"Hahahahaha…"

A burst of shrill laughter suddenly rang out in the valley. It sounded like metal grinding against metal, and it was very ear-piercing. It startled tens of thousands of bats to flap their wings, and a cold wind blew.

Although the white cat hadn't seen the owner of this voice for a long time, such an ear-piercing sound of metal clanging would never belong to anyone else. The white cat collected his emotions. From now on, he had to use the last of his life to buy time for his son.

A large sedan with a black roof and a black curtain spun, flying over with a strong wind and landing on the opposite cliff. (A coquettish appearance.)

"Rainbow Swordmaster, do you still recognize me?" The voice of the person in the palanquin was rather old, probably more than seventy years old.

The white cat's expression did not change."Black-hearted Tiger, you and I are old acquaintances. You don't have to pretend to be so mysterious!" His words were filled with sarcasm.

"I haven't seen you for fifty years. I thought you were old and blind. Let me test your power again!" Before he could finish his sentence, the purple-black sedan suddenly exploded. A palm wind that was covered in purple-black light shot out from it towards the white cat on the opposite cliff.

The white cat also wanted to test Blackhearted Tiger's strength. He pushed forward with all his strength, forming a red ball of light in each of his palms to receive the enemy's ruthless palm.

"Bang!"

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while. The strong airflow pushed the two of them in the opposite direction. Black Heart Tiger retreated to his original position to regulate his breathing, while the white cat kept retreating until his right foot suddenly hit a huge rock. Blood had already seeped out from under his beard. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage.

Back then, the seven swords had created seven sword wills in his body. The seven sword wills seemed to be one but independent of each other. With Blackhearted Tiger's power, it was not difficult to grind away these sword wills one by one. However, the seven sword wills were in sync with each other. Once one of the seven sword wills disappeared, the other six would go crazy. After the sword wills merged, Blackhearted Tiger definitely did not have the ability to eliminate them.

Once the Blackhearted Tiger started to cultivate, attempting to increase his power and eliminate the sword intent, the sword intent would cause chaos when he was cultivating, causing him to go berserk.

"I didn't expect your Black Heart Evil Palm to have improved so much!" Just now, the white cat clearly felt that the enemy's power was no longer the same as before, but the Seven Heroes Sword Intent that he had planted in the past had not disappeared. Then, how did Blackhearted Tiger improve his power under such circumstances?

The Blackhearted Tiger was very pleased with himself, but he did not have the intention to clear up his old rival's doubts. He laughed and said,"Hahahaha…50 years ago, your Seven Swords joined forces and ruined my great plan. But now, the Seven Swords only left you, a dying person. If you know what's good for you, hand over the Qilin and spare your life!"

"If a warrior isn't afraid of death, why should he fear death?" "For the sake of his son and the fate of the common people, the white cat was unafraid of death." You want to improve your martial arts by drinking the Kylin's blood and dominate Jianghu?"he said coldly. It will always be wishful thinking!"

Seeing that this old man was still stubbornly resisting, Blackhearted Tiger's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water. You old ghost won't cry until you see the coffin! Come--

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man about 29 years old quickly climbed up the cliff from the deep valley. He had a yellow crown on his head, his eyebrows were slanted, and he was wearing a bamboo brocade robe. He carried a three-foot-long sword on his back and wore a jade ring on his waist. He gently flicked his sleeves and respectfully knelt down on one knee in front of Blackhearted Tiger. He placed his left hand on his knee and his right hand on the ground."Guardian Messenger Tiaotiao will be at Cult Master's command!"

Then, a man holding two axes ran out of the forest. This man had a rough appearance. He had a wide mouth and was wearing an ochre sleeveless jacket, a pair of gray tight-fitting pants, and clogs. He waved his axe and roared as he charged over, cleaving through the trees. He stopped five steps in front of Blackhearted Tiger and threw both axes to the ground. He cupped his fists and knelt."Niu Xuanfeng is at Cult Master's command!"

The last person emerged from the ground. He was short and fat, with a fat belly and a bald head. He was wearing a maroon half-sleeved shirt, revealing his left arm. On his red belt hung a pair of black meteor hammers. "Master!" He quickly knelt in front of Blackhearted Tiger and cupped his fists in salute."This subordinate Zhu Wujie pays his respects to Cult Master. We wish our Cult Master…"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Blackhearted Tiger impatiently. Take this old fellow down!"

At this time, the men in black who had been hiding in the woods earlier also rushed to the cliff on the side of the white cat and surrounded him.

"Understood!" The three of them said in unison.

"Little rats, do you think you are worthy of killing me?" The white cat pulled out his sword and threw the scabbard at the black-hearted tiger. From now on, Bai Hu would never be able to return to his scabbard!

Blackhearted Tiger avoided the scabbard. Seeing that the other party still dared to provoke him despite being at a disadvantage, he was furious. He shouted,"Hurry up and attack!"

Niu Xuanfeng was the first to charge forward. This Third Hall Master was a boorish man from the Demonic Sect. He only cared about meritorious deeds and did things with a ruthless attitude that did not care about his life. He roared and swung his axes at the white cat. His arms were full of strength, ready to succeed in one strike! The white cat raised his sword to block, but it was a feint. In fact, he dodged sideways and hit Niu Xuanfeng's back with his palm to disturb his center of gravity. Niu Xuanfeng lost his balance and could not stop, accidentally killing and injuring many soldiers in black.

Niu Xuanfeng had yet to stabilize his feet when Tiaotiao had already attacked with his folding fan. He opened the fan with a "pa" sound, and with a slight shake of his wrist, he threw the fan at the white cat. The fan spun in the air and turned into a disc-shaped shadow. The white cat pointed his sword at the fan's ribs. The sword moved with the shadow, shifting its form and guiding the direction of the fan. It bounced the fan towards the black-clothed soldiers, instantly cutting down a large number of them. Tiaotiao had lost her weapon. She drew her sword and stabbed out. It seemed like she did not have much strength, but the angle was tricky. It went straight for the white cat's vital point. The white cat firmly guarded the middle door and did not reveal any flaws. Only then did he parry the stab, and a strong wind suddenly came from behind his head.

When the wind blew and the hammer came, the white cat lowered his head to avoid it, but the meteor hammer brushed past his ear. It turned out that Zhu Wujie was waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. At this moment, Niu Xuanfeng had also stopped moving. He picked up his axes and slashed the sharp edges of the axes at the top of the white cat's head.

The white cat lightly tapped his left foot and leaped up, cleverly avoiding the attack. He even seized the moment when Niu Xuanfeng's middle door was wide open and gave him a series of "flying kicks" in the chest. Niu Xuanfeng could not react in time and was kicked dozens of steps away, falling to the ground and rolling a few times.

Zhu Wujie didn't give the white cat any time to catch his breath as he once again attacked from the side. The sword and hammer collided with a clang, sending sparks flying. The White Cat Sword was skillfully executed, and the twin meteor hammers were soft weapons connected by extremely tough ropes. The swift and fierce momentum of the meteor hammers reversed and bounced back to Zhu Wujie's head. How could Zhu Wujie have expected that he would suffer a backlash from his own weapon? Unable to dodge in time, he was hit on the head by the hammer.

The white cat followed up the victory and slashed horizontally with his sword, waiting to take his head. After the meteor hammer earlier, Zhu Wujie was a little dizzy and could not react in time. His life was about to be lost.

In the blink of an eye, the white cat's sword tip was only two inches away from Zhu Wujie's neck, but he suddenly withdrew his sword and blocked to the right. It turned out that it was Tiaotiao's plan to "surround Wei to save Zhao". He stabbed the white cat's left rib with his sword, forcing the white cat to return his sword to block.

Black Heart Tiger was originally watching the battle from the side. At this moment, he raised his right hand and swung it down heavily. The disciples in black saw the signal from their leader and began to change their formation. They arranged a dazzling formation and attacked the white cat.

The white cat was old and weak. At this time, not only did he have to deal with the entanglement of the three demonic experts, but he also had to pay attention to the short weapons and spears that the black-clothed men would attack from time to time. Even if he had shocking abilities, he gradually felt that he could not hold on and could not continue…Under such a predicament, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated. It was better to fight with all his might and die with the enemy!

When Blackhearted Tiger saw that his old rival was showing signs of weakness, he said proudly,"Old man, you'd better surrender as soon as possible and tell us where Qilin is!" Otherwise, I will kill you!"

"Bah! How can you kill me with the power of those who bend their bodies to serve the barbarians and betray their ancestors for glory? Today, I'll teach you and I to die here together!"

White light flashed in the white cat's eyes. He drew out the sword and injected his True Force into the sword. The handle of the sword flew out of his hand and spun rapidly in the air. With his hands facing the sky, he controlled the sword with his Qi. The spinning White Arc Sword moved around the white cat and formed a sword net that water couldn't penetrate. This was the final technique of the Long Rainbow lineage, the starting stance of the tenth level of the "Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique".

The blade cut through the air, creating a vortex of air on both sides. In an instant, the air in all directions was attracted by the vortex attached to the blade, and finally formed a tornado with the white cat as the center.

The owner of the sword was sent into the air, and the well-organized men in black were also swept up by the wind like fallen leaves.

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