Looking at the smile on the old blind man's face, I took a step back slightly, and the danger I felt from him became heavier and heavier.

But his story did not stop. He continued to tell: "When the child fell out of the python's belly, he was already dying. The white tiger was full of snake meat. He did not eat the child again, but took it back to his nest and raised the child."

"But one day, two monks came. They said they were taming the white tiger with their eyes, so they kidnapped the tiger."

At this time, the purple moon sword in the old blind man's hand flew over a few more times, and countless purple waves of air flew towards me.

At the same time, the old blind man also flew towards me with his two swords.

When I used my magical powers and demonic energy to block the purple energy, the old blind man waved his sword and came to me, and I waved his sword to block it.

The two of our swords collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere in an instant. His degree was not as fast as the gray-clothed Tianguan, and logically, it was not as fast as mine. I should be able to suppress him in the sword technique, but I don’t know what happened. I was completely dragged into his rhythm. I wanted to speed up, but I couldn’t improve it.

Because every time I want to speed up the sword, the old blind man's sword will always prick me from an angle, forcing me to go back to block the sword. The stabbed sword will be retracted, which will be greatly reduced for a while.

In terms of the secret of swordsmanship, I was actually much worse than that old blind man.

"when!"

Another fierce collision, and after hundreds of moves, the two of us separated from each other.

The sword in the old blind man rolled for a moment, and then slowly said: "The White Tiger in the Dangying is not the opponent of the two monks, so he was captured, leaving only the child in the tiger's nest. However, at that time, the child was nine years old. After the White Tiger in the Dangying for a few years, he had some predation ability. He began to prey on the weak animals in the forest for a living."

As he said that, the purple moon sword in his hand waved again, and countless small animals were flying towards me, including rabbits, foxes, toads, snakes, rats, insects, and ants...

I used a move to the heart of the sky fire, and the black flames in the sky spread directly over, and the small animals were instantly swallowed by the flames.

But my flames also went out instantly.

The purple aura of this old blind man was very strong. I vaguely felt some clues. His attack was related to his eyes without pupils.

Although he had his eyes closed, I could feel that his eyes were the source of all his sword moves.

At this time, the snow dragon sword in his hand also started to move. With his long sword swing, it really changed the sky. Dark clouds floated over the sky, and white snow fell in an instant.

Snowflakes as big as goose feathers twisted and fell from the air, and a biting cold came in an instant.

I am the physique of the Holy Demon, why do I still feel cold?

Could it be that the old blind man's sword technique is mixed with some illusions...

I took a deep breath, and the demonic energy rolled in my body. In an instant, I defended all the cold energy outside my body.

The old blind man continued, "In the winter, two monks came to the valley and took the child away. They took the child as their disciples, taught the child how to eat cooked food, how to speak, and how to use his eyes."

Hearing this, my heart suddenly felt a "knock".

The one who took away the white tiger's eyes could not be a monk from the North Heaven Sect, because the child of the white tiger's eyes was passed on to Mu Yifei.

The one who took the child away were the two heavenly priests from the Nantianmen, the owners of the Ziyue Sword and the Xuelong Sword.

Could it be that the general leader of the South Heaven Gate is targeting the North Heaven Gate because of the white tiger with his eyes?

When I thought so, the ground was covered with thick white snow, and the yellow sand in front of the Nantian Gate was gone.

And something seemed to surge under the thick snow, and the thing raised a thick ridge on the snow.

The ridge spread towards me and quickly surrounded me.

Before I could use my aura to find out, the huge thing under the snow ridge came out, and it was a huge snow-white dragon.

"Ao!"

The long dragon quickly bit me, and the soul-destroying bell in my hand quickly threw it into the air and directly covered me up. The long dragon hit the giant bell heavily.

"Buzz!"

"boom!"

With a huge bell ringing, a huge explosion followed closely, and a large area of ​​snow around my soul-dead bell was instantly blown away.

The yellow sand under the snow was exposed again.

As I quickly pinched my fingers in the soul-destroying bell, the yellow sand also circled, and the "huh huh" wind sounded. Under the strong wind, the yellow sand quickly turned into a giant dragon, and then crashed towards the old blind man.

The old blind man waved the snow dragon sword in his hand again, and a snow-white dragon quickly rose behind him, and it collided with my yellow salon.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the snowflakes and yellow sand were flying all over the sky.

At this moment, the sky was dim and dark.

After blocking the remaining power of the Soul-Destroying Bell, I quickly took the Soul-Destroying Bell, then held the Four Soul Swords tightly and rushed towards the old blind man.

When I rushed, I quickly used the sky and the earth to cover the fire. The huge flames covered the earth. The thick layer of snow on the ground was melted away instantly.

The snowflakes did not even turn into water, but directly turned into water vapor and steamed, and the sand under the snow was still dry.

At this time, I also arrived in front of the old guy, and swung the four-soul sword in my hand quickly. "Dangdang" and I cut out several swords in a row, forcing the old blind man to retreat step by step.

At this time, I already understood that I could no longer follow the rhythm of the old blind man, and I had to control the situation in my own hands.

My moves were very powerful, but after a while, I realized that my degree was reduced by the old blind man again.

Finally he slashed another sword.

"when!"

I swung my sword to block it, and my whole body was repelled for dozens of meters again.

After I retreated, the old blind man rolled the sword in his hand and said, "Young man, don't worry, my story has not been finished yet, listen carefully."

This old blind man’s story is the sword intent. Listening to his story is like falling into his sword intent.

But how can I break free from this sword intent?

Hiding in the Soul-Death Bell, and when his story is finished, I have a strong premonition that after the story of this old guy is finished, there will definitely be something extremely bad. I can't let him finish the story.

At this time, the old blind man continued to say: "That child is very smart and learns quickly, but he is looked down upon by his fellow disciples because of his eyes."

"Since he was young, he was called a little blind man, and even his two masters called him a little blind man."

"That child regarded his two masters as benefactors, but his two masters only regarded him as a dog he had been kept from the wild."

"His master taught him those things just to allow him to communicate with others in the master's sect."

"And there was only one result of his communication, he was bullied and kept bullying."

As he said that, the breath around him condensed again and then rushed towards me quickly.

I used my demonic energy to block those auras one by one. At this time, I slowly closed my eyes and opened my divine eyes again. I wanted to find the weakness of this old guy's story.

If you can find the weakness of his story, you can find the weakness of his sword technique, and then destroy the structure of his story and break his rhythm.

The old guy was waving his sword while talking, and I also closed my eyes and listened while swinging his sword to block his magical powers.

Both of us had their eyes closed, as if two blind men were fighting.

Someone immediately discussed on the Nantianmen: "The sect leader and the monster both closed their eyes. This is the first time I have seen this fighting method."

Another man said, "But this battle looks tepid, it doesn't look like a contest between a holy immortal and a holy demon."

At this time, an old man at the level of the immortal said, "You two know how to do it. The rhythmic power contained in the Sect Master's story and sword technique is not something you can see. Both of them are saint-level strong men. The Heavenly Official just said that Zhang Mu is the strongest here, but our Sect Master relied on the power of the rhythm and suppressed the strongest person in Tiangong's mouth."

"You need to understand this kind of fighting skills well. If you can learn one or two, you will benefit endlessly in the future."

The two people who were talking also nodded.

From this story, I only heard that the leader of the Nantianmen Sect is a tragic person, and it is even worthy of sympathy, and there is no flaw.

I was getting deeper and deeper into his rhythm, and it would not be a good phenomenon to continue like this.
Chapter completed!