"Bai Xiaosheng?!" Feng Yun Wuji was really surprised. His appearance was so good. The warriors all had stubborn temperaments and could not completely suppress them by relying solely on force, but it would be different if Bai Xiaosheng was.

"Bai Xiaosheng? You are still alive, how is this possible? I remember you don't seem to know how to do martial arts."

"Senior said it is right. Bai Xiaosheng, the ancestor of the Sword God, was the younger master. Each generation of the sect leader is called Bai Xiaosheng. The appearance was changed from the secret technique inside the sect to the image of the former sect leader, so he has been retained in this way. The younger generation is the leader of the Tianji Sect in this generation."

"You have never seen me, how can you know that I am the Sword God?" Feng Yun Wuji said strangely,

Bai Xiao took out a yellowed sect book from his arms with a trembling trembling, took out one from it, spread it open, and sighed: "When the senior ascension, the junior master of the junior master recorded it aside. Each generation of the sect leader of the Tianji Sect is a saint in painting. The senior master spent a day passing down the charm of the senior ascension, and left it in the sect to be a sect to maintain the sect. The junior master observed this picture every day, so he was very familiar with the senior."

The two of them seemed to be recalling the past, but actually solving the confusion of everyone. Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but praise him secretly, and secretly raised his thumbs up to Bai Xiaosheng.

"See the ancestor!" More people knelt down respectfully. Almost all the internal strength of the people here is the Heart Sutra of Demon-Destroying. From this point of view, everyone can be considered as a fellow disciple.

"Bastard! He simply used the magic trick to confuse that old thing Bai Xiaosheng. Do you actually believe him?!" Bai Li Lang roared angrily.

Feng Yun Wuji frowned and said coldly: "Baililang, four hundred years ago, I let you go to the mountain gate because of late injury. I didn't expect that today it was a disaster for the tiger. The entire sect dispute between the entire Jianghu sect was almost caused by you."

"What are you talking nonsense..." Baili Lang's face changed and he said in surprise.

"Baililang, what you have done over the years is recorded by Tianji. Just because you are powerful and almost cover the sky with one hand, and at the same time, you are the oldest generation in the world. I just turned a blind eye. But you really shouldn't have chosen Taishan to provoke the killing of the martial arts world. Your intentions are too sinister."

Feng Yun Wuji stood in the air with thousands of swords under his feet spinning endlessly. Seeing Baili Langyou struggling, he refused to admit his mistake, he sneered, on the top of the mountain, with his palms lightly. At the foot of the mountain, thousands of experts had already tied up dozens of people in the world dressed in various sects of clothing, brought them up the mountain, and threw them heavily in front of everyone.

"These people are all disciples of the Cangmang Sword Sect. Look at their faces, you should recognize them."

"Supreme Master, save me!" A young swordsman raised his head.

"It's you!... it's you a thief!" Two elders of the Jianghu Sword Sect stood up and recognized this person at a glance. They were the culprit of the dispute between the two sects.

"Who are you? I don't recognize you, there is no such person in the Cangmang Sword Sect."

"The Supreme Master, it's me. I was dressed up as a disciple of the Xueyue Sword Sect at the beginning under your order to go to the elder of the Liufeng Sword Sect..." the young swordsman shouted.

Baili Lang snorted coldly and turned his head away.

One person who was thrown on the ground was recognized, and one after another, the members of the Jianghu Sword Sect were excited. They gritted their teeth and surrounded the Cangmang Sword Sect’s disciples who were captured by Feng Yun Wuji through the Six Gates and the Great Inner Masters, with their expressions wishing to tear them away.

Feng Yun Wuji smiled, ignored it, and just looked at Baililang quietly.

"What else do you have to say!"

Baili Lang looked hateful, stepped forward, took out the shuttle-shaped weapon, and rushed towards Fengyun Wuji, "Demon, today I will be the only one in the world."

Just when Feng Yun Wuji thought he was going to come up and fight to the death, Baililang suddenly threw a disciple Xiang Feng Yun Wuji around him, and then rushed to the bottom of Taishan crazily.

Feng Yun Wuji sneered, and the tens of thousands of long swords under his feet chased him at a faster speed than Baililang.

"Escape, I want to see how fast you are, and you dare to run away in front of me. Humph, I was careless last time and asked you to run, but this time I was not so lucky." Feng Yun Wuji's voice came from behind, and Bai Lilang trembled all over, and he didn't answer, but just ran forward desperately.

"Don't run!" Feng Yun Wuji snorted angrily. The Star-Sucking Technique had already taken action and absorbed the tens of millions of years of the Demon King of the Fifth Heaven. Feng Yun Wuji's Star-Sucking Technique became even more domineering. Baili Lang was almost controlled by kite, flying backwards towards Feng Yun Wuji's palm.

"What benefits did the demons give you? You are so hard!" Feng Yun Wuji stretched out his five fingers and firmly grabbed Baililang's neck. His strength doubled, and Baililang didn't even have to lose it.

Slap!!

Baililang struggled hard, and suddenly there was a crisp sound on his back, and two sharp bone thorns bounced out of the bones, thrusting towards Fengyun Wuji with a sharp roar.

The black rainbow flashed, and the two bone thorns had broken into several pieces. Baili Lang screamed: "Sir, save me!"

A figure flashed below, and a man in black dressed in tight clothes had arrived quietly. Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but be shocked. The demon clan's slight determination was indeed powerful and he had not even noticed it himself.

Bang! Feng Yun Wuji slapped out with a palm, and the man in black didn't even snort, then turned into a push of flesh and blood, sprinkling from the air. Feng Yun Wuji didn't even have the chance to see his true face. Four thousand years of skill was enough to kill this demon clan who was only subordinate to the fifth day demon king.

"Go to die!" Baili Lang suddenly roared and threw out the strange rush-shaped object in his hand. The strange rush-shaped object made a sharp roar and rushed towards Fengyun Wuji's face.

Feng Yun Wuji dared not be careless. He flashed his body and had retreated hundreds of meters away. The shuttle-shaped object exploded in the place where he was originally staying. Within thirty meters of purple lightning, even the air emitted a burst of blue smoke.

Feng Yun Wuji glanced at him and saw Baililang taking this opportunity to drill towards the ground, but he also used the method of slacking off the breath and escape.

"Where can you escape!" Feng Yun Wuji roared angrily, and tens of thousands of long swords under his feet were already sinking into the ground below with a sharp roar. All of them were sank into the strata, and they quickly walked through the soil along the initial position of the spiritual consciousness.

Feng Yun Wuji sprayed out a sword element and turned into a misty green color and sprayed into the ground. Tens of thousands of swords underground formed a cone shape, blocking the entire ground. With the help of Feng Yun Wuji's sword element, the sword energy suddenly increased, and three-foot sword lights emerged from the tip of the sword. Tens of thousands of long sword lights connected to each other, forming a net-shaped shape, blocking the ground.

Hey! Feng Yun Wuji exhaled and shouted loudly. Under the action of the Star-sucking Technique, a piece of conical mud that was hundreds of meters deep was sucked out of the entire ground. Outside the conical mud block was a long sword that was constantly spinning rapidly and shuttled back and forth.

Through the gap in the sword net, Feng Yun Wuji saw the panic Baililang. A murderous intention flashed in Feng Yun Wuji's eyes, and the fifth sword gall was slashed out with one sword.

Boom! The conical mud blocks hundreds of meters high exploded into pieces with a loud bang, and even the Baililang inside exploded into a bloody mist, and even the bones remained...

"This is the bento for Chishang..." Feng Yun Wuji murmured at the mist that was bleak in the air, then turned around and walked back resolutely...

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