The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 121 Brother, You Are Lying

Jian Baisan had never flown so fast before.

The closer she was to the sect, the faster her heart beat.

Jian Baisan's emotions were a little out of control.

When they arrived at Zongmen, it was already full of stars.

There is an air defense formation outside the Beast Controlling Sect.

"Hey," the guard disciple at the door tried to stop Jian Baisan who was rushing in like the wind, "Who are you?"

Jian Baisan held the disciple card with his slender fingers, took it out and shook it slightly: "I have something to do."

The gatekeeper disciples looked at each other, seeing that she was unfamiliar, and did not intend to let her in: "Name?"

Jian Baisan said bluntly, "Jian Baisan."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and pulled away the two long spears blocking her. Amidst the exclamation of several disciples, she spread her wings again and rushed into the air.

"Jian Baisan?" The gatekeeper disciple and his companion looked at each other, "Why is this name so familiar... Wait, could it be...!"

"No way... Did we hear it wrong?" Another disciple said, "Isn't that Heavenly Spiritual Root still being punished?"

"Hmm... um. I must have remembered it wrong... She doesn't have that ring on her hand. Shall we still report?"

"Needless to say... Maybe it's a senior who doesn't come out very often. You see, she still has a spirit beast, so there's no need to say it."

The two looked at each other in surprise and doubt, and stood up again.

Jian Baisan's eyes were fixed on the highest blue-purple mountain, and his mouth was even bitter.

"Hey! Do you have eyes?" There were still disciples in the sky who were Yujian, and Jian Baisan flew too fast, causing a gust of wind, which caused some people to shout and curse.

Jian Baisan turned a deaf ear to it.

There is no restriction, it is quiet.

Jian Baisan rushed to the edge of the small pool, Luo Xiaoyu was practicing as expected, and opened his eyes alertly when he heard the sound of someone coming, a water ball spewed out from the mouth of Xiaogang's cannon, and Jian Baisan easily dodged it.

Seeing that it was Jian Baisan, Luo Xiaoyu was surprised at first, but immediately became vigilant.

He didn't know what Jian Baisan had experienced since the surveillance was cut off.

She was murderous, which was very different from the meek younger sister he remembered.

What is she here for?

What does she know?
Jian Baisan did not move after dodging a water bomb, and looked at Luo Xiaoyu steadfastly: "Senior brother, I have something to ask you."

Luo Xiaoyu was tense all over, didn't speak, just looked at Jian Baisan.

"You said before that you practiced in the pool every night."

Jian Baisan looked at him, "Is it true?"

Luo Xiaoyu was terrified.

How could she ask this question?

What's more, how did she know what he did at that time?
At that time, there were only Jian Baisan and him.

Is that cheating him?
And who told her the news?Could it be the old man Sheyang?

Luo Xiaoyu collected himself, and smiled: "Yes. I practice in the pool every night, why did you come back suddenly..."

Hearing a "chuckle", the figure with two white lights flew towards him like a sharp arrow, carrying an indomitable murderous aura.

...the foundation was actually built? !
The white light came close, and Jian Baisan's pure black pupils were behind the blade, but they were deep and bottomless, as if there was a black fire inside:

"Brother...you are lying."

Luo Xiaoyu was shocked.

His hasty first gear caused Xiao Gang Pao to take him down several meters, but luckily he didn't turn over.

Before he could stabilize his figure, Jian Baisan rushed up again regardless.

It was Luo Xiaoyu's familiar knife technique.

Green Leopard's third style, Thousand Rolling Snow!

While shaking his wrists, it seemed as if two loose snowflakes were approaching in front of him.

But those were not snowflakes, they were fine blade shadows.

Jian Baisan's wrist shook extremely fast, and the precise and flexible control allowed the blades to cooperate with each other, dancing almost airtightly, causing the knife that Luo Xiaoyu resisted to be knocked out with a "jingling" sound, and his figure was also forced to move. Step back.

"Is it true? Brother please answer me."

Luo Xiaoyu didn't speak, and glanced at Jian Baisan in embarrassment and resisted, but smiled: "Sword skills... Junior sister still can't master it."

Blue Leopard's sixth form piercing the cloud!

Luo Xiaoyu has never practiced the physical training skills that Jian Baisan has practiced, but he has actually practiced sword skills for decades.

He didn't borrow "Green Leopard" from the sect, but he collected it decades ago, so he is actually proficient in this sword manual.

There was even a period of time when I accompanied Tonghe, who suddenly wanted to be a "mortal master", copied scores and sold them.

How could it be unfamiliar?
Jian Baisan's pupils shrank, and a sharp light unexpectedly broke through the blockade of her constantly approaching, impenetrable knife, and pierced straight out of it, like an arrow piercing the clouds.

Jian Baisan was startled by that terrifying fortitude.

From this relentless strike, Jian Baisan even read a trace of cruelty to exchange life for life——

This is not Luo Xiaoyu's subjectivity, but the sword intent he has cultivated.

Some people, just relying on sword intent, can make the opponent lose the courage to fight against them.

Those who are capable of planting immortal mountains can even be done by some people. Just by dancing with swords and flowers, the enemy will be incontinently frightened by the force of swords and blood.

And Luo Xiaoyu has practiced hard for many years and has already taken shape.

Jian Baisan retreated hastily.

The small steel cannon under Luo Xiaoyu moved its fins, pulling Luo Xiaoyu to take another step forward.

Blue Leopard's Fourth Style: Picking the Black Wind!
The knife that had already broken through the light barrier of the knife moved, and suddenly slanted at a tricky angle, flying the stronger Shanyin in Jian Baisan's hand.

Jian Baisan's jaw hurt, and Shanyin flew out a few feet, stuck in the wet soil, trembling slightly.

The gills of the steel cannon fluttered, and a ball of water was spit out, hitting Jian Baisan's wrist.

The wrist was beaten backwards, and it appeared to be broken.

Luo Xiaoyu hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief, but found Jian Baisan's wrist turned back again, as if nothing happened.

"..."

Jian Baisan turned his wrist lightly, without saying a word.

A huge ball of thunder formed in her hands, flashing a frightening light, and rushed towards Luo Xiaoyu.

The blue spiritual power in Luo Xiaoyu's hand fluctuated, and a group of equally huge water balls met the crackling thunder ball, making an unpleasant explosion sound in mid-air, and then both of them were annihilated.

Jian Baisan didn't give up, and his face didn't even change much. In an instant, the thunder ball rushed forward again.

After such a few rounds, Luo Xiaoyu consumed too much spiritual power and was already out of breath. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, as if she saw the little girl who threw herself at her several times in spite of herself a few years ago.

But the situation now is quite different.

If we say that Jian Baisan back then was just a doughty dough with no strength and no strength, who was rounded and flattened by others.

However, the current Jian Baisan... is already an opponent worthy of serious consideration.

(End of this chapter)