When he learned that Wushuang City was destroyed by Xiongba, the Sword Saint declared war on Xiongba and decided to fight with him seven days later.

In the Xiawang Mansion, Bai Xingjian, who learned about this, couldn't help but sigh that the power of fate is really great.

It was obvious that Duan Lang had no longer invited the Sword Saint to come out of the mountain, but by chance, the Sword Saint was born.

Thinking of the 23rd sword that was absolutely perfect in the world, Bai Xingjian also moved his mind, stepped on the magic eagle and flew towards the direction of the world.

At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and cold winds are pouring from above Tianshan Mountain and landing on the rolling river at the foot of the mountain.

Under the moonlight, the majestic and vast river rolls from the west, redirecting to the east, and is full of atmospheres and breathtaking.

The forests on both sides are connected to hills, and the infinite mountains and ridges expand in all directions, and the earth is vast.

A light boat lies about five meters away from the turbulent river. It sways and undulates with the waves, but is not washed downstream by the water flow.

On the boat, a young man dressed in an ordinary knight was sitting at the bow of the boat, looking at the endless flowing water in the water, and his body exuded a breath of nature.

After a while, a thin old man in maize walked slowly on the grass on the shore.

The old man hung a simple long sword around his waist, his beards and eyebrows were all white, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and his unique temperament was unforgettable at first sight.

This old man is the Sword Saint!

I saw him like a long sword soaring into the sky, with strands of sharpness emitted, and an invisible sword intent lingering around him, causing changes in the void around him, and the heavy and terrifying pressure slowly spread.

The Sword Saint walked all the way to the edge of the river bank and stopped, his sword light was sucking and spitting in his eyes, looking straight at a small boat in front of him, as if he saw a 10,000-ton giant ship, as calm as a mountain.

"Who are you?" The Sword Saint spoke, his old hoarse voice was like a sharp sword blade, with a sharp and harsh aura of gold and iron.

"Lu Lian, the Xiawang Mansion."

Bai Xingjian slowly turned around, and his whole body seemed to be covered in mist, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Are you Lu Lian?" A shiny light lit up in the sword saint's eyes, and the sword energy around him seemed to boil.

After he was born, he naturally heard of Bai Xingjian's name, and it is said that he was a young master who was enough to compete with Xiongzhu.

Some people also said that if Xiongba did not attack Wushuang City, Bai Xingjian arranged Bu Jingyun at the Xia Palace, Wushuang City might not have been destroyed.

Because of this, after Wushuang City was destroyed, most of the old subordinates would gather around the Xia Palace.

How could the Sword Saint not know that it is so famous?

"I heard that you and Xiongba are opponents, why stop me now?" The Sword Saint said with a sharp edge like a sharp sword unsheathed.

"I'm not here to stop you, but to help you."

As he said that, Bai Xingjian glanced at the Sword Saint. When the others saw the Sword Saint, they must have been moved by the terrifying sword energy on him at the first time.

But he could feel a decay that could not be concealed under the sword energy of the sky.

The sword saint's loyalty and sword life are now at the end of time.

In the battle with Xiongba, he will pay the price of his life. Only in this way can he use the sword of destruction that transcends the mortal world, Sword Twenty-Three.

Bai Xingjian wanted to know if the Sword Saint was not dead and his body was not so corrupt, would he be able to defeat Xiongba and end all this.

As he said that, Bai Xingjian spread his palms open, and in his palm, a blood bodhi flashed brilliant red light in the darkness, emitting a rich breath of life.

"Your life span is approaching now. This is the rare blood Bodhi of Wulin. After eating it, you should be able to last for a few more days, so you will not be subject to physical restrictions and cannot be fully employed."

As he said that, Bai Xingjian threw the blood Bodhi in his hand to the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint did not hesitate and took it and swallowed it directly. A pair of turbid but bright eyes fell on the long sword around Bai Xingjian's waist.

"You use a sword!"

The Sword Saint said confidently, and then everything in the whole world seemed to be still. The strong wind in Tianshan stopped roaring and the rushing water stopped surging.

The air became extremely sticky, as if it was about to freeze everything.

"Okay, I want to learn how powerful the sword saint who is 'one person and one sword' in the martial arts world is."

Facing the invitation from the Sword Saint, Bai Xingjian was not surprised.

His cultivation level has reached his level, especially those who pursue the ultimate swordsmanship and martial arts like the Sword Saint, will not give up any opportunity to fight against masters.

This is true for the Sword Saint, and so is Bai Xingjian.

The sword saint Mai was swaying, and the sword energy trembled. Wherever he was located, the void was squeaking, as if a bright light was blooming, and his body became extremely blurred. He was surrounded by sword energy, making people unable to see his face clearly.

Bai Xingjian is still as calm as water, without any change.

It seemed as if in a moment, or a long time had passed, suddenly, with a shrill sword roar, the Sword Saint took the lead.

As soon as he made a move, he tried his best to unshelf the sword, holding the sword in his hand, and the terrifying sword energy burst out. He waved his sword, simple and direct, like a white light, cutting through the void, and suddenly, the sharp sword light appeared in the vital point of Bai Xingjian's throat.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword One!

The sword saint's sword technique is simple and direct, sharp and eye-catching. Every move seems ordinary, but in fact it already contains his deepest sword intent.

Jianyi is the first move of the Holy Spirit sword technique. It is as fast as lightning and as thunder as thunder. If an ordinary martial arts man faces this sword, it will inevitably be difficult to resist and will be a dead end.

With just one sword, the terrifying forces of the Sword Bible are undoubtedly revealed.

Also the supreme master, the power of the Sword Saint has surpassed the Xiongba and is infinitely close to the realm of returning to the void.

It is precisely because of this that he can deduce the unpredictable sword of ghosts and gods at the end of his life.

Facing this sword, Bai Xingjian did not use the ten styles of the God of War, and reached out to hold the sword in a virtual manner, and the Ruyi divine weapon appeared in his hand.

It is not that the God of War lost to the Sword Saint in the Ten Styles, but because this battle is not only a battle between masters, but also a battle between swordsmen.

A blue light flashed, Bai Xingjian raised his sword light like lightning, and the sword energy was like silk. It drew a mysterious arc and blocked the sword saint's sword move.

The long swords intersected, silent, and all the sword energy on both sides was quietly annihilated.

With one move, the sword saint's expression became more and more serious. With a long roar, it shocked the earth and waved the divine sword in his hand. The next moment, the sword energy was sprinkled everywhere, and the intent of the sword was covered with the sky, and the void was covered with dark clouds, and the dust on the ground was flying, as if a sea of ​​sword energy landed with a bang.

Bai Xingjian's heart was terrified, and his hair stood up like a falling from the ice cave. A sensation of coldness hit the sky spirit cover from his tailbone, and his whole body was covered in coldness.

The sound is loud and the elephant is invisible.

Compared with the simple and direct sword one, the mystery of sword two is indescribable.

It seemed as if the transition from simple to traditional was completed in an instant, and this sword was everywhere and saw nothing.
Chapter completed!