Outside a quiet rift valley, a green cloud flew quickly and collided with the valley.

A huge tree grows in the valley. It relies on the wall of the valley. Judging from its dry torso, it seems to have died, but the trunk is very wide and thick, more than ten meters wide. There are several dark holes on the trunk, which look like a human face.

Poof.

Bai Yan's fan was thrown out of the clouds and mist by the old woman and fell heavily to the ground.

She climbed up with difficulty and stared at the old woman in the clouds.

She was not afraid, but her eyes were filled with a hint of unwillingness and her teeth were biting tightly.

Rumble

At this time, a large number of figures flew out from the hole of the huge dead tree and fell outside the dead tree. They were arranged neatly, with about hundreds of people divided into two rows, knelt down on one knee, and shouted: "Welcome the Lord of the Valley, the Lord of the Valley will be blessed and will last forever."

"Welcome the Lord of the Valley, the Lord of the Valley will be blessed and will last forever."

There are endless calls like overwhelming.

Bai Yan looked at these people, but saw that most of them looked fanatical and their eyes were filled with piety, just like religious believers.

Looking at the old woman again, she had slowly fallen down at this moment.

She coughed twice, and blood was still overflowing from the corners of her mouth. She thought she was seriously injured after taking Wang Tianyang's blow just now.

"Get up." The old woman squinted her eyes and smiled.

"Thank you, Lord Valley!"

Everyone shouted and stood up again.

"If you want to kill me, then do it."

Bai Yanfan stood up and said resolutely. She took out her sword and said with sharp eyes: "Maybe I am not your opponent, but I will never sit and wait for death."

Seeing this, the old woman was stunned for a while, and Xuan'er laughed.

"Hahahahahahaha, little girl, she is so naive and cute, hahahaha, I like old woman."

After saying that, she held the rattan pole, squinted her eyes and looked at Bai Yan's fan, and said, "If you think your strength can hurt me, then you can do it. I promise, as long as you touch me, I will let you go immediately."

Bai Yan heard the slap, and a trace of light flashed across her eyes: "Are you serious about this?"

"Although my old witch is not a good person, I am not a hypocrite like Wang Tianyang." The old witch smiled.

Bai Yan's eyes shaking, she nodded after thinking for a moment, and shouted in a low voice: "Okay, let's take the call!"

As soon as the sound fell, he turned his steps forward.

The graceful figure floated towards the old woman like a feather, but as the moment she approached the old woman, the person suddenly disappeared.

"Oh?" The old woman's brows moved slightly, showing a very interested look.

Whoosh!

At this time, a snow-white sword suddenly popped out from behind the old woman, hitting her back.

However, the old woman did not move, letting the sword stab.

Crash.

The moment the sword was about to stab the old woman, the sword suddenly disappeared.

This is an illusion.

"How dare you fiddle with such a trick in front of the old woman?" The old woman smiled lowly, waved her vine stick, and waved her toward the void next to her.

Dong.

The vine stick seemed to hit something, and then a figure flew out of the void and fell to the ground.

It was Bai Yan's fan.

"Using the virtual image to confuse me, in fact, my true body has been hiding beside me and waiting for an opportunity to move. Once the illusion causes me to attack and reveal my flaws, the true body will take action again. Haha, it's okay to deceive those wastes like this trick, how can I hide it from me, old woman?"

The old woman said with a smile.

Bai Yanan gritted her teeth secretly and stood up unwillingly.

The old woman walked slowly with a rattan stick, and a trace of light flashed across her old eyes.

"Girl, the old woman asked you, do you want strength?"

"strength?"

Bai Yan's expression stagnated, and a rich heat permeated in her eyes.

"Niwa, the first time I saw you, I knew what kind of existence you were. I understand your obsession with power, and I also understand that people like you were born for martial arts. There are countless geniuses in the Heavenly Palace. You will never make a name for yourself. But it is different here. I will teach you personally and pass on the best mysterious skills to you. Now, let me ask you another question, do you want to get strength?"

The old woman said with a smile, her wrinkled skin squeezing into a pile.

There is no doubt that her words are very tempting to Bai Yanfan

In the blood-red world.

The two figures intersected back and forth, and the sound of jingling was endless.

Su Yun held the Shenxuan Red Blood Sword tightly, put his mind in the ethereal realm, and quickly danced the sword in his hand.

At this moment, his brain was thinking nothing, and his whole body was placed in an unprecedented state of ease. His eyes glanced at him, and the sword shadow that flashed in the void was the target he captured.

Whoosh swosh swosh

The Shenxuan Red Blood Sword was so fast that it was unpredictable. The red phantom, which was faster than lightning, swept into the void, hitting the sword shadows.

The sword shadow was hit by the fierce Shenxuan Red Blood Sword, and the sword energy was rippling.

"The fifth style! A sword Ling Feng!!"

Suddenly, Su Yun shouted, the man rushed forward, and a strong wind burst out from his body, and then the man disappeared instantly.

When it appeared again, a storm blew in the entire blood-red world. A large number of tornados were centered on Nangong Wentian and attacked fiercely. In this wind that filled the world, there was no sword or blade. The real sword rain attacked wildly, making people feel scared when they saw it.

What a spectacular scene.

Nangong Wentianjing looked at this scene without resisting it.

He could feel the sharpness in this sword.

Gradually, his eyes were filled with heat, relief, and the ease of lifting the burden. He smiled and became more and more crazy, getting bigger and bigger.

"I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that in just eight years, you will learn all the five styles of "Wind God Sword Technique". Wizards, you are really a genius, hahahahaha."

Nangong Wentian laughed wildly.

Rumble

The sword blade of the strong wind attacked him and cut thousands of wounds up and down, but Nangong Wentian did not show any pain. He waved his hand and the wounds healed again.

The sword is formed.

Su Yun stopped and stared at the sword energy that had not yet dissipated. He felt no waves in his heart. When he was supposed to be excited, he found extraordinary peace.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and clasped his fists with his hands, bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings for your advice."

"It was you who worked hard. Over the past eight years, you have finally realized the essence of this sword technique. If it were someone else, it might take longer." Nangong Wentian said with relief.

On the contrary, Su Yun was shocked and said in surprise: "Eight years? Have eight years passed?"

Spring and autumn come and cold come and summer come and go. Eight years have passed, but in this world, there is no time, seasons, wind and rain. Su Yun, who has been practicing swordsmanship, has not known that such a long time has passed.

"What? Do you have anything important?"

Nangong Wentian asked.

"Of course, I didn't expect that so many years have passed." Su Yun's heart was a little confused.

"Hahahaha, boy, don't worry, these eight years are just eight years of this world, and I haven't had a breath outside." Nangong Wentian laughed: "This is the world in my heart. I control all the time, and the speed is up to me. What are you worried about?"

"Really?" Su Yun showed joy when he heard this.

"But this world can't last long."

Nangong Wentian breathed, then took a few steps back and waved his hand lightly.

In an instant, snow-white cracks appeared in the dark red world, and a large amount of sunlight shone in, which seemed particularly dazzling.

The surroundings began to shake, the earth shattered, and all this became like the end of the world.

Su Yun looked around and asked in surprise: "Senior, what's going on?"

"The world of my heart will end one day. My body has been destroyed and my unique heart is left behind. I have been waiting for the successor of the "Wind God Sword Technique" and the genius of the Nangong family. Now that I have been waiting, I should leave too."

When Su Yun heard this, his pupils dilated slightly.

"The power of your heart has been exhausted, and you can finally sleep quietly. Boy, although you said you didn't want to be my successor, I saw the desire from the depths of your eyes. In my mind, "Wind God Sword Technique" is the strongest, and Wuji Sword Technique is always a third-rate sword technique!"

Nangong Wentian smiled softly, and as he smiled, his laughter became louder, as if the thought in his heart was completely released, and what he wanted to say but dared not say was completely vented at this moment.

Su Yun did not refute or say anything, he just watched quietly.

The phantom in front of him gradually faded, and the dark world around him began to collapse, and more and more cracks appeared.

He wanted to tell Nangong Wentian that he was not from the Nangong family, but after thinking about it, it was better not to say anything.
To be continued...