Chapter 867

Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't help taking a step back.

Wu Xiaode's voice continued to sound, echoing throughout the Discipline Hall:

"There is evidence to prove that it is indeed my fault, I admit it."

"There is no evidence to play me like this—"

"I want to compete with him, life and death, please allow the head."

Bai Zongmang was lost in thought.

After thinking back and forth, Fu Caier opened her mouth to speak, but Wu Xiaode turned her head to look over, and said with a gentle smile:

"Junior Sister Cai'er, I know you are in a hurry, but please take it easy."

"Brother wants to kill me and my uncle?" Fu Cai'er turned pale and hurriedly hid.

——How did he become like this?

Fu Cai'er could intuitively feel the killing intent on the opponent.

Damn.

What else can I do.

who can save me.

A hand stretched out to support Fu Caier.

Fu Caier suddenly looked back.

It's Li Tao.

Li Tao!

Fu Caier was startled, and suddenly grabbed Li Tao with both hands:

"Fifth Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother wants to kill me."

she whimpered.

Li Tao gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and blocked her behind.

"Second Senior Brother," he said in a deep voice, "You were too impulsive today, so you didn't pay attention to one thing."

"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"From the beginning to the end, it was Zhang Xiaoyi who slandered you, but Junior Sister Caier did not." Li Tao said.

Everyone couldn't help but recall what happened just now.

They are all monks, just think about it for a while, and the scenes that happened just now come to mind.

Fu Caier——

Zhang Xiaoyi said that Wu Xiaode watched her take a bath.

She kept saying things like 'forget it', 'I don't blame him anymore', 'it's over'.

Song Qingsi attacked Zhang Xiaoyi, and Fu Caier said again, "But why did he target the uncle, the uncle is so nice."

No matter whether Song Qingsi or Wu Xiaode, to confront her back then, when evidence had to be produced——

She said again, "I...I don't know", "Uncle Zhang saw it, but I... didn't notice it".

Anyway, there was no problem with her from beginning to end.

If anyone was wrong, it must not be her!

She always speaks and does things from the perspective of being forced to admit what and actively defending everyone.

What a nice girl.

She just wanted to-

"Second senior brother, she just wants to maintain the harmonious relationship between everyone."

Li Tao said seriously.

Wu Xiaode gave Li Tao a strange look.

An inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart, so that he immediately became serious.

destiny.

The trajectory of fate governs each individual individual.

Except myself.

No, even if he replaces Fang Yuming, there are still many tests in the future.

It's so difficult for me, let alone these ignorant practitioners?

"Fifth Junior Brother, I just told her not to worry."

Wu Xiaode said slowly: "When did I say I wanted to kill her? It seems like she said it herself."

Li Tao was slightly stunned, then heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Everything is Zhang Xiaoyi's solicitation, as an uncle, he always likes to oppress others with his status - he must be the one who forced Cai'er Junior Sister."

Wu Xiaode didn't bother to answer, and looked directly at the head, Bai Zongmang.

Bai Zongmang said:

"Xiao Wu, the sect welcomes anyone to report injustice."

"Just because someone reported you today, this seat does not allow you to fight to the death with the informant."

"If things go on like this, who would dare to report others?"

"What does the head mean?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Bai Zongmang waved his whisk:

"—You guys just go to the end."

Wu Xiaode respectfully said: "Thank you, Sect Leader."

Several elders flew down from the stage, signaling Yao He, Li Tao, and Fu Caier in the field to retreat to the group of disciples.

"Master Song, please come up and watch the battle."

Bai Zongmang invited.

Song Qingsi glanced at Wu Xiaode.

"The fight will be over soon, I will take you to dinner." Wu Xiaode said.

Song Qingsi felt relieved, and flew to the stage in a flash.

The place is cleared.

Only Zhang Xiaoyi and Wu Xiaode were left standing in the middle of the field.

Zhang Xiaoyi's throat rolled, his face was full of anger, and he roared:

"Wu Xiaode, you should be thankful that the headmaster has said as much as he can."

While speaking, he reached out and patted his waist.

He put the saber in the storage bag.

——Obviously it means "click to the end", but he extended the meaning of this sentence to "do not use weapons".

It is also a brain.

But what's the use?

While thinking, Wu Xiaode put away the sword and said with a smile:

"So how do you want to fight?"

When Zhang Xiaoyi saw that he had withdrawn his sword, a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart.

I can't stop that sword by myself!

He doesn't have a sword, how can he fight with himself?

I am Nascent Soul, he is just a golden core, and the power of magic is different!

Most of the time, quantity is everything!

"Madman, I can deal with you at will."

He directly started making formulas.

But Wu Xiaode moved his hands and feet, as if he didn't see that the opponent's technique was about to take shape, his eyes were lowered.

He is thinking about a problem.

As the leader, Bai Zongmang said "click to the end" is indeed not wrong.

Then as long as he still wanted to hang out in the sect, he couldn't kill Zhang Xiaoyi in public this time.

What else can I do...

Have!

The moment he figured it out, Zhang Xiaoyi's technique was completed.

Golden mask!

A layer of spiritual light enveloped Zhang Xiaoyi in an oval shape, protecting him.

——The Five Elements Gold Method in the Nascent Soul Realm!

Zhang Xiaoyi ensured his own safety first, and immediately began to formulate a technique.

His movements are not unpleasant, and his tactics are also standard strategies for dealing with sword monks.

Even the strength of the golden mask exudes standard Nascent Soul stage spiritual power fluctuations.

The second technique is the extremely lethal Golden Light Slash.

Among the five-element golden techniques, this technique can burst out thirty-six extremely sharp golden lights, all of which are aimed at the enemy.

The spell is done!

Zhang Xiaoyi has a masterpiece of golden light in his hands.

All the elders outside the arena held their breaths and made preparations to rescue Wu Xiaode.

But the next moment.

A voice emerged behind Zhang Xiaoyi:

"I've thought about it. There are always things that make you more uncomfortable than killing you."

——Behind again!

The last sword move was behind the back, do you think I didn't guard against this move?

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Xiaoyi roared angrily, and released the spell behind him without hesitation.

But seeing thirty-six sharp golden lights rising up, impenetrable, they strangled Wu Xiaode with all their strength.

Wu Xiaode looked calm, dodging back and forth with small steps.

His dodge is so light, as if he has experienced countless battles in this situation.

for a moment.

All the golden light cut through the air and flew to the wall of the Discipline Hall, forming a series of chaotic sharp marks several inches deep.

"The posture is too good."

Bai Zongmang praised, staring at Wu Xiaode, as if admiring a priceless treasure.

"That's all." Song Qingsi said.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, her expression was indifferent, and she secretly wiped the sweat from her palms on the scabbard of Xiushui.

There are changes in the field.

Zhang Xiaoyi hit the air with all his strength, and his spiritual power suddenly fell into chaos.

He's out of the bag!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Xiaode took a step forward——

"Who do you think you are!"

Zhang Xiaoyi roared and slapped the storage bag, took out his long sword and held it in his hand.

——Never lose to him again!

Even if you violate the rules, you must not lose to Jin Dan!

"presumptuous!"

"No!"

"Zhang Xiaoyi!"

Everyone did not expect this change, they were shocked and angry, but they saw Wu Xiaode took a step forward again, shaking his head slightly.

One punch out—

boom! ! !

The golden mask all over Zhang Xiaoyi's body was hit by a punch, sparking endlessly flickering lights.

"You want to break my golden mask? Wishful thinking!"

He laughed wildly and swung his sword towards Wu Xiaode.

--Um?

The sword was like an afterimage, but it didn't hit Wu Xiaode at all.

The punch just now knocked Zhang Xiaoyi and his golden mask off the ground, and floated into the air!

Song Qingsi's slightly drooping eyes suddenly opened.

yes!

Although the golden mask is strong in protection, it can also cover a large area.

Wu Xiaode didn't need to look for the weak point at all, he just hit the golden mask——

Like hitting a ball—

From a point-to-point perspective, he's already won!

But not only that!

I saw Wu Xiaode took two steps towards the run-up, leaped high, with enough momentum——

He dodged the sword, turned around and kicked a football!

Boom——

Amidst the extremely dull sound, the air was distorted and deformed where his feet collided with the golden mask.

This kick is really powerful!

Zhang Xiaoyi and the golden mask on his body were like a ball, which was kicked and flew away, turning into a golden light soaring into the sky.

clatter——

The ceiling was smashed.

The golden ball went away in the night sky, accompanied by Zhang Xiaoyi's unwilling voice:

"Ah, ah, I didn't lose—"

The voice gradually faded away and disappeared.

The golden light flew farther and farther, and even drew an arc in the sky.

—Curveball.

There was a moment of silence.

——Is this still called not losing?

Didn't lose a fart!

What a waste!

Wu Xiaode withdrew his feet, landed on the ground, and cupped his fists on the stage, said with a playful smile:

"Report to the master."

"I have always acted according to the morality of the sect, so even though Uncle Zhang violated the rules, I did not do anything cruel. He will not die."

Bai Zongmang sighed, "You didn't kill him...but..."

"We fought very peacefully, we didn't even see any blood, just go as far as we can," Wu Xiaode added.

Bai Zongmang wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

No one spoke.

Yes.

Uncle Zhang has a golden mask, even if he hits flowers and plants, he won't die.

But--

The dignified Nascent Soul cultivator was kicked out by a Jindan as a ball, piercing the night sky and disappearing.

How could he have the face to stay in the sect and put on airs as a master?

Where does he have the face to face others?

You have morality, but not much.

Song Qingsi couldn't hold back anymore, patted the scabbard and said:

"It's a good trick to die to thank the world for kicking..."

"Fellow Martial Daoist is happy to be kind and enmity, you are worthy of being a member of my generation."