Yuan Zhicheng is definitely a good person with a conscience, and Bai Yi also feels that he has not helped the wrong person.

Listening to Yuan Zhicheng's persuasion, Bai Yi just smiled and had no intention of leaving.

In Bai Yi's opinion, a mere late-stage Lingwu Xuan level person is simply a child who has just learned to walk in front of him.

As long as Bai Yi is willing, a flying sword can directly take the heads of others!

However, in order to hide his cultivation, Bai Yi deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Lingwu Yellow Level.

"A waste! Adding a fool, you are indeed a perfect match!"

Chu Gui laughed disdainfully: "Idiot! Today, your grandfather, I am in a good mood. Give you a chance to survive. Get out! Let me get out for your grandfather now! Otherwise, your grandfather, I will dismember you five horses!"

Bai Yi slowly pulled a trace of evil sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I'm going to take care of this matter. You, a late-stage Lingwu Xuan-level person, have you still face? Where is your face? Where is your face?"

Seeing that Bai Yi was so righteous, the Lingwu Huang-level people were so kind, the Lingwu powerful people who were slightly human and bloody around him finally stood up.

"My little brother is indeed very courageous. We are all casual cultivators. We really can't stand what happened today."

Seeing five or six middle-level Lingwu Xuan-level strong men standing up and adhering to justice, Chu Gui's face changed in vain!

He never expected that this damn boy and Yuan Zhicheng would be so lucky!

Although Chu Gui is a late-stage master of Lingwu Xuan level, he can't stand the five or six mid-stage strong men of Xuan level together.

He is cowardly!

After a cold snorting, Chu Gui turned around and wanted to leave!

Bai Yi couldn't let him leave like this, and immediately laughed sarcastically: "You are such a shameless thing. You can leave, return the things and leave before leaving!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Chu Gui was really angry by Bai Yi now. He was a mere yellow-level early-stage waste, but he actually dared to stop him from a late-stage Xuan-level master?

Chu Gui was so angry that he slashed at Bai Yi with a sword!

It's time to say it soon!

Chu Gui's long sword had already slashed over Bai Yi's head!

Everyone around who watched this scene sighed repeatedly.

After all, Bai Yi looks only in his twenties. A young man in his twenties can cultivate to the Huang level of Lingwu. This kind of cultivation talent can be said to be among the monsters!

But... God is jealous of talent. Today, this righteous young man will become a scumbag in the spiritual martial arts world like Chu Gui.

Chu Gui's sword was fast and sharp, and a sword light slashed directly at Bai Yi's forehead!

It's too fast, even if those middle-stage Xuanwu strong men want to rescue them in time, it's too late!

However……

An astonishing scene appeared.

I heard a tingling sound!

Chu Gui's long sword slashed straight on Bai Yi's head!

"Huh!"

Everyone was stunned. Not only did this young boy have nothing to do, but Chu Gui's cold iron sword was broken into two pieces!

It's even more incredible behind.

The attacker was obviously Chu Gui, but he screamed.

"What the hell is going on?"

Everyone has seen many strange things, and this is the first time we have seen such a strange thing today!

Not only did Chu Gui's sword break, but his hand was also shattered by the hilt of the sword.

A comminuted fracture!

A Lingwu Huang-level person actually caused a Lingwu Xuan-level person to suffer a great loss. How could this be possible?

"Swoosh!"

Bai Yi didn't even look at the ghostly yelling Chu Gui, and kicked the broken sword on the ground. The broken sword directly turned into a stream of light and penetrated towards Chu Gui's eyebrows!
Chapter completed!