Chapter 588: Confrontation

Strong?

Zhao Xidong almost cried.

In front of Senior Wu Yue and all the white-clothed people who started as kings, what virtue and ability do I, Zhao Xidong, have to be called a strong man?

"Senior, you are embarrassing me!"

Zhao Xidong turned around and said to Chang Yi with a sad face.

"Not a strong man, you..." Chang Yi pointed at the space crack and was a little speechless.

Space attribute?

"Not him."

Gou Wu Yue laughed and looked into the crack, saying: "Since you are here, why don't you come out and meet him?"

The three of them cast their eyes on the space crack at the same time.

A middle-aged figure with a long sword on his back walked out of the crack. As soon as he appeared, his sharp eyes were aimed at the famous sword on Gou Wu Yue's back.

For a while, the sword intent was everywhere in the tent, and even the tables and chairs began to creak and shake.

Chang Yi's eyes instantly turned cold.

Gou Wu Yue waved his hand, and he didn't move.

"Meet the Sword Immortal Wu Yue." Xiao Qixiu calmed down his surging emotions and did not bow, but bowed his hands.

Gou Wu Yue nodded slightly, did not stay for long, and looked away.

Obviously, this sword cultivator could not have space attributes.

Then...

"Hahahahahahahahahaha——"

A strange laugh came out from the crack. Qiao Qianzhi laughed and said loudly: "Senior Wu Yue, I have heard of you for a long time. I hope you will forgive me if there is any inconvenience in visiting you this time. Hahahahahaha..."

Chang Yi's mouth twitched.

This laugh, who the hell are these people?

Come to visit?

You broke into the main tent of the central army, come to visit?

"Gou Wu Yue?"

Following Qiao Qian, there was a floating white-haired Taoist boy. As soon as he appeared, he spoke in an impolite voice.

Chang Yi frowned.

"Throne?"

He immediately saw the cultivation level of the white-haired Taoist boy.

The problem is, the throne is just a mere throne, not even the way of slashing, not even as good as himself.

How dare this guy call Senior Wu Yue by his full name?

"Let go... Ugh"

Before he could even finish his shout, Chang Yi felt that he was silenced by the way of heaven, and his eyes shone with horror, only to find that it was Senior Wu Yue who did it.

Is this person of great origin?

With a shudder in his heart, Chang Yi suddenly felt that he was the one who was being presumptuous.

Indeed, he knew in advance that Wu Yue Jianxian was here, and he dared to teleport here through space, so he must have a plan in mind.

If he is not of great origin, then he must be very powerful.

In this case, it is better to let Senior Wu Yue handle it, why are you shouting?

Like a clown!

Thinking of this, Chang Yi immediately took a few steps back, observing silently, and dared not speak again.

"It is you..."

Gou Wu Yue smiled, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes like an old friend reuniting, "Ye Xiaotian!"

Ye Xiaotian?

Chang Yi saw Senior Wu Yue's reaction and realized that his guess was correct.

This group of people is very important!

But Ye Xiaotian... how come he has never heard of them?

"Gou Wu Yue!"

Ye Xiaotian landed steadily, and the cracks in the void behind him closed. After he shouted loudly, he suddenly sneered.

"Hmph!"

Then, he floated up, half a forehead higher than Gou Wu Yue in front of him.

"Hahaha..."

Gou Wu Yue laughed out loud, "Still the same as before, your height has not increased, how come your hair has turned so white?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes immediately turned cold.

Zhao Xidong was sandwiched between the two people, and for a while he felt attacked from the front and back, and his body was full of silent cold thorns.

How come these two know each other?

He slightly turned aside, avoiding the middle line of the two people's confrontation, and came to Chang Yi's side, a little confused.

Then, he subconsciously touched Chang Yi with his elbow, "Do they know each other?"

Chang Yi tilted his head and his eyes fixed.

Zhao Xidong froze on the spot.

Damn!

What did I just do!

This guy does look like a follower running errands for a big boss, but he is also wearing a white robe!

At least, he is also a throne...

No!

Being able to work next to Wu Yue Jianxian, can't he be a Zhan Dao?

How can I be so casual!

"Sorry, sorry..." Zhao Xidong almost found a crack in the ground to bury himself.

This is more than just presumptuous?

It's simply too presumptuous!

Although Chang Yi was a little unhappy, he was not a person who cared so much.

Just like the group of people outside the tent who knew that the war was coming and could still joke about "saving Senior Wu Yue".

Under the leadership of Gou Wu Yue, their group can be said to have the heaviest playfulness.

Zhao Xidong didn't treat him as an outsider, so he was naturally curious about the origin of this white-haired Taoist boy.

"Where are you from? What are you doing here?" Turning his head to look straight ahead, Chang Yi asked in a voice transmission.

Zhao Xidong was startled, his lips did not move, but he replied in a voice transmission.

"Tian Sang Ling Palace, come and pick someone up."

"How come your boss knows our boss?" Zhao Xidong was a little confused.

The small Tian Sang Ling Palace should have nothing to do with the big boss of the Central Region.

Now...

Know each other?

"..." Chang Yi was speechless for a while.

Someone from Tian Sang Ling Palace?

Isn't this a small Ling Palace in a corner? Know Senior Wu Yue?

The two did not say anything more.

Because Gou Wu Yue spoke again in front:

"After so many years, why is it that your Ye Xiaotian's strength has not improved at all, and you are still in the Tao realm?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "The Dao realm is pretty good. After so many years, why are you still wandering around in circles without breaking through the void and becoming a saint?"

"At least I have succeeded in killing Dao. I have entered Taixu." Gou Wuyue said with a smile in his eyes.

"Are you satisfied, Taixu?" Ye Xiaotian smiled sarcastically, "Back then, there were ten and half-saints who succeeded, right? Your entry into the country is really the slowest!"

Changyi was stunned when he heard it from behind.

This guy is so brave!

Senior Wuyue had just lamented the realm of Wen Tingjianxian.

That's right, doesn't it add fuel to the fire?

Unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue was not angry at all. She flicked her sleeves and robe, walked up and said: "Things have priorities, whether it is love or kindness, there are some things that you don't want to do, but you can't."

"In the final analysis, don't you just regret joining the Holy Temple and delaying your own cultivation?" Ye Xiaotian said.

Chang Yi heard from the side and his feet felt a little weak.

Who is this short white-haired man, and why does he dare to say anything?

"Of course there will be delays. It's hard to have both in this world. Gaining and losing are inevitable, but they're just choices." Gou Wuyue sighed, not dwelling on this.

He paused and walked behind Ye Xiaotian.

His hands touched the traceless cracks in the void, and he couldn't detect any breath at all.

Gou Wuyue felt a little amazed and asked:

"It's still the same thing as before, how do you think about it?"

"The spatial attribute is rare in the world, but similarly, it is too difficult to kill the Tao."

"On your own, I'm afraid it won't help if you keep turning your hair from white to black."

"but!"

Gou Wuyue said, turning around and staring at the back of the white-haired Taoist boy, "As long as you are willing to agree, with the supply of resources and the blessing of the power of a semi-saint, it will not be difficult to kill the Taoist with space!"

"Ha." Ye Xiaotian sneered: "Don't worry, I won't join the Holy Temple."

Click.

The two people listening on one side were instantly petrified.

Add, join the Holy Temple?

Zhao Xidong and Chang Yi turned their heads with difficulty and looked at each other in disbelief.

The former marveled at how the dean could be targeted by the headquarters of the Holy Temple and still resist such temptation.

The latter was shocked that a mere throne could deny Senior Wuyue's invitation.

"etc!"

"Spatial properties?"

The more Chang Yi looked at the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him, the more familiar he felt.

Spatial properties are too rare.

Even in the headquarters of the Holy Temple that he knew well, he couldn't find even half of it on the surface.

Since Senior Wuyue would invite this white-haired Taoist boy to join him so kindly, I am afraid that even secretly, the headquarters cannot find anyone who can replace this position.

Changyi tried to recall it, and he really recalled something.

Although it has been too long.

But the competition for the ten seats last time was known as the most intense one in history.

Except for the few names that finally entered the bard's mouth, even those guys who were eliminated were not necessarily worse than the Ten Masters.

"As for...the attributes of space?"

Changyi thought of someone.

At that time, in the early stage of the competition for the ten thrones, there was a guy whose skills were astonishing to everyone. He was only a peak master and could only be regarded as half-step to the throne. battlefield.

It seems that it relies on the shocking spatial attributes.

Indeed, someone has commented that if those who play in space could have been born a few years earlier, they would have had a few more years of experience.

As long as you can comprehend the Tao realm in the early stages of the Tenth Throne, you can step into the Throne.

There must be a place for him among the ten thrones!

But what a shame.

Time is really the unit of everything, and no one can surpass it.

The shortcomings of the Half-Step Throne are indeed limitations. "Touching the way of heaven" and "controlling the way of heaven" are indeed insurmountable obstacles like a chasm.

No one can cross it in one step!

The big waves washed away all the fine sand.

But time is indeed the unit of everything...

When the point is reached, the sand gathers to form a tower.

That person back then forcefully broke into the sight of the giants at the headquarters of the Holy Temple?

"So, that guy, is this guy? Is this the white-haired Taoist boy...Ye Xiaotian?" Changyi felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to escape.

Is this a man who has lost to time?

It's no wonder that you dare to talk to Senior Wuyue like this and call him by his first name...

They were all from that era, maybe they had fought against each other before?

At this moment, Chang Yi, who had thought through everything, suddenly realized how presumptuous he had been before.

I should have thought of it.

Will spatial attributes be simple?

He was trembling a little.

…

Ye Xiaotian's direct refusal made the atmosphere calm down a little.

Gou Wuyue pondered for a moment and then said: "Don't you really think about it carefully?"

"I won't accept your mess," Ye Xiaotian responded without even thinking, "Look at you, your edges have been smoothed by reality, and you can't even break through the realm of cultivation so slowly."

"But isn't it the same for you?" Gou Wuyue raised her hand, "What can the small Tiansang Ling Palace give you? You didn't even have a decent battle there. Now, do you still have the heroic spirit you had back then? How can you still do it? Do you have the confidence to face Zhan Dao?"

"One Tiansang Ling Palace is enough for me, I am satisfied." Ye Xiaotian did not respond directly.

"You are complacent!" Gou Wuyue shouted.

"Be content with what you have."

"Working behind closed doors!"

"Be contented."

"Deceiving yourself, sitting in a well and looking at the sky!"

"It is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix."

"You..."

Ye Xiaotian answered fluently.

Gou Wuyue was a little angry, and narrowed his eyes: "Are you mocking me?"

"Don't take it personally."

"It's because of our relationship, I have no choice!" Gou Wuyue's voice became cold for the first time.

"Then where did your sword come from?" Ye Xiaotian put his eyes on the famous sword Nulan on his back.

The scene was directly frozen.

Qiao Qian's hand trembled, and he didn't expect things to develop like this.

He wanted to be a peacemaker and mediate.

But Gou Wuyue suddenly drew his sword.

"Buzz——"

For a moment, the sword rang loudly, the cold light shocked the hall, and the central army camp was divided into two, and it exploded directly from both sides with a bang.

"Fuck!"

"Damn, don't press me!"

"Fuck, my feet--"

The white-clothed people who were hugging each other outside and eavesdropping were frightened and retreated one after another.

Retreating is okay, but how can they be in time?

For a while, shoulders bumped shoulders, feet stepped on feet, people pushed and fell, and screams came one after another.

The onlookers in the tent glanced at them in surprise, and the white-clothed people outside scattered, and the three parties separated, and the scene was about to explode.

"Ye Xiaotian, do you want to die?" Gou Wuyue's eyes were extremely gloomy.

Chang Yi hadn't seen Senior Wu Yue so angry and out of control for a long time, and he and Zhao Xidong retreated at the same time.

But then he thought again.

No!

He was on the side of Wu Yue Jianxian, and he immediately steadied his heels, stood up straight, and golden light burst out from his fingertips.

Zhao Xidong was almost blinded by this sudden brightness.

"Light?" He was horrified and swallowed hard.

Are you kidding me!

This follower is so awesome?

This attribute is also very rare!

"Sword Immortal Wu Yue, what a great prestige!" Ye Xiaotian sneered, saying: "Holding the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, you can suppress people of an era by yourself?"

Gou Wu Yue lowered his eyelids, but there was no movement.

With a "hum" sound, the light of the spirit formation above the nine heavens fluctuated and directly covered this place.

The next second, several people from the Tiansang Spiritual Palace who were originally in the main tent were directly teleported to more than ten feet away, or whooshed to the back of Gou Wu Yue, avoiding the confrontation.

"Who moved the spirit formation?"

The white-clothed people who retreated to the back were stunned for a moment, and cast their eyes on the group of people who made the spirit formation.

"No!"

The few white-clothed people squeezed at the back panicked, "We didn't even touch him..."

"Then what?"

"Controlled?!"

The scene was dead silent for a moment, before all the white-clothed people could react and start a big fight.

A sudden weird laugh broke the silence.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

"Calm down, everyone calm down, we are not here to fight."

"Xiaotian!"

Qiao Qianyi pressed Ye Xiaotian's shoulder and found that his hand went straight through his body. He immediately cursed: "Stand down!"

Ye Xiaotian did not move.

Gou Wuyue listened to the weird laugh, and his mouth twitched. He slowly turned around and finally set his sights on this unknown guy who was always smiling awkwardly.

"Who are you?"

"Hahahahaha..." Qiao Qianzhi laughed twice in a friendly manner to show his friendliness. He pressed his hands, "Put down, put down the swords, let's not fight, okay?"

Gou Wuyue was speechless, his hands trembled, and the sword in the void rang loudly.

"Qiao Qianzhi!" Elder Qiao quickly added a few words, "Qiao Qianzhi, are you happy or not? Qiao Qianzhi, we have no ill intentions, calm down, Senior Wuyue, calm down hahahahaha..."