Chapter 15 Two paragraphs with one sword

"Rumble!!!"

Between heaven and earth, a loud noise is a wind and thunder, like a huge wave in the sea.

The elder in the white robe carries the power of the supreme sword and blows hard. He is bound to come with the wind under the sword of the ancient Xinghe. Behind him is gusts of wind, thunder and lightning, which must fly, as if he were a god in the world, which is daunting.

Gu Xinghe narrowed his eyes and clenched the Yishui sword in his hand. He also poured all his power into the sword. In the storm, it was like a small boat on the sea, quietly waiting for the blow of the old man in white robe.

Xiao Ziran, who was standing far away, even had an illusion, because he suddenly found that Gu Xinghe, like a duckweed, had a slight smile at the corners of his mouth.

It's not a sneer, but an arrogant and confident smile!

Xiao Ziran suddenly felt inexplicably confused about the huge decision three years ago. Although Gu Xinghe was indeed born low and had a motive to commit the crime, at this time, he was like a lonely sword, arrogant and cold. How could a person like him do that theft?

But according to the diviner's judgment, it must be an extremely important thing. It may be a divine object or a peerless magic power. How can anyone resist that kind of ** in front of such a **?

The thoughts in Xiao Ziran's heart changed in an instant.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

It is more shocking than the thunder in the sky. The sword in the hand of the white robe elder has collided with the sword in the hand of the ancient Xinghe. Countless ancient trees could not withstand this loud noise and have been broken from it.

There are countless mountain and stone hills, which can't withstand this fierce impact at this time.

There is still a strong wind and thunder in the nine heavens, but it seems to be slightly inferior to the scene in the world at this time.

"Boom!!!" Another loud noise.

The two people who fought each other with long swords finally separated, holding long swords in their hands and standing proudly on one side.

The old man in white robe is still in the graceful posture, and the ancient Xinghe also stood as he did before this war.

The two people in the battle suddenly dispersed, and each side did not say anything. They seemed to be looking for opportunities, and seemed to be meditating luck to recover the power that had been consumed.

Xiao Ziran can't tell the difference for a moment. Who will win or lose between the two?

But if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that the white-robed elder at this time, with angry eyes, seems to swallow Gu Xinghe alive, which is a wish.

Although the ancient Xinghe on the other side gradually flowed a trace of blood from the corners of his mouth, there was a look of sarcasm in his eyes, as if he was laughing: the old man in white robe tried his best for one or two hundred years, but he still could not annihilate himself.

The old man in white suddenly inserted the long sword in his hand into the ground, supported his body, and said angrily, "Good boy, your internal strength is not bad. Unexpectedly, I tried my best to kill you, but you are going to die here after all, hahahaha!!!"

Gu Xinghe did not wipe away the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, but said with a smile, "Old white hair, is it really like this? Although I have run out of energy, you must not be much better!"

Xiao Ziran clenched his steel teeth and suddenly used his sword to control people, and suddenly disappeared.

At this time, it was only a few hours after the ancient Xinghe and the white-robed old man collided with a sword.

The old man in white robe slowly opened his eyes and said coldly without any emotion: "You can't conspire!"

After that. Close your eyes and continue to adjust the vitality of your body, and the pale color on your face gradually becomes red.

Gu Xinghe still closed his eyes, and his hand holding the sword was not raised. He only sighed gently in his heart.

......

Ten miles away, the moon is high and the stars are sparse.

A young man in white held a paper fan in his hand. Although it was not cold, he was not in a hurry. He only gently shook the fan in his hand, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and only raised his head gently to look at somewhere in the endless void.

Opposite him, sitting on a middle-aged man in blue, saw a smile on the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "My nephew's nourishing skills are really the best in the world. Today, I am quite knowledgeable!"

But when he saw the prince in white, he put away the paper fan in his hand and said politely, "Let the general laugh!"

These two people are Yi Pian, the prince of Qianqi Kingdom, and Mo Lan, the general of Baihe Military Town!

Mo Lan did not say much on this topic, but said with a sneer, "The little apprentice has returned, nephew, according to your judgment, who will win and who will lose?"

But he saw that the prince just shook his head gently and said with a smile, "I'm not a soothsayer, and I don't have the magic power of uncertain prophets. Naturally, I can't know."

General Mo Lan said gently "Oh" and then said, "In that case, nephew, why don't you and I go and watch it? No matter how powerful the thief is, he can't beat you and the three of us!"

The prince nodded gently, thinking about it.

After that, the two incomparable sword lights suddenly disappeared between the sky.

......

"Hahaha!!! That boy, I have recovered 30% of my internal strength, and you are going to die here today!" The old man in white robe got up and roared proudly.

Gu Xinghe slowly opened his eyes, with an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth, and only heard him say coldly, "I'm afraid not necessarily!"

The hand holding the sword suddenly moved, and countless raindrops burst out. Gu Xinghe held a long sword and stood proudly, as if he had not suffered any damage.

The old man in white robe didn't seem to believe it and muttered, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

But his hand holding the sword is still powerful, his voice is inaudible, and there is no expression on his face.

Suddenly, he thought that two days ago, when the seven of them tracked the boy, the elder with the most profound cultivation once said that if the boy was not strong, there must be a way to quickly restore the vitality. Now it seems that...

I only heard the old man in white robe say angrily, "What if you can quickly recover your vitality? Today, I still want you to die here!"

Gu Xinghe heard "how about the rapid recovery of Yuanli", and his heart was suddenly shocked. He didn't know how his secret was known. When he heard the old man in white robe finish speaking, he said coldly, "In this case, you can look at my move first, the sun and moon in the sword!"

This is his strongest move, which understands the great light of the life wheel of the beast. At this time, although the original power is far less than the time when it is easy to fight against, it has more a kind of momentum of death, although tens of millions of people have been in the past, the power of a sword, and even drives nine days to fly.

The old man in white robe has never seen such a strong sword. He clenched the long sword in his hand, instilled all the power in it, and quietly waited for the shocking blow of the ancient Xinghe.

"Boom!!!" The long sword collided, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

"Ah!" It was the roar of the old man in white robe, but half of the roar broke from it.

Gu Xinghe held the Yishui sword and stood behind him for a few feet. "Bang!" With a loud noise, the old man in white robe with a long sword in his hand, with a sword, exploded in two paragraphs.

The power of a sword is as far as this!