In the dark night, two white figures were constantly entangled, chasing each other, and kept shuttling through the woods, like ghosts in white clothes in the dark night. Then they stopped at a certain place, and the two white lights kept colliding.
Bai Xiao Shengzi can be said to be a master in using swords. After more than 20 years of hard sword training, he has reached the point where "the sword follows people", and every sword attack is so natural and smooth.
Yitian fought with Holy Son Bai Xiao with his bare hands. Although he never used his eight points of power, Douzong's eight points of power was not that simple. However, the white long sword in the hand of Holy Son Bai Xiao was amazing. Yitian's attacks kept falling.
On the body of the white long sword, it was not interrupted.
With a "bang" sound, the two of them had separated, each standing on the side.
At this time, Bai Xiaoshengzi's face was solemn, and he was no longer as relaxed as before. The strength of this unknown young man was simply unfathomable. He had just fought with him with thousands of moves, and every attack was easily resolved by him. If in his hand,
What he was holding was not a magic weapon, but other long swords, which had been broken countless times.
How could the Baiyun Sect, one of the top powers in the Northeast, not have rich possessions? And as the holy son of the Baiyun Sect, how could Bai Xiao not have a treasure on his body for self-defense? And the white long sword in his hand was
The Baiyun Sword, the three major divine weapons of the Baiyun Sect, is said to be forged from Jiutian meteorite iron and is extremely powerful.
To be fair, in terms of swordsmanship, Yi Tian is not as good as Saint Son Bai Xiao. If there is no fighting spirit, two Yi Tians holding swords cannot defeat one Saint Son Bai Xiao.
"What a sword!" Yitian praised.
Holy Son Bai Xiao smiled slightly and seemed a little proud and said: "Of course it is a good sword. This sword is called 'Baiyun'. It is one of the three great magic weapons of my Baiyun Sect. Please enlighten me!"
"The sword is good, and the name of the sword is even better!" Yitian praised again.
Seeing the Holy Son Bai Xiao dancing with the long sword, the light of the sword was dazzling in the dark night, Yitian only felt itchy in his heart, and couldn't help but take out a long sword from the space ring.
This long sword is streamlined and has a slightly purple blade. It was owned by Old Man Xuanxiao’s enemy, but at this time it was all owned by Yitian.
"This sword is called 'Jinghong'. I wonder which one is stronger or weaker than your White Cloud Sword?" Yitian shook the sword, and the sword suddenly emitted sporadic purple light, which was extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
When Holy Son Bai Xiao saw the 'Jinghong', there was a hint of surprise on his face. It was another magical weapon. This long sword looked as good as his 'Bai Yun'. How could anyone possess such a magical weapon?
An ordinary person can't help but become more suspicious of Yitian's origins.
"Who are you? How can an ordinary person possess such a magical weapon?" Holy Son Bai Xiao narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"If you beat me, I'll tell you!" Yitian raised his sword and pointed at Holy Son Bai Xiao.
"Okay, okay, let me see if your 'Jinghong' is hard or if my 'Baiyun' is sharp." Bai Xiaoshengzi sneered, and then took the lead to attack Yitian.
"Well done, take the move!" Yitian shouted and rushed towards Holy Son Bai Xiao.
Suddenly, the two were entangled again.
Although for some reason, Yitian could not see through the true cultivation level of Holy Son Bai Xiao, judging from the strength of his attacks, he was probably around the Eight Star Dou Huang.
Saint Son Bai Xiao’s twenty years of hard work have not been in vain. The Baiyun Sword plays its full role in his hands. Often Saint Son Bai Xiao stabs Yitian ten times before Yitian can fight back with one sword. Yitian is constantly stabbed by the Baiyun Sword. If it weren’t for his
The super strong Dou Qi body protection was already dripping with blood. Despite this, Yitian still felt a stinging pain all over his body.
It seems that in terms of sword use, Saint Bai Xiao is indeed much better than Yitian.
The battle between the two was so fierce that the big trees within a radius of ten feet were uprooted by the huge force, and then torn into pieces by the flying sword energy.
Bai Xiaoshengzi murmured for a while, but the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a ten-foot-long white air sword in a strange way, and struck Yitian head-on unstoppably.
The purple light of the 'Jinghong' in Yitian's hand flourished, and as Yitian shouted loudly, a purple sword light shot out from the body of the 'Jinghong', heading straight towards the oncoming giant sword.
"boom"
There was a loud noise, and then a terrifying air wave swept away from the center of the collision. Wherever the air wave passed, all stones and plants were turned into powder.
A muffled grunt from Bai Xiaoshengzi came from mid-air. It seemed that the collision just now caused him to be slightly injured.
Bai Xiaoshengzi's face became more solemn at this time. The opponent seemed to still retain his strength. The long sword he thrust out with all his strength failed to seriously injure him, which showed that the opponent's strength was beyond his imagination.
Gritting his teeth, Holy Son Bai Xiao's eyes became firm. He flipped the handprints of his left hand, and the Baiyun Sword he held in his right hand gradually lit up, and a terrifying aura emanated from the sword.
This momentum was so powerful, as strong as the sky, that I actually felt depressed and couldn't help but secretly become vigilant.
The white light on the Baiyun Sword became brighter and brighter, lighting up a hundred-foot radius like a small sun. However, the face of Holy Son Bai Xiao became paler, which showed that the price to pay for this move was not trivial.
"Ten thousand swords are unleashed!" Holy Son Bai Xiao shouted loudly, and the Baiyun Sword instantly turned into countless Baiyun Swords and stabbed at Yitian overwhelmingly.
Yitian's eyes widened, this move was really cool, one person could master thousands of swords.
However, now is not the time to be in a daze. Yitian roared loudly and his whole body suddenly turned into a seven-color long sword nearly ten feet long, facing the thousands of oncoming swords.
Yitian had used this move to transform into a sword before when he was fighting Xiao Yan, but it was the first time he used it at that time and could not exert 30% of its power. Now, after a period of exploration, this move has gradually become mature.
"Dang"·"Dang"·"Dang"········
In mid-air, countless small white swords stabbed the colorful long knives, but they kept being bounced away.
Bai Xiaoshengzi's face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on the colorful long knife in the air. His handprints kept turning, and the small sword that bounced away turned his head again, and then stabbed the colorful long knife again.
"Dang"·"Dang"·"Dang"········
The colorful long sword is like the ancient god of war, standing between heaven and earth, and the violent wind and rain cannot move it at all.
A wisp of blood began to flow from the corner of Bai Xiaoshengzi's mouth, but his eyes were still staring sharply at the colorful sword, and his handprints continued to turn.
"Dang"·"Dang"·"Dang"········
"Dang"·"Dang"·"Dang"········
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I don’t know how many times they collided, but the colorful sword is still as brilliant as ever.
Holy Son Bai Xiao gritted his teeth again and shouted: "Ten thousand swords unite!"
Following his shout, countless small swords in the sky instantly gathered together, and with a flash of white light, a white giant sword more than ten feet long suddenly appeared in the air, stabbing at the colorful sword like lightning.
"boom"
Following a loud noise, white light and colorful light bloomed, illuminating the sky. An even more terrifying air wave swept away from the mid-air. Wherever the air wave passed, the space was distorted.
The white giant sword had disappeared at this time, and turned back into the White Cloud Sword and flew back to the hands of Holy Son Bai Xiao. Just when Holy Son Bai Xiao held the White Cloud Sword, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Although the power of this move is terrifying, with the current level of cultivation of Holy Son Bai Xiao, he can only exert it barely. If you are not careful, you may suffer backlash.
From the other side, Yitian coughed softly. It seemed that although Bai Xiaoshengzi's move was broken, Yitian was also slightly injured.
Entrusted, Yitian laughed at himself, it seems that as one of the top forces in the Northeast, the Baiyun Sect does have its own extraordinary qualities.