The last cultivator

Chapter 372 Watermelon Pie

It is easy to kill a person, but it is not so simple to kill a sect, even an ancient sect.

Not to mention anything else, but one's own strength is no match for the opponent, and the development of the sect, except for the top figures, the rest depends on the number and quality of the disciples.

Although Yunxiao Palace has been passed down for a long time, after all, it has lived in semi-reclusion on the mountain for so many years. Compared with the Ancient Alliance, it is still a bit worse, even with his Blood Sword Sect.

After discussing for a day, Bai Lengye was going to recruit Tai Wangshan to join his team, but it was difficult to find the right partner because he didn't know where Tai Wangshan was.

After leaving Yunxiao Palace, Bai Lengye came to Xuejian Gate and asked all the elders, but no one knew about it.

In the end, there was really no other way, Bai Leng and Ye Xie went home, and when he got home, he thought about whether he should tell Xiao Yu about Xi Ruo.

Not to mention, he felt sorry for his wife, but after speaking, he was afraid that the other party would be angry, so he kept struggling for a long time.

On the third day, Bai Lengye finally decided to admit it, because he felt that the husband and wife should not hide anything, otherwise it would be even more difficult to explain if something happened later.

Bai Lengye asked Fang Xiaoyu to sit down, and said in a serious tone, "Honey, I have some bad news for you..."

"What's wrong." Fang Xiaoyu also looked at him nervously.

"I..." Bai Lengye opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a single word he had thought of. Looking at the other party's worried eyes, he felt very guilty for the other party.

After a while, Bai Lengye sighed and said something slowly.

After finishing speaking, Fang Xiaoyu fell silent. Seeing this, Bai Lengye felt a little sad. It seemed that the other party still cared.

"That's it..." Fang Xiaoyu suddenly showed a smile, and Bai Lengye was stunned.

"Do you want me to hit you, or just let it go?" Fang Xiaoyu blinked at him.

"I...I don't know..." Bai Lengye shrugged helplessly.

Fang Xiaoyu smiled helplessly, put his arms around him, leaned his head in his arms, and said softly: "Fool, you and I have known each other for so many years, don't I understand your character?"

"Then, then you don't blame me?" Bai Lengye said pleasantly.

"Hmph! I don't blame you for what you did, otherwise next time there might be a third, or even a fourth..."

"No way, there will definitely not be a third or even a fourth." Bai Lengye assured.

Fang Xiaoyu hit him angrily, and said, "Don't promise, I can see that there are several women who are interested in you."

Bai Lengye pretended not to hear, but in fact several years had flashed in his mind, how could he not see who was interested in him.

"By the way, Lin Ling and her sect are going to hold a competition, and they want you to help out, but I haven't been able to contact you."

"She's there, I'll go find her."

"It may have already started. If you don't fly over, you should be able to catch up."

"Okay, I'll go check out that watermelon pie."

Bai Lengye nodded, changed his clothes, and hurried over.

Watermelon Pie is an unknown sect, established by dozens of people, after a year of development, there are hundreds of disciples, and the current sect master is just a small Wuzong.

Of course, Wu Zong looked down on Bai Lengye, but to others, Wu Zong was considered a super master, and he was chased and killed by Wu Zong's masters back then.

The Watermelon Sect is located in a mountainous area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is not bad.

When he came over, the game had already started, and there were constant cheers, like going to a market.

Bai Lengye walked into the venue very low-key, surrounded by hundreds of disciples forming several rows, cheering for the two contestants on the stage, Neville.

After finding a place to sit down, Bai Lengye glanced around, and finally found Lin Ling. She was like a young lady, surrounded by many people in the center, looking very proud.

After a while, the competition between the two on the stage was over. Lin Ling grabbed one of them by the ear and taught something. The male disciple lowered his head and admitted his mistake, not daring to refute.

"Hmph! Get out of the way, let my aunt come." Lin Lingjiao yelled, leaped up to the high platform, and a three-foot iron sword appeared in her hand.

"Hurry up and die!" Lin Ling roared murderously.

On the opposite side, a male disciple came up slowly. He looked at the senior sister in front of him with some fear, and his heart beat.

Everyone knows that Lin Ling is domineering, especially he is loved by the sect master and several elders. No one dares to offend this little princess, otherwise the end will be very miserable.

"Hey! I'm going to kill you, what are you still doing!"

Lin Ling was very angry. The disciple in front of her was also comparable in strength to her, but it looked like he didn't even intend to fight. He was as depressed as if his parents had died.

"Since you don't do it, then I'm welcome!"

Lin Ling gave a cold shout, and stabbed straight with the iron sword in his hand. The man's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

"Senior Sister, if you spare me, why don't I admit defeat..."

"No, I almost lost all my people, and I was beaten so badly, I have to teach you a lesson."

Lin Ling was merciless and pressed on the opponent step by step. The man had no choice but to fight back.

It has to be said that Lin Ling's strength has improved a lot during this period of practice. Looking at the vigorous appearance, he has already reached the eighth level of martial arts.

But that man was not simple, he shot cleanly and without any particularly aggressive aura, but he was on par with Lin Ling.

"Beitian Sword!"

Lin Ling suddenly jumped up in the air, the iron sword in his hand emitted a cold light, and he slashed down with dozens of sword auras.

"Nan Tian Yi Leap!"

The man's body was like a big roc, gliding tens of meters in the air, barely dodged Lin Ling's sword, and there were several holes in the ground just now.

"No, I have to beat you!" Lin Ling stamped her feet angrily, immediately gritted her silver teeth, and stabbed again with the iron sword in her hand.

clang clang!

The man's palm was as hard as iron, and he made a crisp sound as he bumped against Lin Ling's iron sword head-on.

Karma!
The iron sword broke from the middle, and the man took advantage of the momentum to send out a strong wind, and Lin Ling was blown away.

This palm was not heavy, it simply sent Lin Ling flying without any harm.

Lin Lingqi's face changed color, but there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes looking at her underneath. As someone else's senior sister, how could she lose.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling took a deep breath, and a dagger appeared under the sleeve robe. With the appearance of this dagger, some exclamations sounded.

"God! Isn't this the divine dagger that cuts iron like mud from the sect master!"

"Second senior brother is going to be unlucky now, this dagger is specially designed to restrain his iron hand, it can't be caught at all..."

The second senior brother was stunned, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, it seems that this senior sister is deeply loved by the master, and she even gave her the most favorite divine dagger.

"Hmph, I have this thing, let's see how you fight with me." Lin Ling was very proud, but she knew the power of this dagger, it definitely cuts iron like mud, ordinary steel can be cut easily.

"go with!"

Lin Ling jumped up into the air and stabbed the dagger in his hand. The second senior brother didn't dare to block it with both hands, so he could only dodge sideways.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat..." The second senior brother waved his hands quickly.

"No, you have to call me." Lin Ling pressed forward, blocked the opponent's path, and stabbed with the dagger in his hand.

Chill!

A cut was made in the robe, and the back was suddenly chilly, and the face of the second senior brother changed immediately.

"Senior sister, I really admit defeat."

"Then why did you have to worry about it just now?" Linlin withdrew her hand, pouted and said.

The second senior brother felt that he was in the wrong. If he had known this, what would he have had to do just now? Wouldn't it be too late to admit defeat?

"Master, I won!" Lin Ling waved at the sect masters in the audience.

The old woman smiled slowly, although she won some water, but she also wanted to see this.

For the little girl Lin Ling, she dotes on her very much, and she can't bear to hurt her a little bit.

In the distance, Bai Lengye, who was watching, was speechless. Why call him here to get angry?

"Jie Jie, this watermelon gate doesn't look very good, a man can't even beat a woman..."

"Who, get out!" an elder of the Watermelon Pie shouted angrily.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and then, a person who was completely hidden under the black robe appeared.

"Sun Moon God Sect?" one person said in surprise.

"People from the Sun Moon God Sect..." Bai Lengye frowned, and another picture appeared in his mind.

At the beginning when he entered the Sun Moon God Sect with Xiaohu, he met a person in that palace. Afterwards, he never saw anyone from the Sun Moon God Sect again, but now...

"Jie Jie, what is the Sun Moon God Sect, the old man is from the Sun Moon God Altar..."

"Sun Moon Altar?" Hearing this, several elders of the Watermelon Sect frowned, but they had never heard of this sect.

"Why did you come here today? Could it be that you came to see our jokes?" the old woman said calmly.

The black-robed man fell from the sky, his cold eyes swept over everyone, and he said: "I heard that watermelon pie has an ancient skill, so I came here today to learn it."

A ray of coldness burst out from the old woman's eyes, and then she slowly got up, not tall, but her power was astonishing.

"Martial King level seven is pretty good..." the black-robed man said with a sneer.

"Since you want to experience the Tianbeinantian Divine Art, then let you die in peace today."

After finishing speaking, the old woman waved her arms, and a huge aura slowly appeared from this world, and the aura was so strong that it had already infinitely approached Wu Zun.

"Jie Jie, as expected, it is just like the rumors, the Tianbeinantian Divine Art can take advantage of the power of the heaven and the earth to increase one's strength to a higher level."

"But it's clearly not enough..."

(End of this chapter)