Chapter 10 Hate Breaking the Sky

He Xiaozhuo and Mei Xinyan once again bowed deeply to the simple cave, then took a few deep glances and printed the surrounding scenery into their minds. They were ready to thank this master again one day, so they reluctantly said goodbye to the mysterious place and stepped on the journey out of the mountain.

But now I found that it was easy to get out of the mountain. After a few days of hasty rushing, I couldn't find the way to come. Moreover, this is a rare deep mountain, and there is no way to find it. As I walked, I found that I was lost in the mountains.

"Xiaomei, why is the mountain road here so difficult to walk? Have you ever been lost before? He Xiaozhuo is very confused. It's okay for him to get lost. How can Mei Xinyan get lost?

"This is the first time I'm lost." Mei Xinyan said bitterly that she had floated into the sky several times, but looking around, there was no way out except for the continuous mountains? Maybe it was because she came in in a hurry, or because she was in a coma for too long that she was also lost, and Mei Xinyan was also confused.

"It seems that we can only move forward." He Xiaozhuo also sighed. Fortunately, there were wild fruits everywhere in this mountain, which was enough to satisfy his hunger. At night, he found a stone that was hot in the sun during the day, and with Xuangong protection, it was not a problem to sleep. At first, he was worried about whether the fool would eat this kind of wandering in the mountains and fields, but when he saw the fool, he was even more leisurely. He ate whenever he wanted to eat and sleep when he wanted to sleep, and slept soundly. He was alive every day, so he dispelled this worry. As for Mei Xinyan, he didn't have to worry about this layer. So now the most worrying thing is how to get out of this boundless deep mountains and forests. Unconsciously, I have been lost here for many days. If I hadn't met the person in front of me, I might have turned around so endlessly.

In the depths of the ancient woods, old trees and stones, clear springs and sand. He Xiaozhuo and others walked along the stream through the old forest, just in the middle of the stream, standing there quietly, where did they stand? Standing on the stream. This is the scene when He Xiaozhuo opened his eyes again to be sure that he was right. It was indeed a person's back, standing on the stream. That is to say, his feet are not stepping on the stream, let alone on the stones in the stream, but standing on the stream. His feet are not so much on the water, as his feet are still a millimeter away from the water.

He Xiaozhuo stopped and looked at this person in surprise. The blue trousers of coarse cloth, a snowy white hair neatly spread over the shoulders and back, and the blue legs of the trousers are wrapped in white, which is clean and neat. A pair of earthy cloth shoes stepped on the surface of the water, but there was no trace of being wet by the stream.

"Have you seen that dead old man?" The man still turned his back to He Xiaozhuo, and his voice was not high but very depressing. He Xiaozhuo could feel the pressure.

"Senior, who do you mean?" He Xiaozhuo knew that what he asked must refer to Mei Xinyan's lifesaver. He had not seen anyone else after walking for nearly half a month, so the "dead old man" he asked didn't mean who saved Mei Xinyan? But I was still very unhappy that this person opened his mouth and called Mei Xinyan's benefactor a "dead old man". However, seeing this man standing on the water with white hair, he must have been a long-term cultivation man, which suppressed his dissatisfaction and shouted "senior".

"The dead old man I'm talking about is, of course the old man! Have you met anyone else in this deep mountain forest? The man asked coldly.

"I haven't encountered it. But that man is not a dead old man." He Xiaozhuo said stubbornly. Although judging from the man's ability to stand on the water, it is absolutely not possible for ordinary cultivation, he still can't tolerate his insult to his benefactor.

"I said he was a dead old man, and he was a dead old man." The man slowly turned around, as if to take a look at the child who dared to hit him.

He Xiaozhuo saw that it was a young and delicate white face, which was very different from the snow-white hair. There were no wrinkles on his face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, and three dark beards around his snow-white teeth. He Xiaozhuo couldn't help but be even more surprised. If it weren't for the white hair and this black beard, the man would be about 20 years old at most. It's appropriate to call him brother, but this white hair and these three long beards are really difficult to call. In fact, there is no need to call him. Since he is disrespectful to Mei Xinyan's great benefactor, he doesn't have to respect him.

"You are the dead old man!" He Xiaozhuo blurted out.

"Xiao Zhuo!" Mei Xinyan was eager to stop He Xiaozhuo, but it was too late. She has felt that the person in front of her is by no means an idle person. He Xiaozhuo's words must attract the dissatisfaction of the other party.

The person opposite looked stunned, but it was fleeting.

"What did you say about me?"

"You are the dead old man!" He Xiaozhuo answered loudly without fear.

"What are you talking about? Say it again." The man threatened coldly.

"You are the dead old man! Dead old man! Damn old man!" He Xiaozhuo shouted in a row of anger.

"Hahahaha..." The man suddenly laughed loudly, "I hate to practice for 72 years, and today is the first time I heard someone scolding me, hahaha... cool! It's really cool! Hahaha..."

He Xiaozhuo was surprised. Are there really people who like to scold in the world? Or is there something wrong with this person? If he hadn't practiced for more than 700 years and was stupid, why would he be happy instead of scolding him? But anyway, after 712 years of practice, it is indeed a terrible number.

"Xiaozhuo, you have caused trouble. Hate the sky is definitely a murderous demon. He has always been alone and has no sect, but he relies on his own wisdom to practice to the realm of soaring, but after four ascension, he has been defeated by divine punishment, and he can also escape from all the heavenly punishments. Even if your master comes, he will be in awe. It's three points. After four divine punishments, his temperament changed greatly. From then on, he hated the sky and began to do whatever he wanted, across the world, as he wanted, fight if he wanted, and kill if he wanted to kill. No one can stop him. Mei Xiaozhuo whispered to He Xiaozhuo about the origin of hatred.

So that's it. I didn't expect that there was such a big reason to hate the sky. No wonder he could call Mei Xinyan's benefactor a "dead old man".

After a long laugh, the hatred suddenly stopped laughing,

"You little doll, you are the first person who dares to scold and hate the sky, so you must die. But today, you make hate breaking the sky very happy, and hate breaking the sky must reward you. It's a little difficult." Hate Potian deliberately closed his eyes and thought deeply for a while, and then clapped his eyes and shouted, "In order to reward you, I will teach you a set of swordsmanship. After you learn the swordsmanship, I will kill you, so that we don't owe each other. Do you think it's fair?"

What is this theory? Perhaps only demons like him can come up with such a bad idea and be complacent. Obviously, he has to play such a flower to live. Even Mei Xinyan was angry when she heard it.

He Xiaozhuo is even more angry. Since he is a devil, there is nothing to say.

"Whoever cares about your broken swordsmanship, if you want to kill it, come! I don't need you to teach me."

"Do you dare to contradict you, little doll? Let me tell you, what I hate has said has not been done!"

"I don't care whether you hate breaking the sky or the earth. If you die, I will never learn your swordsmanship."

"Then it's up to you." As soon as the voice of hate fell, his palm suddenly came out and directly grabbed the fool beside He Xiaozhuo. But his body still stayed in place, but his right arm suddenly grew out.

He Xiaozhuo was furious, and the Sword of the Three Emperors immediately sent out and cut off the long arm of the Three Emperors' Sword. Seeing that the arc light of the Three Emperors Sword was about to cut the wrists of the Heaven. Unexpectedly, the big hand stretched out by the day before the King suddenly stopped, turned up and caught the fatal blow of the Three Emperor's Sword. The arc of the Sword of the Three Emperors Sword was grasped by him. In the middle, he slowly simmered a bend, and the tip of the sword pointed to He Xiaozhuo.

Seeing this scene, Mei Xinyan suddenly lit up and was about to fly out to help, but found that a force had quietly waited around her. As soon as she moved, she was firmly imprisoned by this force.

"Little doll, this trick can't be used like this. You have to stab here." After saying that, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the arc light suddenly bounced out and went straight to the heart of the hateful sky. The hatred of the sky was not panicked. It flashed gently, and the arc light slid past his chest. This move is called straight through the sky." Hate to explain slowly, "Next, let's see if the other party will hide like this. At this time, you have to follow up with your body, bend your arms to collect the sword, and chase the other party's chest with your elbow to dodge sideways. This move is called chasing the bottom. The other party will definitely simmer on the ground. At this time, your sword will just turn around and sweep. When your sword arrives, it will be the moment when the other party will get up, and it will be difficult to avoid your move..."

He Xiaozhuo tried his best to draw back the sword of the three emperors, but the sword of the three emperors was firmly clamped in the hands of the hatred of the sky. An invisible force passed through the sword body and firmly controlled He Xiaozhuo's sword formula, so that He Xiaozhuo could not stop. He could only be led by hatred and made various actions to hate the sky, making He Xiaozhuo unable to do anything. However, if you want to enter, you can't stop.

Indeed, with He Xiaozhuo's current skills, he can only be at the mercy of hatred and has no resistance.

After half an hour, Hate broke the sky and finally took He Xiaozhuo's three imperial swords to finish the swordsmanship he wanted to teach He Xiaozhuo. Then he let go and stood on Qingxi again.

"Little doll, show me how much I remember."

He Xiaozhuo turned his face away angrily and couldn't beat him, which really annoyed him.

"Little doll, hurry up. Demonstrate it immediately. I think if you have learned to kill you.

There is no such bullying. He Xiaozhuo could no longer stand the anger in his heart. The three emperors' sword concentrated on the strength of his whole body and rushed straight to the hatred.

"Devil, I'll fight with you!"