A white light shines on the moon, thousands of miles of night light.
"Is the sun rising?"
As the sword energy rose, not only did all the disciples in the inner courtyard see the lighted starry sky at this moment, but even the little guys in the outer courtyard were also attracted.
"Is this a martial arts test for the senior brothers in the inner courtyard? It's so exaggerated, our senior brothers must be too scary!"
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect it at all. When will I reach this level?"
"Just you? Haha, have you mastered Qi Hai? Why don't you go to bed? Recharge yourself enough to daydream tomorrow?"
"..."
"Shut up!"
The new little ones were talking a lot, and they were watching from the courtyard or the fence under the supervision of a group of black-clad law enforcement officers.
There was a roar.
A spatial rift was torn open in the void by a snow sword. Everyone looked as if their minds were being sucked in, swallowing saliva in disbelief.
"Wang Law Enforcement, this..."
"Is this really a martial arts test for the senior brothers?"
The man who was called King of Law Enforcement stood with his hands behind his back, looking up into the void, with hidden worry deep in his eyes.
"Yes, you go back to sleep first."
“It’s not a big problem!”
…
Outside the Spiritual Palace.
High in the sky, several large thrones surrounded a rickety old man who only had a small axe.
Blood spurted out wildly, and the scene was too horrific to watch.
The two elders were the first to be unable to hold on. They fell from the sky with deep cuts all over their bodies. After a few bangs, they fainted and died on the ground.
All combat power is lost!
Ye Xiaotian and Jiang Bianyan teamed up and could only barely block Cen Qiaofu's terrifying offensive. However, once the small ax fell, even the avenue could be cut. Who can stop it?
“Palace Master Ye, it’s not that I’m being imaginary, but to be honest, I really can’t hold on any longer!”
Jiang Bianyan clutched his chest. If he pressed any deeper, his heart would burst.
"I already made it clear in my request for help letter that the person coming may be a high-ranking member of the 'Saint Slave'."
Ye Xiaotian didn't look back and shuttled into the void again.
"If you hadn't been worried, I wouldn't have just called the Holy Temple family. I don't think I could have lasted longer at this time!"
Of course, Ye Xiaotian's last sentence was just a slander and he never said it.
He had never thought that the Holy Temple would be such a fool of himself. Was it really Mr. Sang who was right?
Free range policy…
Jiang Bianyan had a wry smile on his face. How could he have imagined that the situation was so terrible?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today and witnessed such a large-scale offensive by the "Holy Slave", he would have really thought that this was just a small and broken organization that could be wiped out.
"Can a single spark start a prairie fire before you know it?"
He casually caught Ye Xiaotian who was beheaded again, and looked at his white hair dyed red, with a look of austerity on the corner of Jiang Bianyan's mouth.
"or……"
Ye Xiaotian lowered his eyelids, and his whole person disappeared.
This is his spiritual palace!
No alternative!
boom--
At this moment, a dazzling white light completely calmed everyone down, and several people in the Spirit Palace lost their minds as they looked at the trembling "Snow in the Tomb Name City" in the sky.
"That girl Qianqian's sword..."
The several array disks held in Qiaoqian's hand seemed to have lost their offensive meaning and dropped directly.
Ye Xiaotian's eyes were filled with rage, and his teeth were clenching.
"Did you still fail?"
He felt bitter in his heart. According to the plan, Mr. Sang was supposed to protect Su Qianqian, but he couldn't stop the masked man?
However, Cen Qiaofu was shocked by the shocking sword intent. According to what he knew, this was clearly the rhythm of the masked man's full firepower!
"This kid is crazy. He doesn't know the extent of his injuries? This is suicide!"
"How could there be someone in the spiritual palace who could make him so angry?"
Feeling shocked and uncertain in his heart, the old man could only choose to abandon everyone and fly straight towards the center of the storm.
Ye Xiaotian's eyes condensed, he covered the blood marks on his chest and said with difficulty:
"Follow up!"
…
Near the back mountain.
Xu Xiaoshou rushed towards the place where Mr. Sang was.
He was really glad that the old man stopped him at the critical moment.
Otherwise, if he had rushed forward so stupidly, he would have been cut in half by the masked man's shocking sword?
However, although Xu Xiaoshou was awake, the masked man's anger had just begun.
This is the first time that he has been beaten so badly. This boy has the ability to find opportunities...
Simply!
He took advantage of his weakness to deal damage and almost disabled him.
The key is that this guy is still just a junior, and he doesn't seem to have made much progress since the last time we met. I really don't know how a mere kid can have such a high explosive performance?
Of course, these are no longer important!
After the masked man roared, "Tomb Name City Snow" shook in the void, finally bursting out the true power of the famous sword.
The bright white sword energy that illuminated the night sky solidified, and then the world became frosty. After the frost sword energy ended, a blue sword light lit up the night sky again.
call out!
The sword energy rushed towards him, making Xu Xiaoshou pale in horror.
There's no way to avoid it!
He thought that he had never gotten closer to the masked man. With his master-level "agility", he could reach Mr. Sang's arms in a matter of seconds...
However, miscalculation!
This is really like measuring a stone by measuring it, and measuring others by yourself!
But how do ants know the power of giants?
Halfway through the run, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned because he could not run beyond the distance of the masked man. The blue sword light instantly touched his back, and he had to turn around and face him head-on.
"It's a waste..."
"But at least the last one will be glorious!"
As soon as the back sinks and the elbows are raised, the energy of the "Passive Fist" is about to be ignited...
at this time!
"Perception" suddenly saw the straw hat that Sang Lao was pressing on the back of the mountain lifted slightly, and the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were directly lit up by the blue sword light!
"court death!"
The old man was angry. No one could touch the guy he liked, not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou had become his apprentice!
Boom——
A shocking sound erupted between the collision of fists and sword lights, and an area hundreds of feet high in the air was directly shattered by explosions.
The cracks in the void spread, like the giant mouth of an ancient glutton, sucking in everything around it, trees, soil, dust...
Xu Xiaoshou was knocked away.
He stared in horror at the place where Old Sang's fist collided with the sword light, and realized that if the old man hadn't pushed him away, even his "passive fist" probably wouldn't have been able to block the masked man's furious blow.
"Is this the real strong man?"
He clenched his fists. Sure enough, in comparison, he was really beaten to the point where not even a scum was left!
Even if there is a passive system and various passive skill bonuses, if you want to face those real big guys with your current meager cultivation level, you are still completely unqualified!
He woke up with a start.
No matter how strong the passive skills are, at best they are only compared to spiritual skills of the same level.
Acquired level passive skills can't beat innate spiritual skills. This was proven during the competition with Mo Mo in the outer courtyard.
So, what capital do I have to face the masked man?
Is it based on passion?
Or do you think that guy seems to appreciate you a little, so you can do whatever you want?
——He is completely merciless!
Xu Xiaoshou broke into a cold sweat.
At this moment, his inflated mentality, which had been crushed all the way from Tianxuan Sect, was directly chopped to pieces with a sword.
Even though the Gray Mist people had already taught him a lesson, he still acted recklessly.
"You shouldn't take action..."
"If even Mr. Sang can't beat him, then..."
boom!
At this moment, he felt as if he had hit something, and his whole body deviated from the route and flew directly to the side.
He was pushed away by Mr. Sang. This can be seen from the fact that the old man's push was so powerful that he could not even suck people away from the black hole.
Xu Xiaoshou turned around and saw a rickety old man with a face covered in blood and holding an axe.
"Air crash?"
Cenqiaofu stared at the young man in front of him in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The successive battles with several great thrones had never left him with a single drop of blood. How could this kid almost have his head blown off by a single impact?
Why was he knocked away by a kid?
Why does his face seem to be cut by sword marks when he comes into contact?
When did he take action? Why couldn't he even see his own level of cultivation?
After all, Cenqiaofu couldn't hold back the confusion in his heart and said in surprise: