Although the entire thunder dragon was instantly destroyed by the heavy punch, it did not dissipate. The broken dragon body twisted in the air and turned into a shrunken thunder dragon. The spiritual sword was made of bones, and it was unyielding.
Although Xiao An was still standing on the pine tree, everyone saw that the pine tree had been destroyed by the sword energy.
The power of a sword is so powerful!
Xiao An's face was gloomy. No one knew better than him how powerful the sword was. The power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder condensed on the tip of the sword seemed to be tearing his body apart.
Do we need to use the physical form? To deal with a fifth-level priest, you have to use the physical form. It will be embarrassing if this spreads out.
No, you must hold on!
"Bai Mo, continue?" Xiao An said loudly.
"Of course, continue. Since you like my sword so much, then I will naturally continue to ask for advice. Now it's my second sword." Bai Mo said with a smile.
The second sword?
Under everyone's gaze, Bai Mo's second sword was launched, which immediately shocked everyone's eyes.
Do you want to be so shameless?
It turned out to be another ninth-level Xuanling spiritual sword!
The most speechless thing is that Bai Mo clearly wanted to tease Xiao An, because the second sword he used was the thunder dragon sword, and the same hundred-foot thunder dragon roared down.
Angang!
Xiao An's face was bloodless. He knew that if he kept hiding his secrets now, this sword alone would be enough to seriously injure him on the spot. Damn Bai Mo, where did he get so many Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords?
boom!
It was still a heavy punch against the Spirit Sword Thunder Dragon.
The result seemed to have been rehearsed many times before. It was exactly the same as the first sword. It gave the illusion of going backwards in time.
"The third sword!"
"The fourth sword!"
"The fifth sword!"
…
Bai Mo stood proudly under the bodhi tree. Facing the challenge of Xiao An, he kept raising his right hand. Every thunder dragon roared out, bringing with it a crazy surge of thunder and lightning power in the sky.
From the beginning to now, Xiao An has been forced back a hundred feet!
The entire Haotian Holy Land priests were stunned on the spot when they saw this scene through the shadows all over the sky. None of them dared to believe that Bai Mo had succeeded.
Even if Xiao An attacks now, what will happen? An eighth-level divine warrior is forced back a hundred feet by a fifth-level divine warrior. How can he have the shame to say unnecessary words?
This is already a humiliation!
In another courtyard.
"How many swords do you think Bai Mo needs to use to completely subdue Xiao An?" Di Haotian said slowly.
"Holy Lord, Xiao An is an eighth-level monk, and he cultivates the most vicious spiritual power. Doesn't he have a trump card? At least to this day, he still has the ability to resist. Do you think Xiao An
Defeated, will Bai Mo win?" Dong Luo frowned.
"Mu Xuan, what do you say?" Di Haotian said unmoved.
"Xiao An will be defeated!" Mu Xuan said decisively.
"Why?" Dong Luo asked.
"Xiao An's heart is already in chaos, but Bai Mo's heart is firmer than ever. The most important thing is. Hall Master Dongluo. Do you think that a person with an eighth-level divine warrior can face Xuanling's ninth-level spiritual weapon wantonly?
Is it a threat? Even if Xiao An has a trump card, how many trump cards does he have?
Do you know how much Bai Mo has such a ninth-level Xuan Ling spirit sword? Hall Master Dongluo, you are confused because you are concerned, and you have not noticed that when each thunder dragon is suspended in the air, it is not simply suspended.
?They are setting up a formation!" Mu Xuan said.
How can Bai Mo lose if he calmly grasps the overall situation?
Self-righteous. But he didn’t know that he was already in the game. How could Xiao An remain undefeated?
What Di Haotian and the others could see, Zhuhuang and the others could naturally see it too. Just because they saw it, their expressions suddenly became gloomy.
If Xiao An were defeated, what would they do?
"Do you think Xiao An can make it?"
"Who knows, I suddenly have no bottom now!"
"Who on earth is he, and how come he has so many spiritual weapons of the ninth level of Xuanling!"
…
Everyone was talking, but after the discussion, a strange idea suddenly arose in everyone's heart. If Bai Mo activates the spirit sword like this, then there will definitely be no extra spiritual power. In that case, they are not
Did you get a big advantage?
The most important thing is that not only can they subdue Bai Mo, but they can also swallow up Xiao An's master lineage!
This is the most important thing!
This is the most tempting!
Thinking of such a temptation, everyone's eyes began to sparkle.
What a piece of fat!
Such thoughts soon arose in everyone's heart. They deliberately did not look at the other masters, but the actions that they were so familiar with each other already made them all know what the other was thinking.
The key now is, when will Bai Mo be unable to do what he wants? Especially when he stands up and is tricked by Bai Mo like Xiao An. In that case, it will be really frustrating.
But will Xiao An be dealt with?
The result is already inevitable.
Bai Mo definitely wouldn't give Xiao An any chance to breathe. As he raised his fingers, another spiritual sword flew up quietly.
"Xiao An, take another strike from me, the thirteenth sword!"
The thirteenth sword!
Xiao An stared at Thunder Dragon with a solemn expression. He felt an unprecedented pressure. Just when he thought this sword was Bai Mo's limit, the opponent could always unleash the next sword.
Under such a cycle, Bai Mo actually handed out the Thirteen Swords.
We must never let the other party be so arrogant again!
"Great Yin Yang Palm!"
Xiao An shouted low, and his sleeves suddenly burst open, revealing thick bronze arms, which were densely covered with runes.
In the surge of countless runes, the left arm turned white and the right arm turned black. Powerful spiritual power began to condense in Xiao An's arms. Then his palms began to change. His left palm turned white.
The right palm is black.
Black and white palms, the intersection of yin and yang.
Zhuhuang and the others' expressions tightened. They knew that Xiao An was already furious at this time, and this Great Yin Yang Palm was the latter's strongest technique, bar none.
This palm technique was learned by Xiao An during an adventure. From a unique interface of yin and yang, he risked a narrow escape.
Under the palm of yin and yang, life and death are determined.
Bai Mo, my Great Yin-Yang Palm still has some shortcomings. I hope you can help me make up for this shortcoming. If you can do it, what's the harm in making me surrender to you?
As long as I can fight, I, Xiao An, am not afraid of anyone!
Clang!
Under the pressure of the Great Yin Yang Palm, the Thirteenth Sword still repeated the previous ending, transforming into a ten-foot thunder dragon sword and continuing to hover in the air.
So what if it's the Great Yin Yang Palm? There's still no way to deal with the ninth-level Xuan Ling spiritual sword!
Boom!
The entire Lundao Peak seems to be shrouded in black and white palms. Apart from the two colors of black and white, there is no third color here. The big yin and yang palm is facing the thirteen Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords, revealing an incomparable color.
The urge to grab everything in your hands and crush it into pieces.
"Is it finally here?"
Bai Mo looked at the black and white palms with a fanatical fighting spirit on his face.
Since his spiritual sword advanced, no one has been able to bring him an absolute threat. As he said before, practicing multiple techniques is what he wants to do today, but while doing this,
It is also necessary to study and understand a technique to achieve enlightenment.
Just like now!
"Master Xiao An, I think the bet between us is still valid, right?" Bai Mo said calmly.
"Of course, with the supervision of God's Eye, it's hard to think it's effective!" Xiao An said proudly.
"That's the best, Xiao An. As an eighth-level divine warrior, your realm is higher than mine. But you know better than me. Sometimes realm cannot explain everything. For example, the level of the spiritual sword I have now
, you can block one of my swords, can you also block all my spiritual swords?
You are an eighth-level divine warrior, and I want to conquer you, but before I conquer you, I have to defeat you completely. So I will say sorry next. If you don’t use the physical form, don’t blame me.
Your Great Yin Yang Palm is completely destroyed!" Bai Mo said calmly.
"Use the physical form?" Xiao An shook his head, "As long as you can destroy my great yin and yang palm, I will admit defeat!"
"You don't have to say it so reluctantly, even if you use the physical form, I can still kill you. I tell you so much, just to let everyone know that since I am the master of Shimai Hall, I will kill you
I have absolute control." A cold smile appeared on Bai Mo's lips.
"Yeah?"
"If you don't believe it, just open your eyes and watch!"
Wow!
As the words fell, Bai Mo's hands suddenly raised, and the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder flashed on his ten fingers. Surrounded by this spiritual power, the whole person was like a thunder god descending.
"Thirteen swords are completed!"
Under Bai Mo's control, the thirteen Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords merged with an absolutely irresistible force, and then turned into a ten-foot-long fused thunder dragon, and the power released was even greater than the previous one hundred feet.
strong.
Fight!
Tsk!
The thunder dragon roared forward and grabbed the big Yin Yang Palm without mercy.
As the dragon's claws came into contact with the palm, there was no powerful wave that could tear everything apart as imagined, and the entire Great Yin Yang Palm inadvertently turned into pieces and disappeared.
However, this thunder dragon did not have any damage and flew proudly in front of Xiao An. The dragon's claws danced and enveloped Xiao An on the spot.
As long as Xiao An dared to move, the dragon claws would definitely crush him.
At this moment, Xiao An truly felt the threat of death.
So what if he was an eighth-level divine warrior? The absolute power brought by the fusion of thirteen Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords was enough to completely suppress Xiao An.
If Xiao An had the intention to die, he might still try his best, but would he want to die?
Xiao An, who had never thought about death, had only one concept in his mind when faced with this scene: Why is my Great Yin Yang Palm so vulnerable?
The whole place was extremely silent!
Everyone stared at the scene in front of them. Until this moment, they couldn't believe that this was true. Bai Mo was actually able to defeat Xiao An by himself!
The faces of Zhuhuang and others all changed.
In another courtyard.
"Thirteen Xuanling level 9 swords can actually be fused! If it were me, I might be able to defeat Bai Mo at the beginning. But if I follow Xiao An's rhythm, I won't be able to win. Xiao An, you can
Just do it directly, why bother to come up with such a trick, now you are in trouble!" Dong Luo said to himself.
"Do you think Bai Mo only has thirteen Xuanling ninth-level spiritual swords?" Di Haotian said slowly.
"What? Could it be that there is more?" Dong Luo's face changed drastically.
Mu Xuan remained silent. His clenched fists showed his excitement at this moment, and his eyes looking at Bai Mo also showed the hottest light. This is the argument I want, this is the most exciting argument.
This is the Bai family lineage.
Zihuang's face was calm, so what if he was an eighth-level divine? She never thought that Bai Mo would lose. Knowing the number of trump cards Bai Mo had, it would definitely be jaw-dropping.
Not to mention anything else. As for the talisman seal, Zihuang believes that as long as Bai Mo activates the talisman seal, no one among the thirteen superior masters can stop him!
"I knew Master was invincible!"
"That means, don't you look at who the master is?"
"Haha, now the Xiao family lineage will join our Bai family lineage!"
Even though Bai Mo had previously issued a strict order to let the three hundred priests commanded by the Yuchi bloodline call themselves the sect master, in such an occasion, they still maintained a certain tacit understanding and called Bai Mo their master. Otherwise, they would create another one in the Holy Land.
Zongmen, this is a taboo.
"Xiao An, you lost!" Bai Mo said calmly.
"I'm willing to admit defeat, I lost!" A gloomy look flashed across Xiao An's face, but then he raised his head, ignoring the threat posed by the thunder dragon, and locked eyes on Bai Mo.
"I lost. But I don't accept it. If it weren't for the power of the ninth-level spiritual weapon of Xuanling, how could you defeat me? Bai Mo, you really can't win!"
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, that's all. Even if you don't accept it, you can only accept your fate!" Bai Mo said calmly.
"You want me to accept my fate?" A look of ferocity flashed across Xiao An's face.
But just at the moment when his ferocious expression appeared, the Eye of God suspended above his head suddenly shot out a ray of light.
This bloody ray of light invaded Xiao An's body in an instant, without giving him any chance to breathe, and cast a brand in the depths of his soul, and then this brand quickly penetrated into Bai Mo's sea of consciousness.
The soul contract is completed!
At this time, it was impossible for Xiao An not to accept his fate even if he wanted to.
Xiao An, an eighth-level divine warrior, has since then completely surrendered to Bai Mo and been driven by Bai Mo.
Bai Mo felt the soul imprint in the sea of consciousness, and there was no emotion on his face. He had expected to take down Xiao An. If Xiao An dared to act recklessly, with his newly broken-through Heaven-melting realm cultivation level, he would have been able to do so.
Suppress it forcefully.
You'd better be honest, otherwise I won't give you face.
"I've met your lord!" Xiao An stood up and said respectfully to Bai Mo.
No matter how much grievances he feels in his heart, no matter how unwilling he is, at this time, unless Xiao An wants to explode and die, he has no choice but to completely surrender to Bai Mo. Otherwise, he is provoking the dignity of the Eye of God and will be killed on the spot!
"Xiao An, I know that you want to know the shortcomings of the Great Yin and Yang Palm, so I will give you a sentence, what is yin and yang? The yang cannot be born, and the yin cannot grow. This is your own understanding. As for whether you are convinced by me or not.
, I don’t need to pay attention to it at all.
Even if you don't obey, you are still mine now. Without my orders, you can't do anything. But I will never be stingy with my followers. In the future, you will know that being able to follow me is a great blessing for you.
.I give this to you, let me refine it now!" Bai Mo raised his finger, and a blood pill flew towards Xiao An.
Xiao An reached out and took it.
"yes!"
Xiao An glanced at the blood pill, but didn't pay any attention to it. He didn't have any chance to choose now. Even if Bai Mo gave him poison, he had to take it and refine it on the spot.
So he swallowed the blood pill directly, but his expression suddenly changed in the next second, and when he looked at Bai Mo again, there was already a look of shock on his face.
"Thank you, Lord!" Xiao An turned around and went to another peak of Lundao Peak, sat down cross-legged and began to practice.
"You're quite knowledgeable! If you dare to continue to be disrespectful, believe it or not, I will kill you on the spot? The blood essence of an eighth-level god can still restore the blood pool a little. But since you have chosen to surrender, then be prepared
Create more benefits for me in the future. My Nine Patterns are not for anyone to eat if they want!" Ta Ling said proudly.
What the hell is going on?
No one knew what Bai Mo gave Xiao An. They only saw a blood-colored object, so they all talked about it secretly.
At this time, Xiao An could no longer think about anything else. After eating this Nine Patterns Qingshi, he could feel the powerful energy contained in it. As long as he refines this energy, the bottleneck that he has been suppressing might be able to be solved.
breakthrough.
If this is the case, what's the harm in following Bai Mo?
Bai Mo smiled and swept across the audience. Just when he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed and seemed a little pale. His body swayed involuntarily. The next moment, thirteen Xuan Ling Jiu were suspended in the air.
All the super spirit swords returned to the body.
These unusual details have been accurately captured by Zhuhuang and the others.
Sure enough!
It was impossible for Bai Mo to get rid of Xiao An without paying a price. Without the weapon spirit, those thirteen Xuanling level 9 spiritual swords would definitely require an overdraft of Bai Mo's spiritual power to drive them.
Bai Mo is definitely in a weak state now.
If they take action at this time, they may be able to capture Bai Mo. In that case, what awaits them is the complete surrender of the Bai family lineage and the Xiao family lineage. This is a huge temptation!
Is it just true?
Zhuhuang and the others all want to stand up, but no one dares to really take this step.
"Hmph, is this the courage that the thirteen superior Shimai Masters should have? I really don't know how you managed to get through and become the Shimai Master! If none of you stand up to challenge, I will name you.
Already." Bai Mo said disdainfully.
Wow!
Following Bai Mo's words, there was a burst of boos on Lundao Peak.
When each priest looked at the remaining twelve priests, his eyes showed undisguised contempt.
The weakest of you are all level 7 divine warriors, but you were forced to do this by a level 5 divine warrior. You don't even dare to stand up. How can you be regarded as a superior master?
Even Xiao An, who was sitting cross-legged on a mountain peak, couldn't help but reveal a strong sense of ridicule when he heard Bai Mo's words and looked at the people who had been with him.
"I'll do it!"
At this moment, a figure stood up. It was the master of the Buddhist temple lineage among the thirteen superior masters, named Dongche. Speaking of cultivation, he was only a seventh-level divine warrior. But in the thirteen families
Among the superior masters, he is the most cunning.
Everyone knows that Dongche is the most insidious and cunning person, but it happens that such a person also uses the name of a Buddhist cultivator, which makes people feel a sense of betrayal.
So what about cunning?
As long as he is the one who survives in the end, it is not cunning, but clever!
Dong Che stood up now in order to defeat Bai Mo and take Xiao An under his control. Thinking of the huge resources of the Xiao family lineage, Dong Che's heart beat more and more.
"Bai Mo, you are clearly provoking the majesty of our thirteen superior masters. I challenge you here. Whatever tricks you have, just come at me!" Dongche shouted.
A seventh-level divine?
With Bai Mo's current level of cultivation, he has no fear when facing seventh-level monks. What about Zang Guishin back then? Wasn't he killed by himself?
But since you have established your authority just now, let’s act accordingly.
"Dongche, do you want to challenge me?" Bai Mo asked.
"Of course, isn't this what you want?" Dong Che sneered with disdain from the bottom of his heart, Bai Mo, I will definitely kill you this time!
Bai Mo looked at Dongche calmly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a huge confidence emerged spontaneously.
"In this case, Dongche, I will use the second technique this time..." (To be continued...)