The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

The entire Immortal Secret Realm is collapsing and distorting, the green lotus between Leng Qingsong's eyebrows is like a bottomless pit, sucking in everything crazily.

"Grass! Who didn't say that Li Taibai's inheritance is this fairy secret realm! The third brother will help!" Ouyang and Chen Changsheng raised their hands high in Leng Qingsong, who was still absorbing the fairy secret realm, and ran out in a rage.

Liangzai himself tied himself to Ouyang's belt obediently.

"Eldest brother! Don't worry!" Chen Changsheng, who was following Ouyang, held up Leng Qingsong while throwing out a yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman turned into a golden light and attached to the two of them, and the speed of Ouyang and Chen Changsheng instantly increased tenfold!

"Third son, why can't you just let us fly up and speed up the wool?" Ouyang couldn't control his legs to run forward at all, and turned his head to curse at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately answered: "Eldest brother, you didn't say you wanted to fly. I saw you raised the second senior brother up when you came up. I thought you had some deep meaning!"

Deep your sister!

Ouyang closed his eyes and directly smashed open the gate of the yellow talisman, and together with Chen Changsheng rushed out of the palace holding a cold green pine!

Outside the palace, Bai Feiyu was slightly out of breath, holding Song Mu who could not move in one hand, and threatening the sword cultivators who were still eager to try with a sword in the other.

At Bai Feiyu's feet lay hundreds of sword cultivators who had passed out.

"Is this sword cultivator in white a monster? He actually stood in front of the newly erected gate of the palace for so long!"

"Sword cultivator weapons below the Nascent Soul stage were confiscated directly to the sky, and those above the Nascent Soul stage couldn't even make a single move in his hands!"

"It's just an ordinary casual cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but he blocked thousands of sword cultivators from the palace with his own power!!!"

"It's so scary!"

"hiss...."

The strong can be respected by everyone, especially among sword repairers!

Sword cultivators have always respected the strong!

This sword cultivator in white shocked everyone outside the palace with his sword alone!

Bai Feiyu held Song Mu in one hand, took a breath, and calmed down the somewhat disordered Zhenyuan, the gentle smile on his face remained unchanged, looking at the sword cultivators in front of him, he said gently: "Is there any brother who wants to Come to teach me?"

Song Mu, who was held by Bai Feiyu in his hand, finally understood why his master didn't want him to conflict with these Qing Yunzong seniors.

Strong, because it is too strong!

Originally, I wanted to rely on the sliver of the Qinglian Sword Intent that I had cultivated, and I wanted to pass Bai Feiyu and break into the palace directly, so as to get my own chance.

Naturally, he was the first to bear the brunt, and the first one rushed towards Bai Feiyu with a sword, but when they met each other, Song Mu was held in Bai Feiyu's hands before he knew what happened.

He even watched the whole process how Bai Feiyu blocked ten with one hand, and blocked hundreds with one hand, like a sword fairy, in the siege of many sword cultivators, he knocked down all his opponents in front of the yellow talisman gate!

"This...this senior brother, my teacher..." Song Mu who was held in Bai Feiyu's hand whispered to Bai Feiyu, hoping that this fellow Taoist of Qing Yunzong could put himself down.

It's actually quite embarrassing to be thrown around by the other party in his hand like this!

Bai Feiyu glanced at Song Mu in his hand, is this kid mentally ill?

To use the Qinglian Sword Intent of his previous life to deal with himself?

Taking care of Song Mu is even easier than taking care of other monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Originally, I wanted to use Song Mu, a direct disciple of the Sword Sect Master, to intimidate the many sword cultivators on the opposite side who were eager to try.

But because the battle was so intense, I even forgot that I was still holding someone in my left hand!

However, holding the direct disciple of Jianzong with one hand to face Jianxiu, the sense of deterrence brought by it had already been achieved, and the tool man in his hand was useless, so Song Mu was thrown back into Jianxiu like trash.

Song Mu, who was flying in mid-air, felt that it was too embarrassing for him to be thrown back like this!

A kite turned over and landed on the ground, coolly turned its back to Bai Feiyu and said, "My sword sect has always been fair and just, and I took the initiative to capture the enemy without a fight, just to let Dao brothers fight the enemy with one hand, and to give you loose cultivators a fair chance. Got my approval! Goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, he left everyone with a candid back, and left this place without any nostalgia.

"? What is this kid pulling?" Bai Feiyu hadn't realized what Song Mu was doing.

The sword cultivators gave out a warm sense of recognition:

"As expected of the Sword Sect, one of the Nine Great Sacred Grounds! He has no interest in the Immortal Secret Realm, and is even willing to risk his life, so that the white-clothed sword cultivator on the opposite side has one hand free!"

"That's right, that sword repairman in white can defeat so many of us with one hand, and Senior Brother Song can suppress him with one hand. His strength is really unfathomable!"

"And this senior brother Song doesn't have the slightest nostalgia for the Immortal Secret Realm! It's worthy of being the suzerain's direct disciple!"

...

Is it just pretended by him?Are these sword cultivators mentally ill?

Song Mu walked amidst the cheers, with a blank expression on his face, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After such a small episode ended, the sword cultivators present seemed to maintain a high respect for Bai Feiyu in front of them.

Zhao Qiansun, who was standing among the sword cultivators, saw that the sword cultivators around him seemed to share half of their brains. He rolled his eyes and said loudly, "Everyone! Please be more rational!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Zhao Qiansun was standing in a flashing scattered spirit formation, with his hands behind his back and looking at them righteously.

"Hey, why is this little brother who speaks out for casual cultivators here?"

"I seem to see that he was thrown in by Sect Master Tai'a!"

"Oh, it seems that his speech outside the Sword Forging City also impressed the Sword Sect Master, so the Sect Master allowed him to come in! He is indeed the leader of the Sword Dao, and his heart is so open!"

"Sect Master Tai'a is not here, why are you making rainbow farts?"

.....

Messy voices sounded among the sword cultivators.

Zhao Qiansun ignored the voices of discussion around him, and continued to speak:

"Everyone! After the great cultivator who smashed the gate of the palace and escaped just now died in front of our eyes, this sword cultivator in white and his companions entered the palace and turned back to block everyone.

What can it be for?

Swallowing the treasure of the secret realm?

Didn't you hear the great monk who died shouting "Sword Demon" loudly before he died?

There must be great horror and great danger in it!

This white-clothed sword cultivator stood in front of us just to prevent me from dying, just to prevent us from dying in vain! "

Zhao Qiansun's words awakened the sword cultivators who wanted to find their own opportunities in the immortal secret realm like enlightenment!

yes!The great cultivator who seemed to be above the Nascent Soul stage died in front of him as soon as he met him.

What strength can I have to face the great terror in the palace?

Thinking of this, all the sword cultivators looked at Bai Feiyu again with grateful expressions on their faces.

Bai Feiyu looked at Zhao Qiansun with great interest, who was showing his goodwill to him with his eyes.

"This kid is quite up to the mark!"