In the Qinjia Village in Yunzhou, Mr. Qin sat on the high hall with a mighty aura and a high white beard. Below, a young disciple was answering respectfully, saying: "The white-clothed swordsman has entered Yunzhou. The people below said that they are coming all the way to the village."

Mr. Qin nodded and said, "Have you ever discovered the origin of this white-clothed swordsman?"

The few people present below shook their heads, and one of them said, "According to some people who have watched the swordsman in white, his swordsmanship is fast, extremely powerful, and unpredictable. Sometimes, you can't see him taking action, but the sword is already on the opponent's throat."

"In this way, his sword technique is very powerful? Will he inherit the Thirteen Swords of Yunwu from Lu Yun?" Old Master Qin asked again with his beard.

Another person shook his head and said, "No! I have asked many people that his sword skills are not like the Thirteen Swords of Yunwu."

"That's strange." Old Master Qin said in confusion, "This man fought all the way from Jingzhou, never defeated him. There is no need to say that his sword skills are superb. But don't you know his origin?"

The following people shook their heads and said nothing. They really didn't know the origin of the white-clothed swordsman.

"The gentleman sword Yuecheng, the thunderhand behind the scenes, Tang Xiao, the Tang family, the three-talent sword Wu Ge, these people are not small people, and it is not easy for me to deal with them. This person can defeat many people one after another without any damage. His sword skills may still be above Lu Yun." Mr. Qin sighed and said, "Okay. Since he has come to the door, I must not move. If you pass the message, I will go to Qingyunping in three days to compete with him."

The old man went down, but the Qin family disciples were very worried. The swordsman in white clothes suddenly appeared were extremely beneficial and had some words that they did not tell the old man, that is, among the people defeated by the white clothes, no one could have walked ten moves under his sword.

Just as the old man said, it was not easy for him to deal with those people, let alone defeating them in ten moves. From this perspective, the white-clothed swordsman's martial arts skills were obviously above the old man.

"Brother, we can't let the old man go, otherwise the name of my Qinjiazhai will be ruined."

"Hmph! Do you think I don't know? But everyone knows the challenge of the white-clothed swordsman. He came to Yunzhou to challenge the old man. If the old man doesn't go, will my Qinjiazhai be different from his reputation be ruined?" The boss snorted, his face turned ruthless, and said, "The old man must not refuse, but that white-clothed swordsman is not sure. Lao Wu, please contact the Guaizi Gang and let them get the white-clothed swordsman for me. In short, I don't want to see him in three days."

"Yes!" Lao Wu got up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, that white-clothed swordsman will definitely not be able to go to Qingyunping."

In Yunzhou, in the inn, Bai Xiaosheng sat quietly in the room, drinking tea. He seemed to have a dull look, but was also bright and very strange. Soon, the knock on the door sounded, and Bai Xiaosheng said, "Come in." A man and a woman pushed the door and walked in. He looked at the two of them and asked, "How is it? What's the news outside?"

Di Yun shook his head and said, "The old master of Qin has released the news. If the Qingyunping duel is in three days, there will be nothing else."

"Is that?" Bai Xiaosheng said undeniable, "You two go back and rest. But remember, don't sleep tonight, so as not to know how to die if you die."

Upon hearing this, the two shivered and immediately said, "Yes, we will be careful."

Along the way, Bai Xiaosheng challenged many famous masters, who were no worse than Wan Zhenshan, Yan Daping, and Qi Changfa, but these people were defeated by Bai Xiaosheng one by one. It would be fine if some lonely tourists were not willing to be defeated? But those with families and powers were not allowed. They took revenge on Bai Xiaosheng in different ways. After he became famous, some people even avoided the battle and thought that Bai Xiaosheng would not compete.

Di Yun and Qi Fang never thought that these so-called famous masters and heroes would have such an unbearable side, and the dangers they encountered along the way also made them frightened. If Bai Xiaosheng hadn't been by his side, they would have been killed by those villains unknowingly.

Jianghu, is this Jianghu? Such Jianghu is really disgusting!

The experience along the way made Di Yun and Qi Fang more and more annoyed the world of the world, and missed the countryside more and more in the countryside. Di Yun had long lost his idea of ​​taking revenge. He already knew who his master was, and he also knew that Bai Xiaosheng did the right thing. Although he couldn't live up to his relationship, he would not take revenge. Now, he was just thinking about leaving the world with his junior sister, returning to their countryside, and living his own life.

Unfortunately, Bai Xiaosheng did not let them go. He let the two follow along the way, not letting them fall behind, and all the experiences were watched with their own eyes, so that they could know what the world is.

He trained two people, and even if he could not become a hero, he would still be a hero who dared to speak and manage things. Otherwise, wouldn’t this world be turbid? This is not what Bai Xiaosheng wants.

The night was coming, and the night was a little quiet tonight. Bai Xiaosheng, who was sitting in the room, heard the dense footsteps downstairs. The footsteps were very light and ordinary people could not hear them at all. However, he was skilled and sensitive to ordinary people, so this sound could not escape his ears. He knew that Qinjiazhai had also sent people to stop him. The good one was to stop him, and the bad one was to kill him.

For these people, Bai Xiaosheng has always stopped killing.

He picked up the peerless, walked slowly to the door and stood there quietly. Looking at the doors and windows around, small tubes stretched out one after another, and hazy smoke came out from inside.

Bai Xiaosheng sneered, reached out and slapped the door. The door exploded. The broken wood of Sifei was like a sharp sword, and it instantly penetrated into the bodies of several people, causing them to wail in pain.

He stepped out, looking at the few people who were quickly retreating indifferently. With the long sword with a sheath, the sword light flashed, and instantly split the remaining three people into two pieces.

Papa... The door next door opened, Di Yun and Qi Fang walked out, looking at the corpse in the corridor, their faces looked a little ugly. They had experienced a lot of such things, but they still couldn't accept them.

"Okay, you guys go back and rest!" He said to the two of them, and Bai Xiaosheng also returned to the room. His door was so wide open, and he just sat cross-legged on the bed, waiting quietly.

Before dawn, someone found these seven corpses and screamed in fear, but the shopkeeper of the inn, the waiter understood what was going on. They didn't dare to speak out, but they quickly cleaned up. The door of Bai Xiaosheng's room was also replaced by them, as if nothing had happened.

It was dawn, and Bai Xiaosheng and the other two walked out of the inn with their bags and headed towards Qingyunping. But when they reached the city gate, the brigade of military horses surrounded them, and an official army shouted: "Boy, you killed someone last night..." Before he finished his words, his body cracked open, and together with the horse he sat down, it turned into two pieces, blood flowing all over the ground.

Looking at Bai Xiaosheng, his whole body was as sharp and unstoppable as a sword unsheathed.

His sword was bloodless and never unsheathed. His sword was too fast, so that the sword sheath was not stained with blood. These soldiers could not see this sword, but they could see the tragic death of the official army, and they were all frightened.

Bai Xiaosheng just glanced lightly, and the sharp momentum made them spontaneously retreat and give way out.

He still didn't say anything, and took Di Yun and Qi Fang out of the city gate. When the three of them walked away, the soldiers shouted in fear and ran away one by one.

"Damn it!" In the restaurant, the old Wu of the Qin family who had been watching the city gate fell off the cup in his hand. He looked angry and had no hippie feelings on his face. "This guy is too arrogant, even the official army dares to kill him?"

Opposite him, a big man bowed his head and said nothing, but there was a sense of fear in his eyes. Their Guaizi Gang was just a small gang, and except for the large number of people, it could not be compared with the Qinjia Village. This is also the reason why they obeyed the Qinjia Village. But who would like to do some people who died? Guaizi Gang was unwilling. They sent people yesterday, but they were completely helpless. When the person died, they dared not say much.

But the fifth master was really looking for death, and he actually found the official army again. He wanted to charge the white-clothed swordsman for murder. He didn't think about who had no murder on them. Moreover, if the white-clothed swordsman was afraid of the official army, he could survive until now. But the Guaizi Gang knew that someone had tried to use the official army to capture him, but he was defeated by the white-clothed swordsman with one sword. There was no one left in the entire 300 official army.

This also makes the white-clothed swordsman famous.
Chapter completed!