Before Bai Chen, who had activated the power of his bloodline, had time to slash, the terrifying invisible air wave had already arrived in front of Bai Chen.
Feeling a terrifying killing aura, Bai Chen's eyes narrowed, and while he gritted his teeth, his figure suddenly slid backwards.
Tingfengjue was activated quickly, barely maintaining the retreating figure.
On the way back, Jiuxiao Xuanlei was swung out with the blessing of Qingling Sword, and faced the invisible air wave, and a huge energy ripple suddenly spread rapidly.
clang!
The sound of clashing swords echoed through the sky.
Creaking.
Bai Chen's footsteps suddenly retreated dozens of steps on the thick snow.
The rocks on both sides trembled violently, and layers of white snow slid down from between the mountain walls.
Bai Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his blood longing for such a battle.
The old man's hoarse voice came again.
"Don't give up yet, young man, you must be discerning. I have the final say here. If you practice for a few more decades, you may be able to repel me, but now, you can't."
Bai Chen said with an expressionless face, his eyes eager to fight.
"Old man, you are really interesting. It's obviously not your territory, but you blocked me out. What's on the other side?"
The old man didn't speak. He bent down slightly, kicked his legs suddenly to the ground, and a piece of snowflakes splashed on the soles of his feet. His figure rushed towards Bai Chen like an arrow from a string.
Bai Chen's pupils suddenly shrank. Although he was in such a narrow place, why did the rickety old man opposite him feel as if he was walking on flat ground.
So fast?
In the blink of an eye, 39 star flying knives were in the air and flew out again.
Bai Chen, who has activated the power of his bloodline, has significantly improved his mastery of the star flying knives.
Originally, the old man didn't need to worry about Bai Chen's flying knife.
The old man's footsteps changed slightly, and his figure quickly flew towards the mountain wall on the left. As if he was running sideways, the ancient sword was swung out again, forming an invisible field around him.
The star flying knives collided fiercely in the air, and sparks flew all over the sky.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The Star Flying Knife could not advance even half a minute, and there seemed to be a powerful defensive formation around the old man.
The star flying knife only had a slight stasis effect on the old man. The next second, the old man had appeared in front of Bai Chen.
Bai Chen narrowed his eyes, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stomped on the snow under his feet.
Snowflakes flew everywhere, and he stood taller, and a hot short knife swept out with flames.
The Qingling Sword is not suitable in narrow places. The Fiery Dagger is also a master weapon. In certain limited places, its effect is far greater than that of the Qingling Sword.
The old man was dying, and his simple sword fell straight down.
Bai Chen's eyes narrowed, "What a fast sword!"
After activating the power of his bloodline, Bai Chen could barely see clearly. The old man seemed to only use one sword, but in fact, he quickly slashed out 99 identical sword lights.
Poof!
Bai Chen felt a burning pain in his chest. From his neck to the right side of his abdomen, there was a bone-deep wound. The skin was torn and the flesh was dripping with blood.
However, before Bai Chen could gain a firm foothold, the old man's figure rushed out again.
This time it was faster.
It was clearly a long and narrow road, but his figure had disappeared.
Suddenly, there was an icy chill above Bai Chen.
Bai Chen raised his eyes, and that extremely swift sword slashed out again.
The Qingling Sword appeared on his left hand again, and he could only barely block it.
clang!
Sparks shot out from the Qingling Sword. Bai Chen's feet sank, he straightened his back, and mobilized all the spiritual power and evil energy in his body. Suddenly, a gray sword light slashed straight at the old man above his head.
There were faint ripples in the old man's cloudy eyes. In an instant, the ancient sword flew rapidly in the air. The sword tore the air. The sound of explosions in this narrow section of road made people's eardrums hurt.
One after another, the old man slashed ten swords in a row, and ten extremely sharp sword lights directly faced the gray sword light.
The gray sword light collided with the ten sword lights slashed by the old man.
After resisting the five sword rays, the gray sword light suddenly disappeared in the air.
The remaining five sword rays rushed straight towards Bai Chen.
Because they were blocked by the gray sword light, the speed of the remaining five sword lights was a bit slower.
It was in this few minutes' gap that Bai Chen activated Tingfeng Jue and barely avoided this fierce attack.
Behind him, on the cliff, there were five smooth and neat sword marks, which shocked Bai Chen.
Bai Chen narrowed his eyes. The old man was very strong, at least not something he could handle now.
In the flash of lightning, Bai Chen's eyes glowed with purple light, and the Nine Nether Eyes opened.
Old man, don't blame me for not practicing martial ethics. Since my frontal strength is no match for yours, it's not too much to use other methods, right?
The mountain walls on both sides suddenly shook suddenly, and then expanded to both sides. A purple crescent moon rose slowly in the night sky, exuding a cold luster.
The old man's body was covered with purple light, and then he raised his head and stared, his originally cloudy eyes becoming darker and duller.
In the outside world, the old man stood there, motionless, and his eyes gradually fell asleep. Even so, his hand, which was as dry as a tree trunk, still held the sword tightly.
Bai Chen watched all this calmly, without relaxing his fear of the old man.
Not to mention why the old man blocked his path, it was the miraculous swordsmanship that made me retreat three points, and Bai Chen did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power from the old man.
What does this prove? The old man relied only on the sword in his hand.
This is an old man who uses a sword, an old man who is obsessed with swords, but it is conceivable that when the old man was young, he must have been a very famous swordsman.
When it comes to using a sword, Bai Chen is no match for his opponent.
After observing for a while, Bai Chen slowly and carefully walked to the old man.
The old man seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
At this point, Bai Chen raised the Qingling Sword in his hand and spoke slowly.
"Old man, what happened today was a trick of the younger generation, but you had murderous intentions towards the younger generation before. I can't let you go just now, so I can only apologize!
Please go to hell! "
The sword light flashed in the air.
The old man's head was thrown into the air and fell to the snow. A stream of bright red blood spurted out, dyeing the snow red.
Even though the old man's head was gone, his rickety body still did not fall.
A worthy opponent.
Although I don’t know who the other party is.
But, it's a pity, if the other party didn't have murderous intentions first, maybe they could still become old friends.
Bai Chen withdrew the power of his blood without touching the old man's body. He jumped up and was already behind the old man.
The snow was falling heavily, seeming to bury the entire sky.
Bai Chen looked back, and his eyes were suddenly shocked. The old man's body that was still standing there just now disappeared, and even the blood on the ground was gone.
It's like no one has been here before.
Bai Chen stopped thinking and walked quickly towards the end.
An hour passed, and the sky around me was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.
Bai Chen finally reached the end of the sky, and his pupils suddenly shrank.