You have a good chance, I accept it.

Why? Why kill them? Why?

Sister Ziyun is dead, the little elder is dead, and Sister Zixin is dead.

Everyone I know is dead, why? What mistakes did they make? What mistakes did they make that you want to kill them?

"Okay, stop playing, it's time to go."

At this time, a magnificent voice came from the sky, and the young man shrugged indifferently with his arms folded.

"Silly boy, I don't want to play with you anymore, we're leaving."

After the young man finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his palm to Wang Xiaoer.

"Why? What mistakes did they make? Why kill them?"

Wang Xiaoer ignored him, but looked at Ziyun in his arms and said word by word.

"What a silly boy."

The young man smiled slightly, then flicked his finger, and a sword light cut through the void and came to Wang Xiaoer's forehead in an instant.

However, three inches away from Wang Xiaoer's forehead, the sword light could no longer go any further, and just stopped straight.

"Hmm?"

This scene surprised the young man. His sword was enough to kill ordinary geniuses, but it couldn't do anything to Wang Xiaoer?

What he didn't notice was that Wang Xiaoer's black hair turned white at this moment.

The black hair turned white in an instant.

In the space around him, there was endless sword energy swirling.

"What did they do wrong? What did they do wrong?"

"Is it just because they are too weak? Weak, not even qualified to survive?"

Wang Xiaoer murmured, he slowly put the purple cloud in his arms on the ground, and slowly stood up. The moment he stood up, the sword light three inches from his eyebrows shattered.

"What's going on? This silly boy..."

The young man's face changed slightly, he kept retreating, at this moment, he actually felt a threat of death from Wang Xiaoer.

How is this possible? He is just an ordinary silly boy.

"Thousands of burials and changes."

The young man's immortal power surged, and his eyes flashed a trace of seriousness.

Although he didn't know what happened to this silly boy, at this moment, the dangerous aura emanating from this silly boy was enough to make him take it seriously.

For a moment, thousands of swords appeared behind the young man.

"Fall."

As the young man waved his hand, countless swords rushed towards Wang Xiaoer.

"Don't know how to use a sword? I'll teach you."

Wang Xiaoer suddenly raised his head, his white hair flying in the air, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"This sword is called, the last song."

Wang Xiaoer pulled out the wooden sword from his waist and waved it lightly, and then he didn't care about the result anymore, but picked up Ziyun and walked towards Zixiao Palace step by step.

"Silly boy, do you look down on me so much?"

The young man looked at Wang Xiaoer and roared at him, and when he wanted to make another move, he felt a pain in his brow.

He couldn't help but raise his head and touch his brow lightly.

"What... when?"

Looking at the trace of blood on his finger, the young man looked puzzled, but the next moment he felt his eyes go black, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Sister, I will take you home, Xiaoer will take you home."

Wang Xiaoer just walked on the city wall holding Ziyun, he kept walking, and finally disappeared under the sunset.

Since then, an unknown person Wang Xiaoer disappeared from Zhongzhou, and a peerless sword immortal, the peerless killing god White-haired Sword Demon, appeared.

It is said that this White-haired Sword Demon has been catching and killing stowaways since he was born, and he will not let go of anyone who has any relationship with the stowaways.