Bai Yunsheng limped to the center of the original Tianzi No. 1 platform, his long white hair fluttering in the cold wind like flying snowflakes.
He raised his right hand, and a black karma was driven into the ground. The land quickly turned into quicksand, and the sand and gravel leaked out, revealing a blue ice sculpture, which was the frozen Xiang Wujian.
Just now, before launching a fatal blow, Bai Yunsheng took advantage of the darkness to bury Xiang Wujian deep underground.
White mist shrouded the ruins. When the ice sculpture was fully revealed, Bai Yunsheng shattered the ice with one hand.
Xiang Wujian still maintains his pre-frozen appearance, his starry eyes are majestic, showing a fierce fighting spirit, and his hands are stroking the Heaven-Aweing Sword, like a god of war who would rather die than surrender.
Bai Yunsheng held Xiang Wujian's cold hand and called softly: "Brother, wake up, it's time for us to leave."
Xiang Wujian seemed to have heard it a long time ago. His black gem-like eyes moved slightly and he moved his fingers.
Bai Yunsheng suddenly said excitedly: "Brother!"
He did not dare to put karma into Xiang Wujian's fragile body, so he had to use his will to awaken Xiang Wujian's will.
A few moments.
Xiang Wujian opened his pale lips and exhaled a breath of white air. He looked at Bai Yunsheng and said in a low and weak voice: "Yunsheng, your hair..."
Bai Yunsheng burst into tears and hugged Xiang Wujian's cold body tightly. The two brothers conveyed the rare joy of sharing weal and woe and surviving the disaster.
At this time, the three people from Bailuzhou on the platform were the first to regain their consciousness.
Wen Qudao and Gong Shuwei searched everywhere, but couldn't find Xue Yang's life breath at all.
The two of them recalled Bai Yunsheng's world-destroying sword with lingering fear, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes.
Wen Qudao thought numbly in his heart: "Is there really anyone in this world who can surpass the Tianying position?"
On the high pumice stone, the surviving spectators finally broke out their voices:
"Xue Yang is dead?!"
"It turned out that both spirit and form were destroyed..."
"That demon boy is so powerful."
"I'm afraid there will be more disturbances in the world in the future."
"Hey, Xue Yang was killed by him. It seems that things are going to change."
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Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came out from the crowd:
"Bai Yunsheng! You monster, you dare to kill me, the elder of Canghai Pavilion, and spare your life!!"
A slim blue figure floated down, and the person speaking was Xue Qiuli, the master of Canghai Pavilion.
At this time, Bai Yunsheng was holding the seriously injured Xiang Wujian and was about to walk towards Murong Chen.
At the moment when the world-destroying sword came, General Murong picked up his daughter along with Mu Chengxue and Yi Fengxiao, avoiding the fate of turning into dust.
Hearing Xue Qiuli's rebuke, Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian stopped, turned around, and looked at the pale Palace Master Xue. Bai Yunsheng said lightly: "You can't keep my life."
I saw the sudden change on the top of Wuyun Mountain.
Suddenly, another green figure jumped down from the pumice stone.
Bai Qing landed on the ground and accused righteously: "Bai Yunsheng, you actually killed Elder Xue Yang. I will prevent you from going down to Wuyun Mountain today."
Bai Yunsheng sneered and said shamelessly:
"Master Bai, Xue Yang is not your Bai family, so why do you have to meddle in other people's business? You are not afraid that I will kill you with one sword."
Bai Qing raised his beard and said disdainfully:
"You evildoer of the demon race, don't lie here to bluff people. The sword you just struck was just with the help of external force, and your cultivation is still in the Huangpo realm!"
Then his face changed, he waved his sleeves angrily, and said in a loud voice:
"You monster, you killed our disciples in Tianyi Academy, killed Bai Luhan again in the Liuhe Competition, and this time you harmed Elder Xue Yang, and caused countless disasters to other disciples. Now your hands are full of blood, and your sins are heinous.
I, the leader of the Bai family, Zhenfeng Buzhou, have the duty to uphold the right path and will never allow you, a monster like you, to continue to do evil!"
Every word Bai Qing speaks is impassioned, solemn and sacred.
But he was still not satisfied, and then shouted to the surrounding pumice stones:
"Heroes, we are all heroes of the human race in the world. This Bai Yunsheng was born in the demon world and committed such evil deeds. We must not let the tiger go back to the mountain, otherwise it will become a big problem in the future!"
At this time, this group of onlookers, with only their eyes and mouths moving from beginning to end, were like a group of jackals looking for a dead body, and finally found their own burial place.
For a moment, the sound of anger was like boiling water boiling.
"Yes! You must not let him go! Thirty years ago, my master died in the Southern Wilderness Demon Realm. This revenge has not been avenged. If anyone dares to let him go, I, the Chengtian Sect, will be the first to refuse!"
Suddenly, a naked fat man with a pair of copper hammers dancing in his hands landed lightly behind Bai Qing and said coldly: "You must not show mercy to the demon clan!"
Then, a man in black clothes who looked like dry firewood flew down resolutely, stood opposite Bai Yunsheng, and shouted: "That's right! The demon clan will not die in their desire to invade the Central Plains, and they will never let the tiger return to the mountain! I, the Luoying Sect, will not be subject to the demon clan even if I die.
Lustful power!"
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
"We must not let them leave!"
Most of the people who spoke out first were from sects that had good relations with the Bai family, and they also had a history of enmity with the demon clan.
There are also some people who have no close relationship with the demon clan and have no grudges, so they join the crusade camp for another reason.
"Let him leave the Eternal Life Sword and his original energy!"
Obviously, the conversation between Bai Yunsheng and Xue Yang not long ago had been clearly heard.
"Yes! Such secrets must not be left to the demon clan!"
"Bai Yunsheng! Hand over the Eternal Life Sword quickly, and we will protect your body!"
A strong man in coarse cloth carrying a Xuanhua board ax also stood behind Xue Qiuli and Bai Qing.
Then, two paths, three paths... Soon, more than a hundred cultivators from the clan had gathered in front of Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian.
There are men and women, tall and short, fat and thin, beautiful and ugly.
Most of them are experts from the middle camp, and occasionally there are one or two people from the big camp hiding inside.
After all, when you get to the main camp, everyone wants to show their face.
The remaining 70% to 80% of the practitioners stayed at the pumice stone site and did not participate in the attack.
Because except for the Xue and Bai aristocratic families, the other three aristocratic families did not move, and Bailuzhou and Wen Qudao did not move either.
Seeing the scene behind him, Bai Qing couldn't help but feel proud, and his confidence, which was still a little weak at first, suddenly became fuller.
He raised his hand to signal his friends to be quiet, looked at Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian, and said rudely:
"Bai Yunsheng, I will give you one last chance to hand over the secret of controlling the original energy and the Sword of Eternal Life. I can guarantee that you will die more happily."
However, Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian didn't seem to hear these people's threats at all, and they didn't even see these people.
The two brothers supported each other and looked at each other without saying anything, except for a knowing smile.
Bai Yunsheng smiled and said: "Brother, it turns out you are not a demon clan either."
Xiang Wujian smiled and said, "I said, we are the same person."
After speaking, he returned the Jiuli Jade to Bai Yunsheng.
Bai Yunsheng took the jade and joked: "It's different now, my hair is already white."
"Hahaha……"
The two laughed in unison, like old friends who had not seen each other for a long time, expressing their loyalty to each other and saying goodbye to each other.
In this situation, they no longer feel pain or fatigue.
Bai Yunsheng had never smiled so freely and said, "It would be nice to have wine now."
Xiang Wujian had never smiled so heartily before and said, "When we leave here, find a restaurant to drink with him for three days and three nights, and we'll get drunk once we're done!"
Bai Yunsheng smiled boldly, patted Xiang Wujian's shoulder hard, and said with tears:
"Okay! Today you and I, brothers, will meet the heroes of the world at the top of Wuyun Mountain!"
The two released their hands supporting each other.
Changsheng and Baiyunsheng.
Wei Tian and Xiang Wujian.
Two magical weapons that shocked the past and the present;
Two shining geniuses.
At this moment, the sword and the person have become one.
The sword is the person, and the person is the sword.
A fight to the death, only now.
Sudden.
"Wait a minute!"
Bailuzhou on the platform couldn't stand it any longer. He gave up his last hesitation, fell down from the Ice Throne and stood between the two forces.
"Master?"
When Bai Qing saw Bailuzhou, he immediately saluted in surprise. He did not expect that Bailuzhou, who had been silent all this time, would come to stop him.
Bailuzhou looked at the hundreds of Jianghu people and knew that there was little hope, but he still said: "Bai Qing, can you please let them both go for my sake?"
Bai Qing's face darkened, but he still said respectfully: "Great Elder, you have seen what these two scoundrels did. Now even if I can put aside my grudges and no longer pursue them, the heroes from all walks of life behind me will also
We will not let them go. Great Elder, please put the sacrificed disciples in your sect first! Put the great interests of the human race first! Don’t keep the evildoers of the demon race!"
At the end of his speech, Bai Qing burst into tears.
Bailuzhou was unmoved, and turned to look at Bai Yunsheng, feeling unhappy in every way.
His eyes trembled with excitement, and he said slowly:
"Little friend, if you hand over the Sword of Eternal Life, I will definitely save your life!".
Bai Yunsheng smiled and shook his head, saying:
"Senior, Bai Yunsheng will remember your kindness in my heart. If I can keep my life alive, I will do whatever I want. Please leave. My eldest brother and I will not agree."
Bailuzhou's eyes dimmed, and he advised sadly: "You are still young, why are you so persistent?!"
Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian looked at each other, their black eyes full of determination to die.
The two of them said in unison in tacit understanding: "Today there are only gods who die in battle, and no ghosts who live in peace!"
Bailuzhou, which has dominated the world for nine hundred years, has never felt so powerless. The current situation involves all six extremes of the world and is related to the life of the master behind the scenes. He can no longer control it alone.
Soon, when a few snowflakes fell lightly on Bailuzhou's shoulders, the dying old man sighed heavily and flew away secretly.
In an instant.
The two sword lights disappeared amid the siege of hundreds of people.