The deputy owner of Fu Sheng Zui Meng Tower, Bai He.
A master who is powerful enough to rival the first masters of the four academies.
On that day at the foot of Demon Castle, Bai He fought alone against the Nine Evils of Demon Castle, and also broke Yan Xiaotang's fog array. In the end, it was not until the sword fairy Jimo Huaxue took action that he was injured and repelled.
Su Baiyi smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister, our luck is really not very good..."
Nangong Xier drew out her sword: "What's the point of luck? Whoever blocks the way, just beat him away. You step aside first."
Su Baiyi said helplessly: "Senior Sister, I can fight too."
"You are our last trump card." Nangong Xier whispered, "And, this is a trap set against you. If the situation is not right, you should ignore us and escape immediately. I know you have found a way to use that power, but it is definitely not the right time to use it."
"Senior Sister, be careful." Su Baiyi could only step aside.
Bai He waved his long sleeves, and the Qi flowed around him. It was the "Youyun Wuyi" that he showed under the Demon Castle that day. He looked at Nangong Xier and said, "The girl is so beautiful."
"Academy, Nangong Xier, please give me your guidance." Nangong Xier swung a sword at Bai He.
Bai He dodged to the side and said with a smile: "So you are the Holy Maiden of Tianmen Holy Sect. Your senior brother once went up the mountain to fight for you. It's a pity that I was not on the mountain that day."
"My swordsmanship was taught to me by my senior brother. It's the same when you fight me." Nangong Xier pushed her sword power to the peak in an instant, jumped high and then brought down a sword.
Although they both use the sword intent of Passing Water, Nangong Xier and Zhou Zheng's sword techniques are different. Zhou Zheng regards himself as a gentleman, and every time he draws his sword, he is as upright as his name suggests, but Nangong Xier's sword is bold and powerful, extremely domineering and fierce.
“Your Sword of Flowing Water is like the falling rain, or the spring rain in our Qiantang City, sparse and too gentle.” This is how Nan Yulou once commented on Zhou Zheng’s swordsmanship.
"Second brother, what about mine?" asked Nangong Xier, who was only slightly taller than the sword at that time.
“It really looks like a flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple…” Nan Yulou said helplessly as he looked at his clothes that had been chopped into pieces by Nangong Xier.
So many years have passed, but Nangong Xier's sword has not changed.
In the past, she once climbed up to the Kongjing Tower alone with a sword in hand to look at the river. Seeing the river rushing into the sea, she swung her sword and said, "The meaning of flowing water should be like this." Since that day, she has become more determined in her sword intention.
"The great river flows eastwards, and never stops flowing. This is my passing water!"
A sword fell.
Bai He's robe fluttered and his eyes widened in surprise.
His body's protective Qi began to spin wildly, and he could no longer act as carefree and carefree as You Yun Wu Yi, and even began to attack himself with the sword Qi. He hurriedly flicked his sleeves to remove his Qi, and then waved a finger at Nangong Xi'er.
Although his finger technique was very similar to Bai Jile's Immortal's Fingering, it was only similar in form. He had no way to directly break Nangong Xier's sword energy. He only used his fingers to generate a stream of sword energy.
"So you also use a sword." Nangong Xier swung the sword and landed steadily on the ground.
Bai He took three steps back and said in a deep voice, "The girl's swordsmanship is even stronger than I thought."
Su Baiyi was also extremely amazed watching from the side. It was the first time he saw his senior sister draw her sword since she drank the Yellow Spring Wine. Although he knew that his senior sister had become stronger, he did not expect her to be this strong.
"You have no sword in your hand, and you are no match for me with just the sword intent of one finger." Nangong Xier said lightly.
"Girl, it's too early to say that." Bai He stretched out his palm, "Who said I don't have a sword?"
Nangong Xier frowned slightly, and Su Baiyi's eyes widened.
There was indeed a sword in Bai He's hand, but it was a transparent, Qi sword condensed from true Qi.
"Even though they are enemies, I still have to say something." Nangong Xier took a step back, "It's amazing."
"Since I haven't been able to find the sword I like, I might as well make myself a sword." Bai He took a step forward and attacked Nangong Xier with the sword in his hand.
Nangong Xier swung her sword to block, her knuckles slightly numb from the shock. She retreated three steps and then struck back with her sword.
Bai He's Qi sword is so powerful that it is illusory and extremely difficult to capture in the dark night.
However, Nangong Xier's sword energy of passing water was so powerful that it was omnipresent. The three-foot area between the two of them was completely covered by the vast sword energy.
The two of them fought dozens of times in a flash. Su Baiyi was dazzled watching from the side. On the other side, the disciples who stayed outside the Nether Prison also noticed the movement here and rushed over with swords in hand.
"Deputy Building Master Bai!" a disciple shouted loudly.
"Guard the gate of the Nether Prison, don't come over!" Bai He shouted, and raised the Qi sword in his hand suddenly, attacking Nangong Xier's shoulder directly. The clothes on Nangong Xier's shoulder were instantly shattered by the sword Qi, but at the same time, her Liangren Sword actually cut off Bai He's Qi sword directly.
Bai He vomited a mouthful of blood and spat it on the ground.
"Although your Qi sword is powerful, it consumes a lot of your true energy." Nangong Xier put away her sword and stepped back, her forehead already covered with sweat.
"Really?" Bai He sneered, flicked his sleeves lightly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, but three cranes flew up from the spot.
"Illusion?" Su Baiyi was stunned.
"It's nothing but a trick." Nangong Xier sneered.
"Martial arts is a trick." Bai He appeared behind Nangong Xier and pointed a finger at her waist. "It's over."
Nangong Xier turned around indifferently and cut the white crane in front of her into two halves with one sword.
The white crane's figure once again transformed into two cranes, flew into the air, and disappeared into the sky, while the real white crane's figure appeared three feet away. He frowned and said, "Miss Nangong's body-protecting true qi is even more powerful than I thought."
"I am not only a disciple of the academy, but also the successor of the Tianmen Holy Sect. My uncle has a very famous martial art. You must have heard of it." Nangong Xier stamped her foot heavily.
A powerful pressure came down from the sky and pressed down directly, forcing Bai He to bow his head!
The emperor bows his head!
On the top floor of Fu Sheng Zui Meng Tower, the window was suddenly opened.
Bai Jile stretched out a long sword, and a crane flew into the air and caught the sword in its mouth.
"Go, he should have a sword." Bai Jile said lightly.
The crane turned in the air, flapped its wings a few times, and flew over the Nether Prison, dropping the sword down.
The long sword fell sharply to the ground and smashed in front of Bai He.
On the hilt of the sword is carved a white crane with its wings spread, exactly the same as the pattern on the white crane robe.
Bai He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and bowed slightly towards the Fu Sheng Zui Meng Tower in the distance: "Thank you, owner of the tower."
"You have a real sword now." Nangong Xier said in a deep voice.
"Then let's have another serious fight." Bai He drew out his sword and disappeared in an instant.