The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Bairen, and slowly spoke, "I have been breathing so hard that I have survived to this day, just to guard the last door."

"What a pity." Mo Bairan shook his head, "Now that the two places are connected, the door you guarded has opened. The vibration just now has explained everything. You have been here for too long, without caring about the world, being self-consistent, and not knowing the changes in the outside world."

The old man glanced at the rusty sword in his hand and breathed out a breath of turbid air, "I can't care about how the outside world changes, old man, I only know that no one can open the door inside."

A cold light flashed in Mo Bairan's eyes, "What if I have to open it?"

The old man raised his sword in his right hand, blinked his fingers in his left hand, and flicked his sword body lightly.

With the old man's finger, the rust on the sword suddenly collapsed, and the three-foot green edge in his hand showed a cold light under the moon.

Mo Bairan was still standing there with his hands behind his back. The solemnity in his eyes proved how terrible the green hair in the old man's hand was.

The old man stared at the sword in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be looking at his beloved person.

"My severing body only practices one sword in my life. If I break my move, I will defeat my old bone." The old man's sword hand gradually lowered, and then his wrist shook and the sword tip pointed directly at Mo Bairen.

"Master, take the sword!" The old man shouted softly, and when the sound fell, he stepped forward.

At this moment, Mo Bairan felt thousands of sharp edges attacking him. Before the old man's sword was reached, Mo Bairan's long gown had already been cut into cracks.

The strong wind rose up flat on the ground and hit Mo Baiyan, making his long gown roar.

Mo Bairan stood in the strong wind, and at this moment, there was only a cold light left in Mo Bairan's eyes.

The rapidity is like lightning, and it is like a thunder dragon!

A cold sword and an ordinary stab made it look particularly terrifying under the old man.

The ground was cracking. If the power of this sword was not seen with your own eyes, no one would believe it if it were not for people to tell it.

In front of this sword, everything seemed as fragile as paper.

A powerful aura erupted from behind the old man. He seemed to have only one sword, but the power he brought was thousands of sword lights, covering Mo Bairan's sky and overwhelmed.

When the first sword light hit Mo Bairan, Mo Bairan moved, and he quickly retreated and headed towards the largest land bundle on the plain.

The old man did not stab Mo Bairan with a sword, but he did not move again because he had already used his strongest move.

"Old Bones I practice swords for my whole life, and I only practice one sword in my life. Although I am a surviving body, in this world, if Li Yong's talent is not born, no one can break my sword." The old man stood the sword on the ground, shook his head, and turned around.

Just as the old man turned around, an invisible wave of air spread around from the largest land bundle on the plain as the center.

The old man Gu Jing Wubo showed a hint of shock on his face, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes for the first time.

“Ban…”

"Haha, Yang Tian's sword is truly worthy of its reputation. One sword in one's life, one sword in one's life. If you don't break through the extreme realm, no one in this world can break this sword. Senior Yang Shoutu, it really opened my eyes to Mo Bairan!" A loud laughter sounded, and Mo Bairan walked out from behind the earthen bag.

Yang Shoumeng turned around and looked at Mo Bairen standing in front of the earthen bun. If he looked carefully, he would find that his hand holding the sword was trembling constantly.

Yang Shoumeng took a deep breath, and anger appeared in his turbid eyes, "The tomb is not open!"

"I have never opened it." Mo Bairan shook his head, "The Xixia Mausoleum involves a great deal. The descendants of Xixia and the descendants of Loulan are all counted as the ones who are favored in this heaven. The ban is not so easy to break. Yang Shou Tomb, you are old, I say you are complacent. It's really right. Do you think that in this world, you are only you slowly getting older. But when the qi is sealed, everyone is surviving in this declining era. Even if Li Yongcai dares to be born at will, who has the ability to break the ban!"

Mo Bairan looked at the thin mouths on his clothes and shook his head, "Some people are self-confidence and overestimate their strength. On the contrary, the hidden world over the years has made you underestimate your strength. I thought about it and wanted to break the tomb ban, even if you have a key, it is not enough. Only if a person in the extreme realm takes action, it is possible. You are one of the extreme realm in this world. Your sword has the shadow of the extreme realm."

Yang Shoumeng's palm was sweating when he pinched the sword, "If it weren't for the ban, it would be the previous vibration."

Mo Bairen's face showed a playful look, "Although the energy has declined, there is still technology in this world. If you want to shake the earth, you can easily do it with the current technology. When you are old, you don't know how to adapt."

"You cheat me!" Yang Shoutu's pupils shrank.

"There's no way." Mo Bairan spread his palms, "I have always liked to use the least risky things to achieve the greatest results. I'll give you this sword blessing, and the ban has been opened."

"Human cat!" Yang Shoumeng suddenly shouted loudly and asked sternly, "Do you really want to disrupt the world!"

Mo Bairan shook his head, "Senior Yang Shoutu, don't say that, it will cause chaos in the world. Mo Bairan doesn't have this kind of strength. I am just going with the flow."

"What a good person to go with the flow!" Yang Shoumeng clenched his fists.

Mo Bairen looked up and looked at the sky. It was rare to see stars today.

"This world has been silent for too long, how many geniuses and how many people who pursue Taoism and Taoism, the heroes who were buried in this era, and now it is time for us to rise. There is a need for reshuffle in any era. Now, it is time."

"Crazy!" Yang Shoumeng gritted his teeth.

"Whatever, many people have said this before." Mo Bairan shrugged indifferently, "Some things must be done by someone. If I don't do them, there will be others. Senior Yang Shoutu, be prepared to welcome changes. The world changes greatly. You people in the extreme will be the ones who have the greatest feelings. As for me, there are other things to be busy with. The media in Loulan has been unearthed, but the ban has not been opened, so I should go and take a look."

"You can't leave." Yang Shoumeng turned his wrist and lifted his sword again.

Mo Bairan showed a confident look on his face, "If you talk about the countermeasures, I think I am not as good as a strong man in the extreme realm, but if I want to leave, even if Li Yong comes, I may not be able to stop me. Senior Yang Shoumeng, see you again."

Mo Bairan finished speaking and jumped, and his figure disappeared from Yang Shou Tomb's sight.

Yang Shoumeng's hand holding the sword never moved again because he knew that he really did not have the ability to leave Mo Bairan, and almost no one in this world could leave him.

A car parked in front of the fence courtyard of Yang Shou’s tomb. The car door opened and Zhang Xuan walked down from the car.

The moment Zhang Xuan got out of the car, his face changed. He could clearly feel the sharpness still existed in this world.
Chapter completed!