In order to survive, Bai Haotian still fought hard.
but.
Bai Haotian's conditions are really tempting.
To be honest, he was moved.
Seeing Xu Chen's attack slowing down, Bai Haotian couldn't help but feel relieved. Although he recognized Xu Chen as the master and lost his freedom to a certain extent, he at least saved his life.
At least if you don't die, you will always have a chance to make a comeback!
A cold light flashed across his eyes.
He firmly believes that as long as he endures the humiliation and bears the burden, he will eventually find the opportunity to kill Xu Chen.
As long as Xu Chen dies, he will regain his freedom.
"I'm very excited about your conditions, but..." The first half of Xu Chen's words made Bai Haotian feel happy, thinking that Xu Chen had agreed to his proposal, but then, Xu Chen's words turned cold, completely knocking him out of his mind.
abyss.
"I want you to die even more!"
The words fell.
Xu Chen raised his hand, and more than a dozen spiritual swords flew up in circles, all pointed at Bai Haotian. Just when he was about to launch the final fatal blow, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came over, and he saw an old man galloping towards him. In an instant,
Suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Jian Lao glanced at the two of them. When he saw Xu Chen's rather young face, he was slightly startled. He was too young. He looked like he was no more than twenty years old.
Although he was shocked in his heart, Jian Lao could not see anything on the surface and said calmly: "You two, please stop, my young master wants to see you!"
Xu Chen glanced at Jian Lao and felt a strong threat from him. This old man was stronger than Bai Haotian at his peak.
but.
I want him to let Bai Haotian go just because of one word, just dream!
Xu Chen waved his big hand violently.
More than a dozen spirit swords suddenly shot towards Bai Haotian.
When Jian Lao saw this scene, he was shocked in his heart.
Swordsmanship?
Is this young man using the long-lost sword-controlling technique?
Thirty thousand years ago, the Zhenwu Continent gave birth to a stunningly talented swordsman named Ye Xiaoran. The swordsman Ye Xiaoran relied on the art of sword control. He was able to fight against all the unrivaled swordsmen in the world. He once killed a person thousands of miles away with one sword.
The enemy of the Saint Realm has thus established his position as the No. 1 Saint in Zhenwu Continent, which no one can shake.
After the death of sword master Ye Xiaoran, his famous sword-controlling skills were lost, leaving countless swordsmen to sigh with regret.
He has only experienced the grace of sword control in ancient books.
Unexpectedly, today I saw the long-lost sword-controlling technique in the hands of a young man.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Bai Haotian was shocked and quickly asked Jian Lao for help.
"Senior, save me!"
Bai Haotian's cry for help brought Jian Lao back to his senses. He quickly drew his sword and swung out a purple sword light. The sword light teleported and slashed away eight or nine spiritual swords.
Bai Haotian's pressure was greatly reduced immediately, and the remaining spirit sword still posed no threat to his life.
With a thought in Xu Chen's mind, more than a dozen spiritual swords flew back to him automatically, ready for battle.
He didn't know whether the old man who suddenly appeared was hostile to him, so he had to be careful in everything.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
Bai Haotian dodged his body and came to Jian Lao's side, saying with a grateful look on his face.
Jian Lao nodded lightly.
But all his attention at the moment was on Xu Chen.
What is the origin of this young man who seems to have mastered the art of sword control?
Is what he masters the long-lost art of sword control?
His big withered hands couldn't help but squeeze the hilt of the sword tightly.
Just when Jian Lao was looking at Xu Chen, the sound of footsteps was heard, and Fang Xingchen and his party slowly walked over.
Fang Xingchen was obviously stunned when he saw the two people fighting, especially when he saw Xu Chen.
So young.
There are actually geniuses who are more evil than him.
Jealousy surged in my heart.
The environment he grew up in since childhood made him consider himself superior to others, and he would never see a genius who was more evil than him. If he encountered one, he would destroy him at all costs.
Jian Lao seemed to know Fang Xingchen very well. At this moment, he saw that the latter was looking at Xu Chen with a slightly unkind look, and he probably guessed what the other person was thinking.
"Sir, that young man seems to have mastered the long-lost art of sword control. We don't know his identity yet, so we can't attack him rashly."
Jian Lao reminded in a low voice.
Although the power of the Fang family behind Fang Xingchen is extremely amazing and has influence in Zhenwu Continent, there are also many forces in Zhenwu Continent that the Fang family cannot afford to offend.
In Jian Lao's view, Xu Chen has the strength to force a Qi-making realm warrior into a desperate situation at a young age. His talent is unparalleled, and the power behind it is by no means simple. Only the top power can cultivate such a young evildoer.
.
More importantly.
Xu Chen masters the long-lost art of sword control.
Although the art of sword control has been lost for a long time, there is no chance that it was secretly obtained by some big force. Xu Chen has mastered the art of sword control at such a young age. This shows that his status is extremely noble among that force.
If you take action without knowing Xu Chen's identity, you may very well bring disaster to yourself and even the forces behind Fang Xingchen.
"Swordsmanship?"
Fang Xingchen's eyes lit up.
Naturally, he had also heard of the legendary sword-controlling technique.
Even his father cherished the skill of sword control. If he could obtain it and contribute it to the family, he would become the family's number one hero.
"Senior, I know his origin."
Because Bai Haotian was closer to Jian Lao, he heard what the latter said to Fang Xingchen. From between the lines of their words, he was keenly aware that this group of people who suddenly appeared seemed to also covet Xu Chen's mastery of sword control, but
Because I didn't know Xu Chen's identity, I was wary and didn't dare to take action.
"Do you know? Where is he from?"
Jian Lao perked up, stared at Bai Haotian, and asked.
There was a hint of urgency in his tone.
He is a swordsman, so he naturally yearns for the art of sword control. If he can master the long-lost art of sword control, it should not be difficult for him to become a master of the Qi Transformation realm, even if he cannot reach the level of the sword master Ye Xiaoran 30,000 years ago.
Bai Haotian said slowly: "His name is Xu Chen. According to the information I learned, he is just a disciple of a force in Taishang. He acquired the sword-controlling skill by chance."
Fang Xingchen was confused, "Tai Shang Kingdom?"
Bai Haotian explained, "The Taishang Kingdom is an inconspicuous medium-sized country among the thousands of countries in the wilderness."
"So, this guy named Xu Chen doesn't have much power behind him. In that case..." Fang Xingchen looked at Xu Chen with evil intentions.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it.
Look at this.
His eyes were attracted by the Blood Shadow Sword in Xu Chen's hand.
He stared at the Blood Shadow Sword carefully.
That's right.
It was the middle-grade spiritual sword that his clan brother left behind.
What a coincidence!
"Your name is Xu Chen, right."
Fang Xingchen looked at Xu Chen, asking questions knowingly and pretending.
Xu Chen keenly felt the hostility emanating from Fang Xingchen and the people around him, his face gradually became serious, and he lazily answered Fang Xingchen's questions.
"Do you know your guilt?"
When Fang Xingchen saw that Xu Chen dared to ignore his question, he felt angry and shouted.
Xu Chen glanced at Fang Xingchen lightly, and then looked away.
Ignore.
Naked disregard.
Fang Xingchen became even more angry now.
In a remote place, a kid from a small power ignored him.
Damn it!
Just damn!
His eyes gradually became cold.
"The sword in your hand is the Blood Shadow Sword. It is the sword of my clan brother. You must have killed my clan brother!" Fang Xingchen slandered out of thin air.
You need to find a high-sounding reason for your action.