"So the sword can still be used like this!"

It's like seeing Mr. Bai's perfect version of "Creation and Furnace Kung Furnace" taught by him, and then completely intoxicated and lost.

After Li Fan received guidance from Mr. Bai this time, he was immersed in the infinite mystery of [Breaking the Sky Heart Sword] and could not extricate himself.

He didn't even say the polite words of "Senior Thanks for his advice" and was confused. He didn't even know how to leave the competition venue.

It was unknown how long it had passed, and the shouts of the "Senior Brother" from the outside world woke Li Fan up from his sudden enlightenment.

Li Fan followed the eyes of everyone and saw Situ Yao, who was shaking when he walked, as if he had not yet woken up, was forcibly rushed to the scene with the help of two disciples of the Tianjian Sect beside him.

"Wine, where is the wine?" Situ Yao hiccupped, ignored Mr. Bai on the opposite side, and asked left and right in a daze.

"Why should Situ pretend to be drunk?" Mr. Bai was not annoyed, but said with a smile.

After hearing this, Situ Yao couldn't force himself to pretend to be stupid. He coughed lightly, stood up straight, and looked at Mr. Bai.

A hint of helplessness appeared on his face: "It's true, I was originally thinking of saving my face as the senior brother of the Tianjian Sect. If you break it so hard, it seems that you can't beat me."

Situ Yao took out a wine gourd from somewhere and took a sip.

Then his eyes were slightly condensed and he stared at Mr. Bai for a long time.

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it." He murmured in a low voice.

Although Situ Yao's words were light, they caused an uproar among the monks in the audience. You should know that Situ Yao's actual combat power is the best in the Tianjian Sect. He has not taken serious action for many years, and no one knows where his ultimate strength is.

But even such an absolute strong man from the Xuanhuang Realm, when facing Mr. Bai, he had already taken the initiative to say that he was no match for him before he even started fighting!

With Situ Yao's temperament, if he can't beat him, he will not want to lie.

What is this ordinary man’s identity and where does he come from?

For a moment, the eyes of the Tianjian Sect gathered on Mr. Bai, and was surprised and suspicious.

"I know I can't do it, but I do it. Isn't this Situ's life creed?" Seeing that Situ Yao refused to take action, Mr. Bai encouraged.

"Your sword has been hidden for a long time, and it's time to take it out and try it."

The tone was very light, but it fell into Situ Yao's ears, but it seemed like thunder.

An inexplicable aura suddenly emerged from Situ Yao. His eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Mr. Bai, a trace of doubt flashed across.

But after all, he has the mentality of a top-notch strong man. In a flash, he calmed down his doubts and surprises.

"Since that's the case, I'll be disrespectful." Situ Yao said seriously in a tone.

Taking a step forward, Situ Yao stretched out his right hand and looked around the disciples of the Tianjian Sect who were watching the battle.

He said seriously: "Junior brother, come on sword."

All the cultivators from the Tianjian Sect heard Situ Yao’s words in an instant, no matter where they were.

He was slightly stunned, and then without any hesitation, he threw his own flying sword into the sky.

As the senior brother of the Tianjian Sect, Situ Yao takes good care of every new disciple and never puts on the airs of a senior master. Whenever the disciples are in trouble, the senior brother will always stand up and even help his relatives and ignore them.

Situ Yao has been a senior brother for countless years. He was either directly or indirectly, and no one of the disciples in the sect has ever received his favor.

At this time, the senior brother borrowed a sword and used it, how could he refuse?

So, in an instant, thousands of flying swords flew into the sky.

Coming towards Situ Yao.

The disciples of the Tianjian Sect have almost most of their cultivation and combat power above their own flying swords.

From the beginning of building the foundation, I spared no effort to build my own flying sword, like weeping blood. While strengthening the strength and lethality, I gradually communicate with each other.

Therefore, at this time, with Situ Yao's "sword" coming.

It is not just thousands of flying swords that are dispatched.

But it is almost half the combat power of the Tianjian Sect.

Thousands of sword energy radiated and emitted different brilliant brilliances. As Situ Yao overturned his hands and turned into fingers, he roared towards Situ Yao's target, and Mr. Bai cut off.

Countless flying swords condensed into one, as if a giant sword that ran across the sky and the earth was formed in the void.

He locked Mr. Bai away and arrived in an instant.

It seemed that the next second, Mr. Bai would be penetrated by Wan Jian and died tragically on the spot.

However, there was no panic on Mr. Bai's face.

He just showed a faint smile, and then raised the wooden sword in his hand.

Confronting Wan Jian.

Buzz...

A sound of a sword sounded from the wooden sword.

Time seemed to fall into static in an instant.

Wherever the sword passed, thousands of flying swords stopped flying and stopped in the air.

Then the sword body trembled violently, as if it was fighting fiercely with something.

at last……

The first flying sword lost control and fell from the air.

As he plunged into the land, his sword body swayed slightly.

Then there is the second handle and the third handle.

In an instant, thousands of flying swords fell from the sky like rainstorms and landed on the earth.

It is densely packed, forming an extremely dense sword tomb between square inches.

Even Mr. Bai's clothes had not been touched, and Situ Yao's killer move that had been raising for most of his life was cracked.

At this moment, the Tianjian Sect fell into a dead silence.

Mr. Bai's wooden sword in his hand sounded again.

Afterwards, all the disciples, including Li Fan, saw a picture that they would never forget for life.

All the flying swords inserted on the ground were now actively bent their sword body in the direction where Mr. Bai was.

It was like saluting respectfully to their emperor.

Mr. Bai stood with a sword, his face calm.

"You are..." At this moment, it seemed that I finally remembered something.

Situ Yao's pupils shrank violently and he said in a daze.

Mr. Bai smiled slightly and waved the wooden sword lightly again.

So thousands of flying swords returned to the master's body.

"I'm here today because I have something to ask for." Mr. Bai, who had resolved Gange, threw the wooden sword aside and said with a smile to Situ Yao.

"Please say it." Situ Yao's tone was full of respect.

Mr. Bai looked around but did not speak.

Situ Yao slapped his forehead suddenly: "Come with me."

As he said that, he led Mr. Bai to the main hall of the Tianjian Sect.

Only the monks who were still in shock and had not come to their senses were left.

"Is this the strength of the real strong man in the ancient immortal cultivation world?" Li Fan was also shocked by the power of Situ Yao's sword just now.

He had a vague feeling that he had gathered the power of most cultivators of the Tianjian Sect. If the giant sword was successfully cut out, it would probably be enough to tear a hole in the Xuanhuang Realm.

On the contrary, Mr. Bai easily resolved this sword.
Chapter completed!