Responding to Bai Yong's declaration, two fierce sword lights shot in the shape of a "X" character. This time, Bai Yong was already prepared for it, and he bounced his middle finger and index finger at the same time, shooting out two sword energy.

These two sword energy are not strong and cannot be compared with the powerful sword light. However, the two sword energy hit the junction of the sword light one by one and the other. The first step is to break the adhesion of the sword light, and the second step is to remove the force, which leads the sword light to deviate from the trajectory and pass by Bai Yong's side of his body.

"Hey, I've already confessed my confession, why didn't I be lenient? Is it really 'be honest and lenient, sit in the prison cell, resist strictness, go home for the New Year'?" Bai Yong exclaimed with an exaggerated look.

The young man in red robe stared at him for a while, silent, and then turned around without hesitation, with a little under his feet, and his figure jumped out like an arrow, and in an instant, there was only a small black dot in the sky.

Bai Yong did not rush to chase after him. Anyway, even with his body skills, he couldn't catch up even if he wanted to. However, he did not feel anxious, but said softly: "I know where the devil's head is."

The strong wind blows strongly, and the strong wind brought about by people's rapid rushing brings up yellow sand, forming two sand walls, which are lined up on the left and right, and are three feet high.

"Where is he?" The young man in red robe looked bloody, pressed his knife against Bai Yong's neck, and asked sternly.

"Uh, when I am frightened, I will lose my memory briefly, especially when my life is threatened, I am most panicked." Bai Yong said in a teasing tone without panic.

"Say! Where is the devil's head?" The young man in red robe did not get teased. He grasped his position and handed the knife forward, and immediately cut a blood mark on Bai Yong's neck.

"Ha, you can cut off my neck without having to work too hard. Just wave your hand and my head will immediately land. Of course, I don't have the ability to speak after death. If you can find information about the Demon Head from other places, you don't need to show mercy. Or, you are willing to extend the date of revenge back indefinitely."

"Hmph!" The young man in red robe defeated with his eyes, withdrew his sword and returned to his sheath, "You can say it now."

Bai Yong used the Heaven-Repairing Art, and his wound healed instantly. He smiled like a victorious person and said in a tone of a profiteer: "There are no good things that are falling from the sky these days. The news has extremely precious value. I have always believed in equivalent exchanges. I don't know what you can exchange for with me."

The young man in red robe looked like a pauper, and even the weapons he used were inferior swords stolen from others. Where could there be anything to exchange? He said fiercely: "I'll exchange your life for it."

"Put your threat. If you use the same method twice, it will lose its effect. Bluntly toughening will not solve the problem. Sometimes appropriate compromise will allow you to gain more. Furthermore, for you, can my life be equal to this message? That is a great honor."

"A good-talking guy, give your conditions."

Bai Yong showed a very angering smile on the other party and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I am a first-class person who causes trouble. As long as I follow you, there will definitely be times when I need your help."

Seeing the young man in red robe showing a vigilant expression, he took out a handwritten copy from the treasure bag and handed it over: "Let's treat this thing as a deposit."

This hand-copy records "The Sword of the Qing Emperor". In Bai Yong's opinion, the opponent's strength and speed are first-class, but the sword technique is so bad that it is a gangster's fighting style at all, and there is no structure to speak of. But in the past, he could kill the enemy with his absolute strength and speed advantage, so it was not revealed. Otherwise, once he fell into a stalemate, it would be difficult to exert his due strength.

The attractiveness of this sword technique is really strong. Although the young man in red robe has a strong sense of security, he was deeply attracted by the contents of the book after reading the contents of the book, and his vision was difficult to move at all.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet? I'm going to Bai Junlong."

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"Is it the intention of asking for advice if you don't answer? OK, then I'm welcome. Um... I'm wearing a red dress, and if I have it, I'll call you the groom!"

Another sword light was responding to Bai Yong. Obviously, the other party did not like to be given a title at will. However, Bai Yong naturally translated this reaction into the name of dissatisfaction, so he said: "Red clothes, and weapons are used as swords, so let's call you the red-clothed swords, and the nickname is the swords, how about it? If you don't object, just say you agree, one, two, three, and you will decide, and call you the swords."

"Mr. Knife" really wanted to give the other party a blow, but because he had to ask others for help, he had to suppress his anger and silently said in his heart: Revenge is the most important thing in everything, revenge is the most important thing in everything...

After such self-hypnosis, he quickly calmed down and started practicing on the spot according to the sword techniques in the manuscript.

However, Bai Yong obviously didn't want to let him go so simply. He kept pointing his fingers beside him, chatting like a magpies.

"Wrong, wrong, this wave was raised too high, and the empty door was exposed under your armpits."

"Don't just use your arms, paying attention to the strength of your waist is also the key. Pure waving your arms can only exert less than 60% of your strength."

"Oh, let alone the knife technique, even the posture is wrong. The lower plate is so unstable. Have you never practiced horse stance? As the saying goes, your shoulders are flat, bent like a leopard's feet, your tiger's spine runs on the dragon, and your tiger's shoulders are tied with a phoenix."

Although he had not officially practiced sword skills, he was an authentic disciple of Xuanmen. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running. His vision was many times higher than that of a wild path. Although he might not be able to use a knife in reality, he had one set after another when talking about theories, regardless of whether the other party was practicing sword skills for the first time, he said it on his own.

"Your sword technique is nothing but exemplified. If you can't practice the sword intention for hundreds of years, it will be useless to practice. The secret of the Qingdi sword technique can be summarized simply in one sentence: If I am the Qingdi in another year, I will give you the same reward as the peach blossoms."

"Stop talking, you don't need to teach me!" After all, Master Dao couldn't help it. He raised the knife and slashed it in a mess.

However, Bai Yong has now condensed his soul and his six consciousnesses have greatly enhanced. Although he has not yet seen the trajectory of the knife, he can roughly predict the knife's momentum, do some fluctuations and moves, easily avoid killing moves, and at the same time he can also evaluate it while shaking his head.

"Look, you haven't practiced your sword at all, and you'll lose your chain at the critical moment. Remember to practice the sword technique into your bone marrow, and reach the state of being free to wield freely, and using your palms and punches are all sword techniques."

Master Dao also thought about using the Qingdi Sword Technique, but he also felt that this would be led by the nose. He was so angry that he could hold on without any use. After slashing around, he found that he could not hurt the other party, so he turned around and left.

"Wait a moment, that's not the direction I'm going to go."
Chapter completed!