his strength is no longer comparable to that of his peers.

For this reason, the only ones who can be his unparalleled opponents are the elders and masters in the city.

Now, a young man who can use the same sword-controlling technique as him has appeared among his peers, how can he not be excited.

A song that breaks one's heart, where can one find a soulmate in the world?