It is entering late autumn in the Central Plains, and the chilling west wind blows the Qianzebu Continent into a chilly state.
The lofty Xuanyuan Mountains have stood for eternity, overlooking all living beings.
Liangzhou City at the foot of the mountain is still busy with no abnormalities.
However, at the top of Xuanyuan Mountain at this moment, the atmosphere was so oppressive that no one could breathe.
Above the head is the seal of the Kirin Realm, and silent lightning and thunder surge in the barrier.
Under the clouds, the dark crowds on both sides were already at war with each other.
"Bai Yunsheng! Don't bully others too much!"
Gong Shuwei, the always steady head of the Tianji Sect, cursed loudly.
Behind him stood the backbone of the entire Xuanyuan Mountain practice sect, but he still felt a little unsure.
Recently, the news of the destruction of Bajiao Cave and Canghai Pavilion has spread throughout the Four Wildernesses and Five Meridians. The disappearance of the Fire Meridian Leader and the Water Meridian Leader has caused complete cracks in the originally undercurrents of the Central Plains rivers and lakes. Especially the Lihuo Continent and Kanchen Continent. Continent, large and small sects are all waiting for the opportunity, and for a while, competition for supremacy and chaos breaks out.
"Humph, so what if I bully you?"
Bai Yunsheng stands alone in the clouds, dressed in black, with flowing white hair, and a pair of indifferent black pupils with a terrifying killing light - he is completely different from the boy who visited Tianji Sect back then.
"Gongshuwei, I'll ask you again, surrender or not!"
Bai Yunsheng's cold voice filled the air, and the sharp murderous aura was like ice picks, clearly piercing into everyone's heart.
The practitioners in Xuanyuan Mountain all looked at Gongshuwei. The helmsman of Gongshuwei, the leader of the Jianghu in Qianzebuzhou, was under great pressure at this time.
Gong Shuwei knew that he would never be able to retreat - even with the reputation of being the number one family in the world, he would never be able to retreat!
"Hmph! You want my father-in-law to be the loser to be killed by ghosts? It's a delusion!"
Gong Shuwei showed off his crazy golden sword, and a hundred feet of golden light shone in the sky, showing off the appearance of a bloody battle.
A man with golden eyes who had been standing behind Bai Yunsheng immediately stepped forward and shouted angrily:
"presumptuous!"
I saw this man with a tiger's back and a fierce look on his face. The sharp claw mark between his eyebrows was purple and black, and his demonic aura was restrained. He looked like a ferocious beast hiding in the void, with half of its fangs exposed.
"Ziye stop."
Bai Yunsheng calmly stopped the leader of the Soul Killing Gilded Guards. Looking at Gong Shuwei who was full of fighting spirit, he said disdainfully:
"Master Gongshu, Senior Tiankuang had the kindness to forge swords to Xiang Wujian back then, so I will give you Tianji Sect a chance."
Then he pulled out the Eternal Life Sword and said coldly: "If you can take my three moves, the Demon Slayer will immediately withdraw its troops and never set foot in Xuanyuan Mountain from now on. If you lose, the Tianji Sect will belong to me."
Bai Yunsheng was very smart. He did not target Xuanyuan Mountain, but unswervingly targeted the public losers.
However, Xuanyuan Mountain does not see it this way.
The words of such a madman made everyone on the mountain perk up and tremble with anger.
Especially the elders of Tianji Sect, who have never experienced such contempt in their hundreds of years.
Gong Shuwei was even more furious, losing all his strength, and shouted:
"Okay! I will accept your three moves."
As he spoke, his clothes fell apart, revealing half of his arms, with a golden knife in his hand, and violent karma exploded in the air like golden flashes of light.
The majesty of the Chitose Ranking masters is clearly evident.
"The first move is Cun Mang."
"bite!"
Just as Bai Yunsheng finished speaking, there was a sudden sound in the sky.
There were no sword moves, and no sword shadow could be seen. Without blinking his eyelids, he could only feel the fluctuation of Qi in the air.
A bloody sword pointed in front of Gong Shuwei's throat, but was firmly blocked by the Kuangjin Knife.
This first move made the Xuanyuan Mountain practitioners who came out to watch the battle let out a sigh of relief.
The horror in Gong Shuwei's heart was thousands of times greater than theirs.
His right hand holding the golden sword trembled instinctively. Just now, Bai Yunsheng's horrifying murderous aura was like a tiger descending from the mountain, swallowing him whole in one bite.
Although the sword in front of him was blocked, the despair of being slaughtered by others was deeply imprinted in his soul under that fierce murderous aura.
"The second move is to return to the clan."
Bai Yunsheng didn't take a breath, he raised the Changsheng Sword slowly and unhurriedly. The sword's edge turned into ten, ten into a hundred, and a hundred into a thousand. The cold sword energy instantly weaved into a life-eating sword net, rolling and twisting towards Gong Shuwei.
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"Golden Bell!"
After a moment of preparation, Gong Shuwei swung his sword at Tianling, and the dazzling karma condensed into a bell and enveloped him.
At the same time, thousands of wisps of sword energy rolled down, and the blood instantly submerged the gold.
"Hoo. Hoo."
After a while, Gong Shuwei's deep and disordered breathing came from the silent sky.
He was seen half-kneeling in the air, and the Kuangjin Dao in his hand was full of holes and turned into a piece of scrap metal.
Under Bai Yunsheng's swordsmanship combined with the bone-corroding curse of the Earthly Heart Sutra, his supreme defense from the Golden Vein Martial Arts was simply vulnerable.
"Not bad." Bai Yunsheng said with a smile on his lips, "The third move is death."
"ah!!"
Suddenly, Gongshu Wei roared loudly, and the sluggish golden karma all over his body rushed out of his body again, shining like the golden sun. His whole body shone like a dusk light, and his strong posture in the late stage of the camp was undoubtedly revealed.
What is surprising is that Bai Yunsheng suddenly disappeared.
Blood-colored petals suddenly bloomed in the thin sky. The petals were like rain and mist, slowly floating, rotating, and falling in the air.
In the rain of flowers, a river of clear water meanders down. The river water is thin and dense, flowing between the petals. The flowers fall into the water, invisible.
An inexplicable sadness burst out in everyone's hearts, like a cold fire on a rainy night that could not be ignited or extinguished.
At this moment, Gong Shuwei, who was in the middle of the water, looked around blankly. The karma that had just surged slowly into his body, as if he had been injured.
Suddenly, the clear water in the rain of flowers was suddenly dyed into a river of blood, and the dream instantly turned into blood.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of shattering mirrors in Gong Shuwei's mind, and then, his dull pupils faded from their golden color, slowly enlarged, and he fell from the air.
Bai Yunsheng's figure appeared again.
The elders of Tianjimen panicked and caught the falling Gong Shuwei, but what they caught was a cold corpse.
"Master! Master!!"
A shrill roar resounded high in the sky, and the practitioners of Xuanyuan Mountain who didn't know why suddenly woke up from a dream and learned the bad news that Gong Shuwei had died in battle.
However, even greater bad news came immediately.
"Everyone who is a public loser will be killed without mercy!"
Bai Yunsheng teleported away, and the indifferent voice still floated in the air, like the death judgment coming from a distant hell.
The fierce-looking Zi Ye immediately led the gilded guards to cover the sky above the disciples of Tianji Sect.
"Fight them!"
The great elder Gong Shufeng threw away his old bones and charged forward with a pair of golden hammers.
"Humph, you old guy who doesn't know how to live or die."
Ziye raised his right arm, his energy gathered at the top and turned into three clouds. A huge purple ax was reflected in the sky, and he swung it towards the charging Tianji Sect elder.
The figures of the five elders were like foam in the wind being shattered by a giant axe. For Ziye, who had already half-stepped into the spiritual realm, destroying these people was just a matter of flips.
His move was a command, and five hundred gilded guards swooped down like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
At this time, if you stand on the Dragon's Back Line outside Liangzhou City and look at Xuanyuan Mountain from a distance, you will definitely see a strange scene suddenly appear - colorful karma blooming like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.
Soon, "Whoosh!" A black shadow ended its half-quarter-of-an-hour gaze and teleported away.