Zen Master Zhifei and four other Zen Master Tongxiaoyue together stabilized the situation in the field. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a sword light flashing. The Yin-Yang Old Man who was fighting with the righteous disciples in front was actually cut into two pieces by the sword light. Only the rest of his soul and his soldiers were dismantled.

Seeing this, Zen Master Xiaoyue looked pale. Although this Yin-Yang Old Man is lustful and shameless on weekdays, he is really a rare good player in Ciyun Temple. He thought that if he took action, he might not be able to take down this person. How could he know that after this sword light, the old thief's cultivation level for thousands of years will be turned into ashes?

Seeing the Lord of Sword Light, Zen Master Xiaoyue was no longer confused, but the blue and white color on this side became more and more dazzling.

It turned out that the sword master was a thin and dry old man, wearing only a single robe with seven holes, but the pulp was washed very clean.

As soon as this man came out, not only Zen Master Xiaoyue, but also knew that the four of them knew that they could not do anything. The sword light under his command gradually became stagnant. It turned out that this old man was the oldest among the two elders of Songshan, named Saixianshuo Zhu Mei. This man had been living in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain. A hundred years ago, he was searching for treasure in the Songshan Shaosou and met Zhuiyunsou Bai Guyi. Both of them were highly skilled in swordsmanship, and had great temperaments. From the first day of meeting, they had been together in the Songshan Shaoshuo for ten years, so they used the Songshan Shaoshuo as the place where the two of them studied Yuangong. Because they often gathered in the Songshan Shaoshuo, they called them the Songshan Two elders.

This sword fighting, Emei was coordinated by the short old man Zhu Mei and Zhuyun's solemn Bai Guyi in front of him. Xiaoyue was not unaware of it, but after all, these two people had not practiced magical powers in front of the monk for a long time, so he didn't know that this man was already so powerful.

It’s useless that he was arrogant in the past, but today he seems to be very arrogant!

Among the senior masters of the righteous path, there is a common name for the three immortals and two elders. Among them, if you are in terms of cultivation, these three immortals may be even better, but in terms of seniority, these two elders are half a lifetime higher. But these two elders like to play games and are very familiar with them.

As soon as the short old man Zhu Mei appeared, the chasing Yunshou Bai Gu Yi naturally came.

Sure enough, a sword light suddenly came from the air, looming, like jumping in the air, flashing a few times, and then came to Xiaoyue and others.

But no matter how hidden the sword light was, it could not hide the light on its body. Xiaoyue looked closely and felt the stinging pain in her eyes. The sword intent that was bound to the world that was bound to be surpassed by the white horse, making people dare not look directly at it.

The person who came was a sloppy old man in his sixties or seventies, who was dedicated and meddling in other people's business. No matter whether it was a swordsman from the north or south, or with the capable swordsman from various sects, there were very few people who were undefeated in his hands unless they were together with him. Not only did the man's body and swordsman, but he also practiced his body and body shape to appear at will. It was not an ordinary invisibility method, and could only block the eyes of ordinary people.

As soon as the two elders came out, everyone's eyes turned to this place, and they understood the battle between the swords and the outcome was the outcome of this battle.

At this time, on the battlefield, Ciyun Temple died and fled, leaving only Zen Master Xiaoyue, the Golden Arhat Fayuan, the Master Tianchi, the Youlongzi Wei Shaoshou, Mr. Zhong, and the two elders, Ascetic Head Tuo and all the sword immortals. Seeing that the many people he brought were destroyed in less than a few hours, Zen Master Xiaoyue was both ashamed and angry. His sword light was already showing its height and height. If it weren't for the help of Mr. Zhong's sword light beside him, he would have failed.

If the two elders and Ascetic Tauduo discussed their skills, they had long captured Zen Master Xiaoyue. It was because the four helpers he invited were all famous figures in the Kunlun School, including Master Yiyuan and the Silent Monk Kong, who both protected him. Moreover, it was said that Zen Master Zhifei came because of the feelings of Zen Master Xiaoyue and did not express his original intention. Therefore, he did not want to show his height and a grudge with the Kunlun School. I knew that Zen Master Xiaoyue would sooner or later respond to the last words of Zhenren Changmei and was punished by the law in the stone box. At this time, the disaster had not come, and he was so happy to let him live a few more days. Therefore, he only used the sword light to trap him, but the younger generation of sword immortals went to make trouble with him, so that he could exhaust himself and retreat when he saw the difficulties.

Unexpectedly, the Youlongzi and Wei Shao was wrongly aware of his intentions. He suspected that the two elders were deliberately teasing him, constantly exerting the Five Elements True Qi, spraying it on his sword, and fighting against the short old man Zhu Mei. Zhu Mei was originally the same as Zhui Yunsou. Later, when he saw Youlongzi and Wei Shao was ungrateful, he couldn't help but feel angry and thought to himself: "When will this stalemate be done? Why not give him some strength before talking." Then he pointed his hand at his sword light several times, and immediately turned into countless sword lights, and surrounded him. The reinforcements from the Buddhist sect, Master Suyin drove away the Fayuan and flew another sword. Wu Shao was panicked, and his spirit dispersed, and was twisted by Zhu Mei's several sword lights, and immediately twisted his sword light into two pieces. Master Suyin's sword took the opportunity to fall down.

Seeing that Wei Shao Shao’s crisis was Yu Yifa, Zhu Mei was unwilling to make enemies, so she hurriedly flew to block it.

But I knew that a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, standing in front of Suyin's sword light, and shouted softly: "Turn around!"

He tucked his mouth and exhaled a white mist, and then he swept towards the flying sword. The sword light seemed to really understand what the man said. He sobbed and broke away from Master Suyin's control and flew behind him tremblingly, as if he was extremely afraid of the mist.

Zhu Mei did not expect such a person to appear in vain? She was shocked and looked closely and found that it was a young man standing in front of the Emei Sect with a smile, frowning slightly, as if he was a little distressed.

Zhu Mei thought for a long time and didn't know when such a master appeared in the world of cultivation and helped the remnant of Ci Yun in front of her.

The man thought for a while, as if he had not made any decision yet, and turned around and asked the young master Wei, "He broke your sword, what compensation do you want?"

When Young Master Wei saw the sword light coming, he knew that it was unlucky and had already been waiting for death. But after waiting for a while, he was safe and sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man asking such an incredible question. He was stunned for a moment.

The man was very impatient when he didn't answer.

He looked annoyed, his palms were raised, and the others didn't feel anything, but Zhu Mei suddenly screamed: "Not good!"

I saw his sword that was still flying in the air hurriedly falling into his sleeves, but where did it take? The man bent his fingers slightly, and then he saw a big hand condensed from silver light suddenly appeared on Zhu Mei's flying sword, and gently held the sword body.

With a whine, the flying sword struggled a few times, and then fell aggrievedly between the big hands.

Zhu Mei's mouth of blood almost burst out from her heart, and she looked at the person who came viciously.

It turned out that the good sword he had been practicing for a hundred years was actually wiped out by the silver palm.
Chapter completed!