Stepping... A sound of brisk footsteps slowly came in the deep forest, and a figure appeared faintly, slowly walking from far to near. Under the colorful moonlight, a handsome and elegant monk appeared in Bai Xiaosheng and Qianhe's eyes.

The momentum that had just risen was broken by the sudden arrival of the person!

"Amitabha! I heard someone fighting from afar. I would like to see you and ask the two donors for forgiveness." The monk's voice was like a floating fluff, soft and kind, making people feel no disgusting. He looked at the two and said, "I don't know what kind of hatred you have. I would like to listen to your words and relieve the demon in my heart!"

Qianhe frowned, knowing that this was a nosy monk. He looked at the monk carefully, and said in surprise, with a solemn expression on his face, and said, "I don't know what the master calls him?"

"I am not silence!" Buxu clasped his hands together and said politely.

It was indeed him! Bai Xiaosheng's eyes lit up. When he saw this monk, he thought of it. This person was an unknown friend. He possessed the unique skills of Miyin Temple, and had a very high skill. He was almost as good as the Sword Saint, who was probably not weak at all compared to Xiongba.

Looking at Buxu, Bai Xiaosheng's dissipation momentum rose again, his eyes were burning, as sharp as sword light. Buxu was slightly surprised, looked at Bai Xiaosheng seriously, and said to himself: This person is young, but he has such accomplishments, and is really extraordinary!

"Donor..." Buxu just opened his mouth, his eyes glared, his body suddenly rotated, and an invisible force gushed out, turning into a whirlwind. In front of him, three sword lights flew in, violent and sharp. However, when this violent and sharp sword energy touched Buxu's invisible power, it instantly dissipated around and turned into invisible.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed and said, "This is the method of turning karma with cause and effect!"

"Amitabha! That's right!" Buxu was not angry at all, but his face was still calm. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "The donor has profound internal skills and extraordinary sword skills. He is actually a genius in the martial arts world today."

"The master is too rewarded!" Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Now, I really hope to see the master's magical skills! Take it!" He didn't give Buxu a chance to refuse. He flew into the air, and his sword energy whistled. Buxu's body flew away, and the monk's robe draped on his body rustled, and the invisible force transformed the sword energy hitting him into the invisible.

Such a wonderful skill has opened the eyes of the Taoist Qianhe beside him. He knew that this is the small change in the causal transformation technique, and there are even more powerful major change.

This skill is wonderful, but Bai Xiaosheng is not unfamiliar with it. Such magical skills are not just the skill of the cause and effect transformation technique of Miyin Temple. Bai Xiaosheng understands the magic of turning the stars, moving flowers and jade, moving the universe and the Tai Chi, and all the magical skills of removing power and leveraging the power. He really wanted to see how different this skill of turning the cause and effect transformation technique is from these magical skills.

Bai Xiaosheng's speed was two points faster, and his two-fingered sword roared out the sword energy in the sky. It was continuous. Buxu could still resist it at first, but as Bai Xiaosheng increased his strength again and again, his small transfer could no longer completely eliminate Bai Xiaosheng's power. At the critical moment, Buxu said: "Be careful, donor, be careful! Big transfer!" The gushing power suddenly disappeared. Bai Xiaosheng's sword energy in the sky seemed to hit Buxu, which surprised both Buxu and Bai Xiaosheng who were watching on the side. But then, a powerful force burst out from Buxu's body. The sword energy that Bai Xiaosheng killed instantly reversed and returned.

Advantages! Bai Xiaosheng's eyes shone brightly, and he praised it in his heart. His body fell to the ground. A sword was stabbed in place, and sparks were drawn at the fingertips. It became brighter and brighter. The sword energy collided with the sparks, making a puff sound, and the two dissipated invisible in the blink of an eye. His eyes were burning at Buxu, and his arm was raised again, like a sharp sword, stabbing straight away.

"Amitabha!" Buxu clasped his hands together, and the Karma Transformation Art was slapped out casually. The dense palm shadows instantly covered Bai Xiaosheng's sword light. Under the power of the Karma Transformation Art, Bai Xiaosheng's sword light seemed to be broken, turning halfway, stabbing himself. His body turned, and his left hand bounced up, and the power of the tide burst out, hitting the ground not far away, leaving a sword mark. However, the force of his forward rushing remained unchanged, and his fingers were also stabbed on the power of the Karma Transformation Art.

‘Curious energy…’ Bai Xiaosheng widened his eyes and was shocked. Although this kung fu performance is the same as the kung fu, such as the Great Transfer of the Universe, its origin is different. Just like the few kung fu mentioned by Bai Xiaosheng, its origin is also different.

At this time, he was in touch with the origin of this skill and felt as if he was stuck on it. The force he stabbed was also reversed layer by layer to deal with him. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but he could not evacuate.

Although Bai Xiaosheng didn't know what the consumption was worth, he knew one thing, that is, the consumption of worth must be smaller than that of himself. With such hard inner strength, he must be the one who lost!

With a certain look, Bai Xiaosheng's back jumped inexplicably, the sword roared lightly, flew into the sky and slanted down. Buxu's eyes glared, and the Cause and Effect Transformation Art exploded instantly. Bai Xiaosheng smiled, and the sword energy in the sword finger was burning. The surging force collided with the power of the Cause and Effect Transformation Art, emitting a strong bombardment force.

Under the powerful thrust, the two of them quickly retreated, and Bai Xiaosheng grasped the peerless ones with a grasp of his sword.

Buxu looked at the sword in Bai Xiaosheng's hand, frowned slightly, and said, "Donor, the sword in your hand is magical, so it is better to use it less than donor!"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly, turned back to his sword and looked at the peerless. After being changed by the blood of the Qilin, the peerless changes were not much, but it gave people a strange feeling. At first glance, it seemed to be a striking spirit. This is the demonic nature in Buxu's mouth. Such a sword can become a demonic sword, just like a fire solid sword. However, peerless is even worse than the fire solid.

He thought of the Huolin Sword, and slapped his left hand, and another long sword jumped out of the sword box behind him, which was held in his hand. The sword had not been sheathed, so he could not tell anything. When he inserted the peerless back into the sword box, he slowly pulled out the Huolin and said, "Monkey, what about this sword?"

"What an evil sword!" Buxu glared at his eyes, was startled, and soon calmed down again. He closed his hands and said, "Donor, this sword has magic power that affects people's minds and spirits. It is actually a magic sword. Please let the donor put down this sword as soon as possible."

Buxu didn't recognize Huolin, but Qianhe, who had been watching the two of them, recognized the sword and couldn't help but say, "This sword... is the Fire Lin sword of the Duan Family?"

"Huolin Sword..." Buxu frowned even tighter.

Bai Xiaosheng did not hide the two of them and admitted generously: "Yes. This sword is the Fire Lin Sword. I get this sword from Lingyun Cave. I also know the legend of this sword. The great monk doesn't need to read it. I won't give it to you."

"Amitabha!" Buxu shook his head and said, "Donor. You have such cultivation at a young age and will definitely achieve extraordinary success in the future. Why should you be obsessed with a magic sword? It is definitely not a blessing to wear this sword on your body!"

"Haha... Master, do you think I will use this sword? I will use this sword for another purpose, Master, don't worry." Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand. He looked at this, sighed lightly, and said, "Forget it, forgot. Since that's the case, the monk will not say much. I think the donor is not a ruthless person, and I don't want to speak anymore. Let's say goodbye!"

"Master, my sword has been unsheathed, but you are about to leave, which is really disappointing." Bai Xiaosheng's body moved and blocked the immaculate retreat. The sword in his hand was replaced by peerless again, standing in front of the two of them.

Buxu shook his head and said, "Looking at the donor's action just now, I know that the donor is a man of a stubborn martial arts..."

Bai Xiaosheng knew that he was going to preach, so he immediately interrupted, "Master, no need to say much. I can't let go of martial arts yet. When I put down my martial arts, I will understand the truth in the master's mouth without the master's words. Now, I just want to compete with the master seriously. How about it?" He looked serious and his tone was very serious. Instead, he was stunned by his words, with a thoughtful look on his eyes. Then he nodded and said, "Since the donor has this request, it is not easy to refuse. Please!"

"Okay!" Bai Xiaosheng's eyes flashed. The long sword in his hand was made of fire, reflecting dazzling light. The sword was originally black, but it was extremely dazzling at this time, making people dare not despise it.

Looking at Bai Xiaosheng like this, he couldn't help but think of the peerless swordsman, the fabulous nameless man. Back then, he was also a person who was obsessed with swords.

"Master, I'm here..." Jian Xin moved, the sword intent arises, and the sword energy arises! The competition with the Patriarch Fuyi did not make Bai Xiao feel like an opponent, but it was more about the exploration of martial arts here. The same was true for the competition with Taoist Qianhe. However, the appearance of the sword heart made him feel ready. He knew that this was a person who could compete with him and a person who could compete with him.

This made Bai Xiaosheng, who had never really taken action for a long time, was very happy, and the blood in his body seemed to boil.

It is hard to find an opponent in one person. In the main world, Bai Xiaosheng cannot find an opponent. He cultivates innate masters, just looking for an opponent. Everyone yearns for the feeling of being at the peak, but when it reaches the peak, it is too cold. The world of wind and clouds is different. There are countless masters here, just like the domineering masters at the peak, but he is too tall. Although Bai Xiaosheng has the will to fight, he cannot have the will to fight. The gap between the two is wide, and he can't do anything about it.

It's not that bad. This is an opponent who is not much different from himself. He is taller than himself, but not much higher. He is a person who can make him do his best but cannot see victory, but can feel victory.

Such a person is a good opponent!

Bai Xiaosheng's sword was trembling! Once the sword trembled, the sword light shone a little! He had already integrated the sword, and the strength of the sword was his own strength. The sharpness of the minute was unstoppable!

Buxu showed a serious expression, and the momentum around him was like the flowing water of mountains and rivers. The sound of waves in peace made people dare not look at each other!

Buzz!

The sword chant finally rang out. A sword light in the dark night was so dazzling. It was almost at its peak, leaving only the long bright tail.

Buxu's feet lightly, his body retreated quickly like floating fluff. The sword light was tightly pressed against his cheek, slashing his skin to hurt. Suddenly, Buxu's body was certain, and he slapped his left hand on the sword body. With a tingling sound, the two of them were as if they were struck by lightning, and their bodies trembled. Bai Xiaosheng's expression remained unchanged. The sword in his hand was leveraging the force, Buxu's right hand held it and slowly slapped it out.

The sword and the palm intersect in mid-air, and the causal transformation technique exploded instantly. The great transformation suddenly unloaded the force that Bai Xiaosheng had fired around and rolled up a piece of smoke and dust. He held and pulled his left hand, and the scattered forces gathered again to fight back against Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng flew away, his sword crossed, and he jingled, and he retreated with force. The two of them once again opened the distance and looked at each other from afar! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!