These days Wubi has been discussing with the five old men in white some methods to fight against the forces of the Yin and Yang Sect, but they have been discussing for several days but have not come up with any suitable method.
Facing the Yin-Yang Sect, Wuzong is in the Ming Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect is in the dark. They don't even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is going to do!
It was already the third day of the three-day agreement between the Yin and Yang Sect, but the reinforcements from the Sky City had not arrived for a long time! Wu Bi already had a vague grudge against the Sky City in his heart.
While they were talking, ice and snow fell from the sky.
There was a bit of chill mixed in the ice and snow, and the ice and snow slowly scattered on various mountain peaks. The snowflakes contained energy, but there was no murderous intention at all.
While seeing this scene, several old men in white also walked out quickly.
I saw dozens of people falling from the sky. The weakest of these people all had the eighth level of strength, especially those at the front. Their strength had already reached the ninth level.
Just such a lineup can sweep across the entire Beizhou!
At this time, Murong Yi also woke up from his practice. He walked out and looked at the several figures descending from the sky, his face full of shock.
"See the Saint!"
Before the group of people left, the five old men below saluted with respectful expressions on their faces.
Wu Bi also bent down. Although he was the leader of the Wu Sect, he still had a sense of awe for the strong.
Murong Yi looked at a woman in the crowd, and he felt like he had seen her somewhere.
The white dress wrapped the woman, and her big bright eyes were full of spirituality. Above her eyes, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings parting slightly, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.
Her face was covered by a veil, but her beauty seemed not to be restricted by the veil.
Behind her, two strands of hair fell shawl-length to her waist, complementing the plain clothes on her body.
White snow was falling from the sky. Under the cover of the white snow, the woman looked like a fairy falling from the sky.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Murong Yi's eyes widened.
"Who are you? Why don't you bow when you see the saint of my city in the sky!"
A man walked up to Murong Yi. Without saying anything, he slapped Murong Yi with his palm.
A strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart, and Murong Yi came to his senses at that moment. He couldn't help but move a few steps behind him, and at the same time he stretched out his right hand to resist the sudden blow.
The two were separated at the first touch, and under the impact of the powerful force, Murong Yi was forced to retreat continuously.
Murong Yi looked at the man in white clothes in front of him, who was not much older than himself, and there was a faint anger rising in his heart.
Without saying a word, the man rushed forward again, a spear in his hand glowing with cold light.
The spear was thrust out, all pointing at some of Murong Yi's vital points.
Murong Yi dodged again and again, and a little light emerged from his body. The powerful awakening spiritual power also completely exploded at this moment.
A group of people around looked at the two people who were fighting, but no one came to break up the fight.
Two of them, one is the grandson of the elder of Sky City, and the other is a student of Adventure Academy.
In terms of identity, the identity of the man in white is far higher than that of Murong Yi. Nowadays, there are many people coming to the Sky City, and even Wuzong does not dare to interfere in this matter.
What's more, Murong Yi obeyed the words of God. They also wanted to know how strong Murong Yi was.
The woman in white glanced at Murong Yi faintly, with a slightly surprised look on her face. However, she adjusted herself in just a moment. No one noticed her strangeness.
The man in white strode forward, the spear in his hand thrust out directly.
On the tip of the spear, a sharp intention burst out. Strong thrusts flew out from the tip of the spear and shot straight towards Murong Yi in the distance.
Murong Yi tapped his feet to steady his body. At the same time, the power of ice rolled out and turned into an ice wall to block the thrust.
Murong Yi clenched his hands, and an ice sword quietly took shape. He did not use the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The man in front of him was only at the seventh level of cultivation, so Murong Yi didn't need to spend so much effort to deal with him.
Ding ding ding…
The spear and the ice sword clashed in the air again and again, and dozens of rounds passed in the blink of an eye. But neither of them could do anything to defeat the other.
The man in white obviously didn't believe what happened. He rushed out again and poured all his strength directly into the spear.
"Strike of the Wind!"
The man in white ran the formula, and his figure turned into a white light and rushed towards where Murong Yi was. The speed was as fast as lightning, and he arrived in front of Murong Yi in just a moment.
"Phantom Flash!"
The movements of Murong Yi's feet were confusing, and no one could see clearly where his footsteps landed.
Afterimages floated away behind him. At this speed, even some of them could reach the level of a ninth-level cultivator.
Moreover, many people present were unable to understand some of the mysteries contained in the phantom flash.
Murong Yi came directly behind the man in white in a flash. He did not continue to take action. Instead, he watched the man in white's further movements.
He didn't know the identity of the visitor, but he didn't want to cause trouble. If nothing happened, it would be better to keep things peaceful.
But the man in white didn't think so. The attack failed, and the resentment in his heart became even greater.
He tightened his grip on the spear and was about to stab Murong Yi directly. He suffered a loss in the hands of the sixth level, and he could not get rid of the bad breath in his heart.
"Qiu Ze, that's enough! Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?" An old man in white said to the young man in white who was about to continue his attack.
"Grandpa, how dare this guy disrespect our Saint! Can he look at Her as he wants? This time I will dig out his eyes!"
The man in white raised the spear, and the tip of the spear pointed at the place where Murong Yi was.
Wu Bi looked at what happened and tried to persuade him: "How about Elder Qiu, let's just forget about this matter? This child is not from our Wuzong. If something happens to him, the old guy Luo Tianshen still can't do it."
Don’t break my old bones!”
"Oh? Is he the one who can deal with the Yin Yang Sect?" The old man was obviously a little curious.
"Qiu Ze! Stop now!" The old man's voice was a bit sullen.
Hearing his grandfather's voice, Qiu Ze had to put down his spear and come to the side of everyone.
"Lord Saint, Mr. Qiu has failed to teach his son well, I hope you will forgive me!" Another man in white said.
The saint nodded without thinking too much. She looked at Murong Yi in the distance, with a strange expression in her eyes, but this expression disappeared again as soon as it appeared.
"I haven't seen you for several months, but you are already so powerful! But I guess you won't be able to remember me by now!"
The woman thought in her heart that for some reason, she wanted to take Murong Yi, whom she had only met a few times, under her command.
Murong Yi still looked at everyone with caution. At this time, his ice sword had long disappeared. But his mental power still remained on the bodies of the people in white.
Now far away from the Adventure Academy, he is alone and has no way to deal with this group of people in white.
"Hahahaha, it's wonderful! I didn't expect to see the performances of several juniors when I first came here. It's really good!"
A voice came from all directions. When they heard this voice, many people's expressions changed.
Yin Yang show!
Wu Bi was shocked. He looked around, watching Wu Zong up and down with caution. He was always confused and uneasy, feeling that something big was about to happen.
It suddenly became dark.
Two streams of light, one yin and one yang, rotate in the sky to form the pattern of Bagua.
In the center of the Eight Diagrams, two figures descended from the sky. Looking at the group of people in white below, they were not afraid at all.
"I didn't expect so many people to come to the Sky City today. It seems that this trip was not in vain!"
At the same time as this voice suddenly sounded, countless people were frightened by it. The murderous demon once again descended on the top of Wuzong Mountain!