Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

"As expected of Consultant Lin, he even knows that I have a hidden injury! However, the arrow is on the string and must be shot. I have no choice but to fight!" Bai Zhentian was shocked, then took a deep breath and looked directly at Abe Nakamichi in front of him.

"Abe, use my sword to write the chapter of your defeat tonight!" As soon as Bai Zhentian finished speaking, his figure shot out like an arrow from a bow. The ancient long sword in his hand was finally slowly unsheathed under the moonlight. The sword body was flowing with a faint cold light, like a pouring galaxy, illuminating the entire back garden.

"Bai Zhentian, don't talk too much nonsense. It's still unknown who will win or lose tonight!" Abe Nakamichi sneered, then drew the samurai sword from his waist and rushed forward like a ghost.

The two swords met in mid-air, making a crisp and fierce collision sound, as if it could tear the tranquility of the night sky.

at the same time,

Deputy Team Leader Wang and Li Feng were watching the fierce battle between Abe Nakamichi and Bai Zhentian in a hidden corner.

"Deputy Team Leader Wang, do you think Senior Bai can defeat Abe Nakamichi?" Li Feng frowned, his eyes fixed on the two figures in the battle, and there was some uncertainty in his voice.

"It's hard to say... Abe Nakamichi's title of 'Sword God' is not undeserved. He enjoys a very high reputation in the supernatural world of Sakura Country, and his swordsmanship is so exquisite that few can match him. As for Bai Zhentian, although he is known as the 'Sword Saint', he has rarely taken action in recent years. In addition, he has a hidden injury. This battle will undoubtedly be a tough one for him." Deputy Team Leader Wang said in a deep voice, his eyes full of solemnity.

"But even from such a distance, I can still feel the sharpness and unyielding nature of Senior Bai's sword energy. I believe he will be able to defeat this powerful enemy!" Li Feng clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination.

the other side.

Lin Han sat in the pavilion and watched the fight between the two quietly. Suddenly, he caught a flash of cunning and calculation in Abe Nakamichi's eyes.

"This little bastard seems to be trying to cause trouble! In that case..." Lin Han's mouth curled up slightly, and then he waved his hand, and a figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was Mo Beixuan.

"Greetings, Master!" Mo Beixuan bowed respectfully, his eyes full of loyalty and awe.

"Well, not bad, your strength has improved again!" Lin Han glanced at them casually and nodded. Then he turned his gaze back to the two people fighting in front of him and whispered, "Bei Xuan, go and secretly assist Senior Bai. Make sure he is safe."

"Senior Bai?" Mo Beixuan was stunned, then he followed Lin Han's gaze and suddenly froze in place.

"Eh? Beixuan, what's wrong with you? Do you know Senior Bai?" Noticing Mo Beixuan's abnormality, Lin Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked.

"No... no, Master, I'm just... too surprised." Mo Beixuan came back to his senses, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible excitement, "If I'm not mistaken, he seems to be my grand-disciple - Bai Zhentian!"

"Oh? Your grand-disciple? This... isn't that too much of a coincidence?" Lin Han couldn't help but show a hint of surprise upon hearing this, and then a playful smile curled his lips. "Fate in this world is truly wonderful. If that's the case, it would be even more meaningful for you to personally protect him."

"Yes, master." Mo Beixuan accepted the order, his figure flashed, and almost instantly he blended into the night, quietly approaching the two people who were fighting fiercely.

at the same time.

Clang, clang, clang—!

The confrontation between Abe Nakamichi and Bai Zhentian became increasingly fierce, with swords flashing like weaving threads, and each strike contained enough power to split mountains and rocks.

Although Bai Zhentian suffered a hidden injury, his swordsmanship was still unmatched. Every move and every stroke revealed his profound understanding and persistent pursuit of the sword.

However, as time went on, his breathing became heavier and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that the hidden injury was quietly eroding his physical strength and will.

At this moment, a dark shadow quietly approached the edge of the battlefield. It was Mo Beixuan.

His eyes were sharp as a torch, closely watching the changes in the battle situation, looking for the best time to intervene.

"Haha... Bai Zhentian, you are really old, and your sword speed is no longer as fast as it used to be!" Abe Nakamichi took advantage of the situation and slashed directly at Bai Zhentian's face with a fierce blow. The sword wind was mixed with bursts of cold air, as if to freeze the surrounding air.

Bai Zhentian's heart trembled, and he secretly said "not good", but relying on his rich combat experience and profound internal strength, he barely dodged the fatal blow by turning sideways. However, the aftermath still made his chest churn, and his face became even paler.

"Hmph, just a last-ditch struggle." Abe Nakamichi sneered and pressed forward step by step, intending to defeat Bai Zhentian in one fell swoop.

At this critical moment, a black shadow rushed out from the darkness like a ghost and blocked Bai Zhentian in front of him at lightning speed. It was Mo Beixuan.

"Who!?" Abe Nakamichi was shocked. He never expected that someone would suddenly intervene at this critical moment.

Under the moonlight, Mo Beixuan's figure appeared unusually tall, his deep eyes flashing with unquestionable determination and coldness.

"Thank you for your help, senior!" Bai Zhentian said to Mo Beixuan's back.

"Xiaotian, long time no see!" Mo Beixuan turned around, a long-lost gentle smile on his face, his eyes full of relief and emotion.

"You...you are...Grandmaster Bei Xuan!" Bai Zhentian was so shocked that his eyes became moist.

The master whom he had not seen for many years suddenly appeared at this critical moment of life and death, like a warm ray of dawn illuminating the haze in his heart.

"Grand-master Beixuan, I heard from my master that you went to a secret place to search for treasures and never came out again. Everyone thought you..." Bai Zhentian's words were choked with sobs, as if he had opened the door to long-forgotten memories.

"Life is unpredictable, and I never expected to meet again in such a situation." Mo Beixuan patted Bai Zhentian's shoulder, his voice gentle but full of strength. "But seeing you grow to this point, I am very pleased."

"Xiaotian, you take a rest on the side. Let me deal with this bastard!"

"Okay, Master Beixuan!" Bai Zhentian nodded, then stepped aside, sat in meditation on the spot, and regulated the disordered breath in his body.

Although the pain from the hidden injury still made him frown, the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart were greatly relieved with the sudden appearance of Mo Beixuan.

Mo Beixuan nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Abe Nakamichi with a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "Nakamura Hirokazu, is that old immortal still alive?"

"Baga! How dare you call my teacher by his name?! How dare you!" Upon hearing this, Abe Nakamichi's face suddenly changed, and he was furious. The samurai sword in his hand trembled slightly with anger, and his distorted face was reflected on the blade. "Who are you? How dare you insult my teacher like this!"