Amid Wuqi's crazy laughter, Shangguan Yuhong let out a hysterical curse, and a black light shot out from her waist. The white-haired elder and the other three elders also shouted together, one green, one white, and four sword lights shot out. The Tianming Palace suddenly became cold and the sword energy was everywhere, forcing many disciples of the Rising Sword Sect in the hall to escape everywhere.

"Bold!" Nie Baihong's eyes condensed, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the same size as the needle tip. Three white sword shadows on his head whirled sharply, and Nie Baihong said with a sharp whistle: "Okay, today the Japanese Sect will let you understand, the Rising Sword Sect, the surname Nie! The sword energy returns to the original place, go!"

With his mouth opened, Nie Baihong spit out five white sword lights, turning into a long rainbow and facing the five sword lights in front of him. Three white sword shadows above his head suddenly dispersed, turning into countless sharp sword energy and blending into five white rainbows. After the sword light that was originally about nine feet long merged into the sword energy transformed by the sword shadow, the sword light emitted by Nie Baihong suddenly became about three feet long, agile and agile, and was several times stronger than the sword light shot by Shangguan Yuhong and the five elders.

Ten sword lights strangled into a ball in an instant, and the sword light rubbed and collided with each other. The harsh sound of gold and iron hitting the Heavenly Palace made the Heavenly Palace tremble faintly. The surging sword energy scattered everywhere, and large pieces of Mars flashed across the dark ground. The defensive formations arranged on the floor of the Heavenly Palace were shattered one by one, and deep and long sword marks were constantly being chopped out.

Nie Baihong held his hands tightly, and a white light of about a foot long shot out from his eyes. His sword energy was turbulent, and his long hair stood up one by one. From time to time, he made a clanging and harsh sword sound. The secret skill of sword energy that only the head of the Rifting Sword Sect can inherit, made Nie Baihong transform into a flying sword, an extremely hard, invincible sword without any emotion.

The sound of "crack" was endless. The ground at Nie Baihong's feet was shattered inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, a round pit with a diameter of three meters wide was two feet deep. Ran Ran's white air gathered from all directions, constantly sucking into Nie Baihong's body, and then he was sprayed out one by one, constantly blending into five sword lights, turning into Changhong and five elders in the Golden Elixir stage at the same time.

Shangguan Yuhong and the five Golden Elders of Jindan were fighting with Nie Baihong, but their bodies were trembling continuously by Nie Baihong's five white lights, and their feet were even more vague. The two weakest elders kept breathing and retreating step by step. Nie Baihong's sword light contained a huge force, which completely suppressed the five elders, oppressing them so much that they could not breathe.

He wanted to withdraw the sword light, but he couldn't. He wanted to withdraw the ray of soul attached to his sword light, but he couldn't take it back. Nie Baihong's five white lights were like a muddy swamp, deeply bound the sword lights of Shangguan Yuhong and the other two, slowly eroding the soul and essence attached to their sword light inch by inch, and slitting the power in their bodies.

Wuqi, who was hiding behind Nie Baihong, laughed. He said in a low voice: "How dare you take action? That is to ignore Princess Zhengle's face and the dignity of the leader, and to kill me and vent my anger? Hey, since you want to kill me, that's the mortal enemy, what else should you say?"

"Gaga" smiled strangely, and the storage ring on Wuqi's finger sprayed a strong light. The Qiushui sword given to Wuqi brought a light green cold light that was only about one foot long and shot out. Liefeng swept towards Shangguan Yuhong and other five elders. Nearly a hundred disciples of the Lietian Sword Sect heard in the Heavenly Destiny Hall. Amid the call, large pieces of blood were sprayed out from the chests of Shangguan Yuhong and the five elders.

The five elders who were forced to breathe by Nie Baihong and were full of their energy in their sword light. They never dreamed that Wuqi, a newly-entered disciple, could also control the flying sword. They couldn't believe it even if Wuqi dared to attack him!

But Wuqi, who was lawless and extremely fierce, did this. Although the Qiushui Sword is a low-grade flying sword, it is still much harder than the body. The five elders were all dealing with Nie Baihong with all their strength, and they were unable to use their power to protect their bodies. They also did not have a spiritual weapon to protect themselves. Wherever the sword light passed, the five elders were slashed from their left chest to their right ribs, and a deep and long wound that penetrated the inner organs was cut out.

A large piece of blood spurted out, and Shangguan Yuhong and the other two howled, not caring about fighting with Nie Baihong. The five of them forcibly cut off their contact with their flying swords, covered their wounds and retreated quickly. The hot blood spilled all over the floor, and the five of them suddenly turned pale.

Nie Baihong sneered, and the white light suddenly shot out about two feet in his eyes. Five white lights that were strangling wildly above his head were full of cold light. Five crisp sounds were heard. The flying swords of Shangguan Yuhong and other five elders broke at the same time, turning into dozens of scrap iron sprayed with countless light spots and fell down rapidly.

These five flying swords were sharp weapons that Shangguan Yuhong and his five men had spent at least more than two hundred years of hard work. Since they first started practicing, they used their natal essence and blood to polish them. After several recasting and tempering, the five flying swords had long reached the point where the top-grade magic weapon was close to the lower-grade magic weapon, and were connected with the flesh and blood of the five elders, and were almost part of their lives.

At this moment, the flying sword broke, and the five elders spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and sat on the ground in a mess. Wuqi Qiushui sword slashed their bodies from left to right, almost shattering their thoracic bones. Nie Baihong was even more vicious and simply destroyed their natal magic weapon for sacrifice. Inside and outside attack, the five elders were greatly injured, so where could they have the strength to stand?

With a sound of sword, Wuqi took back the Qiushui Sword. The innate true water spirit energy spread all over his body. Wuqi secretly pinched a magic trick and prepared to launch a secret technique to escape. After all, he was five elders in the Golden Elixir stage. He blatantly attacked the elders of this sect and seriously injured the five people. If they changed to any sect, it was a death sentence? Wuqi was already mentally prepared. Whenever there was something wrong, he would slip away immediately. Even if he consumed some of his natal essence and blood, he would not care about so much. Anyway, his essence and blood came easily, so he would not feel heartbroken.

With a long laugh, Nie Baihong opened his mouth and swallowed five white lights back into his body. Countless white sword energy in the air gathered into three sword shadows, and suddenly regained his heavenly spirit. He took a deep breath and Nie Baihong smiled and said, "Wuqi, you are so brave! This sect and the elders competed with sword techniques. Do you dare to attack the sneak attack from behind?"

When Wuqi heard Nie Baihong's words were wrong, he moved his fingers and almost activated the secret method of escape.

Nie Baihong sneered a few times, then laughed loudly, "However, Gu Nian you are a nurse and you accidentally made a mistake. This sect will not pursue this matter. Go and admit your mistake to the five elders and give a gift. After all, you are a junior, and the five elders are embarrassed to make things difficult for you again!"

When Wuqi heard Nie Baihong's words, he was immediately happy. Feeling that Nie Baihong was waived by himself? Since you insisted on taking this responsibility, it would be great. Wuqi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to the five elders who were sitting on the ground more than ten meters away and could not move: "The five elders are really sorry. After all, the five elders are more than the winner, and the five of them join forces to bully Master Wuqi, which is unreasonable. So Wuqi dared to take out his sword, just to share some pressure for his master. Unexpectedly, the five elders, who are so decent Golden Pill Immortals, are so useless?"

With a long sigh, Wuqi shook his head and sighed: "Today, the boy became famous in one battle and injured five Golden Pill Immortals with one sword. It's so satisfying!"

Wuqi's words were too ugly and too little to give the five elders any face. Shangguan Yuhong and the other two were injured inside and outside, and they were so serious that they were not well-behaved and could not recover after a year or two. After hearing Wuqi's unpleasant words, the five of them vomited blood again. The blood they spit out this time was similar to their sword light, which clearly meant that their natal essence and blood were pissed out.

Seeing this scene, even if Wuqi was willing to make trouble, he would not dare to make noise again. He would really anger one or two immortals in the Golden Elixir stage to death. Even if Nie Baihong was willing to use him, he would never protect him. At that moment, Wuqi lowered his eyebrows and took a few steps back, and obediently raised his hands to be a good person.

Nie Baihong sneered and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, an extremely heavy pressure suddenly came from the door of the Heavenly Palace.

An old man wearing a black robe and embroidered three dragons with purple silk thread on his robe was walking step by step into the Palace of Destiny and walked towards this side step by step. Around the old man, a circle of faint sword lights surrounded his body, and from time to time, the sound of gold and iron collisions came from the circle of sword lights. Wherever the old man passed, the three-foot-meter-a-radius ground was all turned into powder.

When he saw this old man, Nie Baihong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Shangguan Yuhong and the five elders seemed to have seen a savior. They didn't know where they came from, and regardless of the terrible sword wound on their chests, they stood up from the ground with force and bowed to the old man together: "Supreme, let's make the decision for us!"

He gave birth to a thick big beard, slightly dark face, deep eyes, thick eyebrows, and a powerful old man in black with a national character slowly walked ten feet in front of Nie Baihong, and glared at Wuqi with a cold eyes.

Nie Baihong suddenly took a step towards her and blocked Wuqi. A light sound of two sharp swords collided in the void. The old man in black glared at him casually, which would be equivalent to shooting a sword at Wuqi. If Nie Baihong had not blocked Wuqi's current strength, he would not have seen where the attack was coming from.

A thin layer of cold hair on the back of Wuqi's neck stood up straight. Just now, the old man glared at him, and he clearly noticed the breath of death. If Nie Baihong had not blocked the old man's gaze, even if he inherited the countless secret techniques in the scriptures, Wuqi thought that he would have been seriously injured and waiting to die. This is a terrible person who can dominate Wuqi's life, death, fortune and misfortune at this stage.

He took a cautious step back, and Wuqi held the seal with his hands behind him at the same time. Ninety percent of his essence and blood began to boil and burn. He had already activated the secret method of escaping, and huge power began to wander in his meridians. As long as the old man showed any hostility to Wuqi, Wuqi would escape at the fastest speed without saying a word, devote himself to practicing to form a golden elixir, and then come to seek revenge on this old man.

But before killing Wuqi at first sight, the old man seemed to lose interest in Wuqi. He coughed softly and said calmly: "It's not so good. Bai Hong is not so good at making trouble. Your disciple dares to offend the elder of this sect so much. You, as a master, don't discipline enough on weekdays."

Nie Baihong looked at the old man in black coldly and said lightly: "Why did the Supreme Master say this? How can this sect discipline the disciples? Why do you need the Supreme Master to remind me?"

The old man in black suddenly laughed, and he whispered in a strange hoarse voice mixed with a soft voice: "I am your father, why can't you care about you?"
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