Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters kneel again
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"What kind of magic did you use to block even the breath of chaos?"
Uncle Ying's face was full of disbelief. He was using the Chaos Breath, a specialty of the East China Sea. Even just one wisp of this Breath was enough to crush a mountain. It took a lot of effort to get his fist to hit it.
Infused with a hint of chaos.
It can be called a great killer weapon, but in front of Li Xiaobai, it is of no use at all.
What level of treasure does the other party have on his body that can actually rival a monk in the Mahayana stage?
He didn't believe that a younger monk would have the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage. It was definitely because the other person was carrying a rare treasure.
The masters of several major families were also stunned. Although they did not dare to compliment Uncle Ying's character, as an old rival, they knew his strength very well. Uncle Ying was also a master of the second level of the Mahayana period. Logically speaking,
With one palm strike, a large area of the cultivator in the Tribulation Stage should be killed.
But at this moment, Li Xiaobai was actually unscathed and allowed the opponent to attack. What kind of strength does this show?
"Haha, Uncle Ying doesn't seem to see clearly the strength gap between us?"
"I'm only in the Mahayana stage, and I can't be hurt. If you want to invite me to the Situ family as a guest, just ask your family head to come in person. I'm not qualified to invite you."
Li Xiaobai said lightly.
"You are arrogant and arrogant. No matter how strong you are, how strong can you be? Don't think that I won't dare to hurt you just because the head of the family invites me. Before, I was afraid of hurting your soul, so I kept my hands on you everywhere. If you do it because of this
If you feel scornful, then you are absolutely wrong."
"Today, I will destroy your cultivation!"
Uncle Ying was furious, his anger burst out at this moment, the aura of chaos appeared, and his fists were like two huge mountains attacking Li Xiaobai.
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Li Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and allowed Uncle Ying to launch the offensive without moving.
"I have already said that Boss Li will be fine. Uncle Zong doesn't have to worry."
Zong Ya smiled and said, if you can easily take out a magical cultivation treasure like Tang Neng Yipin, how can its own cultivation level be weak?
"What kind of cultivation is this Li Xiaobai?"
"It's such a mysterious young master, and it's a young master who was personally invited back by the Second Master. Why would he come specifically to live in this proud country?"
Dongfang Mingyue frowned slightly. The scene in front of him made him feel a little tricky. Regardless of whether there was a magic weapon to help him or not, the strength shown by the opponent at this moment was enough to compete with the Mahayana Stage.
This means that if several major families want to discuss cooperation next, I am afraid that the status of the two parties will have to be reversed.
"This boy has a big secret. Even Uncle Ying couldn't capture him. It's no wonder he is wanted by the ancestors of all the tribes in Zhongzhou. It's really extraordinary."
"I'm afraid the Situ family took action because they were interested in the secrets in him."
"Then let's..."
"Don't forget the boss's advice. Aolaiguo's attitude toward Li Xiaobai is to be a good friend. Don't make any mistakes!"
Several old men contacted and talked and reached an agreement instantly.
They cannot judge Li Xiaobai's cultivation level, but even relying on magic weapons is still part of his strength. At this moment, the opponent's strength is enough to rival the Mahayana stage!
Subsequent actions will require some subtle adjustments.
"Old man, look around, Young Master Li has taken action!"
Dongfang Mingyue on the side suddenly pointed to the ring and said. At this moment, Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist and took out a long sword. Ignoring Uncle Ying's offensive, he slowly raised the long sword above his head.
"He is a swordsman?"
"It shouldn't be!"
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old man of the Nangong family. He did not feel the presence of the sword intention from the other party.
However, all the disciples and elders in the field had panic expressions on their faces. Looking at Li Xiaobai's actions on the stage, their bodies retreated backwards unconsciously.
"The master is about to take action, should we hide first?"
"Well, it's not too shameful to be able to kneel down in front of the head of the family."
A look of fear flashed in Uncle Ying's eyes. He swayed and retreated instantly. He was not sure of the opponent's strength. Li Xiaobai had no defense at all and resisted his strongest attack with just his body. In this situation
, he has only seen it in the owner of the house!
"Boy, do you think you can hurt me?"
Uncle Ying had a stern look on his face and stared at Li Xiaobai with extreme vigilance.
However, in response, he only received a mild slash. Li Xiaobai swung the long sword in his hand lightly. There was no coercion, no majestic momentum, and even no sword intent. It was like just swinging the sword down.
Uncle Ying was a little confused.
But in the next second, his complexion changed, and the turbulent spiritual power in his body became calm in an instant. The originally crazy movement of the technique came to an abrupt stop, the movement of the spiritual power was blocked, and a large mouthful of blood spattered out.
At the same time, his body flew towards Li Xiaobai uncontrollably, he knelt on his knees and raised his hands proudly, pretending to be a worshiper.
He was nailed to Li Xiaobai's feet.
The monks around the ring were also forcibly controlled at the same time. Their bodies swayed, and the next second they were kneeling on the ring, worshiping, as if they were performing some ancient ritual.
"What's going on? Why did I kneel down?"
"The body is out of control, and the spiritual power in the body cannot be sensed at all. Did Li Xiaobai do this?"
Nangong Wan and others turned pale. When Li Xiaobai struck with his sword, they all knelt down. What kind of trick was this?
They are the top geniuses of Aolai Country. When have they ever knelt down in front of others like this?
Does Li Xiaobai want to take this opportunity to beat them?
Could it be that the other party had already noticed their intention?
"I have heard about the demon sword Li Xiaobai for a long time, but I have never heard that even a Mahayana monk can immobilize it!"
"What kind of cultivation is this Li Xiaobai? I am at the third level of the Mahayana stage and can't even mobilize the spiritual power in my body. Is he really just a young genius?"
"It is possible to be enlightened. This person is not relying on magic weapons. His cultivation level has surpassed mine. It is precisely because of this that he is not afraid of Situ Ying's offensive!"
"Let me tell you, how could the second master bring back a young prodigy? How could a mere young prodigy cause the ancestors of all the tribes in Zhongzhou to pursue him? This person must be a senior powerful man in disguise.
I am afraid that I came to China for another purpose!"
"Could it be that the second head of the family also wants to fight for power, and this Li Xiaobai is the helper he found?"
The old men of several big families all looked horrified, as if they had discovered some huge secret, with deep fear in their eyes.
Li Xiaobai showed his cultivation and asked everyone in the audience to kneel down. His intention was self-evident. This was a demonstration in front of several of their ancient families. In this way, a lot of unnecessary trouble could be saved.