Hearing Zhao Xueer's words, the old man in white said lightly: "This matter is simple. If you kill him, your brother will naturally be safe."

After saying that, the old man in white raised his hand and pointed at the old man in black who was in the realm of the two-star master.

At this moment, the old man in black was in horror. He found that he could not move when facing the old man Bai's finger, so he could only watch the old man in white with a guide.

This is completely a feeling of waiting for trial and death!

"Slow down!"

Seeing that the old man in white was about to give a guide to the old man in black.

At this time, Zhao Yi suddenly spoke out and stopped him.

"I will take his life in the future without the need for seniors to do it. Seniors just need to take me away from here."

"Also, although my sister volunteers to go with you, one day, I will go there myself, defeat the senior and bring her back."

At this time, Zhao Yi stared at the old man in white, and his tone was extremely firm and authentic.

The reason why Zhao Yi stopped him was because he didn't want to owe more favors to the old man in white.

As for Zhao Xueer, if he is strong enough in the future, he will naturally go and bring her back to her side.

Although nourishing qi and seizing veins will not affect life, it will cause damage to the foundation of martial arts.

If you are robbed of energy for a long time, your martial arts will become weaker and weaker, and you will reach a certain level, and you will be afraid that you will be able to make progress again.

To put it bluntly, nourishing qi and catching the pulse means catching other people's pulse and qi to strengthen yourself!

The one who is taken away will have weaker martial arts; the one who is taken away will only become stronger and stronger!

However, it is still beneficial for Zhao Xueer's martial arts practice in the early stage. After all, following the old man in front of him, he will definitely get the best martial arts resources.

However, it was very unfavorable for Zhao Xueer's martial arts practice in the later period, unless the old man in white stopped seizing her pulse.

Therefore, Zhao Yi needs to become stronger as soon as possible, go and defeat the old man in white, and take Zhao Xueer back!

Hearing Zhao Yi's words, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man in white.

In his eyes, a martial artist is not even dust or ants!

In other words, even if Zhao Yi is a hundred times or a thousand times stronger now, in his eyes, he is still not even dust or ants.

However, it was such a small existence that actually said that he would defeat him in the future!

This is like a mortal, challenging the gods.

"Courage is commendable, but this may always be an unrealistic fantasy in your lifetime."

"But, since you have this kind of heart, I might as well tell you that one day, if you really think you can come to challenge me, then come to the Martial Palace."

After saying that, the old man in white rolled up his sleeves and took Zhao Yi and Zhao Xueer, flying in the clouds and fog, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

In the ancient forest, only the old man in black who was soaked in clothes with cold sweat was left.

At the same time, he is still in deep shock.

He didn't expect that the old man in white was actually a man from the Martial Palace.

As a martial arts practitioner, everyone knows the Martial Palace.

The Martial Palace is the supreme existence of the Xuantian Continent. Every hundred years, the Martial Palace will hold a martial arts ceremony. At that time, all countries will worship the clans and the world will worship them.

Therefore, in the eyes of the martial arts practitioners in various martial arts countries, the people in the martial arts palace are also high-ranking.

Any genius from the martial arts kingdom is the ultimate goal of being able to enter the martial arts palace to practice.

"Huh, fortunately, he left."

After a long time, the old man in black let out a breath.

At this moment, he realized that he was not only sweating, but also his whole body was weak and he couldn't lift up any strength.

This is totally scared!

He had definitely escaped from death just now and had really walked away from the gates of hell.

Finally, fortunately, the silly boy Zhao Yi spoke out and stopped him.

It is ridiculous to say that he will kill himself in the future!

Missed today, Zhao Yi didn't want to have the chance to kill him.

"We need to go back as soon as possible to report this matter to the sect leader!"

The old man in black muttered to himself softly, and then he flashed and flew away.

.........

At this time, Zhao Yi held Zhao Xueer and was pulled by a secret force. He was flying in the air with clouds and fog at an extremely fast speed, like a glittering light, and suddenly a thousand miles away.

"Is this more than the power of the Martial Saint?"

"Surfing in the air, a thousand miles of thought!"

Zhao Yi was shocked.

Moreover, he knew that the power in front of him was definitely just the tip of the iceberg of the old man in white.

"A hundred thousand miles north is the territory of Fengqing Kingdom, where I will put you down."

At this time, the old man in white spoke indifferently.

Zhao Yi said seriously: "Yes, this time I, Zhao Yi, owe a favor to seniors."

The old man in white said lightly: "It's just a little effort, and it's up to your sister to save you."

Zhao Yi did not argue about this. He just expressed his meaning. As for how the other party thought, it didn't matter.

Zhao Yi held Zhao Xueer and said to her: "Don't worry, Brother Yi will definitely kill you to the Martial Palace in the future and bring you back."

Zhao Xueer leaned against Zhao Yi's arms, nodded vigorously and said, "Well, Brother Yi, Xueer believes that you will definitely come and take Xueer away."

"Brother Yi, Xueer will miss you every day!"

Finally, Zhao Xueer reluctantly told Zhao Yi.

She knew that parting was coming soon.

This is their last time to meet.

A distance of 100,000 miles is an extremely long distance for ordinary martial artists, even those like grandmasters.

However, for the old man in white, it was just a stick of incense.

After a stick of incense, the old man in white said lightly: "Here!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and Zhao Yi and Zhao Xueer separated.

Zhao Xueer still soared in the air and continued to move forward, while Zhao Yi fell to the ground.

"I am a clone, and I cannot send you too far."

"Boy, martial arts are long. Remember, only by living can you go further."

The words of the old man in white echoed in the void.

But, in the sky, where are he and Zhao Xueer still there?

Obviously, just in this sentence, he and Zhao Xueer were no longer far away.

At this moment, there was only one sentence in Zhao Yi's mind echoing for a long time, shocking him.

I am a clone!

The existence of an old man in white is actually just a clone.

The clone is already terrifying, what about the true body?

Zhao Yi almost couldn't imagine it.

At this moment, he realized that the martial arts world is vast and endless, and the road to martial arts is even more endless!

Zhao Yi fell on a narrow mountain path and found that there was a wilderness around him. However, at the end of the surroundings were strange mountains and steep scenery, and the mountains were filled with clouds and mist.

"Wang, the boy in front, please give way quickly and don't block your dog's way."

However, just as Zhao Yi was looking at the surrounding environment, a dog barking and talking suddenly came.

Then he saw a big yellow dog, holding a few bellybands of different colors in his mouth, running towards him...
Chapter completed!