"You don't have the qualifications that the heir of the Rain Alley should have. Spiritual power, talent, and mind, you have nothing, ordinary, just like what I saw at first, ordinary, as if I had walked out of the city of Yangzhou City. There are two reasons for choosing you. One is that she never acts according to the rules of the world, is arrogant and timid. She has to choose one for ordinary people like you. Even if she is suspected by future generations, even if she risks destroying the sect, she doesn't care, because..."

"The master said that Yuxiang is not a sect that is as wealthy as the six major sects. The head of the sect can do whatever it wants. But there are only two things that cannot be changed: one is the rule of using money to eliminate disasters for others, and the other is the rule that no innocent people can be killed indiscriminately."

Bailong smiled slightly. After saying such a big thing, he wanted to hear this. He should not kill innocent people indiscriminately. When Leng Bing was young, he accidentally killed people even though his master went out for a mission. Is this considered killing innocent people indiscriminately? Even if Leng Bing was prohibited from taking on tasks for ten years, he would not be qualified to continue to be a illusory successor!

"What is the second reason?" Leng Bing asked.

"Is the second reason..." Bai Long's eyes stopped on Liuyun Guixue Sword. His eyes at the sword were not much different from those of the elders and Master Yu Yang's eyes when he was in Zhanghua Palace before. He was not grateful for why Liuyun Guixue Sword was handed over to the useless hands of Leng Bing, it was just a simple look at the aliens.

"The second reason. Liuyun Guixue Sword is different from other magical weapons and powerful magical powers that assist users in practicing with half the effort. Its spiritual aggregate value is very low, and it is used to stimulate the user's own potential to exert its power. Therefore, you have not obtained any power from the illusion fairy. From the beginning to now, you have used your own power. Liuyun Guixue recognizes you as the main one, which means that your potential is still very great and has not been fully discovered until now."

Bailong said, his star-like eyes were as cold as the sky, and it was like heavy rain that would thaw at any time. It noticed that the cold eyes began to become terrified, surprised, and empty.

"So, you know how much power you have now."

Leng Bing's body involuntarily leaned forward. Her body suddenly became so light that she could not control herself, as if she was being pulled by the breath of flowers and the steps of snow, and could not be restrained from falling forward. Behind her, the rushing blood spurted out from the wounds of the long and deep valleys, like a blood-red claw, pushing her down hard in a pool of blood.

Hum, what does this mean? Are you underestimating her? Leng Bing would not agree. She wanted to learn from Nan Lichen's arrogance and refute Bailong's words. But her body fell down involuntarily...

But her body was held by a pair of hands. Her slightly opened eyes seemed to have seen it, seen...

A blurry water color surrounded her tenderly. Before she could see who that person was, she was captured by the boundless sense of familiarity and security, and she was so heavy that she closed her eyes.

Blood continued to flow out from the wound on his back, dyeing the man's white clothes red. However, his sword drew a trajectory of sparks in the sunlight, colliding with the attack that the white dragon followed closely and bombed from the east and west sides, and broke out between the two dragons, a deep black gully.

"Who are you!" Bailong shouted. Although it asked condescendingly, it felt that the young man in front of him looked very familiar, like the sharp moonlight shot to the ground, which suddenly ignited its fighting spirit. This man with sword soul burning in his pupils and sharp swords hidden in his heart sheath is not simple.

"What are you talking nonsense? Anyway, you will kneel down later!" Li Chen covered Leng Bing's wound with his left hand, but blood continued to seep out of his fingers and dripping into the soil on the ground. Of course, we can't talk nonsense anymore, we must take Leng Bing away immediately!

Bailong looked at the man who suddenly appeared in... white pajamas. Facing the demon dragon, his face was still unchanged and his temperament was as good as the sixth young master, Tayue Master. When Tayue Master was famous all over the world, he had never been blinded by women, but he didn't know that this young man...

"Oh? Then I want to see... how capable you are!" Bailong said, instead extinguishing the changing light in the dragon's claws, "I'll allow you to take the move first!"

Li Chen's lips curled, and the Fen Sword was raised in front of him, his wrist suddenly relaxed, and the long sword was driven by the hilt of the sword and swirled quickly. Bailong was surprised again: What trick was this? Which school did this come from? Why hadn't you ever seen it?

The white dragon was ready to defend. It stared at the flat sword, unable to think of where it would pierce from...

"Bang!" The flying sword stopped rotating, but there was no attack. Just a ball of white things fell out of the sword. After a closer look, it seemed to be a person. The pure white dress rolled into a black dress in the mud. He flipped his body and lay on the ground with his back on his back. His right foot trembled and his toes were shaking, and there was no movement.

Nan Lichen suddenly rushed over and grabbed the man's collar, almost lifting her up from the mud: "Hey, old lady, wake up! My wife was seriously injured and still waiting for you to save her. The queen seems to be very injured! You won't even refuse to save your baby daughter!"

Everyone saw Li Chen shaking the old woman's bones crackling, and the mud and cement pieces on her body dripped all over the floor, and they were a little confused. The serious atmosphere that had finally settled was destroyed by Nan Li Chen, and Bai Long was very upset. It cleared his throat and said, "Well, I just said, I'll allow you to take the move first!"

"I don't have time to fight now, are you annoying?" Nan Lichen simply fell down the Yao-street Cui Yu Ling, who was unconscious. He originally planned to summon the elves in a slightly more handsome way, but he didn't expect that the old woman would be dizzy by the flying sword. Now...

Seeing Li Chen frowning slightly, her hearts also hurt. They both stepped forward to surround Li Chen and said seriously: "Tiezhu... Junior Brother Tiezhu! Before the doctor you invited woke up, the injuries of Erniu and that girl were handed over to us to stop bleeding and bandage and heal the wounds. Guanbao will not let them have any danger!"

Li Chen was worried about what to do. When he saw that Sister Jiao'e took the initiative to help, he was very happy and bowed: "So, thank you two fairy sisters~ After this battle, I will definitely thank the two fairy sisters for their kindness~ I heard that the snacks in Fuyu Town, Xialun Mountain are very good, not as good as us..."

Li Chen talked and laughed with the sisters Jiao'e, from having a meal to fine wine, from fine wine to opera, and from opera to juggling, Bai Long was already impatient to listen to it: What's wrong with this kid? He was a master, but he didn't feel nervous before the battle; he said he was a love saint, but he actually put down his seriously injured lover and chatted with the new girl he had known for a few days; he said he was a gangster, and his strength that was invisible but forced people to take it seriously... It was such a difficult guy!

"Boy, do you think I don't exist? I..."

"Okay." When Bai Long couldn't bear it anymore, Nan Lichen suddenly turned around, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the sword light shone on his tall body. Compared to the joking, lazy and laughing just now, it was a completely different person.

Sister Jiao'e quickly retreated outside the battlefield to heal his wounds with Leng Bing and Hua Shenshen. Before Li Chen could figure out what to do next, Bai Long slapped it with his claws, and the gravel collapsed and the dust spread out. It was so dangerous. If Li Chen hadn't been hiding in a hurry, he would have turned into blood and bones.

"Hey, why don't you keep your word? Didn't you let me take the move first? I have emphasized so many times, and everyone listened!"

"I have asked you to repeat it, but you have teased me again and again, I..."

"Why am I teasing you? That was just a warm-up before the war." Li Chen shook his shoulders, "You've finished attacking? Then it's me!"

Li Chen put away his smile, and Bai Long stopped talking nonsense, spitting out thousands of snow thorns from his mouth. Li Chen danced his sword to block the sky, and the sword wind danced and phantom drifted. When others looked at him, it seemed that there were tens of millions of Li Chen dancing swords at the same time. Thousands of rice swords were intertwined in front of Li Chen to form an impenetrable barrier, thousands of clothes rolled into clouds in the wind, and thousands of pairs of eyes, with sharp eyes that shot down the snow thorns in the sky.

This move... the sword technique of the gods? Bai Long looked at it and his heart suddenly lit up. He stayed in the dark and cold water for five years without seeing the sun, but his feeling still did not deteriorate: the first time he saw Nan Lichen, he thought of Mr. Tayue; now he saw him using the sword technique created by Mr. Tayue, what is there to wonder?

It was getting more and more interesting. Thousands of ping-pong sounds passed by, the wind paused and the sword was quiet, and Li Chen was stretched out like a cloud in white clothes, and he actually knocked down thousands of snow thorns shot out by the white dragon without any injuries!

Bai Long was surprised. Through the light white fabric, the tight bandage wrapped in his upper body was clearly visible. With serious injuries, he could still perform to this level. Sure enough, he was not wrong. But...

The white dragon extinguished the flames in the claws again. Under the shining white sunlight, sweat from Li Chen's forehead dripped into his jaw. He said strangely: "You're going to make a move, why don't you fight?"

Li Chen was showing off his strength, but he wanted Bai Long to talk to him a few more nonsense to delay time to restore his physical strength. Just now, in order to show off his handsomeness, he tried his best to knock down all the snow thorns. It would be better to be inserted into a few snow thorns and let him slaughter a few drops of blood than to be strong now that he is exhausted by the strength of the dragon.

"Well, in this battle, I only want the lives of the Kunlun Sect's people. I have long seen that neither you nor your companions are from Kunlun Sect. You go."
Chapter completed!