"Haha, you are such an ignorant boy. Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being rude." Batulu couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. He bowed his body with a powerful force that could break a bamboo. He could feel it.

The man in front of him was filled with surging immortal energy, so he couldn't wait any longer.

But before he could take action, the figure of the man in white suddenly disappeared in the air. Looking around, not even a trace of his shadow could be seen. Batur was stunned, and he suddenly didn't know where to vent his restlessness.

Chang Qingyao looked around with cold eyes and frowned secretly. She couldn't even feel the man's aura, and the heaven-like immortal energy seemed to disappear without a trace.

She suddenly remembered what the old man Zangjian said to her a few days ago in the Hidden Sword Valley. Wasn't the purpose of her trip just to take a look at this Heavenly Punishment Sword?

"Grandpa Luo Hao, I heard from my mother that you once made a sword that can cut iron like mud. The sword can shake in all directions. It is as powerful as the Dugu sword. You always hide such a treasure and don't tell me, so today

Can you let me see that legendary sword?" Chang Qingyao looked at the skinny old man eagerly, with a look of longing, and her tone was almost coquettish.

"Yes, yes, the Heavenly Punishment Sword I made cannot be compared with the Dugu Sword that you have guarded for generations, so don't talk nonsense. If your mother hears it, you will have to blame me for talking nonsense." The old man with hidden swords

He smiled helplessly, his face full of kindness and love. He had already loved Chang Qingyao as his own granddaughter. He had lived for who knows how many years. Over the years, apart from coming to the Sword Valley to pick up swords, he

His only friend is Chang Qingyao. This girl always comes here every few years. He still remembers that when he first saw Chang Qingyao, she was just a doll with a candied haws in her mouth.

He has a pair of big, smart eyes and is full of curiosity about the long sword that men love.

"If it were still with me, I wouldn't mind showing it to you. It's a pity that you're late. The punishment sword was just taken away not long ago." The old man with the hidden sword pointed at the empty furnace in front of him.

It was a huge cauldron about one foot high and one foot wide, with its dark body covered with rust spots.

The fire in the cauldron has been extinguished, leaving only the deep black mouth of the cauldron. Chang Qingyao looked at the ironware in front of her, a little puzzled, but she vaguely remembered that the forging furnace in the Hidden Sword Valley had never been extinguished and had always been melting.

Pasty color.

"Ah?" Chang Qingyao was stunned for a moment. She didn't know whether she was thinking about the reason why the flames in the furnace went out or who pulled out the sword.

"The Heavenly Punishment Sword is the magic weapon that keeps my furnace immortal. I didn't expect that it would be taken away by a boy from the Tianshan Sect." The old man with the hidden sword sighed and shook his head. There was no regret on his face.

, on the contrary, there is a sense of relief.

"But with your fire, I can keep my furnace going for a while." The old man with a hidden sword looked at the girl with a smile.

"Huo Huo Huo, I'm just saying, Grandpa, why are you so kind in letting me come to get food? It turns out it's for the sake of fire." Chang Qingyao pouted, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she flexed her finger and the furnace ignited again.

When she got up, the color of the fire was transparent, as pure as the red dress on her body. But how long can the fire last? They didn't know.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the Heavenly Punishment Sword was forged. During these thousands of years, no matter where other swords have wandered, this Heavenly Punishment Sword has been guarding the furnace and been burned by raging fire for thousands of years.

Because it is the same as the Dugu Sword, it has been waiting until there is a person worthy of pulling it out. It waited for a thousand years and finally waited for the young man in white.

From then on, the young man in white will take it to travel around the world, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, living up to its reputation.

"The boy from the Tianshan sect

Is it? Is it the sect created by the old man from Tianshan a thousand years ago?" Chang Qingyao seemed to understand, she raised her head, "What's that kid's name? I'm going to find him in the world! See if he is

It’s really worthy of the sword made by Grandpa Luo Hao.”

Chang Qingyao said extremely seriously. She ran out this time just to see the legendary sword that was as mysterious as the Dugu Sword. She would not give up until she saw it.

The old man with hidden sword pondered for a while, seeming to be recalling the boy's name.

"He said he is from the Tianshan Sect..."

"Mu Yunfei!"

Perhaps the old man Zangjian never thought that many years later, it would be the man who pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Sword from his forge and would dominate the world. He would settle the world with one sword and calm the world that had been noisy for a long time.

"His name is Mu Yunfei. Okay, grandpa, I'll come see you next time!" Chang Qingyao nodded, leaped forward, and disappeared into the clouds into a scarlet stream of light.

"Where are the people?" Batulu couldn't see the man in white, nor could he feel his breath. He could only scratch his head in frustration, and the Sand Sword in his hand became weak.

"Behind you." Suddenly, a response came from behind him, and it was the response from the man in white.

Batulu was frightened, turned around in a hurry, and cut out a sword in a hurry. Although this sword was not very powerful, it was a subconscious strike from a mysterious immortal. It was as fast as the wind, making it difficult to catch its figure, especially

It's a light yellow sword blade, already hidden in the air.

"Too slow." The man in white responded calmly.

With a sword slashing through the air, in full view of everyone, the man in white easily dodged Batulu's sword as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. They clearly felt that Batulu's sword had already passed through the man in white's lapel, but the sharp sword energy was

Not even a crack could be opened.

It was as if Batulu's sword struck the wall of air and was drained of all its strength.

"Don't run away if you can, or take another blow from me!" Batulu calmed down and tried to use provocation to force him to fight with him. Batulu locked his eyes on the man in white, held the sword in both hands, and swung his sword again,

In an instant, wild sand filled the ground and shot out from behind him, like waves of sand on the grassland. It was overwhelming and had the power of thousands of troops. It was so fascinating that people couldn't open their eyes. He believed that this sword would definitely hit.

"The sword energy of my sword can reach ten feet. Unless you escape from this inn, you will definitely hit!" Batulu smiled firmly, and the tip of the Sand Sword actually shone with a cold light, like a desert illuminated by the sun.

Just as dazzling.

The man in white did not dodge. The two swords intersected. He took the sword lightly with one hand. What was even more surprising was that he actually took the sword energy of the sand sword with only the scabbard. The scarlet sword

The sword has been hidden in the scabbard, and even its true appearance cannot be seen.

Immediately, the strong wind calmed down, no, it disappeared, and there was no more dust. The entire inn, except for the broken tables and chairs, was as clean as new, as if all the dust had turned into air.

"Is this something a human can do?" The inn suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to speak because they had clearly ridiculed the man in white before.

"He is obviously just a peak Xuanxian!" Everyone was in an uproar. The immortal energy of the man in white had already shocked them, but the Xuanxian defeated the Xuanxian with only one sword, which shocked them even more.

"Sword, scabbard?" Batulu obviously didn't expect that his sword, which should have been so powerful, was gently caught by the man in white with one hand without using any moves. You must know that he had injected all the immortality into it.

Even when he was fighting Chang Qingyao just now, he didn't exert all his strength like this.

That sword can clearly defeat anyone

What kind of Xuanxian peak was shaken away, but the man in white looked so calm and composed, and he didn't even take a step back. If Chang Qingyao stopped the sand and dust with stillness, then this man in white was nothing.

?Fighting violence with violence, or crushing with strength?

Above the Xuanxian is Taihe, has he already entered it? Over the years, how many people have entered even half a step into Taihe? It is only half a step, and it is already extremely difficult.

Although the secret has been sealed, over the years, the only person who has stepped into the half-step of Taihe Immortal is probably Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Tianshan Sect a hundred years ago.

"I said, there is never any need for discussion between the two of us." The man in white smiled again. This smile looked a little frivolous, as if it was ridicule. But no one present dared to question him, because he has the qualification!

The man in white gently raised his hand and waved the scabbard to push away the sand sword in Batulu's hand. It was like the spring breeze blowing and the peach blossoms blooming. This breeze swept away all the sand and dust in the inn, making the air in the room fresh again.

stand up.

The Sand Sword in Batulu's hand was pulled out and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of loose sand again.

This man from the desert froze on the spot with a dull expression on his face. He never expected that he would be defeated by the sword of the man in white.

From north to south, he boasted that he wanted to defeat all the good players in the Great Xia Dynasty, but how long had he just joined? In less than a month, he was killed by an unknown man in white with a sword.

"I, lost, I didn't expect you to have entered that realm." Batulu's long mouth finally closed, his eyes were slightly unwilling, but what could he do, the strength of the two of them was already

So obvious.

"According to the previous agreement, I will abolish my cultivation right now." Batulu is not a person who breaks his word. He raised his two fingers and was about to cut off his immortal veins.

His hand raised high was grabbed by the man in white, as if he had just wanted to cut off Chang Qingyao's hair.

"I have said before that there is no competition between the two of us, so there is no stakes." The man in white slowly retracted his hand and put the sword behind his back.

Chang Qingyao's eyes were fixed on the sword behind him. She had been staring at the man in white for several days, but she never saw him pull out the sword. Chang Qingyao was almost dying of panic.

"The reason why immortal cultivators practice is not to compete in martial arts, nor to bully the weak. We should practice for the sake of the world, for the common people, and to protect those who are weak." The man in white nodded lightly. He didn't know that Batu

Did Lu hear it? He only knew that there was endless applause in the inn.

They sincerely admired him, not only because of his strength, but also because of his charisma.

"What the hero said is absolutely true. I, Batulu, understand it. I will return to the desert right away and teach the children of the desert what I have learned throughout my life and what the hero taught me." Batulu bowed again to the man in white.

.

"Although I will never enter the Central Plains again in this life, I still hope that the hero can leave your name. I hope that many years from now, my disciples will be lucky enough to have a good competition with the hero." This man with a slight beard.

The scumbag desert man's eyes are full of sincerity.

The man in white hesitated for a moment and finally reported his name.

"Tianshan Sect, Mu Yunfei." This was also the first time he reported his name in the world. From then on, the entire world remembered these six words, Tianshan Sect, Mu Yunfei.

"Okay, Tianshan Sect, Mu Yunfei, I hope we can meet again in the future!" Baturulu said with a loud smile. He strode out of the inn and never looked back. He walked towards the northwest against the setting sun.

Chic and calm.
Chapter completed!