"Let's wait and see."

The boy looked at the middle-aged man in white and shook his head slightly.

The Lord of Piaoxue Peak withdrew his thoughts and stopped looking at the boy. He actually turned his attention to Huan Chang.

Just a glance, the people who were looking up at the Lord of Piaoxue Peak could not help but lower their heads.

After carefully looking at Huan Chang for a while, the Lord of Piaoxue Peak turned his head again.

"His disciple, you can't move."

The boy burst into laughter and said, "As far as I am concerned, is it necessary to attack this little guy?"

The man in white looked darker.

"You used to destroy his cultivation and destroy his Taoist heart, causing his master to get old wounds, and then he died of depression."

"Don't I know your character?"

When the boy heard this, his face darkened.

"You always think that's my fault, but if you get along easily, will you do that?"

"He ended up with his own fault!"

The man in white was silent.

Then, he said disdainfully: "After all, you are afraid of their master and apprentice, so you will act like this."

"If that didn't happen, no one could have predicted what step they could have."

The young man sighed: "Although a master is a master and apprentice, his style is magnificent in Jiuzhou. Even I have to admire it."

"I thought he would be depressed because of this, but I didn't expect that three hundred years later, he would actually reach that level."

The man in white said, "Yes, his cultivation was destroyed, his heart of Tao was destroyed, and his master died tragically. Everyone thought that his lineage had declined."

"But when he was born again, even you couldn't sit still."

The boy was silent first, and then said: "This person has long deviated from the purpose of his master. He is too murderous. He just returned to the world and caused a bloody storm."

The man in white smiled and said, "After all, you are still afraid."

The boy looked up at the sky and kept asking himself in his heart, are he really scared?

Three hundred years ago, the master and apprentice of that lineage were called the Shuangjie of Jiuzhou.

The master is already at the top, but his apprentice is even more amazing and chasing him back and is extremely energetic.

Even if there were only two sects, no one in the world dared to provoke them. At that time, this lineage was too brilliant.

Later, the master was besieged and seriously injured and died.

In order to avenge his master, his disciple slaughtered three thousand miles of blood, and countless warriors died in the hands of this person.

Not only did he kill those disciples of the sect who had besieged the master, but he also killed everyone indiscriminately when encountering other sects.

Since then, the disciple has no longer been one of the two masters of Jiuzhou, but is a great demon of Jiuzhou.

The boy finally took action.

Although his apprentice is amazing, he has not reached the peak after all, so his martial arts are abolished and his Taoist heart is broken.

Due to his identity, the young man did not kill his apprentice.

However, when the master learned about his apprentice's news, the injury that could have been forcibly suppressed completely broke out.

Then, the master struggled in pain for a while with hatred and unwillingness and left the world.

He died with his eyes open.

The two heroes of Jiuzhou have become history.

That thing was too big and almost triggered a big battle again, but it was eventually forced to suppress it by Haotian.

Everyone thought that the apprentice was destroyed.

But when he was dormant for three hundred years and reappeared in the world, he once again caused a bloody storm.

When the boy learned the news, he finally walked out of the Haotian Sect. At this time, three hundred years had passed since Jiuzhou.

"Even if he restores his martial arts, what can he do to me?"

"I heard that Mingjian Villa invited heroes from all over the world to hold a demon-slaying conference to kill this great demon in Jiuzhou."

"The Great Demon of Jiuzhou?"

The man in white sneered repeatedly.

"You don't know what happened back then, why are you pretending to behave here?"

"Do you know why I didn't fight you just now?"

"Of course it's because I can't let go of the inheritance of this lineage, there is actually another reason, that is, I want to leave your life to him."

"In three hundred years, he will break and then stand up, and enter the Tao by killing and attacking. I think you should be afraid."

The boy stared at the man in white and said, "There is no one in this world, nothing is right to scare me."

"Three hundred years ago, I could destroy his cultivation and destroy his Taoist heart. It would still be possible in three hundred years."

"I'll kill him this time."

"Buzz!"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, snowflakes floated in the sky again.

"If you dare to do it, I will slaughter the Haotian Sect."

The boy finally stood up, looked at the man in white with a knife, and said, "Dare you threatening me?"

The man in white sneered, "If you don't accept it, fight!"

The cold wind whistles and heavy snow falls.

Piaoxue Sword suddenly unsheathed and rushed straight towards the young man. The incident happened so suddenly.

"boom!"

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, turning into countless sharp swords in the air, attacking the young man without leaving any room for anything.

"You dare!"

The boy was furious. He didn't expect that the man in white would do it as soon as he said he could do it.

"boom!"

The top of Yingchou Du Peak has become a silver makeup, and the entire mountain is covered with ice and snow. The cold air can simply freeze all living things to death.

"Crazy!"

The next moment, trees rose from the ground, and from young saplings, they soon grew into towering trees.

The flowers are blooming temporarily, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The mountain covered with ice and snow instantly turned into a fairyland on earth.

"Puff!"

The man in white took back the Piaoxue Sword and then suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood.

But he was laughing.

"This sword is just a warning to you. If you dare to take action against him, I will kill the Haotian Sect."

The boy was surrounded by emerald green trees and various flowers, but his face looked ugly.

"Don't hold it in your hands if you are injured. Spit it out if you should vomit blood. Don't make the injury worse."

The man in white looked at the boy and said with a big laugh.

The young man's face was gloomy and said, "The Huashan Sect was also a super sect back then. Although he participated in that incident, he paid the price for it."

"For three hundred years, the Huashan Sect has been in a state of half-closed mountain. After he returned to the world, he still destroyed it without hesitation."

"The killing spirit is so strong, do you think I shouldn't take action?"

The man in white said coldly: "If you dare to touch him, I will destroy your sect!"

The boy's face turned pale with anger, his sleeves began to be free of wind, but in the end he said nothing and his body disappeared.

When the boy appeared again, an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on his face, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Piaoxue Sword Technique is indeed well-known."

The boy left, but the man in white coughed violently, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

His figure flashed and he came to Huan Chang's side.

At this time, Huan Chang was stunned because of the conversation between the two of them.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes turned red as blood, and his teeth were clenched on his lips.

Even though blood was bitten out of his lips, Huan Chang still didn't notice it at all.

As he sat down, the black donkey, who had always looked heartless, became silent.
Chapter completed!