Tang Li and the old man Baimei both showed their own secret skills, in order to kill each other. Both of them knew in their hearts that if they could not kill each other today, then they would be themselves.

"My blood-drinking sword will drink blood when it is unsheathed. Although your blood is very dirty and smelly, I have no choice but to feel wronged today. I can only feel wronged and wronged today. Sorry, A Jian, I have to feel wronged and wronged today." Tang Li lowered his head and stroked the blood-drinking sword and said.

Hearing Tang Li's words, the old man Baimei laughed, "Little Bazaar, I'm so arrogant. I really think I'm sure you're going to eat Grandpa Baimei? I'm afraid that today you have to taste the blood of your master!"

"Old man, it's not certain who wins or loses. Don't say so terriblely. Wait until you cry later!"

"Little Bastard, if I can't deal with you today, wouldn't my life be in vain?"

Tang Li smiled, "Old man, you're not living in vain, you're living in the butt!"

The old man with white eyebrows who kept teasing Tang Li last minute, heard Tang Li say that he had lived in his butt, and for a moment, his face became distorted with anger.

"I'm trying to show off my words and talk, little mischief, I can't kill you today!"

Tang Li raised the blood-drinking sword in his hand and pointed it straight at the old man Baimei, "Then let's see the truth under his hands, old man!"

After saying that, Tang Li's long sword entered straight, and the sword light flashed, turning into a long dragon. The deep and cold sword energy made Zhang San and Daoguang not far away suddenly feel the temperature around him drop, and a bleak feeling arises naturally.

The old man Baimei looked at the long dragon transformed by Tang Li's sword energy and wanted to pounce on him. He felt the power of the sword energy. He quickly threw nine beads on his head, thinking something silently in his mouth.

As the old man Baimei finished chanting the spell, the nine beads in the sky were connected together, forming a large circle, and landing towards the old man Baimei. "The Nine-Turnful Power of the Nine-Turnful Power!" The nine beads formed a protective cover around the old man Baimei's body, taking down Tang Li's move.

Seeing that one move was not working, Tang Li stood upright in front of his chest and shouted: "Go!" The Blood-Drinking Sword seemed to have an independent consciousness and flew towards the old man Baimei.

"Sword Control!" Daoguang, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shout when he saw this scene. At this moment, his heart was like a wave. The move that Tang Li used in front of him was the long-lost sword control technique. Legend has it that in ancient times, there were such a group of people who did not practice foreign martial arts and remained with swords throughout their lives. Swords were their lives. And their attack method was only for swords and swords.

Since the sword escapes from the human body, the attack method has fewer limitations, so the attack of the sword becomes unpredictable. Therefore, in ancient times, few people would provoke cultivators of the sword sect, at the same level. However, this led to the invisible growth of the sword sect. Gradually, the ancient sword sect became one of the most powerful sects at that time.

But later, for some reason, the sword Yu Sect was besieged by several ancient sects and was eventually destroyed. None of the sects survived. Although the sword Yu Sect was wiped out, the wounds and casualties in the ancient sects were also very heavy. In the end, all those who practice sword Yu Sect were even killed at that time, which led to the loss of the powerful ability of sword Yu Sect.

Daoguang did not expect that he could meet someone who could control the sword here today, and this person's strength was extremely powerful.

When Old Man Baimei saw that Tang Li could use swords, he had a hint of desire to escape. Old Man Baimei still had some understanding of this use swords. In ancient times, the people of the swordsman were known to be able to kill people higher than the level. You must know that the difficulty between defeat and killing was very huge.

Although it is difficult to defeat a person with a higher level than you, it is not impossible for some geniuses to complete. But killing is different. Think about it, a person with a higher level of cultivation is only about escaping and chasing or not is a problem. Killing? That is even more unrealistic.

Not to mention killing at the higher level, even killing at the same level, the old man Baimei has to rely on his own nine beads to do it. So you can imagine how terrifying the sword is!

However, the old man Baimei understood more clearly that if he chose to escape directly at this moment, he would be dead. The old man Baimei was not confident enough to think that his level could be comparable to that of Tang Li who was driving the sword. When he was caught up again, Tang Li would be waiting for his work, and he would be really sad.

Therefore, Old Man Baimei only has one way now, that is, to fight Tang Li to the end. Old Man Baimei had a trace of luck in his heart. He hoped that Tang Li would only know a little bit of sword control, but not as terrifying as the sword control masters of the ancient times. If Tang Li was really as powerful as the sword control masters of the ancient sword control masters, he would definitely not be able to escape today.

When he thought of this, the old man Baimei felt regretful again. He remembered the scene of playing with Chen Feng here now, and asked him again why he didn't just snatch the Mu Lingzhu and left, why did he play with Chen Feng, and why did he keep asking Daoguang to leave early... Although he was very upset about his behavior, there was no regret medicine in the world to take. If he planted the fruit himself, no matter how unpalatable it was, he still had to eat it.

"Old man, let you see it carefully today. This sword-controlling technique is so powerful!" As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Li fiddled with his hands in front of his chest. The blood-drinking sword that was attacking the old man Baimei suddenly split into ten, and ten swords kept attacking the protective cover around the old man Baimei's body.

"Damn!" Old Man Baimei couldn't help but curse. Seeing that Tang Li could divide a sword into ten, Old Man Baimei knew that Tang Li's sword control skills had reached a level of perfection. It was absolutely impossible that he had just learned sword control skills. At least it would take more than ten years to practice to this level.

A trace of despair flashed in the heart of the old man Baimei. He felt that he might really fall in this place today. Suddenly, the old man Baimei thought that he seemed to have a last solution, which might be able to resolve the crisis in front of him, and at least create a chance for him to escape.

This method is to swallow all the nine beads you have refined into your stomach, so that your ability can be improved in a short period of time. Although it is impossible for you to defeat Tang Li by improving your ability, you should create a chance to escape. However, this method will not only destroy your treasure, but also harm your body. However, thinking that you already have the wooden spirit bead in your hand, as long as you can avoid this disaster of killing, it seems that everything is still worth it.

The old man Baimei was so cruel that he decided to do this.
Chapter completed!