The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 633 Inheritance of Baihe Boy's Kendo!

The land of the Baihe Clan has been broken into pieces.

Many white cranes are either on the broken land or spreading their wings among the clouds.

The elders of Yuanfeng Mountain are also in the surrounding area, each of them is silent.

Just now, the battle between Su Ting and the patriarch Laohe was so powerful that it affected all fighters.

Now the victory and defeat are separated, and both sides are silent.

While the elders of Yuanfeng Mountain were pleasantly surprised, they were also horrified by Su Ting's ability.

It was hard for the Qichi Baihe clan to believe that the patriarch who was closest to the level of the demon fairy was defeated so easily.

"Hand over Qinglian."

Su Tingyun tried his best to seal the wound with mana, but the entanglement of sword energy continued to destroy it, making it extremely difficult to heal.

During the fight just now, relying on this divine armor, he was injured relatively lightly, but he didn't expect that the wound was still so difficult.

This old crane is much better than Qi Yue who is possessed by demons.

If Su Ting hadn't met the patriarch of Qianjimen and knew about the Immortal of Corpse Discipline, he might still have guessed whether the old crane had become the Immortal of Corpse Discipline.

Qi Yue was the first apprentice in the pre-Qin Mountain and Sea Realm, and he was already possessed by demons, so his ability was even better, so why did this old crane beat Qi Yue and the half-immortal of Yuanfeng Mountain?

Su Ting was puzzled, and his third eye, with its bright brilliance, looked down.

I saw the old crane falling into the broken ground, the white feathers were covered with blood, breathing weakly, but it was not dead yet.

But for some reason, a throbbing suddenly emerged in Su Ting's heart.

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Above the hanging valley.

Standing in the clouds, Emperor Qing's eyes fell between the seven-foot white cranes, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes.

"Uncle, the patriarch of the Seven Foot Crane Clan has already been defeated, and the rest of the clan, no matter how rebellious they are, are unwilling to bow their heads, and their hearts will inevitably be frustrated."

"The generation of swordsmanship is unparalleled, once the heart is frustrated, the sharpness will be greatly reduced."

"Besides, even though Su Ting is injured, his ability is still there. With him as the leader, Yuanfeng Mountain will not be damaged much if we slaughter the Baihe clan this time."

"Now that the matter is up to now, is Master Uncle still insisting on it?"

I could only hear the true immortal speak slowly, and the sound spread into the Hanging Valley.

In the Hanging Valley, the young Taoist priest still had the same look on his face, and said slowly: "In the early years, you learned the Taoism from your ancestors. Although you did not have the title of master and apprentice, you have the reality of a master and apprentice. Therefore, the three realms and six realms, all the gods and gods, all regard you as the true inheritance of the Taoist ancestor. You, Yuanfengshan, are the patriarch or the Taoist lineage... But today, it seems that Yuanfengshan is nothing more than that, but this outsider who was recruited by Yuanfengshan has obtained the true inheritance of the Taoist ancestor and has such extraordinary abilities."

Emperor Qing's eyes were slightly focused, and there seemed to be a layer of haze, which passed in a flash, and said slowly: "Su Ting is the elder of my Yuanfeng Mountain, and my Yuanfeng Mountain is passed down by the Taoist ancestor. Why do you need to say more about this matter? Uncle Shi, Do you really want to see the seven-foot white crane clan that you supported and wipe out the clan? As long as the uncle is willing to let go, this disciple will order everyone in Yuanfeng Mountain to retreat."

The owner of Xuankong Valley said indifferently: "Do you really think you have the chance to win Yuanfeng Mountain?"

Emperor Qing said in a deep voice: "Master Uncle thinks there is still a turning point for this matter?"

The owner of Xuankong Valley said: "Although you are a true immortal who has attained the Tao, the Qing Emperor conferred by the heavenly court, you are still too young. Wei."

Qingdi's complexion changed slightly, and there was a hint of strangeness.

After the conferring of the gods in previous years, although Baihe boy is not the ancestor of Taoism, he is also detached from the current world, he does not know life and death, and he does not know where he is going.

He started after he became a god, and he only heard about Baihe boy, but never met him.

I only heard that under Dao Patriarch, Baihe is invincible, even if he is a true immortal, he is not his opponent.

In addition, the current Patriarch Qingyuan respects Baihe Boy very much.

It is precisely because of this that he has some thoughts.

Although the Qichi Baihe clan is not the descendant of Baihe Boy, they still inherit the inheritance of Baihe Boy.

If not necessary, he would not kill them all.

But when he heard that the Xuankong Valley Master spoke at this time, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Boy Baihe used to be a demon fairy who attained Taoism in the past, and practiced the way of swordsmanship. He was able to split mountains and divide seas, cut through the sky, and span hundreds of thousands of miles with one sword. His power is fierce, even better than what I have today."

The owner of Xuankong Valley said calmly: "However, later on, he abolished his Taoism, obliterated his foundation, started all over again, and cultivated to the end. Inside, the generation of true immortals must also be given the head."

He raised his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, and said: "Otherwise, how do you think this old crane is much better than the half-immortal from Yuanfeng Mountain?"

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In the land of the Baihe Clan.

In this battle, the outcome has been decided.

All the elders of Yuanfeng Mountain were full of spirits.

But the Baihe clan seemed to have suffered a serious setback.

Seeing that the overall situation has been settled, a throb suddenly rose in Su Ting's heart.

This is an omen derived from Dongxuan Tower seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Scream!
Suddenly a white light shot up from below!
The white light came extremely fast, so fast that even Daoist Yangshen couldn't see it clearly!

Pop!

A bloody light burst out from Su Ting's left shoulder!
"what?"

"What a powerful sword light!"

"The Baihe clan still has such background?"

"Isn't this a fairy treasure?"

The elders of Yuanfeng Mountain were all shocked when they saw this change.

On the contrary, it was the Baihe clan, seeing the patriarch reappearing and hurting Su Ting of Yuanfeng Mountain, all of them were very excited.

After all, the patriarch of the Baihe clan is not like Xianzong, who has many considerations, observations, wisdom and so on.

The patriarch of the Baihe clan is the strongest selected from the battle.

This old crane is the most powerful of the seven-foot white crane clan.

"wrong……"

Su Ting covered his left shoulder.

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, in the Nine Layers of Jade Tower, the Yang God faces east, turning mana into life and healing the wound.

It's just that the wound sword energy is constantly entangled, even if he tried his best to heal, it was extremely slow.

This is because he is wearing the divine armor, the divine armor blocks the sword light and protects his body, otherwise the sword light just now would be enough to cut off one of his left arms.

But even so, there was a crack in the divine armor.

This made Su Ting feel awe-inspiring and rather horrified.

This is the divine armor, which has always been indestructible. It protects the body and has never been broken by others.

But today it was cut through by this sword light.

He looked at the white shadow on the west side, and said solemnly: "The power of this sword is comparable to that of a fairy sword. You are not a half-immortal... Could it be that you have broken through the last boundary and become an immortal?"

The white shadow stopped and turned into an old man with white feathers, and said in a low voice: "You are alert."

Just now, the sword reached Su Ting's eyebrows.

The swiftness of the sword light is difficult for the real Yangshen to see clearly, and it is even more difficult to react.

Even a half-immortal can't stand this sword.

But Su Ting avoided it.

"Ashamed."

Su Ting glanced over his left shoulder, and said: "I was vigilant for a long time, and my reaction was not slow, but I still couldn't avoid it. Your honor seems to have entered the immortal way."

(End of this chapter)