Shamanism kills the god

"Okay, good swordsmanship!"

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's sword, when everyone changed color, Baixiang Shengjun, who was the first to bear the brunt, smiled faintly. i^

With a hand pinching a formula, one hundred and eight pure white lotus flowers suddenly appeared in the air, flying up and down around his body.Following that, the one hundred and eight lotus flowers quickly gathered together and condensed into a huge lotus flower, like smoke, like mist, light and weightless, just enough to block Ren Pingsheng's sharp sword.

Ren Pingsheng's fierce sword slashed upwards, as if he had slashed into the air. He had a huge body of strength but it was useless, and he felt uncomfortable.It was too late to draw back the sword, when suddenly, the huge lotus in front of him spread out in all directions, turning into one hundred and eight lotus again, roaring towards them at an astonishing speed.

ding ding ding ding...

Ren Pingsheng turned pale with fright, he waved wildly with his sword, not daring to let a lotus approach.

These lotus flowers, which looked light and weightless just now, are now as heavy as a thousand catties.Slashing up with a sword, it was like cutting on hard boulders. The blossoming lotus flowers were not damaged at all, but the tiger's mouth was shaking and numb!These lotus flowers flew out just now, and then roared again after a circle, with faster speed and even more astonishing power.

White Elephant Holy Merit!

The White Elephant Sage's control over power has reached its peak.

A light, white and flawless lotus flower, in his hands, is a sharp weapon for killing without blood!

"Okay, what a lotus hand! Bai Shengshan, today, I will show you how I broke your unique skill!"

Seeing the lotus flowers flying around, Ren Pingsheng was shocked and angry. %&*"; All of a sudden, he slammed the true energy in his body with all his strength, and the sharp long sword in his hand immediately burst out with a three-foot-long cyan sword aura, which made a chi-chi sound. The lotus was cut in half quickly. The sharpness of the sword energy was incomparable for a while, and nothing in the world could stop it!

After falling to the ground, the brilliance of the cut lotus flower dimmed and dissipated with the wind.In the end, it was reduced to two strands of spider silk the size of human hair.Mu Feng picked up half of it and pulled it hard, even with all his strength, he couldn't stop pulling it, it was extremely tenacious!

"Immortal Slashing Sword?"

Seeing the sword energy emanating from the long sword in Ren Pingsheng's hand, the calm Baixiang Shengjun's expression changed, and he rushed forward suddenly.The moment Ren Pingsheng cut another lotus in half again, his body shook, and he flicked hard on his sword with his fingers.

Ding……

An ear-shattering crisp sound spread far away.

Baixiang Shengjun flicked his fingers and quickly returned to the original place. The speed was extremely fast, as if he had been standing still and had never attacked.It's just that his face became paler and he coughed a few times, as if his condition was getting worse.The rest of the lotus flowers were all taken back and slowly rotated around his body, forming a flowing defensive formation.Not far away, Ren Pingsheng's eyes were full of disbelief.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be standing motionless, but upon closer inspection, one could find that his right hand was trembling non-stop.A gust of cold wind blew by, and the extremely sharp long sword in his hand clicked and clicked, and cracks like spider webs appeared.Under the gaze of everyone, it quickly turned into dust and disappeared.

With just a flick of his fingers, the White Elephant Sage directly destroyed the sharp sword that Ren Pingsheng was so proud of!

"Okay, okay, Baishengshan, today's battle, I will remember it for the rest of my life. After I have achieved great success in the cultivation of the Immortal Sword, I will definitely go to the Western Regions to experience the power of Baixiangshan. Let's go!"

Ren Pingsheng yelled, cast a resentful glance at Baixiang Shengjun and Mu Feng who was standing behind him, turned around and left decisively.Behind him, many white-robed swordsmen quickly followed.The group of people moved so fast that they disappeared into the thicker and thicker night in the blink of an eye.

Although both are master-level masters, it is obvious that Ren Pingsheng, the head of the Yujian Hall of the Immortal Sword Gate, is still a little inferior in front of the sickly Baixiang Shengjun who is known as the sick real man!Although he was determined to win Mu Feng, after learning how powerful Baixiang Shengjun was, Ren Pingsheng was unwilling to be reconciled, no matter how angry he was, he had no choice but to leave with hatred!

Seeing that the people from Immortal Sword Sect disappeared, Ye Kexuan quickly led many students back, looked up and down, and was relieved to see that Mu Feng was fine.Wen Feixue, who was among the students, quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes while people were not paying attention.Witnessing the scene where the Qiuhong Sword in Mu Feng's hand was blown away and unable to move, everyone felt a little bit in their hearts, thinking that he was doomed this time.Fortunately, at the last moment, the white elephant sage with unfathomable cultivation suddenly came to help!

"Student Mu Feng, I have met Lord Shengjun, thank you Shengjun for your great help. I was at the foot of Fragrant Mountain before, and I offended you so much, please also ask Shengjun Haihan!"

Mu Feng bowed and saluted, respectful.

This time, they really escaped from death. If it wasn't for the help of the sick-looking Baixiang Shengjun, Xiangshan Academy would definitely be wiped out this time!Recalling the scene of the conflict with the other party at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

In the world, there are always some people who look bad, but actually don't break the rules easily, and have their own principles in their words and deeds; on the contrary, there are some people who seem to be sanctimonious, and always criticize others with morality when they open their mouths. There is no lower limit or principle for doing bad things.

"Hahaha, it's just a trivial matter, why worry about it?" Baixiang Shengjun smiled, looked Mu Feng up and down a few times, with a wicked smile on his face, and then said: "An unprecedented great talent, who has not stepped into the realm of real people but was taken away by him." The world's masters unanimously named the genius of Wen Zhenren, is this a little bit of tolerance?"

"The Holy Monarch has won the prize!"

Mu Feng smiled freely, turned around and ordered the students to clean up the battlefield and bury the dead body.

Seeing that he acted freely and decisively, Baixiang Shengjun secretly nodded appreciatively, and asked, "By the way, Mu Feng, where is your palace master, how is his condition now?"

"It's very bad. In the past two days, the injury has become more and more serious!"

Looking at the many students busy around, Mu Feng answered in a low voice.Slightly pondering, telling the truth, there is no concealment in front of the unfathomable Baixiang Shengjun.

Since the other party said that, he must have known the news about the Palace Master Ye Bei's body, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.If he really had any bad intentions, with his own strength, he would be unable to stop him.Instead of hiding it, it is better to tell the truth, and then said: "Sheng Jun, you have great powers, is there any way to help heal our Palace Master's injury?"

With a sincere face, Mu Feng sought the help of Baixiang Shengjun.

Seeing that the palace owner Ye Beigong was getting more and more injured, he kept his face on the surface so as not to disturb the morale of the army, but secretly he was also very anxious.After finally meeting such a master as Baixiang Shengjun, naturally he will not easily miss the opportunity.

"Let me consider!"

The Lord White Elephant took a few steps forward, opened the curtain of the carriage, and glanced at the dying Yebei Gong who was sitting in the carriage, his face changed drastically, "Hey, it's impossible, how could you be hurt like this? With your palace Even if the master's cultivation is plotted by that old guy Bi Luotian, it is impossible to hurt it to this extent! Mu Feng, does your palace master have any hidden secrets?"

Taking a look at the appearance of Yebei Palace, Baixiang Shengjun immediately felt that something was wrong.