Chapter 162

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, and finally apologized to several people and left sadly.

Xiao Se and others also knew Wu Xin's true identity.

"Is it the young master of the Demon Cult?"

Thinking of the attacks along the way, Tang Lian smiled bitterly.

Finally, she knew why people kept attacking since she received the golden coffin.

She also understood the meaning of the Lord of Xueyue City.

Move according to your heart.

That means let him do it.

The others didn't think it was a big deal and prepared to continue on their way.

Just treat it as an experience.

Especially Sikong Qianluo, who looked very excited.

This is much more fun than retreating in Xueyue City.

She wished someone would come to cause trouble.

As soon as the group left the Great Brahma Sound Temple, they were stopped by someone.

The leader was a young man with a huge sword box.

Behind him was a middle-aged man who looked like a follower.

This person's aura was like the sea, unfathomable.

At least he was a master.

"Wushuang City, Young Lord Wushuang!"

Lei Wujie exclaimed, causing everyone's face to change.

The name of the Young Lord of Wushuang City is well known among the younger generation.

He is only seventeen years old, but his strength is already at the peak of innateness.

In addition to the magical sword-controlling skills, he is enough to rival the masters who have just entered the Grandmaster stage.

The sword box behind Wushuang fell to the ground with a bang.

It opened with a swish.

"Everyone, please give me some advice!"

Wushuang said in a calm tone.

As the young lord of Wushuang City, he has the confidence and the strength.

The Beili Jianghu has not been peaceful recently, and it is a good time for him to go out and practice.

That's why he came here specially to block a few people.

Wushuang pointed his finger together, and a sword came out of its sheath.

"Cloud Shuttle!"

As Wushuang's voice fell, the Cloud Shuttle Sword turned in the air and attacked everyone rapidly.

Sikong Qianluo's face sank, and the long spear behind him swept across, entangled with the Cloud Shuttle Sword.

For a moment, even Sikong Qianluo, who was at the eighth level of the innate realm, was in danger under the attack of the Yunsuo Sword.

Chapter 128 Xiao Jian was furious, and the earth shook!

"Qingshuang!"

Wushuang spoke lightly, and another long sword was unsheathed, facing Xiao Se.

Xiao Se had no internal strength, so he had to use Qinggong to dodge.

The stepping on the clouds and riding the wind that he practiced was the top Qinggong in the world.

But at this time, he was forced into a mess by the Qingshuang Sword.

Wushuang looked calm, as if he was not surprised by the embarrassing performance of everyone.

"Rouzhirou!"

The third long sword was unsheathed, turning into a stream of light and rushing straight towards Lei Wujie.

"Look at me!"

Lei Wujie shouted, and the fire burning technique was activated.

His cultivation level was instantly improved.

He rushed towards the flying sword excitedly.

Unfortunately, he could only passively take the beating.

"Feng Xiao!"

"Yu Ruyi!"

As Wushuang spoke, two more flying swords came out of their sheaths.

This time, the two flying swords were aimed at Tang Lian and Wu Xin.

In front of the huge mountain gate, five flying swords forced Wu Xin and his five companions to flee in all directions.

The power of the sword-controlling technique can be seen from this.

In the dark.

Two figures disappeared in the void, looking at the scene with a faint expression.

One of them held a sword in his hand, with white hair fluttering. It was the white-haired fairy that Xiao Jian had seen before.

At this time, the white-haired fairy had already entered the realm of the Grand Master.

He merged with the world, quietly looking at Wu Xin, and guarding their young master.

In fact, he had already known it when Wu Xin returned to Tang Lian and the others.

But there was no way.

Wu Xin's mind was not in Tianwai Tian at all.

He only thought of his master, Master Wu You.

The helpless white-haired fairy could only protect him silently in the dark.

When Master Dajue took action just now, he was watching from the side.

I just hope Wuxin can understand that the Demon Sect and the Beili Righteous Path are incompatible.

I hope he can change his mind and return to Tianwaitian to take charge of the overall situation.

The other is the Grand Lord of Xueyue City, Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Qianluo thought that he went down the mountain secretly without being discovered.

But Sikong Changfeng is a great master. What can the whole Xueyue City hide from his eyes?

His precious daughter wanted to go out to play more than once or twice.

It is better to be blocked than to be vegetative. He can only follow behind silently.

When she sees the dangers of the world, maybe she will not always think about going down the mountain.

Therefore, when Master Dajue attacked several people, he did not show up.

Sikong Qianluo has been spoiled since childhood, so it is better to let her suffer a little.

Seeing the young Wushuang fighting against five people by himself, Sikong Changfeng nodded.

With this strange sword-controlling technique, coupled with Wushuang's extraordinary talent.

The young generation can be regarded as a top genius.

The five people in the field gradually lost their strength, with wounds of varying sizes on their bodies.

They were extremely suppressed by the flying sword in the air.

Although Ling'er was anxious, she had no choice. Rushing to help them would only make things worse. She could only watch helplessly.

Her strength was still too low.

If only her brother was here.

Thinking of this, Ling'er missed her brother more and more.

Seeing everyone injured, Wuxin's eyes flashed with gold.

Suddenly he remembered his master's teachings to him.

In an instant, he felt blessed, and all kinds of insights flowed through his heart.

All six Buddhist skills were perfected.