No matter what Dandan thought, at least for the two sword emperors, the two spirit emperors in the forest at this time, and the noble man who had been invisible, his heart was already stormy because of Xia Sheng's words.

White Flame Sword.

The complete name should be called the Daylight Fireworks Killing Sword.

This is not a set of sword techniques, but a sword formation.

It consists of 3,300 long swords and 3,300 sword-holding men. It is the famous skill of the white-clothed sword saint Mu Chenyi, the emperor of Taizu, who was one of the seven sages of the bamboo forest, five hundred years ago.

To this day, only some of the remains of the Mijian Sect located in the southwest of Dajin have been preserved. As for the complete formation sword score, it has long been lost.

According to historical records, Mu Chenyi was the only saint-level powerful man who had a good death among the seven sages of the bamboo forest. However, he mysteriously disappeared when he led his army to quell the rebellion in the south. He disappeared for hundreds of years, and his life and death were unknown.

As the Emperor of Swords, although the brothers Chang Ming and Chang Xin regretted that they were born at the wrong time and had never witnessed what the real White Flame Sword Formation looks like, they were fortunate to be invited to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven held by the Mijian Sect a few years ago.

It was at that time that they saw the residual formation left by Mu Chenyi.

I never dare to forget it anymore.

They could not even imagine how amazing and beautiful Mu Chenyi was five hundred years ago, and what kind of cultivation and talent he had, he could create such a wonderful sword formation.

It can only make future generations awe, but they dare not have the delusion of comparing with it or even surpassing it.

In this way, it is conceivable how shocked they would be when they recognize that the sword formation in the forest is the White Flame Sword that has been lost for hundreds of years!

At this moment, when he heard the words of Master Wangguilin, Chang Xin felt that his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his body. He walked forward tremblingly and asked in a horror: "Is it the white-clothed sword saint?"

This time, the other party was obviously silent for a long time than before, and after a moment, he replied.

"No, that's the teacher."

Hearing this, Chang Ming and Chang Xin brothers felt their blood surging all over their bodies, and they were so excited.

But for the mysterious nobleman, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be better if it wasn't Mu Chenyi herself!

Thinking of this, he spoke again: "It turns out that he is a disciple of the White-clothed Sword Saint, so that's easy to say. The family master Pei Xu is an old friend of the White-clothed Sword Saint. I wonder if you have ever heard of it?"

Pei Xu!

Perhaps this name is relatively unfamiliar to Xia Sheng. After all, this person is not an old friend he met in his previous life, but a master of kendo that has risen in nearly a hundred years.

But for Han Dali, this name is definitely well-known!

In today's Dajin Dynasty, the two most famous saint-level powerful men are Yang Tianxiao, and the other is Pei Xu!

Because of their different regions, they are collectively called the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saints by the world.

It is precisely because of the existence of the two of them that the Jin Kingdom had lasted for nearly two hundred years of martial spirit disputes between the north and the south!

For a moment, Han Dali suddenly felt that his mind was not enough.

What day is today? Not only did he witness the assassination of the Ninth Prince by chance, but the people who emerged now have deeper backgrounds than the other, and the names he spoke were shocking.

It's okay for Xia Sheng. Although he didn't know how he pretended to be the master of Forgetful Reincarnation and how he was using the thousands of vines for him, at least before that, Han Dali had already seen his talent and attainments in the swordsmanship.

Now I heard that his teacher was the famous Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest and the Sword Saint in White Clothing, so he would not be too wrong.

Instead, I feel it is reasonable.

However, the big man who has always been hiding his head and tail and never showed his true face is Pei Xu's disciple, which is simply incredible!

If you think more deeply, would it be that today's assassination was directed by Sword Saint Pei Xu behind the scenes?

Han Dali felt that he could not think about it carefully, otherwise his entire worldview would collapse.

And it was at this moment that the guy who claimed to be the master of Forget about Returning to the Land spoke again.

"I have never heard from my master."

"In this way, I'm abrupt. But I don't know why you have taken action, so why have you refused to show up to see you?"

The mysterious man smiled softly and then bounced his fingers.

The next moment, dozens of vines surrounding him were stumbled into pieces and fell to the ground tragically. The unparalleled sword intent shrouded in the forest was also stagnant, as if a hole had been torn open.

Xia Sheng, who was more than ten miles away, felt a sank in his heart and thought it was not good, but it was too late to stop the other party.

I saw the man gently opened his red lips and slowly said a word.

"kill."

After receiving this order, Chang Ming and Chang Xin, the two swordsman emperors, had not yet reacted for a while, but the two spiritual emperors who intercepted before Rain Dali suddenly took action.

Hang Dali is the Martial Emperor. Even in a single fight, he is not an opponent of the Spirit Emperor in the same realm. What's more, there are two people on the other side now!

Almost in an instant, Zhang Dali had already judged the current situation and did not dare to have the slightest illusion of forcing a breakthrough, but retreated suddenly.

The next moment, the yellow sand in the sky galloped over with a spirit beast wrapped in a poisonous scorpion-like appearance, and a seemingly delicate blue iris bloomed in the surging blue sea, rolling towards the strong chest and abdomen.

This time, both spiritual emperors did not do their best, and only stimulated the two spiritual orifices in their bodies, but they still made Han Dali feel deeply desperate.

He must shoot the knife, otherwise he will definitely not be able to take the combined attack of these two people!

At the moment of life and death, he could not tolerate the hesitation of Dali for a moment, so he raised his hand and threw Ye Xiao'e into the air. Then he jumped, picked one of the thousands of vines casually, turned around, and tied Ye Xiao'e firmly on his back.

By the time he finished all this, the tail needle behind the poisonous scorpion was less than ten feet away!

Han Dali's footsteps were still sweeping back, and his palm had already grasped the hilt of the knife around his waist again. With a long sword in his hand, Han Dali's gaze immediately became extremely sharp, like a general who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time. In order to protect the most important things in his life, whether it was family, country, relatives, or loyalty and honor, he did not hesitate to fight the enemy to the end!

The sword light in his hand seemed to form a huge net, which was airtight. No matter the rolling yellow sand or the surging blue river, it was hard to get close to the half.

But no matter how he blocks it, there will always be a time to be exhausted.

No matter how he retreats, he will always have the moment of retreating.

Because behind him, not only Aaron and July, but also Chang Ming, as the saying goes, the two sword emperors!

In desperation, Aaron did not care about his safety and once again raised the broken and blood-stained spiritual wings, rushed towards Hang Dali's help, and shouted sternly: "July!"

Unfortunately, they were still late.

A flying sword swept past them first, then easily penetrated through Ye Xiao'e's chest, and then nailed it to the back of the rammed Dali.

"You dare!"
Chapter completed!