A cold wind blew by and the suspension bridge swayed with the wind.
However, the young man standing on the bridge stood as steady as a clock and did not move.
This man is Huang Ming, who used to be the fighting power ceiling of ten thousand sword God Zongtian generation.
It was he who defeated Lin Yi ten years ago.
It can be said that it is the first talent cultivated by wanjian Shenzong in nearly ten thousand years!
……
"Boss, his accomplishments are only fifty-seven celestial realms. Let me slap him in the face
Xiao Liu is eager to have a try.
Now it also has the cultivation of 68 celestial realms, plus the extremely strange speed and explosive power of the white tiger holy thunder. Under the same realm, it can kill its opponents, let alone those who are lower than itself.
But Bai Chen shook his head.
Because he found that the man in front of him didn't seem to like killing.
Although his face looked cold, his eyes were lazy and helpless.
Moreover, he is an intruder and the other party is a man from wanchaoge.
It's reasonable to say that the enemy should hurt the killer when they meet, but this guy advised himself to leave here as soon as possible.
"I'm sorry, I don't want the opportunity you call it." Bai Chen calmly a smile, unexpectedly is to walk on the suspension bridge, walk lightly, calm appearance, as if don't put him in the eye at all.
Looking at the man walking step by step, Huang Ming also found the man in front of him, which seemed different from the previous invaders, and immediately grasped the sword around his waist.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps
The leisurely suspension bridge is still swaying in the cold wind.
The distance between Bai Chen and Huang Ming is getting closer and closer.
When they were less than 20 meters apart, Huang Ming suddenly pointed his foot, and his figure immediately took off. He turned his sword and swept it through the air.
A blaring sword air, as if surrounded by some strange gravel, suddenly flashed!
Is it a native spirit
The white Chen corner of the mouth a hook, even didn't raise a head, all is in that sword Qi attack of time, with a wave.
Bang!
When he passed by his hand, the seemingly ferocious sword Qi suddenly burst into gravel all over the sky.
At the same time, Huang Ming began to print rapidly.
Under the dazzling fingerprints, the gravel scattered around Baichen also began to emit an abnormal wave.
"What about me..."
Suddenly, Bai Chen's figure flashed and broke through the gravel. Then he appeared behind Huang Ming in horror: "in fact, I also want to give you a chance, but if I don't beat you here, I'm afraid Zhuge Canglong will have doubts about you, so..."
Bai Chen finished saying the words that should say, casually a finger, lightly point on Huang Ming's shoulder.
At this moment, Huang Ming's eyes suddenly sank. With a whoosh, he directly broke the suspension bridge and fell into the stream.
The sole of one's foot stands in the air, white Chen light glanced at the yellow hair that falls down the mountain stream, helplessly shook his head, continued to fly forward.
Huang Ming, on the other hand, lies in the rubble with a face of horror, deeply impressed by the pressure of Bai Chen.
……
When you come to duiya, it's not as broad as the main peak.
A purple bamboo forest, take a panoramic view, and in the depths of the purple bamboo forest, there is a thatched cottage, standing out like a rooster, showing that the owner who lives there is different.
Bai Chen goes all the way along the purple bamboo forest. After defeating Huang Ming, no one will stop him. It can be seen that this is the place of Qingxiu where no one will disturb him.
There it is!
Bai Chen's figure flashed, shuttled through the bamboo forest in an instant, and then fell on the thatched cottage.
He glanced at the old man sitting in the courtyard. Bai Chen touched his nose without any trace and said with a faint smile: "Ye Zhiyun, you call yourself the master of kendo. You not only taught a demon master yourself, but now you are in Wanchao Pavilion and become Poseidon's eagle dog. You do harm to the world! Do you deserve to call yourself a great master? "
“……”
Ye Zhiyun heard this, his old face was obviously moved.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the figure standing on the grass house. He could not help frowning: "who are you?"
As soon as he asked this question, he found that although the man looked very young, his deep eyes were full of arrogance.
At this moment, ye Zhiyun's heart was inexplicably cold.
!!
His inexplicable performance, let him very surprised, and then raised his head again, carefully looked at the white Chen.
With only one look, ye Zhiyun can be suppressed. This kind of existence has to make him afraid.
"Ye Zhiyun, the Zhuge family has been broken down by me, and Emperor Chen is dead. As for whether I should kill you next, it's up to you to choose."Bai Chen's fingerprints moved, and the black ancient sword appeared in his hands.
Black ancient sword
Wind sword?!
"You are the evil emperor Bai Chen!"
Seeing the sword, ye Zhiyun finally recognized Bai Chen's identity, and immediately clenched his hands. Under the angry evil spirit, the energy fluctuation of the 66 celestial realm burst out.
"What do you mean?"
Bai Chen frowned.
Is this a fight?
"Don't you need to say that when you killed my beloved grandson, how could I spare you!"
Ye Zhiyun suddenly burst out into a thunderous roar, and his vast breath broke through the sky. At the same time, he also wrapped the whole field of wanjian Shenzong in it.
……
For a moment, the whole wanjian Shenzong became nervous.
The figure of countless elders began to fly to this side.
Especially the strongest breath, also began to move.
"You're really a toaster, not a penalty!"
The white Chen suddenly sighed a tone, the sole of the foot a step void, a thin fog diffuses from the foot but rises.
All of a sudden, the world changed color.
See a blood light Wu ran from the neck of the leaf cloud to fly, wait for him to feel Bai Chen's breath again, Bai Chen already appeared behind him.
"Well
At the moment when Bai Chen's foot falls to the ground, ye Zhiyun's sword palm suddenly trembles.
With a clatter, the rare sword fell directly to the ground.
And ye Zhiyun's eyes, which gradually congested, were staring at the sunset in the sky, and then fell into a pool of blood in front of a large number of strong people.
"Elder --"
Huang Ming is shocked, and even though Bai Chen is beside Ye Zhiyun's body, he rushes here.
But in the moment when he rushed out, a rickety figure came out of the void and stopped the angry Huang Ming.
"Vice Pavilion Lord..."
Seeing the comer, Huang Ming wiped away the tears from his eyes. For the first time in ten years, he decided to completely rely on the power of Wanchao Pavilion, and yelled at Bai Chen: "he killed the elder, and his subordinates implore the Deputy Pavilion leader to cut off his head and avenge the elder!"