Ye Taoling subconsciously grabbed Bai Shu's hand tightly. The force she used was very strong, and it made Bai Shu feel painful, and his nails were slightly embedded in Bai Shu's flesh.

Bai Shu suddenly realized something at this moment. The sea water in Ye Taoling's hometown poured backwards, and the heavy rain fell for three consecutive months, which seemed to have begun. The ethereal beast roar was a very obvious message.

Ye Taoling lived in secluded residence on the coast all his life. The East China Sea made Ye Taoling's fame and buried Ye Taoling's life. The success or failure of a genius girl has never left this vast and ruthless sea.

Bai Shu held Ye Taoling with his back hand and wiped the rain on her face. He held Ye Taoling's cheek and looked at her eyes and said, "Let's go and see, it's okay."

Bai Shu is really not a man with a cruel heart, especially when dealing with feelings, he cannot be indifferent to seeing Ye Taoling suffer, so he can only bear the burden again and again to the person, and continue to use the tormenting warmth to deepen the bond between himself and Ye Taoling.

The two of them speeded up and walked towards the distant beach. The closer they were to the beach, the more water there was on the ground. The heavy rain in the sky poured down desperately, blocking all vision. Under the hazy, the sky was like a crack in Dongluo, and the sky was torn apart and the river poured down.

The waves on the East China Sea were rolling, and huge waves several meters high had been raised. In the turbid waves, Bai Shu faintly saw two blurry black shadows on the sea. One was agile and thin, and it was the black dragon. The other was as strong as a mountain, with wings on the back. There was a horn between the wings, covered with dark brown scales. Under each scale were rugged barbs visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, two ferocious beasts were fighting each other fiercely. As the claws collided, large pieces of flesh and scales on both sides peeled off, dyeing the surrounding sea area into blood red.

The endless turbid waves surged under their agitation, almost covering the sea cliffs and up the mountains.

Meng Kezhi had dissipated his demonization on the sea cliff, and his waist was straight like a spear in the storm.

Bai Shu and Ye Taoling stepped forward and stood side by side with Meng Kezhi. The cold rain fell, as if to freeze the three of them into statues by the sea. As unprecedented as the few young people in this world who are best at fighting appeared in the same picture.

"Is it it?" Bai Shu asked Ye Taoling. Ye Taoling nodded slightly, but was not as excited as Bai Shu expected.

At this moment, the heavy rain hit people, and Ye Taoling had already fallen to the realm of breaking through the void. She could no longer do such a heroic feat as killing the enemy thousands of miles away. What she left for Ye Taoling was just a pity.

Amid the sound of water waves, Meng Kezhi glanced at Bai Shu and the others indifferently, and suddenly said to Ye Taoling: "When you recover, we will fight again, how about it?"

Ye Taoling didn't expect Meng Kezhi to make such a request at this time. She shook her head slightly and expressed her rejection. After she had finished her wish, Ye Taoling would never want to fight for anything again, nor would she work hard to improve her cultivation.

Meng Kezhi was a little surprised. If it were the past, he believed that Ye Taoling would definitely come to the appointment.

After pondering for a moment, Meng Kezhi said again: "It is related to your Dongluo Sword Sect's face. This time it is better to defeat me in front of the four sects. Then you will have no chance in the future. Have you figured it out? Don't be more brilliant before your sword sect falls."

This sentence fell into Bai Shu's ears, and he couldn't help but feel a bit tragic. Luo Shilan was ready to return to her hometown, and Ye Taoling's realm also fell. She might soon be sealed with swords. The glory of the sect cannot be relied on a few old guys to fight for it.

Sure enough, Ye Taoling was moved when she heard Meng Kezhi's words, but she still said calmly: "Look at it again, if there is a chance."

Meng Kezhi nodded, without saying anything more, nor did he intend to invite Bai Shu to fight.

As they spoke, the people from the Sword Sect finally arrived late, with only three people coming, one of them, and two old men who had never seen Bai Shu before, with white hair and beard.

The three of them stepped forward, and Ye Taoling first saluted the sect leader, and then called the two old men, uncles and uncles. Bai Shu also looked at the two old men carefully.

Under the heavy rain, the sword cultivator's spiritual energy was released from the two men, blocking all the rain. One of them was wearing gray clothes, with thin eyes, bright eyes, and a sense of spirit on the left and right. The other one was wearing a yellow robe, with a burly figure, wide-sleeved long clothes, and his hair was dispersed. He was obviously a passionate figure.

When the old man in yellow robe saw Bai Shu and others, he couldn't wait to ask Ye Taoling: "Which boy is that Bai Shu, who is in black?"

Meng Kezhi returned to his calm state of being calm. He listened to the old man in yellow robe and looked back at him with innocent eyes.

The old man in gray paced forward slowly and said slowly: "Young brother is such a bad word. Don't look at this boy in black, but he looks at you sideways, his eyes are not far from my hands. He is obviously alert to you and me, and is ready to fight, and he is obviously an outsider."

The old man in yellow robe slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "That's right, senior brother, you are cunning, this kid is indeed wrong."

As if no one else communicated, and regardless of Meng Kezhi's gradual ugly face, those who could be called by Ye Taoling as the master, were at least of the same generation as the sect leader. It is no wonder that the two of them did not take Meng Kezhi seriously. It is not surprising that the old man in gray could see through Meng Kezhi with his wise eyes.

The old man in gray then fell on Bai Shu, smiled and nodded to Bai Shu and said, "This kid should be what the junior sister said about Bai Shu. Although her eyebrows and eyes are not as beautiful as Ling Yatou, her clear eyes are somewhat similar."

Bai Shu knew that they were talking about his mother, and immediately felt a little intimate with the two. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said respectfully: "Bai Shu has seen two seniors."

The old man in yellow robe looked at Bai Shu carefully, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he felt. He said three good words in a row, and suddenly changed the subject: "Tao Ling has found a good home, and he will turn around and choose a zodiac auspicious day for them to get married!"

Bai Shu was so scared by his words that his eyes almost glared out. Someone was the one who just met and took the initiative to marry someone without saying anything. Bai Shu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ye Taoling was not as restrained as Bai Shu. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the old man in the yellow robe and said, "If you joke again, I will not recognize you as your uncle in the future."

The old man in yellow robe then retracted his gaze, touched his nose, and said, "That's right, it's not my turn to control this marriage, it's up to Junior Sister Ling to arrange it himself."

Ye Taoling glared at the old man in yellow, turned his head and ignored him, obviously a little annoyed. It would be fine if Bai Shu and Ye Taoling didn't mention the matter, but it would be sad if he asked for it.

At this time, the sect leader finally stood up to smooth things over and said, "The enemy is in front of us, let's solve this problem first, and there is still time to talk about these in the future."

As the sect leader said, he briefly introduced the two to Bai Shu, asking Bai Shu to call the old man in gray, Master Wei, and the old man in yellow, Master Zhang. Bai Shu did as he said, and at the same time, he made way for the position on the sea cliff and stood a few steps behind the three sect leaders and the other ones.

Bai Shu, like before, has not lost his etiquette to his elders, and his arrogance in his bones has also been much more restrained.

The sea water above the sea has flowed back into the land surface at this moment. Standing under the cliff and looking down, the entire coastal area has been filled with a vast ocean. The place where two giant beasts fight, roars and thunder are constantly heard. Looking from a distance, flesh and blood are flying everywhere, lightning is intertwined, and it is indescribable to be thrilling.

Through the layers of rain, some of the ethereal and blurry on the sea were white. Bai Shu faintly felt that the long horns between the wings of the Ruins were a little wrong. They didn't look like beast horns, but instead had a faint luster, shining under the reflection of lightning.

Bai Shu asked subconsciously: "What is the thing behind the Ruins?"

The sect leader looked into the sea from afar and replied indifferently: "Silly child, that's a sword."

Bai Shu was shocked. The ruins must be at least dozens of feet high. In addition to the Cangjian Peak, are there such huge magic weapons in this world?

At this moment, the old man in gray also muttered: "You read that right, is it really that sword?"

The sect leader said, "That's right, it's it. I didn't expect it to be buried in the sea, but instead stuck behind this beast."

At this time, Bai Shu also vaguely discovered something wrong. The giant sword was inserted into Xu Zhi's back. Every time Xu Zhi moved, it would touch the wound on his back. The dark blood fell down the wound cut by the sword's edge. It also roared in pain, as if it was being eaten by the giant sword.

Who is the only person who has the ability to leave such a domineering sword under this prehistoric beast? I don’t know how many years have passed, but this beast is still suffering from the destruction and torture of sword power and cannot be escaped for a long time.

The sect leader looked at Bai Shu sideways and said to Bai Shu: "Do you remember that I told you that a sword was lost in the East China Sea in the early years and never returned to the sword tomb?"

Bai Shu also recalled this by the sect leader. In addition to the head tomb, there were several famous swords that shocked the world in the sword tomb.

Bai Shu asked uncertainly: "That sword is..."

The sect leader looked calm and smiled slightly and spit out two words: "Shocked and killed!"

The lightning light crossed the sky under the thunder. For a moment, everything on the sea was illuminated. The battle between the black dragon and Xun had reached the most tense stage. The scared sword behind Xun shone with a cold light under the illumination of the lightning, and then used a silent way to tell the tragic moment of an era.

It was a year when the wind and clouds were changing, and the famous swords of the Sword Sect became famous all over the world. Some people could fight against the prehistoric beasts like Xun and Ji through the cold light on the back of Xun and Jin. It was not difficult for Bai Shu to imagine what kind of era it was.
Chapter completed!