Chapter 524: Hiding the Sword for Decades, One Sword Becomes Eight!

"Yu'er, you gave me this sword back then."

"I know you don't like killing people and don't like blood, so Qianhan hid the sword for you for decades, but now Qianhan has a blood feud with his master, and this sword can no longer be hidden!"

Looking at the Bingpo long sword in his hand, the white-haired young man was tender and affectionate, and his gentle eyes seemed to be looking at a first lover who had not seen him for a long time.

"Yu'er, I wanted to come to find you earlier, but now my master has been destroyed and my junior sister is in prison. Although Qianhan is unfilial, there are some things Qianhan has to do."

"But don't worry, I will come to find you, at the latest in a month, and the earliest may be in the Ming Dynasty!"

The next moment.

The Bingpo long sword in the white-haired young man's hand emitted a dazzling cold light, and then split into eight sword lights. The eight sword lights seemed to be as transparent as eight thin cicada wings, but with their own momentum, swallowing and spitting out endless cold light.

In an instant.

The whole sky was covered by the rustling sword shadows!

"This... This is the Sword Forging Pavilion's One Sword into Five!"

The green-clothed old man's face was filled with deep horror: "You... You actually comprehended it to the point of one sword into eight!"

"Run, run!"

He could no longer care about anything, leaving a word and thinking about flying away, but his heart was extremely horrified. One sword into five, the masters of the Sword Forging Pavilion of all generations have exhausted their entire lives and have not been able to practice them all.

But the traitor Shi Qianhan not only practiced all of them, but even comprehended the last three swords by himself. It is really terrifying. Such a person is a genius who can suppress a peak even if he is placed in the Sword Sect!

The other four old men are not much better.

It's like seeing a ghost.

Shi Qianhan made a move!

He raised his arms and pointed at the five green-clothed old men who had jumped out dozens of feet away. The eight sword lights hovering around him broke through the air like lightning.

Feeling the chill coming from behind, the old man in green blurted out: "You can't kill me, I..."

"Puff!"

Before he finished speaking, a sword light penetrated from the back of his head and shot out from his mouth.

"Bang!"

As his body fell heavily into the sea, four more bodies fell into the sea one after another. In the blink of an eye, the sea water where they fell was dyed red, and it would never go away.

Ye Chen's eyes froze.

Sword control technique!

He actually saw a trace of sword control technique from the white-haired young man's performance, which is rare on Earth!

"Swish!"

Eight sword lights returned one after another, and finally condensed into a long sword of ice soul. The white-haired young man raised his hand and waved it to receive it.

"Puff!"

A trace of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xixi burst into tears: "Uncle, are you okay?"

The white-haired young man looked at Ye Chen: "I've been waiting for you all the way. I thought we would fight because of Xixi's matter, but now it's unnecessary!"

"Why?" Ye Chen frowned slightly.

Before this, he was also prepared to fight with the other party and then take Xixi back. Although the other party was strong, he was not afraid at all.

"Cough... cough..."

"I have to do something, Xixi will be in your hands for the time being!"

He coughed violently a few times again, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became thicker: "I will come back to pick up Xixi in a month at most, or I may never come back!"

"If that's the case, Xixi is in your hands!"

Ye Chen hesitated, but finally flicked his finger, and a Huiyuan Dan shot towards him: "You forced the sword to trigger the hidden injury in your early years. Taking this medicine can help you recover from the injury!"

"No need!"

The white-haired young man flatly refused: "I, Shi Qianhan, owe too many favors in my life. Besides, you and I are not relatives or friends. When we meet again in the future, it is still unknown whether we will be friends or enemies!"

"If you are an enemy, I will still draw my sword against you!"

"If you are a friend, you and I will drink again!"

After saying that, he turned around and flew away.

Xixi cried with tears in her eyes: "Uncle, please don't leave, okay? Go with Xixi to big brother's house, big brother will find a doctor for you, and you promised to take Xixi to see Grandpa Sun."

She felt it vaguely.

Uncle might die if he went!

The white-haired young man paused and looked back at Ye Chen: "Ye Nankuang, Xixi's identity is not ordinary. Even you, the number one man in China, may not be able to protect him. If you can't protect him..."

He had already jumped a hundred meters away.

"If you can't protect him, go find a madman named Sun. He is the only one in the world who can protect Xixi!"

"Friend!"

Ye Chen suddenly said: "Ye also asks you for a favor. When you go, please find an old friend for me. This person's name is Ye Wushuang, but he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is as upright as you in white clothes and walks with a sword on his back!"

When his voice fell.

The figure of the white-haired young man was no longer seen in the distance.

Ye Chen could only stare at the sky in a trance, muttering to himself: "Wushuang, Wushuang, where are you?"

After Wushuang's sword was broken and he died, he was taken away by an old beggar. Before he left, the beggar told Lin Tai that if Ye Chen wanted to find Wushuang in the future, he should go to the Sword Forging Pavilion.

He didn't find the Sword Forging Pavilion, but now he heard the news that the Sword Forging Pavilion was destroyed. What will be the fate of Wushuang!

He suddenly envied the other person's lifestyle.

Dressed in white, free and unrestrained!

If he were alone, he might go to the Upper Three Heavens to look for Wushuang's whereabouts!

And now Xixi has been found.

But he has more doubts about Xixi's identity!

Why did the white-haired young man go to Han Country for him, and why did the five old men say that they had been looking for Xixi for fifty years in the Upper Three Heavens.

Doesn't it mean that Xixi spoke fifty years ago, and fifty years later, she looks like a four or five-year-old child.

And the Netherworld Order!

Ye Chen took a deep breath.

If he guessed correctly, the Netherworld Order escorted by Qi Qingfeng's disciples in Aogang was taken away by the white-haired young man!

His thoughts suddenly became clear.

It seems that these people came for the ghost ship!

"Big brother..."

Xixi tugged at his clothes and said pitifully: "Can Xixi still see uncle?"

"I think so!"

Ye Chen smiled and asked: "Are you familiar with him?"

"Xixi also saw uncle for the first time!"

The little girl shook her head, as if trying to recall something: "But Xixi felt that uncle was very familiar, as if she had seen him before, but Xixi couldn't remember anything."

"Forget it if you can't remember, let's go, big brother will take you home, your cute sister is still waiting for you!" Ye Chen chuckled, hugged her and took a deep look at the place where the white-haired young man disappeared.

I hope you can come back alive!