Chapter 864: The Best Sword Sharpening Stone in the World

The mighty sword dragon passed over the sky of the three-foot town. The Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, who was once famous in the world but disappeared for a decade, reappeared in the world. It was not the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal who chose his own sword successor as expected, but the unexpected one who borrowed the sword from the Sword Sect Master.

The sword cultivation lineage has always been unique among countless cultivation schools, not only because the sword cultivation has great killing power, but also because the sword cultivation in this world is the most romantic.

At the highest point of the world's sword cultivation, there may be many great sword immortals who have already climbed here, but when these great sword immortals look up, they will definitely find that there is a person standing on the top of the peak, overlooking the world.

At the highest point, there stands the Sword Sect Master.

This sword cultivator in the world, even the cultivators who are not sword cultivators, is recognized as the first sword cultivator. He has stood alone at the top of the sword cultivation for countless years. He has seen countless so-called genius sword cultivators climb mountains, but they can only climb up and down under him.

Green Pavilion Sword Immortal had been defeated in all twelve sword-challenging contests with the Sword Sect's leader over the years. Although outsiders vaguely knew about this, they had never actually seen the two fight each other. Therefore, after Green Pavilion Sword Immortal made such a grand scene this time, the sword cultivators in the three-foot town did not think about who would inherit the so-called sword art, but jumped up and chased after the sword dragon.

Sword art inheritance is important, but it is also a slim chance. But now, there is a real battle that may be the strongest sword art in the world. Don't watch it?

How can you sleep in the days to come?

Every time I think of missing today's event, I'm afraid I can't wait to give myself two big slaps.

Therefore, the scene here is a bit beautiful. On the sky in front, the old sword immortal stepped on the sword dragon and left in a chic manner, and after the sword dragon, the sword cultivators turned into sword energy to chase.

For a time, about 50% to 60% of the sword cultivators in a small town chose to leave.

Outside the restaurant in the town, on the long street, a couple stood in the crowd. The woman was carrying a long sword on her back, looking at the man in front of her with some anger. It was because the man, who was also a sword cultivator, had only the scabbard of the flying sword behind him at the moment. The flying sword in the scabbard had long been borrowed by the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal.

The woman had a dark face, and even some grievances on her face that could not be concealed, "Xu Bai, do you know how difficult it was to get this flying sword!"

Perhaps the woman was really sad at this moment, so when she spoke, her voice was not concealed, so the surrounding sword cultivators heard it.

Many people had naturally heard of this sword cultivator who was not small in Huanglongzhou, so many eyes were cast here.

Xu Bai may have known that he was in the wrong, or maybe he saw his wife's sad and aggrieved look at the moment, he moved his lips and whispered, "Old senior, borrow the sword, maybe you will return it."

He naturally knew how difficult it was to get the flying sword, and he knew where his wife was sad, but according to his personality, if it happened again, he would probably choose to borrow the sword.

It was not because of the last words of the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal that moved him, but because in the past years, he has always regarded the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal as a sword predecessor he admired. In fact, he has learned a lot from him in his life. He is open-minded, kind-hearted, and can even ignore life and death for justice in his heart.

How can such a Green Pavilion Sword Immortal not be admired?

But if he does this, it is bound to disappoint Jiang Ying, because he, Xu Bai, can live the way he wants, but Jiang Ying's life is only two words, Xu Bai, right?

She hopes that her husband can become a sword immortal and have a place in the sword more than anyone else.

This thought was not because she was proud of Xu Bai after he became a sword fairy, but because she felt from the bottom of her heart that her husband should be like this.

Xu Bai was silent for a while, but still walked forward a few steps, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Ying's hand, and whispered to comfort her, "Madam, the flying sword can be found again, but if I don't lend you the sword today, I, Xu Bai, can't get over it. From now on, no matter how hard I practice sword, I'm afraid it will be impossible to reach that level again."

At this point, Xu Bai changed the subject and whispered, "I naturally know that Madam is wholeheartedly for me, but some things are difficult to solve."

Jiang Ying's eyes were filled with tears, but she was not the kind of unreasonable woman after all. She just said with heartache and regret, "It's hard to find such a good flying sword again."

Xu Bai also nodded. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to find another flying sword that was in tune with his heart and of good grade, but it was still the same as before. If it happened again, he would still choose this way.

If he doesn't choose this way, he is not Xu Bai.

Since he is not Xu Bai anymore, what's the point of becoming a sword immortal?

It's just that Jiang Ying knows these words whether he says them or not, so Xu Bai doesn't need to say them. Saying them will affect the relationship between the two.

He put his arms around his wife and smiled softly, "Without a flying sword, your husband can still become a sword immortal..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice sounded not far away, "Fellow Daoist Xu has great ambitions."

Xu Bai was startled, then looked up and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

A young man in a black shirt came over not far away and smiled, "Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Xu."

Xu Bai quickly let go of Jiang Ying and returned the greeting, "I didn't expect to see Fellow Daoist Chen again here."

Xu Bai was not so stupid after all, and did not point out Chen Chao's identity here.

It was just a coincidence that not far from Xu Bai, the drunk swordsman who had patted Chen Chao on the shoulder in the restaurant before and even scolded him was here. Seeing this scene, he remembered that he had Something happened, and his expression was a little unnatural.

The young man in black shirt was just an ordinary monk, but he happened to get acquainted with Xu Bai, which was not a good thing.

Fortunately, it was just an acquaintance. Anyway, this sword cultivator would not think that this guy was the famous young guardian envoy.

No one should be so unlucky.

Jiang Ying also wiped her tears and saluted Chen Chao respectfully, but did not speak.

Chen Chao nodded in greeting, then came to Xu Bai's side and said with a smile, "The flying sword was borrowed by someone. If you really don't return it, you still feel a little sad, right?"

Xu Bai didn't hide anything, and there was no need. He said bluntly, "Of course, but if Luting Sword Immortal fights against the Sword Sect Master again, I will borrow the sword, and I won't regret it."

Speaking of which, that flying sword was able to get into Xu Bai's hands, thanks to Chen Chao.

Chen Chao said, "Sword cultivation and swords are inseparable, so in the end the old swordsman did not ask for it, but borrowed it. If he really planned to take it without asking, according to the realm of the old swordsman, he could hold it in his hand. There is nothing anyone can do.”

Xu Bai nodded. He deeply agreed with this statement and could not refute it.

"However, this battle is destined to be earth-shattering. Some flying swords will break and some flying swords will disappear. This is all expected. Fellow Daoist Xu must be mentally prepared..."

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and smiled, like a spectator who only knew how to make sarcastic remarks.

A trace of regret and regret flashed in Xu Bai's eyes, but it only passed by briefly.

Chen Chao changed the subject and asked, "Since the swords have all been borrowed, and this is destined to be the most powerful battle in swordsmanship in the world, why doesn't Fellow Daoist Xu go and take a look, instead of just standing there?"

Xu Bai hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.

Jiang Ying glanced at her husband and then said, "Friend Chen, my husband's kendo idol in this life is Luting Sword Immortal. If he doesn't go now, he is afraid of seeing Luting Sword Immortal lose. This is destined to be the last scene of the old Sword Immortal's life." It’s a battle…”

Chen Chao nodded, understanding Xu Bai's mood.

Whether you are practicing swordsmanship, cultivating Taoism, or even practicing swordsmanship, at the beginning, there will definitely be someone in your heart. Maybe it is the person you are chasing in this life, maybe it is someone you admire very much, or maybe it is someone you admire very much. These two people are basically the same person. Such a person is sacred in his heart, so he should not watch the other person lose or be defeated.

Xu Bai was in a complicated mood at the moment, and Chen Chao felt deeply about it.

"Old Sword Immortal probably won't win this battle."

Chen Chao didn't have much hope for the old swordsman because this was the last time he would use his sword in his life.

Xu Bai nodded, exhaled a breath, and said softly, "The master of the Sword Sect is still too tall."

Yes, that is the highest sword peak in the world. As long as he is alive, he will be the highest.

Chen Chao thought for a while and suddenly said, "Actually, I think you still have to go and take a look. The old swordsman may not win this time, but he will definitely draw the sword with no regrets. His style is different and his mood is different. As for whether the Sword Sect leader has always been the highest, let’s not think about it for now.”

Xu Bai turned his head and hesitated.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "No matter what, you have to guard your flying sword. It's not easy to get it, so you just ignore it?"

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Xu Bai thought for a while and finally made up his mind, but then asked, "Do you want to come together, Daoyou Chen?"

Chen Chao nodded, "For such a grand event, even though I am not a swordsman, I still want to see it. Besides, there will be a friend of mine who wants to use the sword later."

Xu Bai was startled.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly rose from the ground. It was like an afterthought that he decided to watch the sword show, but just by looking at the sword light, he knew that this person was a definite swordsman.

Chen Chao thought of something and suddenly said loudly, "Yu Xiyi, do me a favor. Please take a closer look at this flying sword of fellow Daoist Xu, so that you won't be able to find it again."

Xu Bai was stunned for a moment, then at a loss, Yu Xiyi? It's not like he has never heard of this name. The most amazing young swordsman at the moment is also here?

Chen Chao's words were loud and carried far away. Everyone around him could hear them clearly, especially the sword cultivator from before.

His expression became even more wonderful.

Why, is this guy in front of me still friends with that young swordsman?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

What kind of existence is Yu Xiyi, and how can he be friends with this guy?

But what happened next made him even more confused.

Above the sky, where the sword light was, a voice came from afar, "How can I have the time to care about this shit?"

Having said that, Chen Chao knew that the other party took this matter to heart.

Yu Xiyi, although his words are unpleasant, he is still a good person.

Thinking of this, Chen Chao suddenly remembered something again and said with a smile, "Yu Xiyi, do you still remember your loss to me?"

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the sky, and then an angry voice came, "I, Yu Xiyi, am not as good as Chen Chao!"

Chen Chao laughed loudly, this boy was keeping his word.

But immediately, two words floated under the curtain, "That's weird!"

Chen Chao yelled, "Your uncle!"

Xu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The guard's heart was still... sincere.

However, this scene was not so simple in the eyes of many sword cultivators who were watching. The identity of the sword immortal on the sky can almost be confirmed. It was Yu Xiyi.

It is probably difficult to find other sword immortals in the world who are as lively and cheerful as this one.

So since he was joking and playing with the young man in black standing on the ground, and the other party's clothes, his identity is self-evident.

The other sword cultivators subconsciously stepped back a few steps. The sword cultivator who was originally the closest here was now drenched in cold sweat.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans kept dripping from his forehead, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

Damn it, is this really the young guardian?

What about what he did in the restaurant before?

The sword cultivator was disheartened. It was over. This sect was implicated by him. It was estimated that the old dog he raised would die with it.

Just when the sword cultivator's mind was blank, the young warrior over there even turned his head to take a look and asked, "Is it hot?"

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The old man took the sword dragon and rolled up the monstrous sword energy, leaving from the sky above the three-foot town. In an instant, he was already thousands of miles away.

The terrifying sword energy kept tearing the sea of ​​clouds here, and then tore out a road to the sky.

The old man stood on the sword body of the wild grass, which kept trembling, as if dissatisfied.

The old man laughed and scolded in a low voice, "You guy, you have a bad temper. Your sword master is willing to lend you to me, but you are still unwilling? Don't you know that today I will give you another sword as my main sword, which is like giving your sword master a great fortune?"

The old man's heartfelt words were not exaggerated at all, but were very real, so that the wild grass trembled again and then quieted down.

Seeing this, the old man laughed and murmured, "A sword is made every hundred years. I have never used such a good flying sword."

Although at this level, especially at this age, it doesn't matter what the flying sword is, but which sword cultivator, when learning sword in his youth, doesn't want to hold the sharpest sword in the world and become the invincible sword immortal?

The old man thought that since this was the last time he would use the sword in his life, he would do it according to his own wishes.

After half a day, the old man was less than a few hundred miles away from the location of the Sword Sect. When he turned around, he saw that the sword cultivators who followed him had actually been left far behind.

There was only a sword light like dust, which kept getting bigger in the distance.

That was Yu Xiyi.

As a sword immortal, Yu Xiyi's speed of flying a sword must be stronger than many sword cultivators, there is no doubt about this.

The old man raised his eyebrows, this kid is not bad.

Although the Sword Sect was far ahead, the old man had no intention of moving forward. As the only sect in the world that was full of sword cultivators, the Sword Sect had been very mysterious over the years, and almost no outsiders knew where the Sword Sect was.

Although the old man had never regarded himself as a disciple of the Sword Sect, he had stayed there for sixty years after all. If he said that he had no feelings for the Sword Sect, it would be a lie.

Moreover, this last time he drew his sword, it was just a battle with the leader of the Sword Sect, and it was not that troublesome.

The old man hovered in the air, was silent for a moment, and said loudly, "Old man, I have lost to you in twelve sword duels in sixty years. Now I have only one breath left. I will ask you one more sword. Do you dare to take it!"

This sentence was agitated with the mighty sword energy as the basis, and it could be heard in all directions. At this moment, the sword energy was rolling.

Those sword cultivators who had not yet arrived here could also hear this sentence from afar.

As soon as the old man said this, the world became quiet, everything was silent, waiting for someone to respond.

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The sword sect that was suspended in the air was surrounded by sword energy. At this moment, the sword energy was disturbed. Many sword cultivators raised their heads and listened to this, quite shocked.

They all knew about the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal's descent from the mountain. At that time, they felt quite regretful. After all, such a great sword immortal was going to die of old age. But they didn't expect that not long after the old sword immortal went down the mountain, he was still unwilling to challenge his own sect master.

But as the old sword immortal said, he had already lost twelve times. Is this thirteenth sword duel necessary?

Isn't the result the same?

But the other party was a great sword immortal after all. The sword cultivators didn't speak, but some looked at the back mountain, expecting their own sect master's reply.

The sect master has been in seclusion for a long time since his last return.

In the back mountain, in a seemingly ordinary cave, after a long period of silence, footsteps gradually rose. A tall man with long black and white hair came to the door of the cave and looked ahead.

The rolling sea of ​​clouds blocked the view.

"Yang Luting, are you still unwilling to give up?"

After a while, the voice of the Sword Sect leader came out, very calm, and no sharpness could be heard.

The voice was not loud, but it was still clearly transmitted.

"Old man, don't say too much. Do you dare to fight with me again? You have realized nine points of the sword, but you have never been perfect. But I am a dying man, and I have really realized a better sword than yours. Don't you want to see it?"

The old man's voice sounded, and just these words were enough to arouse the interest of the Sword Sect leader.

In today's world, who doesn't know that the Sword Sect leader is obsessed with swordsmanship. In order to realize the strongest sword, this leader has been in seclusion for many years.

The Sword Sect leader stood with his hands behind his back, not in a hurry to speak, but just looked at the sea of ​​clouds quietly, and even stretched out his hand to pull a cloud gas, letting it change shape in his palm.

After half a quarter of an hour, the Sword Sect leader smiled and said, "In the past sixty years, there have been twelve sword duels. In fact, I was very disappointed with you in the end. You shouldn't be like this, but since you took the initiative to mention the thirteenth time today, I will come to see what you have realized and whether it is completely different from the previous twelve times."

As he said this, the Sword Sect leader walked out of the cave and walked slowly in the air. In an instant, he was already in the sea of ​​clouds.

"I, the disciple of the Sword Sect, stop everything and go out of the sect to observe the sword."

The Sword Sect leader walked

in the sea of ​​clouds. Although he was still doubting whether Yang Luting would have that brand new sword in his previous words, his words at this moment actually showed what the Sword Sect leader was thinking.

If he thought that Yang Luting's last sword was no different from the previous ones, why did he ask all the disciples in the sect to watch the swordplay?

After twelve sword duels in a decade, the Sword Sect Master actually had some special feelings for Yang Luting. At least he didn't think it was natural for the other party to use all his strength to strike the sword every time.

He was repaying the life-saving grace, and the Sword Sect Master actually wanted to go to the highest peak of the sword with him.

Unfortunately, in this world, everyone's path is different. It is hard to say whether they can reach the highest point or when they will stop.

The Sword Sect Master left the Sword Sect.

Countless sword cultivators rose from the ground behind him and turned into sword lights and swept away.

Among them, dozens of sword lights were particularly strong.

This scene was actually magnificent.

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Outside the Sword Sect, a hundred miles away, the old man closed his eyes to rest, and a young sword immortal had already arrived here panting. Looking at the sword dragon in front of him, the young sword immortal couldn't help but complain in his heart, why haven't they fought yet?

The old man seemed to have heard the young swordsman's inner words, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, "Silly boy, this last sword of mine must be done with great pomp and circumstance. Besides, the people who watch the swordplay haven't come yet. If I draw my sword now, how can I hear the onlookers shouting "amazing?"

Yu Xiyi looked helpless, "If the last sword of my elder brother ends in a miserable failure, don't you feel ashamed?"

At this moment, he didn't care. He was the elder brother, and he would just call him elder brother.

The old man didn't care, but just said calmly, "By then, I will be dead. If it's embarrassing or something, can anyone still tell me about it every day in front of my grave?"

Yu Xiyi couldn't help laughing, but at the same time patted his chest and promised, "If there is such a bad guy, rest assured, elder brother, I will beat him so hard that his mother can't recognize him."

The old man smiled it off.

The sword light behind him was like rice grains, each full.

A sword energy in front of him crossed the air.

At the same time, countless sword lights came from that side.

Yu Xiyi raised his head and said, "Brother, what a grand ceremony! It seems like there are more than a dozen sword immortals watching the sword here!"

How many sword immortals are there in the world? It's hard to say.

But the only place that can gather more than a dozen sword immortals at the same time is probably the Sword Sect.

The old man laughed, "This old man did a good thing. It's worth it that I have been hit by his sword countless times in this sixty years."

After saying this, the old man who was originally sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds stood up, straightened his back, exhaled a breath of sword energy, put it in his palm, watched carefully, and then smiled and said, "Damn it, I still think this thing is the most beautiful thing in the world."

After saying this, the old man waved his hand directly, and the sword energy in his palm swept forward. At first, it was like a drop of water, and when it swept forward a few feet, it was like a heavy rain.

The sword energy was like rain, covering and pressing away.

Yu Xiyi praised sincerely, "Brother, your swordsmanship is so high that one can't see the end at a glance!"

The old man has stood up and grasped the flying sword. The previous sword energy was just a pioneer, just like the scouts sent out when two armies confronted each other. Now he raised the sword to send out the real army.

Between heaven and earth, the sword energy was fierce.

The old man smiled to himself, "Old man, look at the sword!"

A long river of sword energy rose above the sky. When the old man opened his mouth, it was like a broken dam, with rolling river water rushing forward.

But in fact, it was just flowing sword energy.

The old man has practiced for many years. On weekdays, he can hold back when facing the enemy, but at this moment, since this sword is the last sword in his life, there is really nothing to hide.

So the amount of sword energy at this moment is the real sword of a great sword immortal.

But even as this mighty river of sword energy rushed and spread across the sky, with astonishing power, the belated Sword Sect leader had just appeared, and a sharper sword energy rose between heaven and earth.

If Yang Luting's sword was like spreading a rain curtain, then the Sword Sect leader opposite him, when he drew his sword, was like a reckless and unparalleled flying sword, tearing open the rain curtain without regard for the consequences.

These two people, one was powerful, and the other was simple and direct.

The old man looked at this scene and shook his head and said, "If you don't practice swordsmanship, you will probably be unable to move forward in this life. Do you really not give me any face?"

The Sword Sect leader stood with his hands behind his back, turning a deaf ear to this.

However, although the sword tore the rain curtain was still terrifying, it failed to completely tear apart the sword energy rain curtain in the end.

Finally, the sword energy slowly dissipated, and the old man realized it belatedly and said, "What's the matter, old man, do you really understand the ways of the world?"

The two have fought against each other twelve times, and they have long known what level the other is in. He naturally knows how much strength the Sword Sect master's sword exerted.

The leader of the Sword Sect did not dwell on this matter, but instead said, "Now that I have figured it out, I should take it out quickly to avoid disappointing the juniors."

This time, the master of the Sword Sect almost asked all the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect to come out to observe the sword. It is self-evident what this means.

The old man muttered, "Isn't this the so-called step-by-step approach? I'll give you some strength from the beginning, so I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to it..."

In fact, when I went down the mountain this time, I really couldn't say that I had learned any new swords. It was just that in the small town, my mood changed and the old man rediscovered the high-spiritedness of his youth. Therefore, this last sword may not be considered a new sword. It's new, but it will definitely be the pinnacle sword of his life.

Better than all previous swords.

He let go of the weeds, and the flying sword hovered beside him, buzzing.

The old man laughed and scolded, "Little guy, you were unwilling just now, but now you are reluctant? You are straightforward, but it is a pity. With my sword skills, although it is not difficult for me to comprehend all the skills and reach the end of Wangyou, your sword master, if If he just wants to be such a great swordsman, he can go ahead and learn it, but will he be willing to stop there? "

"No. When I first looked at him, I knew that this kid would be the one who would be at the top of the sword in the future, so he would only take a look at my swordsmanship."

At this point, the old man mocked himself with some sentimentality, "Isn't my swordsmanship really not good enough to be on the stage?"

But at this moment, it was just a matter of talking and laughing. The old man had long made up his mind to leave his knowledge of swordsmanship to those swordsmen who were willing to lend him swords. As for how much they could learn, it all depended on their own abilities.

Otherwise, there's really nothing else that can be done.

"You brat, take a good look at me drawing the sword. I won't believe it. How much of the swordsmanship that I have practiced so hard in my life can't you use in the end?"

The old man suddenly turned his head, and after saying these words, he no longer paid attention to Yu Xiyi, but looked at the master of the Sword Sect over there with a solemn expression.

Then as the old man spoke softly, a flying sword flew out like a rainbow from the stegosaurus behind him.

After a flying sword flew out, a second flying sword followed, and a third flying sword.

All of a sudden, rainbows streaked across the sky.

After that, countless flying swords flew away at the same time, and the entire sky was filled with rainbows drawn by the flying swords, which was extremely spectacular.

Yu Xiyi's eyes widened and he did not dare to look away from these flying swords.

On each flying sword, there is the essence of the old man's lifelong swordsmanship, which can be said to be rare.

Even the leader of the Sword Sect sighed after seeing these flying swords, "It's amazing. In the end, it depends on how many of your seeds will take root and sprout."

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Chen Chao and Xu Bai caught up with the most exciting moment of this sword duel. In fact, based on Xu Bai's sword handling speed, it was impossible for the two to catch up. At first, Chen Chao patiently followed Xu Bai slowly. He rushed this way, but then he couldn't bear it any longer, so he directly lifted Xu Bai up and speeded up.

A martial artist who has forgotten all his worries is trying his best to go somewhere. Except for other monks in the same realm, I'm afraid no one can catch up.

Stopping at this moment, Xu Bai rubbed his face that was a little sore from the blow, but the next moment, he didn't care to rub his face, but concentrated on the battle in front of him.

Chen Chao, a layman who came here to observe swordsmanship, could really understand some of the mysterious techniques of swordsmanship. In fact, it was not very practical.

In fact, it's just that his realm is here, and through the flow of some sword energy, you can still see something by observing the methods of both parties.

As time went by, more people came after them, and then the sword cultivators came here one after another. Seeing such a magnificent scene, they kept exclaiming.

"I never thought that one day my flying sword would be able to fight against the master of the Sword Sect. Rounding things off, doesn't it mean that I have also fought against the master of the Sword Sect?"

"That's right, that's exactly what it is. You must remember this matter carefully and tell it to future generations!"

"Then, fellow Taoist, can we testify to each other? Only by mentioning this matter in the future will it appear credible!"

"Okay, okay, in Xiajiang Zhongxin, from..."

For a moment, there was a lot of noise here, and there were all kinds of sounds.

Some contents are even more ridiculous.

Over there, Xu Bai was able to regain his consciousness at this moment. With his realm and vision, he could only see this part of the sword fight. Going forward, it would actually not be easy.

After all, these two are both the top masters of swordsmanship in the world, and the mystery of swordsmanship is definitely not something that an ordinary swordsman who has not yet set foot in the realm of Wangyou can understand.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Did Fellow Daoist Xu gain something?"

Xu Bai smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not say it at the moment, but there are some things that seem to be in my mind."

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Then next time I meet fellow Taoist Xu, I'm afraid I'll have to call him Xu Jianxian."

Xu Bai waved his hands and said, "Even if you become a sword immortal, you will still be the light of a firefly in front of the guardian envoy. How can you dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Chen Chao was startled. After hearing this, he glanced at Xu Bai in front of him strangely. How could this guy be so flattering?

Xu Bai hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I haven't had time to thank the guardian envoy for what happened before."

Chen Chao naturally knew what the other party was talking about, but he didn't care too much. He just waved his hand and said, "Opportunities are not something that others can help with."

Xu Bai shook his head and said, "No matter what, I will accept the favor of the garrison commander. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely report it."

After listening to this, Chen Chao half-jokingly said, "Don't report it to me. If one day, my Daliang can't stop those monsters in the north, I hope that when the monsters go south, I can see Fellow Daoist Xu going north."

Xu Bai was stunned, but soon nodded and said, "Of course, I practice swordsmanship for myself on weekdays. I don't get involved in worldly affairs because I think they are not important compared to practice. But if one day, the monsters go south and the disaster spreads to the nine states of Daliang, I will definitely go north with a sword."

Chen Chao listened to this with a smile on his face, but after Xu Bai finished speaking, he seemed to say something earnestly, "In fact, it would be better if Fellow Daoist Xu could come earlier."

This made Xu Bai confused and he didn't know how to respond.

I really haven't thought it through. What does "early" mean? Does it mean that I can break through the realm earlier and become a real sword fairy?

Chen Chao stopped talking at the right time. He knew that some words were too much, just like that man, wouldn't he leave a bad impression on him?

In fact, before leaving the town, Chen Chao deliberately waited for some time, but he didn't see the man come to find him. If he thought about it carefully, he could figure out a lot of things.

I'm afraid that the man has already determined in his heart that he, Chen Chao, is a person with deep thoughts and cannot be deeply befriended.

After this kind of misunderstanding occurs, if no one party takes the initiative to verify it, it is estimated that the misunderstanding will become deeper and deeper.

Chen Chao sighed and found a time to take the initiative to find the warrior.

There are still too few strong men in Daliang now.

Even if you can't trick the warrior over, at least you should maintain a good relationship, right?

Just like Xu Bai and others, maybe they can't be of any use at ordinary times, but at least they can still help in times of crisis.

It is actually very good to have a group of such friends.

Chen Chao was thinking about this, and the battle over there was about to reach the final moment.

The old sword immortal smashed all the borrowed swords, and the momentum was naturally magnificent, but what was intriguing was actually the Sword Sect Master. He could have cut off many flying swords, but he seemed unwilling to do so, so at this time, none of those flying swords were broken.

All intact.

At this time, many sword cultivators had a lot of good feelings for the Sword Sect Master, and they all thought that the Sword Sect Master was still a person who cherished swords, but only Chen Chao vaguely understood that the Sword Sect Master didn't care what these ordinary sword cultivators thought, and what he did was just because he had a friendship with the old sword immortal Yang Luting for sixty years.

Perhaps after treating the other party as a friend, he was unwilling to erase the other party's last wish casually.

Instead, he really took it to heart.

But even so, it is unrealistic to say that the Sword Sect Master will let the old sword immortal win this time.

In the sword fight, there is no such thing as giving up the sword.

This is the greatest respect for a sword cultivator.

Since he doesn't give up the sword, the old man really has no chance of winning.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

The old man was panting, and all his sword energy was wasted, like an old man who knew that he was not far from death, so he didn't intend to leave any money.

After the last flying sword flew out, there were actually many flying swords that were hit by the Sword Sect Master's wave and nailed to various places around.

However, on each flying sword, the old man left a tiny bit of sword energy, and the Sword Sect Master did not choose to break it.

The old man saw it, but he didn't point it out.

Finally, the exhausted old man looked at the Sword Sect Master over there and whispered, "Old man, you really figured out the sword? But since you have such a sword, why don't you show it to me?"

The Sword Sect Master said calmly, "Once this sword comes out, you can't stop it, and you shouldn't see it."

The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and cursed in a low voice, "You are still so conceited."

The Sword Sect Master didn't care, but just said calmly, "Your current sword is actually equivalent to mine sixty years ago. If I had known that you had this kind of energy, I should have held back when I attacked you with the sword, and watched you for another sixty years."

The old man opened his mouth and just spit out the word "get out".

The Sword Sect Master didn't care and asked, "What other wishes do you have?"

For a person like him, who is devoted to the sword, it is really difficult for him to have such a soft side.

The old man shook his head, not wanting to bother with the old man, but stretched out his hand, and the flying sword grass came to him. The old man patted the grass, then looked at Yu Xiyi over there, "It's your turn."

The Sword Sect Master frowned slightly.

The old man, who was already exhausted, looked up and smiled, "Your luck is a bit bad, the sword stone you chose has taken a step forward, and now it is truly above the level of forgetfulness. The sword art is unprecedented in ancient and modern times!"

The grass flew over and fell into Yu Xiyi's hands.

The young sword immortal laughed in high spirits, "It would be better if it were so. Anyway, no one in the world has a better sword stone than this junior!"

"Brother, it doesn't matter if you lose today. Wait a few years, and this junior will definitely beat him and avenge you!"

Yu Xiyi laughed loudly, so high-spirited that people who didn't know would think that his sword art was far higher than that of the Sword Sect Master here.

The old man sneered and said, "Whatever you say, I can't see it anyway."

……

……

The Sword Sect Master, who had been silent all this time, finally understood the whole story at this moment. He glanced at Yu Xiyi. The Sword Sect Master, who had come out of retreat, would naturally not turn around and leave to spoil the fun. However, it was not so easy for him, the number one swordsman in the world, to be willing to be Yu Xiyi's sword grindstone.

"Yu Xiyi, since you think so, I can fulfill your wish, but I have to tell you in advance that I will suppress my realm to the Forget Worry Realm, but I will not hold back. Before you break through the realm, this sword duel is not just about winning or losing."

In other words, the Sword Sect Master meant that since you, Yu Xiyi, want to use me as a sword grindstone, I can accept it, but it is impossible for me to simply feed the sword.

When I draw my sword later, I will go for killing.

If you, Yu Xiyi, can't hold on, you can't blame others.

Yu Xiyi smiled casually and didn't care. Then he said loudly and seriously, "Yu Xiyi, a disciple of the Sword Sect, asks the Sect Master for a sword today!"

This sentence shook the sky, and everyone heard it clearly.

"Ten thousand words"