No matter whether his speed is fast or slow, the shadow stays in that position, which seems particularly relaxed.

The face of the Western King's grandson was even paler.

He looked to the back and found that there was nothing there.

It turned out that person was on it.

The Western Kingsun did not look up.

He suddenly changed direction and flew below the virtual realm, hoping to enter the cloud before the other party took action.

The shadow did not change, and he still followed him and walked forward on the surface of the white clouds.

As he was about to leave the virtual realm, the slightly flowing clouds were approaching, and the Western Princess seemed to see hope.

He soon discovered that the so-called hope was nothing more than illusion.

The shadow on the white cloud suddenly expanded and turned into a slender shape, like a sword.

The sword made of shadow left the surface of the clouds and rolled towards the body of the Western Prince Sun, like a fire of the soul fire in the Netherworld, or like a turtle's tongue.

The Western King Sun Li roared, not caring about his injuries, and forced out all the true energy in his body, speeding up, trying to escape from Shengtian.

But where is there anything faster than a shadow in the world?

Just give the child an oil lamp, and he can use his fingers to leave a shadow on the city wall in the distance, and then let the shadow move faster than Jing Yang's sword.

The sword shadow fell on the body of the Western King Sun, and then rolled him inside like a real rope and lifted it backwards into the sky.

The Western King Sun knew that the difference between the other party's realm was too great, so he gave up resisting and looked into the sky.

The sky above the virtual realm has no color, like transparent glass, refracting the sunlight and is extremely bright.

There is a dark shadow in the bright world.

Even if the background is a vast sky.

The figure still looked extremely tall.

Looking at the figure, the last trace of will of the Western Prince Sun melted and the snow disappeared, and he said the other person's name like a moan.

"Liu Ci..."

Then a self-deprecating and bitter smile appeared on his face.

Not unfair.

Nothing wronged.

There is nothing to be dissatisfied with either.

Two great objects in the Tongtian Realm took action one after another.

Who dares not accept it?

...

...

Tianshou Mountain.

The rainstorm has just begun to stop.

Pei Yuan had quietly returned to the cave, preparing to take out the treasure that had been hidden for many years and leave.

He thought to himself that he was the leader of the Zhengtang Hall and the elder brother of the sect leader, who dared to stop me?

A sudden sword ringing sounded among the mountains, summoning all the disciples to the palace to discuss matters.

Pei Yuan's expression changed slightly. He wanted to ignore it, but he felt the mountain gate formation that was obviously a bit stern, and hesitated.

In the end, he did not dare to break through the mountain gate, gritted his teeth and hid the treasure back into the depths of the cave, and returned to the square in front of the hall.

The disciples of Wurong Sect were very excited, even though they were wet, they were still talking about the previous scene.

The palace gate slowly opened, and Pei Baihai's figure appeared.

Everyone knelt on one knee and saluted loudly: "Greetings to the master!"

Pei Baifa slowly walked through the thirteenth stone steps.

The crane reliefs on the stone steps are more vivid after being washed by the rain.

The stern sword intent lingered around his body.

His footsteps fell and cracks emerged on the ground.

The sword intent gradually subsides.

It was very quiet in front of the hall.

Before the disciple asked a question, Pei Baifa said indifferently: "I want to kill the Western Prince Sun."

Everyone knew that it was a big figure in the Xihai Sword Sect, and it was said that it was a junior brother from Jianxi. They were very surprised, excited and worried.

The previous sword of the sect leader was indeed the supreme divine power of the Tongtian Realm, but you just came out of seclusion and were going to fight against the Xihai Sword Sect?

They thought about this, but they were not afraid of going to war with the West Sea, but they were just worried about the body of the sect leader.

After fighting with the Sword God, the sect leader could no longer see anything.

The outside world never knew this, but they knew it very well.

The elder asked with some uncertainty: "Is the Western Pirate dead?"

Pei Baifa did not answer the question and said, "You go to Bailu Academy and burn it there."

He still didn't tell everyone that the Yuntai of the Xihai Sword Sect was the main hall of Bulao Lin.

Pei Yuan finally couldn't help it and asked, "What the hell is wrong?"

Pei Baifa looked at him in the crowd and said, "What do you think?"

Even though he knew that he couldn't see him, Pei Yuan felt a little weird.

"I told me back then that people are close to each other, have noble virtues and are trustworthy, and they are just blind people, so it's okay to meet."

Pei Baifa said, "I believed him, went to Bailu Academy, and then became a blind man. So what's the problem with me burning it there now?"

Because of the past, he wanted to burn the Bailu Academy today, so what would that person end up?

Pei Baifa was just halfway through his words, and Pei Yuan ran out of the valley and fled.

Suddenly, a stream of blood burst out.

His right leg was neatly broken from his knee, as if it was cut off by a sword.

Pei Baifa looked at him in the distance with expressionless face, his pale eyes exuding a devouring luster.

Pei Yuan shouted in pain, got up from the ground, jumped forward with his left foot. The picture looked a bit funny, but even more terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, his left foot broke as far as his ankle.

Pei Yuan could no longer leave, and he couldn't even jump.

He sat in a pool of blood and cried desperately.

"I never thought my brother would betray myself, even if you have always been so stupid and ridiculous."

Pei Baifa looked at him with expressionless expression and said, "It turns out that I had been blind for many years before I was really blind."

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...

The small sword flew back from behind the cliff, and the bright sword body as bright as a mirror reflects the picture between the cliffs.

The dusty green trees, mottled blood, pale faces, and more and more cracks on their long gowns.

Liu Shisai knelt in front of the old scholar, looking very sad.

That sword intent destroyed all vitality.

He liked this senior very much because the other party helped him a lot and had been with him for a long time.

But the old scholar never told his own story, and even did not know that Liu Shisui knew his surname was Yan until today.

"Please tell me if you have any last wishes. As long as I am still alive, I will help you."

He looked at the old scholar and said.

The old scholar shook his head.

Liu Shisui was a little anxious and said, "You are almost dead, why are you still unwilling to say it?"

The old scholar did not answer this question and said, "When I die, someone will know, and then come here to check. You must leave as soon as possible, otherwise there will be danger."

Liu Shisui didn't understand what he meant.

"I'll give you this pen."

The old scholar handed Guan Cheng's pen to him and said with emotion: "Don't show up until this storm has completely stopped, as the world is too chaotic."

Guancheng Bi is the treasure of a vegetarian vegetarian.
To be continued...