Chapter 723 Boring and Interesting

The swordsman in black left, but Wuhen beside Ye Bai did not leave.

Now that the drama has come to an end, the sword has also been learned.

Logically speaking, Ye Bai should go back with Wuhen.

Ye Bai looked at Wuhen beside him, but was surprised to find that he was unknowingly far away from him.

Based on this alone, Ye Bai felt that something was wrong!

An ominous premonition crept into my heart.

"Second brother, you..."

Ye Bai didn't even say a complete sentence, but countless sword energy emerged in front of his eyes!

Subconsciously, Ye Bai raised the shield in his hand to protect all his vitals.

but,

These sword energies did not hurt him at all, but instead built an indestructible sword prison around him!

Ye Bai was a little angry. How could the most powerful human being attack behind his back?

Seemingly seeing through Ye Bai's little thoughts, Wuhen said seriously,

"I did it in front of you."

Ye Bai:......

Now, there is nothing more to say.

The scene before him seemed similar to Ye Bai!

Xue Meng seemed to have been trapped like this when he met Wuhen!

Suddenly, Ye Bai enjoyed the same treatment as Da Mengzi!

Second brother, we promised to be brothers, but you want to be father and son? !

Ye Bai's face suddenly became weird. Even if Wuhen hacked him to death today, Ye Bai would not recognize Wuhen as his father even if he died!

no way!

People can die, heads can be cut off, but seniority cannot be messed up!

Wuhen saw Ye Bai's thoughts and said casually,

"Elder brother is like father?"

Ye Bai also tried to struggle, "Then you are also the second brother..."

Wuhen nodded slightly, "Then the second brother is like the second father?"

Ye Bai:......

People are numb!

When Wuhen has a sword in his hand, his principles make the most sense.

Ye Bai understands this deeply.

Wuhen explained,

"This sword prison is banishing you to this long river of time. If you can learn something from the sword prison, maybe you can come out..."

Wuhen didn't expect Ye Bai to learn all the swordsmanship.

In fact, even Xue Menglai couldn't do this.

Wuhen looked slightly serious, then put back his playful expression.

"What happens next will be very dangerous. Anyone may die. No matter me or Xiaoyao, no one is sure to survive..."

If you are just dealing with the most powerful demon god, Wuhen certainly doesn't need to be so cautious.

The problem is, Ying Jiu wants to take back Xue Jiu’s body!

This is something that the most powerful demon god will never allow!

In other words, whether Wuhen or Xiaoyao, they will face great pressure and even risk falling!

Both sides knew it.

Ye Bai has always been able to jump around and make waves, only because someone is covering his head.

By then, Xiaoyao may not be able to protect himself, let alone Ye Bai.

In the human race, there must always be one strong person left.

"If you can get out of the sword prison on your own, it means that you have the ability to participate and the ability to protect yourself. At least you will not become a burden..."

Wuhen's voice became fainter and fainter, and the man and the white horse disappeared from Ye Bai's eyes.

Wuhen's meaning is very simple. Anyway, this sword prison will not harm Ye Bai, it just traps him in this video.

When he can come out depends entirely on Ye Bai.

Maybe it will be the next second, maybe it will be thirty-seven years later...

If Ye Bai is stupid enough, maybe the most powerful demon gods have come to knock on the door, and Ye Bai hasn't broken through the sword prison yet.

Maybe, Jian Lao will save Ye Bai.

Being in the sword prison, Ye Bai did not panic or panic at all.

He didn't take anything Wuhen said to heart at all.

Since it is a sword prison, there is always a way to break the prison.

Ye Bai doesn't have to worry about this.

Believe in the strongest seeds of the human race!

Even Shura.

He sat down cross-legged, with the Heavenly King's Sword flat on his knees.

This sword was brought out by Nightmare from the Eternal Tower. It went around in circles and finally fell into Ye Bai's hands.

The ancestor of the Heavenly King Sword was also extremely powerful. When it was at its strongest, it was also an SSS-level equipment. However, it only lost its rank due to several battles with the most powerful demon.

When Ye Bai was still weak, the Heavenly King Sword was indeed a great help and helped Ye Bai defeat many powerful enemies.

As Ye Bai's strength increased, the effect of the Heavenly King Sword became smaller and smaller.

In the final analysis, Ye Bai is just a half-baked swordsman, his true identity is a mage.

His talent in shielding is much higher than that of swordsmanship.

At this moment, Ye Bai just lowered his head, his eyes falling on the Heavenly King Sword, and Wuhen's last move seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The final victory.

After using it, there is good news and bad news.

Good news: blood locked

Bad news: you will die when the blood lock ends

In the past thirty-six years, every time Wuhen struck out with his sword, it not only struck the enemy, but also fell on the most powerful demon.

The moment the hundred and eighty thousand and one sword cuts were completed, Wuhen died.

Even if Ye Bai didn't want to learn this trick, he learned it after seeing it.

He slowly closed his eyes and sighed,

"Why do you want to learn this unlucky thing..."

....

In the long river of time that Ye Bai could not see, the swordsman in black had a battle with the most powerful demon and left the abyss of the most powerful demon with his body seriously injured.

This is a scene that happened thirty-six years ago, and only the person involved knows about it.

When he came to be the strongest and when he went to be an immortal, Wuhen had already retreated from the strongest strength, but his swordsmanship had improved further.

Just when Wuhen's breath weakened a little,

the Taoist who had been standing there broke through a certain barrier.

From then on, the human race had one more powerful person, Xiaoyao.

The black-clothed swordsman glanced at the Taoist, raised his mouth slightly, shook his head, and said seriously,

"My evaluation is much worse than Wuhen."

The Taoist stood there like a piece of wood, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and said,

"Indeed."

He always speaks the truth.

Xiaoyao asked himself, in a battle with the strongest demon god, he could not do the level of Wuhen.

To be precise, this is something that only Wuhen can do in the world.

The reason is very simple,

just because he is Wuhen.

The black-clothed swordsman sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly,

"Like a wooden stake, very boring, I hope the next generation can be more interesting, otherwise there will be no one to talk to, and it will be boring."

As he said, he ignored the new strongest person of the human race, and did not even congratulate him, and turned and left directly.

As he walked, Wuhen opened a jar of wine and drank it in big gulps. The wine was as red as blood.

The black-clothed swordsman drank the blood wine, looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Endless enemies..."

Not long after the black-clothed swordsman left, the Taoist raised a finger, and a butterfly landed on it.

Xiaoyao looked at the butterfly on his fingertips, thought for a while, and said,

"Go, find someone interesting."

There is not much he can do for Wuhen.

Since he owed the other party a life, he should do what he can.

The butterfly was about to flap its wings and take off, but it seemed to feel something and stopped again.

The Taoist retracted his finger and calculated in his mind.

"Look for it again in thirty-six years."