Chapter 254

Whether his speed is fast or slow, the shadow stays in that position, which is particularly relaxed.

Xi wangsun's face was even paler.

He looked to the back and found it empty and empty.

The man was up there.

Xi wangsun didn't look up.

He suddenly changed his direction and flew to the lower part of the empty realm, hoping to enter the cloud before the other party shot.

The shadow did not change and still followed him on the surface of white clouds.

Seeing that he was about to leave the virtual environment, the slightly flowing clouds were close in front of him, and the Western Wang sun seemed to see hope.

He soon found that the so-called hope was nothing but vanity.

The shadow on the white cloud suddenly extended into a slender shape, like a sword.

The sword formed by the shadow left the surface of the clouds and rolled towards the body of the West Wang sun, like the flame of the soul fire in the underworld, and like the tongue of a tortoise.

Sun LiXiao, the Western King, regardless of his injury, forced all the real yuan out of his body, accelerated his speed and wanted to escape from Shengtian.

But where is there anything faster than shadow in heaven and earth?

Just give the child an oil lamp, he can leave a shadow on the far wall with his fingers, and then let the shadow move faster than Jingyang immortal's sword.

The shadow of the sword fell on Xi wangsun, and then rolled him in like a real rope and lifted him in the sky.

Knowing that there was a big gap with the other side, Xi wangsun gave up resistance and looked at the sky.

There is no color in the sky above the virtual environment, such as transparent glass, which reflects the sun and is extremely bright.

There is a shadow in the bright world.

Even if the background is a vast sky.

The figure still looked very tall.

Looking at the figure, the last touch of the will of the Western king sun melted the ice and snow, and said each other's name like a groan.

"Liu ci..."

Then there was a self mockery and bitter smile on his face.

No injustice.

No injustice.

There's nothing against it.

Two big things in the world shot one after another.

Who dares to disagree?

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Tianshou mountain.

The storm stopped at the beginning.

Pei Yuan has quietly returned to the cave, ready to take out the treasure hidden for many years and leave.

He thought he was the leader of the punishment hall and his brother. Who dares to stop me?

Swords suddenly sounded among the mountains and summoned all the disciples to discuss in front of the hall.

Pei Yuan's expression changed slightly. He wanted to ignore it, but he felt the mountain gate array that had obviously killed him, and he hesitated.

Finally, he didn't dare to break through the mountain gate, gritted his teeth, hid the treasure in the depths of the cave again, and Yujian returned to the square in front of the hall.

The disciples of wuenmen are very excited. Even if they are wet, they are still talking about the previous picture.

The hall door opened slowly, and Pei Baifa appeared.

The people knelt down on one knee and saluted loudly: "see the door Lord!"

Pei Baifa walked slowly through the thirteen stone steps.

The crane reliefs between the stone steps are more lifelike after being washed by the rain.

His body was surrounded by the sword.

His footsteps fell and the ground cracked.

The meaning of the sword gradually converged.

It's quiet in front of the hall.

Without waiting for the disciples to ask questions, Pei Baifa said indifferently, "I'm going to kill Xi wangsun."

Everyone knew that he was a big man of Xihai sword sect. It was said that he was a younger martial brother from Jianxi. He was surprised and worried when he was excited.

The previous sword of the sect leader is indeed the supreme power to pass through the heaven, but you have just left the pass and are going to fight the Xihai sword sect?

When they think about this, naturally, they are not afraid of war with the West Sea, but they are worried about the body of the sect leader.

After the first world war with the sword God, the door Lord's eyes could no longer see things.

The outside world has never known this, but they know it very well.

The elder was uncertain and asked, "the West thief is dead?"

Pei Baifa didn't answer the question and said, "go to the White Deer academy and burn it there."

He still didn't tell everyone that Yuntai of Xihai sword sect was the general altar of Bu Laolin.

Pei Yuan finally couldn't help it and asked, "what's the matter?"

Pei Baifa looked at him in the crowd and said, "what do you say?"

Knowing that he can't see himself, Pei Yuan feels a little strange.

"In those days, someone told me that people close to heaven are virtuous, trustworthy, and blind. It's OK to see them."

Pei Baifa said, "I believed his words, went to the White Deer academy, and then I became blind. What's the problem with burning it now?"

Because of the past, he wants to burn down the White Deer academy today. What will happen to that man?

Pei Baifa's words were only half said, and Peiyuan ran away outside the valley. Suddenly, a stream of blood burst out. His right leg fell neatly from his knee, like being cut off by a sword. Pei Bai looked at him in the distance with expressionless hair and pale eyes. Pei Yuan cried out in pain, got up from the ground and jumped forward with his left foot. The picture looked funny, but it was more terrible. Then his left foot broke at the ankle level. Pei Yuan can't go any more. He can't even jump. He sat in a pool of blood, crying in despair“ I never thought my brother would betray himself, even if you have always been such a stupid and absurd thing. " Pei Baifa looked at him without expression and said, "it turns out that I was blind for many years before I was really blind." The little sword flew back from behind the cliff, and its bright body reflected the picture between the cliffs. Green trees covered with dust, mottled blood, pale face, more and more cracks in long clothes. Liu shisui knelt in front of the old scholar, looking very sad. The sword destroyed all vitality. He likes this elder very much because he has been helped a lot and has been together for a long time. But the old scholar never told his story. Even today, Liu was ten years old and didn't know his surname was Yan“ If you have any last wishes, please tell me. As long as I'm alive, I'll help you do it. " He looked at the old scholar and said. The old scholar shook his head. Liu was a little worried at the age of ten and said, "you're dying. Why don't you say it?" The old scholar didn't answer this question and said, "someone will know after I die, and then come here to check. You should leave as soon as possible, otherwise there will be danger." Liu was ten years old and didn't understand what he meant“ I'll give you this pen. " The old scholar handed Guan Cheng's pen to him and said with emotion, "don't show up until the storm has completely stopped. The world is too chaotic." Guancheng pen is a treasure of Maozhai. He casually gave Liu ten years old. Liu took it solemnly at the age of ten. The old scholar asked, "the last thing I want to know is that before we left here that year, you went to the woods to pee. Did you go to hide chuzi sword?" Liu shisui said, "yes."“ Interesting. I hope xiwangsun doesn't feel dirty. " The old scholar smiled and said, "I have another word. People are dying, and they have a lot to say." Liu cried at the age of ten and said, "I have a lot to say."“ You have demon fire and congenital body heat, so don't be too enthusiastic in doing things in the future. It's easy to burn yourself. " The old scholar looked at him very seriously and said, "even if you can't burn to death, your heart is too hot. Just like me now." He opened the fan and began to fan. The wind fell on him, scattered his clothes and body, and flew up like ash. He gradually disappeared. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.