After this move, the shadow on the dome receded, but Bai Muyun raised the tip of his sword, and in an instant, he had the golden stone tablet in his palm.
"Miss Bai!"
Bai Muyun didn't take action for so long that Feng Wuchen almost forgot that he had such a big boss next to him.
Seeing the woman come to his rescue, he suddenly felt happy.
Bai Muyun's eyes turned cold, as if protecting a calf, he protected Feng Wuchen behind him, and looked at the shadow on the opposite side: "It's wrong for a child to grab something and interfere with the elders!"
The phantom slowly fell beside Fang Xiaohan. At first glance, it turned out to be an old-fashioned, middle-aged scribe.
The middle-aged scribe looked at Bai Muyun, his eyes darkened: "Haven't you already taken the thing away? Why do you think the girl still speaks so grandly?"
At this time, Fang Xiaohan approached the middle-aged scribe and asked in a low voice: "You can't fuck this woman?"
The middle-aged scribe's tone was slightly cold: "What do you mean you can't do it? I don't have a body! Otherwise, I could kill this woman in a matter of minutes..."
"In other words, you still can't fuck her?"
"..."
During the silence, the middle-aged scribe twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said angrily in a low voice: "Why are you still standing there? Call a few more!"
"okay!"
Then Fang Xiaohan grinned and looked arrogant: "I didn't expect you to have helpers! Hehe... Then we might as well compare who has more helpers!"
After finishing his words, Fang Xiaohan activated the space in his body again, and saw a vortex behind him, and several phantoms flew out. When they landed, there were seven people in total.
I saw that these seven people were not flesh and blood, but they were not remnant souls. Their existing forms were different from any kind of soul body Feng Wuchen had seen so far. They seemed to be somewhere between the soul and the physical body.
time, but there is no doubt that they were all boundary-breakers at their peak!
Seeing these seven people, without waiting for Feng Wuchen to react, Bai Muyun said calmly: "There are more people? That's fine...boy! Please come out to the rest of Longyuan."
"good!
"
Feng Wuchen didn't say anything and directly sacrificed Long Yuan.
Jiuyou Sword Demon and Xiao Renfeng were the first to appear.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise from the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors respectively.
Then he saw the first generation Wutian wearing a mask.
The ancestor of the corpse demon, Drought Demon, was bathed in fire.
And Mu Changgong, the murderous Ren Tu.
Seeing that there were so many masters on Feng Wuchen's side, Fang Xiaohan and the powerful men behind him were immediately shocked.
The middle-aged scribe looked at everyone and frowned: "Except for the two guys who came out at the beginning who were weak, the others are all very strong!"
Were the first two guys who came out weak?
After hearing these words, Jiuyou Sword Demon and Xiao Renfeng twitched their mouths at the same time, and their expressions suddenly sank to the bottom of their faces!
When it comes to qualifications, the two of them are indeed the least qualified. They have only lived for a mere 100,000 years!
But in terms of strength, they are qualified to enter Longyuan and become sword masters, so they are not weak!
It's a pity that they are now bound by Long Yuan's laws and can only exert the same power as Feng Wuchen. Now that they are underestimated, they naturally feel unhappy!
"You brat! It's all because you're too weak! I'm being looked down upon by others! I'm so angry!"
For a moment, the Jiuyou Sword Demon was filled with demonic energy, mixed with the sword energy, and soared into the sky. Although the energy was not strong, its sharpness was extraordinary in the eyes of everyone!
At this moment, all the powerful men changed their views on this old man!
"No... he seems to have just had his power suppressed. He, like us, has broken the shackles!"
"This power..."
At this time, among the seven people beside Fang Xiaohan,
, a man in black wearing a cloak suddenly walked out.
The man slowly took off his cloak, revealing his true appearance.
This man was an old man, with a rough and sallow face full of grooves, except for a pair of bright eyes.
I saw his palms sinking slightly.
"Buzz!"
In the air, a giant sword fell down, pressing straight towards the Nine Nether Sword Demon!
When the expressions of others changed, only Jiuyou Sword Demon showed a happy expression. Immediately, without any intention of retreating, with a thought, he used the Burning Sky Sword to meet the power of the giant sword.
"boom!"
Fortunately, the two of them were fighting with their swords, so it didn't cause much impact.
After one move, when everyone was surprised, the joy in Jiuyou Sword Demon's eyes became even stronger.
"You are...the Sword Demon Ancestor!"
Sword Demon Ancestor?
Feng Wuchen was shocked again: "Is this the senior master who created the magic sword magic?"
The old man in the cloak smiled coldly: "I didn't expect that there are still people practicing my inheritance, and... among them there are leaders like you! I am not alone in my way! I am not alone in my way, hahaha!"
Just as the Sword Demon Ancestor was laughing.
"Hey! Old devil!" Fang Xiao and Han suddenly interrupted: "Since that devil is Xiu's inheritance, why not let him abandon the darkness and turn to the light?"
"..."
After both sides were speechless for a while, the Sword Demon Ancestor raised his eyes to look at Feng Wuchen and the people behind him. His old eyes were particularly vicious.
"This fire... except for the Divine Phoenix Empress, there is only one person! Are you the ancestor of the corpse demon, Drought Demon?"
Hanbao didn't reply, the flames in his palms beat slowly, and silently, he had confirmed the Sword Demon Ancestor's guess.
One of these two is the ancestor of the Sword Demon, and the other is the ancestor of the Corpse Demon. In terms of status, they are quite evenly matched.
"I didn't expect that you guys are waiting
A character who is willing to follow a young man... Weird! Weird..."
Bai Muyun smiled coldly: "A person like you is just like following a little brat, and you still want to bully the few?"
Being choked by Bai Muyun, the Sword Demon Ancestor smiled bitterly: "We? We are just a group of homeless wandering ghosts. It is rare to find a place to live..."
As he spoke, he raised his head fiercely, and his cold eyes were filled with the ferocity of the Demon Ancestor: "Haha! But don't think that we are wandering ghosts, but we still have some strength to survive. If we really fight, how can we?
I'm an old man, but I'm not afraid of young people like you!"
Bai Muyun raised the long sword gently, not to be outdone at all: "Don't put on the airs of a senior in front of me, you are also a sword cultivator, right? In terms of seniority, the sword cultivators in our era are all a generation younger than Jinyun! Who?
It is still unclear who is the senior and who is the junior!”
"Jinyun?"
Hearing Bai Muyun mention Jinyun, the Sword Demon Ancestor couldn't help but look at the woman a few more times.
After a moment, he felt the ray of evil spirit on the woman's body, and his face suddenly became enlightened.
"You are the unicorn that was with the Divine Phoenix Empress... Haha! It's actually you! You are right. In our era, Jinyun was the first person in the world to break the limit of swordsmanship and create the realm of nine cuts! In the world of swordsmanship,
"Sir, I am also lower than him, but these people beside me are different..."
Following the words of the Sword Demon Ancestor, Bai Muyun turned his gaze and looked at the people around him, only to feel unfamiliar.
Then he added: "No more gossip! Fight or not, just one word!"
"..."
Bai Muyun's extremely direct words once again caused the audience to fall into a cold mood.
After being silent for a long time, the middle-aged scribe stood up again: "I think the girl just now is right! Children are robbing things, what are we old guys doing to get involved? Otherwise...
Go back first and let them solve it themselves?"
Chapter completed!