I had just escaped from Ice Dragon Island, and I was extremely resentful towards the super sects, but I had no intention of giving them a good look. At this moment, I met the semi-saint masters of these super sects, and they were just collecting interest. There was a basket.
When I was with Yan Zuzi, these guys always brought food when they came.
"Who are you? You have such a loud tone. Do you know who we are?"
"I don't know what happened on Ice Dragon Island. Anyway, you can follow me back to the sect first!"
When the elders heard Li Xiaobai's words, they seemed to have heard something funny. There was a look of disdain in their eyes. A junior monk actually dared to point at the elders of the super sect and make rude remarks. It is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
Several old men who were closer stepped forward to suppress the people on the turtle's back. On the turtle's back, a basket was raised slightly with a finger, and terrifying pressure fell from the sky. In an instant, all the semi-saint masters present were pressed to the ground.
Unable to move.
"A bunch of gangsters just came out of Ice Dragon Island. They are very angry. Let's just kill them. What do you think, kid?"
The killing intent was in his eyes as soon as he mentioned it. He felt angry for the first time on Ice Dragon Island. If he hadn't just escaped from the pagoda and was restricted, how could he be entangled by just one or two holy realms? At this moment
Seeing people from the super sect again, he wanted to ravage them.
"Forehead……"
"I think it's better to recycle the waste. These are semi-saints after all and can be cashed in."
Li Xiaobai pondered for a long time and said leisurely.
Realize?
The many monks lying on the ground were confused in their hearts, with a deep sense of fear flashing in their eyes. The word Holy Realm could not help but rise in their hearts. How could there be a strong Saint Realm in such a place?
?
And he also got involved with their disciples. What on earth is going on?
Could it be that something unexpected happened during this trip to Ice Dragon Island?
And who is that young man? He actually wants to cash them in. Does this mean he wants to sell them?
"Who on earth are you!"
"I am an elder of the inner sect of the Blood Demon Sect. I hope that the seniors can see that the Blood Demon Sect's face will be improved!"
"Lin Yin, why don't you hurry up and intercede with this senior? We are all one family, so don't let the flood flood the Dragon King Temple!"
"Yes, Liu Jinshui, please let me untie the senior, we are all a family!"
The expressions of the elders changed completely. Looking at this situation, it seemed that their disciples had broken up with the super sect and had found a new backer. With a strong man from the Holy Realm sitting in charge, they would never dare to make a mistake.
One look can kill them.
"Elder, don't blame me. This is an opportunity for you. From now on, you can stay in the Eastern Continent with peace of mind and wait for the sect to redeem you."
Lin Yin looked indifferent and said coldly.
"This is a good idea. Once it is realized, we will have the resources to restore our strength and cultivation."
Yan Zuzi nodded, agreeing with this method.
"Suppress them first and bring back the blackmail from one sect to another. The two seniors can rest assured. I am familiar with this business. I guarantee that I will make more money than killing them and exploding their equipment!"
Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.
He lifted the basket and took out a Saint Son from nowhere. It was dark and inconspicuous, and he threw it out with a shake of his hand. Like sausages, he caught all the dozens of Semi-Saints present and tied them together into skewers.
"Tell me, what are you seniors talking about here? There was a faint sound of fighting above the Sword Sect just now, but does it have anything to do with you?"
Li Xiaobai squatted down and asked in front of everyone.
"It has nothing to do with us. We are here on orders from the sect to investigate the children in Jianzong's market. We don't know the person who went to Jianzong to stir up trouble!"
An old man immediately said that he had to pluck himself cleanly and disassociate himself from Wu Xian and others.
"oh?"
"Then have you found anything, who kidnapped the Jianzong children?"
Li Xiaobai's expression changed and he continued to ask.
"It is said that a masked fighter has a strong physical body and a powerful killing intent. He was able to escape from the hands of Emperor Sword Sect. He must be a strong man in the Holy Realm. We have only just stepped into the Eastern Continent and met him.
Young Master, we haven’t been able to take action on the mainland yet.”
The old man said with a trembling voice. The young master in front of him seemed to be the backbone of the group. Even the two powerful men in the Holy Realm obeyed his orders. Could he be a descendant of some great force walking the world?
"I don't know anything about feelings, even a half-saint can do that. Let's take him back to fill the hole first."
Li Xiaobai waved his hand, and several people sat back on the turtle's back. The puppet named Zhen Bu Tie lifted the giant turtle from below, turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards the direction of Jian Zong. He lifted the basket and pulled it gently.
Pulling the rope in his hand, the elders who were trapped into rice dumplings behind him were dragged forward behind, with smoke and dust billowing.
…
A few minutes later.
Outside the Sword Sect.
At the foot of the mountains, smoke and dust were everywhere, and roaring sounds continued. Many monks along the way could clearly see a huge black black turtle carrying more than ten people on its back, roaring on the official road. An old man on the back of the turtle was holding a rope and pulling it from behind.
Several old men were rolling on the ground, and the scene was extremely strange.
Jian Zong was close at hand, and Li Xiaobai could already see the huge peak of the second peak towering abruptly into the clouds. He reached out and pulled off the human skin mask on his face, and rushed towards Jian Zong's mountain gate like a wind and a cloud.
"I, the master of the second peak of Sword Sect, Li Xiaobai, open the mountain gate quickly!"
Li Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and said loudly. The disciples who were caught in the commotion immediately calmed down and looked down, feeling overjoyed.
"It's Senior Brother Li who's back!"
“It’s just the right time to come back!”
"Senior Brother Li is back. Let's see how arrogant the monks who came to provoke us this time are!"
"Quickly, open the mountain gate and welcome Senior Brother Li back to the mountain!"
At the mountain gate, a group of disciples were excited when they saw the person coming below. As a disciple of the Sword Sect, you don’t have to know the sect leader, but you have to know Li Xiaobai, the master of the second peak. Now the sect is prosperous and prosperous, all because of this Li Xiaobai.
Senior brother.
The black turtle flew past the mountain gate without any resistance and rushed into the second peak of Jianzong.
"Junior brother, I didn't expect that you are still the number one figure in the Eastern Continent. The Sword Sect is not waiting for you in vain!"
Su Yunbing looked at the awed eyes of the disciples around him and felt quite strange.
"It's easiest to judge a person's character by looking at the reactions of the people around him. Junior brother is deeply loved by his disciples. I think he is also an approachable person who convinces others with his virtue."
Yang Chen shook the feather fan lightly in his hand, with a smile on his face. His junior brother was so successful in the Sword Sect, and there was no need to worry about where they would stay in the future.
"What does this mean? I think back on when I was in shock, the entire Zhongyuan world had to pay tribute to me, and I didn't even need to go out to conquer a single sect. A piece of paper could bring all the nations to come to court!"
He groaned as he lifted the basket and said with some disdain.
Yanzuzi on the side gave him a slap in the face at the right time: "How old are you, but you still compare with younger monks, where is your face?"