"Breakout!" Bai Ze shouted, clamped his horse's belly, Huangshan in hand, and rushed towards the Thirteen Horsemen in Black.
The distance between the two sides was only ten feet, and it only took a moment for the two sides to confront each other.
Mu Qingling's face turned pale. Among the thirteen knights, there were three or four dead warriors with the aura of the other side. Although the rest were just bitter seas, their cultivation levels were probably on the same level as Bai Ze's.
"Sword clone!" Mu Qingling gritted her teeth and circulated her true energy. One sword from Cui Yan in her right hand turned into seven swords. The six swords rotated around Cui Yan's body, and the sword energy was like a weave for a while.
Three feet!
A bad horse is a bad horse after all. Bai Ze had already noticed that the maroon horse under his crotch was frightened by the awe-inspiring murderous aura coming towards him, and he was frightened.
Huangshan gathered strength, Bai Ze's eyes were vicious, and the remaining Nine Waterfall Sword Qi in the chess pieces was ready to go.
At the other end of the town road, the old man in a bamboo hat still held his sword, sitting high on his horse, watching the two men of Bai Ze and Thirteen Cavalry confront each other.
Fifteen horses sprayed white steam angrily, murderous intent collided, and thirteen long swords spread their blades. Anyone could see that if Bai Ze had no back-up move and one hedging, he would be chopped into pieces by the thirteen swords. !
"A dragon swims with one sword!" Bai Ze waved his sword, Huangshan shook violently, and the sword energy of the nine waterfalls intertwined like a dragon, more than one foot thick, and faced the Thirteen Riders of the Dead like a tornado.
Mu Qingling was only one horse head behind Bai Ze. Cui Yan slashed horizontally, and the six sword clones rushed towards Thirteen Cavalry with the waterfall sword energy as thick as a water tank. The distance was close enough and there was no way to avoid it.
The moment the two of them took action, Thirteen Cavalry also took action.
The Thirteen Long Sword and Rulong Sword Qi collided instantly, and the deafening explosion of sword Qi directly shook the maroon horse under Bai Ze's crotch and flew backwards.
The town road has brick and stone floors, with ravines crisscrossing it. For a moment, blood surged into the sky, and the screams of Chaiyunma and the sound of flesh being cut could be heard endlessly.
Mu Qingling rushed over on horseback and was hit by two swords. Green smoke stabbed one person to death. However, Bai Ze and his horse were overturned. The red horse vomited blood clots from its mouth and kept struggling, but it seemed that it would not survive.
Thirteen riders faced each other, and only seven were left. The town road was filled with corpses, some were chasing cloud horses, and even more were dead men in black.
There were no screams, just the horrified bleating of the horses.
Bai Ze stood up, and the seven knights continued to charge, and seven long swords were densely packed and slashed at Bai Ze.
Bai Ze had no reaction time at all, and his luck with mountains and rivers was useless. He was on a thin line between life and death!
In an instant, the emerald sword without edge was translucent, and the green light contracted with the ghost seal of Bai Ze Meijin Mountain. The young man felt that the spiritual platform was transparent, and his true energy surged, rushing straight to the three levels.
the other side!
"Buddhist Golden Bell!" Bai Ze abandoned his sword, clasped his hands together, and used the pure yang energy in his body to protect his body. He actually forced the Buddhist secret golden bell cover on the cave wall to come out!
It's just that the Taoist true energy is different from the Buddhist true energy. The golden bell is faint, but there is no golden light around the body, but a pure white like a fairy.
"Cang!——" seven sounds in a row.
The golden bell was unstable, but Qi Qi's long sword, with three swords of three inches, directly shattered the golden bell and struck Bai Ze on the body.
The blood instantly dyed the white coarse cloth red.
The old man in the bamboo hat moved, stepped on the horse's head, and slashed out with a sharp sword. The sword energy surged and struck Baize's golden bell in the blink of an eye, smashing the body-protecting golden bell into pieces. Bai Ze spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out. Three feet!
"Bai Ze!" Mu Qingling's eyes turned red as she reined in her horse and turned around.
"Let's go!" Bai Ze climbed up and roared angrily, gritting his teeth in a daze, the green light all over his body became brighter again, and the ghost mark on the mountain between his eyebrows was as emerald as a star.
The Seven Riders turned around, the angry horses stepped on the bricks, and the Seven Swords charged again.
Mu Qingling didn't leave. She galloped forward and roared: "If we want to go, let's go together. If we want to die, it's the same!"
Bai Ze held his hand in the air, his true energy danced wildly, his eyebrows were filled with stars, and he roared: "Here comes the sword!"
Huangshan roared and flew into Bai Ze's hands.
Qi Qi rushed forward again. The old man in the bamboo hat put away his sword and fell to the ground. His cloudy eyes were a little bright, staring straight at Bai Ze.
"Sword One, Waterfall!" Bai Ze held the Huangshan Mountain in both hands and flew the sword in the air. The jaws of his hands were shattered and blood flowed backwards.
Mu Qingling witnessed a waterfall flying out of Bai Ze's sword, rushing into the sea, and cascading thousands of miles.
On this day, Bai Ze borrowed the jade from the Nine-Colored Spiritual Deer to enter the other side, and with one sword, he realized the meaning of the Tao, the first sword, the waterfall.
The seven knights were washed to pieces by the sword waterfall. Two people and two horses were shattered to pieces on the spot.
The sword energy rushed towards the old man in the bamboo hat. The old man didn't know how to draw the sword. When Mu Qingling looked again, the waterfall sword energy had been cut open by his sword and exploded.
"Interesting." The old man in the bamboo hat said, without sheathing his sword, he walked straight towards Baize with luck at his feet.
Mu Qingling opened her mouth and spit out a burst of red light. She went straight to the door of the old man in the bamboo hat at an extremely fast speed.
The old man did not dodge, but with one strike of his sword, the bright red flying sword flew away and headed straight for Baize.
The remaining five dead soldiers abandoned their horses and followed the old man in the bamboo hat to kill the two Bai Ze. Mu Qingling's back was wet with cold sweat, and she saw the old man leading the way, running with his legs, faster than the full strength of the bay red horse under his crotch.
Zhiwei.
Bai Ze glanced at Heizi on his wrist.
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On the other side, there is the only inn in Liuying.
The Sixth Princess stood beside the Grand Duke of Yan State, Zhao Dun. The Wuji knife came out of its sheath for an inch and then fell back. Zhao Dun finally stood up and drank the wine in the pot.
His opponent is Huang Laoxie. Dayan was a notorious swordsman in the Jianghu. His evil sword was in the hands of the employers of major aristocratic families and killed countless people. People in the Jianghu called him Huang Xiejian.
"Which company will buy my head this time?" Zhao Dun asked Huang Laoxie from across the floor, raising the Wuji Knife.
"You know, honesty is what I rely on in doing business." Huang Laoxie smiled bitterly, "Who is my employer? I will tell you when I pay my respects to you today next year."
"Arrogant." Zhao Dun smiled. He was dressed in brocade and silk clothes, and the pressure of the royal family froze the air. "Three swords. Three swords, take your life."
"I heard that the Grand Duke recently broke through the third realm of the Supreme, the Heavenly Realm. Today," Huang Laoxie took a step forward, his body flew up in the air, the evil sword was in his hand, and his whole body was radiant, "I'm here to learn from you!"
"Xiao Liu'er, step back." The Grand Duke pulled out the Wuji Sword. The sword's blade was like a realm, densely covered with mysterious patterns, "The first sword!"
When the Sixth Princess heard this, she moved and jumped out of the attic. Then, the three men in black robes behind Huang Laoxie quickly chased after him.
But Zhao Dun was not worried at all. The sixth princess was dressed in white, Sheng Xue, her pretty face turned cold, she snorted, and the red silk ribbon flew out from her waist. When she shook it gently, it became as hard as iron, and she held it like a knife in her hand.
"Dividing the galaxy with one sword!" Huang Laoxie made a move, and the evil sword slashed Zhao Dun furiously.
That sword was extremely powerful. When the sword came out, the yellow sword energy immediately razed the inn to the ground and went straight towards Zhao Dun.
The sword energy stretches across three thousand miles, and the World Honored One splits the galaxy in anger!
The dark yellow sword aura was as big as a palace pillar, but the Grand Duke just smiled and slashed it down with one strike. The shadow of the sword went straight up into the sky, and then impressively divided Liuying Town into two!
Tianzun's sword seemed to destroy the world.
There was a loud bang and the earth shook. Liu Ying started from the inn and was separated by Zhao Dun with a knife. The ground cracked three hundred feet long, and the ravine was enough to bury people.
Huang Laoxie's body was pressed with the sword's sword, and the Xinghe Sword Qi was split into four pieces. His person was also chopped without a trace by the power of the sword.
"When the prince is angry, the blood will flow for thousands of miles?" Zhao Dun stood proudly in the void, and the sky and the earth were pale.
"The common man was so angry that he killed the prince in five steps with blood splattering!" Huang Laoxie, with his hair disheveled and half of his robes destroyed, rushed out of the ravine ruins with his sword in hand, blood spilled from his mouth, but he laughed wildly, "Zhao Dun, you have indeed broken through. Heavenly Lord!"
"A fly shakes a tree." The Grand Duke struck out with his sword again without saying a word, "Second sword!"
"Possessed by the evil sword!" Huang Laoxie shouted, and the evil evil sword was absorbed into his body. The turbid air around his body was like waves, and yellow light flashed. He used his body as a sword to resist the Grand Duke's second sword!
The Dao Gang swept through thousands of troops, and the Wuji Dao furiously slashed at Huang Laoxie, breaking the body's protective Qi. It slashed on his chest, penetrated an inch into his body, and then could no longer enter. He actually resisted.
"Hehe!" Huang Laoxie smiled solemnly, his third eye split open between his brows, a strange dark light flashed, and the world became silent, as if time had stood still.
Zhao Dun was as motionless as a mountain, and Huang Laoxie was motionless as well.
The supreme soul leaves the body.
Thirty feet above the sky, Huang Laoxie's sword soul emerged from his body. Zhao Dun did not hesitate, and the soul came out to face him. The two of them used their swords and swords in devious ways. In the blink of an eye, they had already executed hundreds of moves.
In the duel between souls, the battle is no longer about the true energy of moves, but the pure power of the soul.
Huang Lao Xiexie's sword entered his body, and his soul power surged. He was evenly matched with Zhao Dun, and they were evenly matched.
As the two of them walked back and forth, all the clouds in the sky were scattered, and their soul power surged, making it difficult for mortals within a hundred feet to breathe.
Southwest of the inn, Wuji cut off Liu Ying with one strike, shocking everyone in the town.
After all, Bai Ze didn't move the chess piece. The emeralds on his body were swallowed up, and the sword wound stopped bleeding and healed at an astonishing speed. But it can also be seen with the naked eye that the emerald green light is gradually dimming.
Seeing that the old man in the bamboo hat was distracted by the shocking sword, he made a decision immediately. Huangshan was shaken again. His mysterious jade palm came out to protect his wrist, and a waterfall surged out. Then he ignored it and stepped on the road, running ten feet away from the end of the world. Far away, Hengkong took Mu Qingling away. Even as the bay-red horse kept running, he shouted: "Brother Lu!"
The Nine Colored Spirit Deer broke free from the seal of the Edgeless Sword, neighed, led the two of them away, blinked tens of feet, and disappeared into the thick night.
The old man in the bamboo hat cut off the waterfall with his sword, whistled, and the hooves of his mount Chaiyun Horse flew. The old man turned over, jumped up, straddled the horse, and gave the order: "Chase!"
The five cavalrymen rectified themselves for a moment, then galloped after the old man in the bamboo hat.
"You are really desperate!" Mu Qingling was held in Bai Ze's arms, still frightened. She recalled the moment when Bai Ze and the Thirteen Horsemen of the Dead were fighting against each other and were knocked off his horse, and the seven swords charged and slashed furiously. The girl's heart was in her throat.
Especially when Bai Ze abandoned his sword at the critical moment, even though he was suddenly covered with a green light and a pure white bell appeared all over his body, she was almost in tears when he struck the young man with three swords in succession and then was knocked away by the old man in the bamboo hat.
"Don't worry." Bai Ze lost the spiritual deer jade body protection and fell back to the seventh level of the sea of suffering. Suddenly, he felt like his whole body was falling apart. The pain was unbearable, and he also lost 60% of his true energy. Fortunately, his internal and external injuries were no longer serious. However, he showed off his strength and said: "My life is on the line! One day, I will reach the top of Heavenly Dao and become the peerless swordsman of the Nine Provinces. How could I die in the hands of this unknown person?"
"If you continue to be so brave and disregard life and death, let's go our separate ways. Leave me alone, and I won't go back to Heyang with you!" Mu Qingling was still angry when Bai Ze said this, and felt uncomfortable in her heart.
She lost her mother when she was young. Except for her father, no one has ever treated her so sincerely. She and Bai Ze were just friends. If Bai Ze died for her, Mu Qingling would regret it for the rest of her life.
"Okay, I promise you." Bai Ze nodded.
But in my heart, my determination to attain enlightenment became stronger and stronger. From the time he left Xie Xuan and walked out of Liuzhuang, the dangers along the way finally made him understand that the Jiuzhou arena has always been a paradise for masters to compete, and there is no way for the weak to survive.
If he hadn't learned from Xie Xuan and received the blessing of heaven, he might have died long ago.
Become stronger!
Become stronger! !
