Chapter 815: Shock

"Oh?"

The white-haired man smiled faintly. At this moment, it seemed that his true form was finally revealed. He said faintly, "Interesting. My disguise technique is unparalleled in the world. I wonder how you can tell..."

Qian Luo didn't expect that she had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth. A layer of cold sweat gradually formed on her back. She said coldly, "I should have discovered it just now. If it was really Mr. Xiao, when he heard me say that I killed Dao Wuwei, no matter how urgent the matter was, he would definitely listen to me slowly and finish the cause and effect, instead of rushing to leave!"

At this point, she paused and continued, "Also, if it was Mr. Xiao, he would never talk as much as you if he wanted to kill those two people just now. If he wanted to kill, he would just kill them directly... The most important thing is that this basalt stone has stood here for thousands of years without changing. People like Mr. Xiao who are generous and open-minded will definitely come to sit under the stone and feel the rise and fall of this world, but you said it was just an ordinary stone..." ✷❅

"Hehe..."

The white-haired man smiled faintly, "Are there any more..."

"Of course there are!"

Qian Luo looked at him and continued, "You are always imitating his way of speaking, speaking in his cold tone, this is the biggest failure, the reason why he became cold is because he has experienced many things, he has seen through many things, and even disappointed with this world, no longer has any expectations, does not care what others think of him, and does not care what others say about him being good or evil, it is definitely not like you moaning without illness, the more you pretend, the less like..."

"Haha! Interesting, interesting!"

The white-haired man raised his head and smiled, "It seems that you really know him well... Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly, although it is less fun, but the result is the same.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired man finally showed his vicious side and tore off the top of his face The white-haired man grabbed Qianluo with his hand.

Qianluo's face changed and she wanted to dodge, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Her injuries broke out at this moment. In this fleeting moment, the white-haired man had already grabbed her wrist and touched her with his left hand. Qianluo felt weak and fainted immediately.

"Well... what a beautiful woman, you are so cunning. You scolded me just now and I am satisfied. I really want to kill you on the spot..."

The white-haired man hugged her, his fingers slowly slid from her smooth neck to her chest, and with a light flick, he opened her collar, revealing a large area of ​​flawless jade skin. At this moment, two black-clothed figures suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and said with a bow, "Young Master, you must not do this. Before leaving, the master repeatedly reminded me that before catching that boy, this woman must not be hurt in the slightest.

"I know, I know, please help."

The white-haired man felt disappointed. He buttoned up Qian Luo's clothes and threw her to the two men in black. "Take her back. If she gets hurt, it has nothing to do with me."

The two men in black caught Qian Luo carefully. When they smelled the faint fragrance coming from her, they couldn't help but be intoxicated and looked at her face twice more.

...

Three days later, in Lingxu Realm, the towering mountains were thousands of miles high, like a mad dragon swallowing the clouds. This place was called "Taicang Mountain". The mountain range stretched for more than 300 miles and had seven palaces. It was the location of Taishi Daomen.

One day, a sword light flew from outside the mountain and landed in the Taishi Palace of the head of the sect, Chongyi Zhenren. Since that day, Chongyi Zhenren has always been uneasy and asked his disciples to strengthen the defense of the sword formations in various places. However, the things he worried about every day finally came today.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the mountain trembled violently, and countless flying swords flew out of the valley immediately, surrounding the entire mountain, forming a great formation of ten thousand swords. However, even so, the disciples who were still in the mountain also felt a violent shock and rushed out one after another.

Looking around, there are about 8,000 disciples in the entire Taishi Palace. These are only the disciples of the master's lineage. Lingxuzi and Xuanyuanzi are the great elders of the Taishi Taoist sect, who are passed down from the other two lines. On weekdays, they rarely interact with the master's lineage.

"Master! It's bad! Someone outside broke into the mountain and broke our two-layer sword formation! Please make a decision, Master!"

Two disciples hurriedly ran in from outside, only to see the incense smoke curling above the palace. Sitting at the head of the palace was a white-bearded Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe. The Taoist's brows were slightly locked. There were two little Taoist children beside him, one holding an incense burner and the other holding a cattail leaf fan. This Taoist was none other than the master of the Taishi Taoist sect, Zhongyi Zhenren.

At this moment, Master Chongyi's brows were furrowed deeper and deeper. What he was worried about finally came today. He couldn't escape. Even if he added twelve layers of sword array defense to Taicang Mountain, he probably couldn't resist that person in the end.

"Forget it, don't be nervous. Let me go out and take a look..."

Master Chongyi finally stood up and walked out of the hall. When he went outside, he saw the sword lights in the sky, and then they were broken one by one. From the time the disciple came to report to him just now, to the time he walked out of the hall, in just a short while, the sword array outside the mountain gate was broken again.

"Alas..."

Master Chongyi sighed in his heart. Perhaps, this was a disaster that Taicang Mountain could not avoid. He was so angry that he said, "Since you are here, why don't you come in and talk?"

This word shocked all the disciples. Could it be that the other party came only one person? One person broke the defensive sword array of Taicang Mountain!

At this moment, the entire Taishi Palace became silent. No one spoke. Everyone looked in the direction of the mountain gate in silence until a faint voice came in.

"There's no need to talk. You took my Wu Yu Tian's spiritual vein power. Now... it's time to return it."

The voice came through the layers of sword formations. The disciples held their breath. The entire Tai Shi Palace was so quiet that a pin drop could not be heard.

Zhong Yi Zhenren slowly stepped forward, staring at the direction of the mountain gate, and still used internal energy to transmit his voice, "I don't know what the spiritual vein power you are talking about is?"

"The master knows it in his heart, why pretend not to know."

After the voice fell this time, two figures suddenly flew in from the mountain gate, but a closer look showed that the two were in a mess. They were clearly thrown in. They fell to the ground, raising dust all over the sky, and rolled several times before getting up from the ground. These two people were the two old men who were responsible for tracking Xiao Chen before.

"Hand... Senior Brother Master..."

The two were horrified, and the disciples around them were dumbfounded. With the cultivation of the two elders, how could they be thrown in...

When everyone looked towards the mountain gate again, they saw a figure standing on the hundred-foot giant sword in front of the mountain gate. The man had a cold look in his eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, and his white hair was flying behind his shoulders. All the disciples felt their breath choked. At this moment, it seemed as if their hearts were tightly pinched. When did he break through the heavy sword formation and come in!

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

Suddenly, countless flying swords flew up, and the cold light in the air was dazzling. It was countless disciples who sacrificed flying swords. However, Master Chongyi raised his hand and signaled the disciples to take back the flying swords.

He knew in his heart that with the cultivation of the man in front of him, even if his eight thousand disciples formed a great killing formation, they might not be able to stop this man's Di Gu sword.

Seeing the master's signal, the disciples immediately put the flying swords back, but at this time, another figure flew out from behind. The man was dressed in green, with a red sword mark on his forehead and holding a heavy black iron sword. It was the "sword maniac" Tang Xinhai.

"It's you..."

Tang Xinhai lost to Xiao Chen in the Emperor's Sword Contest that day. Naturally, he recognized him at a glance. After he lost to Xiao Chen in the battle that year, he devoted himself to cultivation in recent years, and his cultivation has made rapid progress. Even in the sword, he is now better than some elders in the sect.

"Very good, now, Tang will meet you again!"

Tang Xinhai kicked his feet and suddenly flew into the air. He raised the heavy black iron sword in his hand and slashed at Xiao Chen with a sword. This sword was "Cang Hai Kuang Lang". The moment the sword came out, the sword energy was like a raging wave, unstoppable. Even the entire mountain gate seemed to tremble, and the disciples around him felt suffocated. Is this the strength of the eldest brother!

In fact, Tang Xinhai had always been unwilling to accept his defeat to Xiao Chen. At that time, he thought that he had only lost to the Xuanbing Emperor Gu in the opponent's hand. He had been practicing hard all these years and had never wasted a day.

At this time, all the disciples below were shocked. They had never thought that the cultivation of the eldest brother had become so terrible without knowing it. Could it be that he had stepped into the Hehe period in one step? How could it be possible...

Zhongyi Zhenren was also a little surprised at this time. When did Xinhai break through? No, he did not really break through, but the skills he practiced would become stronger when facing a strong opponent. It was a pity that the person in front of him was comparable to that person back then, comparable to that person back then...

"Xinhai, come back!"

Zhongyi Zhenren immediately shouted to stop him. Not to mention that Tang Xinhai had not really broken through to the Hehe period, even if he had broken through to the Hehe period, he could not be the opponent of the person in front of him.

However, at this time, Tang Xinhai was full of fighting spirit and was extremely crazy in his life. He did not listen to Zhongyi Zhenren's words at all and still slashed at Xiao Chen with a sword.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, thinking that Xiao Chen would use his sword to resist. Unexpectedly, he just slowly raised his hand, as if an infinite power was revealed, and he actually blocked the sword of the senior brother in mid-air. He didn't even move!

"How is it possible..."

Tang Xinhai didn't believe it. His Xuantie heavy sword, combined with Canghai Kuanglan, would never be so easily blocked even by a master who had reached the Hehe stage. Why did this person...

When this person fought with him, he had to use his sword to defeat him. Now, there is no need to use his sword!

Impossible!

Tang Xinhai didn't believe it, and immediately changed his sword moves, "Nine Changes of Canglan - First Change, Swallowing Mountains and Rivers!"

This time, the sword energy was even more surging, even the disciples far below were blown back by the sword wind, but at this moment, the stern voice of Master Zhongyi sounded below, "Stop!"

This time, hearing the master's stern voice, Tang Xinhai didn't dare to pretend that he didn't hear it, so he had to put away the sword in dismay, and only heard Master Zhongyi sighed lightly, "Forget it, Xinhai, come back, you are not his opponent..."

"Master..."

Tang Xinhai gritted his teeth, still unwilling to give up, and looked at Xiao Chen again, "I am not your opponent at the moment, but it doesn't mean that I will never be your opponent!" After saying that, he stepped into the air and flew towards the square.

Sigh...

Zhongyi Zhenren sighed softly in his heart. He was afraid that Xinhai would never be able to be the opponent of the man in front of him in this life. They looked too much alike, really too much alike...

At this moment, Zhongyi Zhenren stared at the white-haired young man on the giant sword motionlessly. They looked too much alike. Whether it was the eyes, the appearance, or even the voice, they were very similar to that man back then.

That man back then was the first peerless genius in the entire Lingxu Realm for thousands of years. At a young age, his name was written into the Ten Saints... It was a pity that fate played tricks on him later... Sigh!