At this moment, the entire Black-White College fell into a strange silence.
Everyone was silent. Silence. Tonight, the gatekeeper of the Black Palace of the Black-White College. Cheng Daqiao.
Not far away, the Milky Way hung in the sky, its cold light shining like stars.
Under the Milky Way, the white-robed youth stood with his sword behind his back. The pearl that he had once held in his hand had shattered into powder.
But he didn't care.
Outside the Black Palace, the Mo clan's convoy that had once brought Lin Yuan and the others to the Black-White College stood in Black-Robed Alley, together with 132 blood-colored skeletons. He didn't know whether to leave or not.
The young lady of the Mo family and the coachman stood beside the carriage, looking up at the Milky Way in the sky with complicated expressions.
At this moment, the young lady of the Mo family looked at the coachman beside her with guilt.
"Uncle Song, did we pick up a big demon?”
The coachman sighed and shook his head.
"I don't know if he's a Diremonster or not, but to be able to see a single sword strike, a galaxy hanging in the sky, and the Palace Lord of the Black Palace of the Black-White College being defeated with a single sword strike…that's worth it!”
"Most importantly, there's a solution to the cause of Young Master Li's death. After this, the Milky Way in Jixia City will definitely spread throughout the Xuantian Continent. If the Li family is indignant, they can go find this monster who hangs the Milky Way in the sky with a sword!”
……
At the same time, on the other side, a black shadow fell from the sky.
On the ground, a white-robed figure flew out from the crowd and caught the black-robed figure.
The one who fell from the sky was naturally the Black Palace Master, Chu Xia.
The one who caught him was the Palace Master of the White House, Kong Fanxing.
At that moment, Kong Fanxing placed his hand on Chu Xia's wrist.
Then, he sighed.
"The sword intent of the Ascending Tower Sword has been destroyed. You actually took the opponent's sword attack head-on and lost 2,000 years of your lifespan. You might even fall to the level of a Land Deity…Why?”
Chu Xia ignored Kong Fanxing, who had a horizontal scar on his chest.
The scar was hideous and terrifying, and there was even a blue-white sword light left on it.
However, he just stared blankly at the bright Milky Way in the sky.
The Milky Way was pure white.
It was different from the white of the clouds. It was a cold white that flickered with a cold light.
Chu Xia muttered softly.
" That's a sword floating in the sky!"
"My lifelong wish is to learn how to use Sword Qi to roll the Dragon Wall and witness the legendary White Sword. If I see him, I'll be willing to die. Mortal Star, I can die now.”
Kong Fanxing sighed faintly.
"If you learn the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening!"
Then, he turned around and looked at the elder in the straw raincoat not far away.
Not many people heard what the old man said just now, but he was one of them.
At this moment, that old man was still weeping, but even more of the disciples of the Black-White College were only looking at the old man's back, not hearing the old man's low murmurs!
They were still hoping that the old man would send out a sword strike. After all, the Palace Lord of the Black Palace of the Black-White College had been defeated, but they still had Xu Xiake in front of them!
"What are you waiting for, Sword Master Xu Xiake? Is that the demon who just defeated the Black Palace Master?”
"The Black-White College isn't a place where they can come and go as they please. With a swordmaster here, there's no one who can match up to the Black-White College.”
"But…don't you think that the Milky Way hanging in the sky is a little similar to the legendary swordmaster's sword that makes the white appear? It might even surpass…"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is there a Swordsman who can surpass a Swordmaster in the Xuantian Continent…"
But that student of the Black-White College hadn't finished speaking.
They saw an old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat begin to walk slowly.
He staggered toward the white-robed youth, tears streaming down his face. At the same time, a hoarse voice came out of his throat.
"Unworthy disciple, Xu Xiake, I will take you as my master again in six thousand years!”
Then, he knelt down and bowed to the young man under the Milky Way from a distance of more than a thousand meters.
This time, his voice was very loud. It was so loud that it sounded like thunder. His voice even sounded like he was sobbing.
This time, all of the members of the Black-White College heard it for real. Their eyes went wide, filled with shock. There really was a sword cultivator in this world who was above Xu Xiake.
No one dared to speak anymore. Only a few masters whispered to each other using the wind.
"Have you heard of the master of the swordmaster before?”
"Never heard of it! There were no records of this in the books of the two palaces of the Black-White College. They only knew that the swordmaster himself had once said that he had come out of a deep mountain. At that time, it was rumored that the swordmaster had come out of a secret realm.”
"Swordmaster, are you crying? "Sword Master…The number one Sword God in the Profound Sky Land never cried and rarely fell in love. He went to the West Chu Imperial Palace. On the day the sword qi swept through the Dragon Wall, other than defeating the West Chu Sword God Chu Yixi and making that old Sword God draw his sword and commit suicide, he also used the eight thousand Golden Guards of the West Chu Imperial Palace as paint to paint the walls of the Imperial City…"
"I've heard of it as well. However, after the Black-White College was established, in order to praise the swordmasters, all of this information was erased. Now that I've seen such a secret, won't the swordmasters slaughter all of Jixia to silence me?”
"That's not important anymore. The most important thing is who the Sword Master's master is. Could it be a True Immortal?”
He could hear the sound of the wind around him, but he didn't care.
He stopped and knelt down three times. His eyes were filled with tears. Back then, his master said that he was afraid of his hometown. So that was it. His master was his hometown.
For the last time, he knelt in front of the youth. The youth raised his hand and gently patted the old man's head. Just like many years ago.
"Little brat, six thousand years, how can you look so old? When I sent you out of the Black Mountain, didn't I say that you're not allowed to come back until you become the number one sword hero in the world, even if it's in the sky!”
(Kneel, score tickets, all kinds of data, all kinds of requests, immediately imperial city!)）
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