The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Swordsmen loved to wear white and green.

Li Dao likes to wear white clothes, mostly because he was influenced by TV dramas when he was young. Of course, it was also related to his personality.

After asking about the direction of the pavilion, Li Dao left the city.

After reaching the Upper Sky Realm, the food intake was not high. Innate realm experts mostly refined the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They rarely extracted true essence from food, because the energy contained within the food was simply too complex. Heavenly materials and earthly treasures could be counted separately.

Not long after exiting the city, Li Dao stopped in his tracks.

A group of people walked out from the forest, led by two young men. They were followed by a group of Mystic Moon Sect disciples wearing black robes and black masks.

One of them was dressed in white like Li Dao and held a long sword in his hand. However, his sword was a foot shorter than Li Dao's sword. This person's eyebrows were linked into a single line. He was pure white and his face was wild. It was obvious that he was a lonely and tall person.

The other young man was very handsome, unlike the fair skin, delicate and refined looking Sai Hua Tuo, or the cold, resolute face of Li Dao.

He was very handsome, and one couldn't tell where he was actually handsome. Standing there made people feel that he was very graceful.

"You are the Li Dao that Half a month spoke of?" The white-browed man asked Li Dao.

"It should be me, right?" Li Dao nodded as he sized the two of them up with great interest.

"My name is Bai Tong. I am indebted to fellow daoists in the martial arts world for their love and kindness. Half a month has said that your sword techniques are very profound. Let me try and see if what he has said is true. " The white-browed man stepped forward with a serious expression.

"Oh, you know that your title of 'Prodigal God Sword' is empty, why do you call it 'Prodigal God Sword'?" Li Dao asked with a smile. From this man, he could feel the characteristics of a swordsman.

"Cut the crap. Draw the sword. We will see the truth from our actions." Bai Tong rushed towards Li Dao. His sword was swift and quick, it had a bit of a temper, but it was nothing in front of Li Dao.

"Young Master Yue, didn't Sect Leader tell us to cooperate and kill Li Dao together?" This white boy was actually acting on his own. "I will also go up, don't delay the Sect Leader's mission." A Divine Moon Sect Leader said to another young man.

The man who was called Young Master Yue shook his head and said, "The Prodigal God Sword has its own pride, let's not interfere." If he fails, it won't be too late for us to take action. "

The leader of the Divine Moon Sect nodded, agreeing with what Young Master Yue said.

On the other side, Li Dao watched as Bai Tong rushed to his side. He raised his unsheathed sword and easily blocked Bai Tong's stab.

Bai Tong's sword was blocked, but he did not continue his attack. Instead, he drew back his sword and asked with a furious expression, "Why don't you draw your sword? Do you look down on me?"

Li Dao shook his head and replied, "If my sword is not unsheathed, then so be it. If it is unsheathed, there will be blood. I find you pleasing to the eye, and do not wish to kill you. "

"Arrogant!" "My prodigal son, the Divine Sword, has never lost before. How dare you look down on me?"

Li Dao looked Bai Tong up and down. Sixth level precelestial stage cultivation, one level lower than Shangguan Yan.

"That's because you haven't met a true expert, so you've swelled up."

"Alright, since you're not drawing your sword, then don't blame me for disregarding the principles of the martial arts world." Bai Tong said seriously.

"If you can make me take a step back, I'll admit defeat." Li Dao looked at Bai Tong and decided to give him a blow to let him know that there was someone out of the ordinary.

Bai Tong made a sword sign and flew up, aiming straight at Li Dao's throat.