An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

"Absurd! Ridiculous!"

Gou Zhen, Hou Yu and Ji Xiaohan were all stunned when they heard this. Even Hou Yu, who is known for being well-informed, could only use the word "ridiculous" to evaluate Qingli's words just now.

Lambert seemed not to hear it, and there was no expression on his face.

Qingli turned sideways slightly, looked up at Lang Bai, and then slowly put her hand on Lang Bai's arm tentatively.

Seeing that Lang Bai didn't push her away, Qingli's face showed joy and she leaned close to her.

Compared to the frowns on Sansu's face in front of the two of them, the faces of the White Tigers following behind them were as usual, and they didn't seem to be surprised.

"No wonder you want to kill Weisu, it turns out they are a couple!" Hou Yu said coldly.

Gou Zhen on the side began to have a spiritual light on his hands, and he obviously wanted to take action.

"Lang Bai, Qingli is still young and she is not sensible. You must not be sorry to Pei Jun!" Ji Xiaohan recovered from the shock at this time, looked at Lang Bai and said tremblingly.

"Who can tolerate a woman like Zhi Peijun? If it weren't for some kindness, my husband would have killed her long ago. Why wait until today?" Qingli looked at Sansu in front of her with contempt, then turned to Lang Bai and said : "Husband, don't worry, no one will make you feel wronged again."

After listening to Qingli's words, Lang Bai's eyes became murderous again, and the energy radiating from his body made the White Tigers behind him take a few steps back, but Qingli still held Lang Bai's arm tightly.

"Go and wait for me. I'll have a good fight before I take you out of this shabby place!" Lang Bai turned his head and whispered softly, his words full of tenderness.

"There is no cure!"

Hou Yu said that he had already turned his hands into claws and rushed towards Lang Bai.

"So fast!"

All the white tiger warriors behind Lang Bai were shocked. They all knew that Hou Yu of Cangsu was always known for his speed, but they had never seen him attack with all his strength. At this moment, they saw Cangsu's hands and feet seemed to turn into red light, extremely fast. The ground grabbed Lang Bai's face.

Lang Bai responded with his sword. He seemed not to be in a hurry, but he could always block Hou Yu's attack without fail.

After blocking a few moves, Langbai's eyes were full of disdain.

"It's really frustrating to be in the same name as a loser like you." After Lang Bai finished speaking, he raised his hand and slashed Hou Yu away with his sword.

At the same time, Gou Zhen had already arrived, and before Lang Bai could take advantage of it, he punched Lang Bai in the chest.

Lang Bai hurriedly used his left arm to block, and was knocked back half a step.

Lang Bai seemed annoyed by the punch, and immediately punched Gou Zhen in the same way.

The fists collided, and the energy was scattered.

After three punches, Gou Zhen retreated to his original position, his right hand trembling slightly.

"Don't worry about the rules, let's go together and capture the evil thief!" After saying this, Hou Yu took out a one-foot-long black iron claw from behind his back, used his body technique and went around behind Lang Bai.

Just as Lang Bai was about to chop with his sword, a sleeve wrapped his arm.

Lang Bai turned around and saw that on the other end of the sleeve, Ji Xiaohan had a firm look on his face and was holding his moon-white sleeve tightly with one hand, slightly startled.

As soon as Lang Bai hesitated, Gou Zhen had already rushed to Lang Bai's side. He didn't know when a golden stick appeared in his hand, and he hit Lang Bai's shoulder with the stick.

Seeing the fierceness of the golden stick, Lang Bai did not dare to catch it forcefully and hurriedly dodged.

This dodge was a gap. Hou Yu saw the opportunity and drew the iron claw in his hand towards Lang Bai's chest.

Seeing that Lang Bai was about to be disemboweled, but for some reason, Lang Bai didn't exert any force. He quickly moved a few feet, and the iron claw that was intended to stab his heart scratched his right shoulder, leaving three marks of different shades. of wounds.

"Ji Xiaohan! What are you doing!" Hou Yu was the closest. He saw that Liu Yunxiu had dragged Lang Bai, causing the killing move to fail, and he immediately asked sharply with great dissatisfaction.

"Keep him alive and hand it over to the dean." Ji Xiaohan said calmly without looking at Hou Yu who was questioning him. He still stared at Lang Bai.

The battle between "White Tiger Qisu" was all between lightning and flint. When the White Tiger warriors who followed Lang Bai saw that Lang Bai was not under siege, they wanted to step forward to help Lang Bai, but found that with their cultivation, they actually Even the battle group couldn't get in. As soon as they took a few steps forward, they were pushed back by a strong force, so they had to "spectate" on the sidelines.

After being injured, Lambert jumped aside and faced the three men again. He first looked at the Liuyun Sleeve on his hand, and then looked at the bleeding wound on his shoulder expressionlessly, as if the blood didn't come from his body.

"Good means! Good weapons!"

Lang Bai snorted coldly, which sounded like a compliment, but in Sansu's ears it was full of ridicule.

"Lang Bai, stop it and come with us to see the dean!"

There was a hint of pleading in Ji Xiaohan's tone, and he didn't seem to have the upper hand at all.

"Whether you laugh at us because we are outnumbered or rely on weapons, today we don't care about Bai Hu's face. We must capture you!" Gou Zhen said sternly.

"Wolf King! Take the sword!"

Seeing this, a White Tiger soldier took the opportunity to throw the sword in his hand towards Langbai without any reluctance. Among them, his sword was of the highest grade. Seeing Lang Bai injured, these people's hearts skipped a beat. These white tiger warriors who followed Langbai knew very well that following Langbai was gambling with their wealth and life. If Langbai died here, they would completely lose. Even if Lang Bai survives and is captured, the White Tiger Spiritual Academy will definitely not be able to accommodate them. It may be harder to escape than to reach the sky.

The long sword was inserted right at Lang Bai's feet, and the blade was filled with light, like the sun shining on a clear spring with rippling blue waves.

"I have my own weapons."

Lang Bai didn't even look at the sword. He stretched out his right hand and dipped two fingers into a little blood from his shoulder, wiped it on his palm, and waved in the direction of the mountain of swords.

"What is this for?"

The White Tigers looked at each other in confusion, wondering what Lang Bai meant.

But Sansu's expression changed drastically. Gou Zhen and Hou Yu had already killed each other with weapons. Even Ji Xiaohan's hand holding Liu Yunxiu tightened.

"Stop hurting my husband!"

Qingli, who was just watching the battle from the sidelines, suddenly appeared behind Ji Xiaohan at some point, put a hairpin in his hand against Ji Xiaohan's throat, and shouted sternly.

Everyone was staring at Lang Bai, and no one paid attention to Qingli. However, Ji Xiaohan was one of the "White Tigers". Even if he concentrated on dealing with Lang Bai, he would not be able to get close to her without anyone noticing. Easy.

Seeing this situation, Gou Zhen and Hou Yu had to stop and stared at Ji Xiaohan and Qingli with burning eyes. The two of them had the same idea, they both suspected that Ji Xiaohan deliberately let down his guard, let Qingli get closer, and used her as a hostage to save Lang Bai from trouble. There were rumors that there was an affair between Lang Bai and Ji Xiaohan, and it seemed that it was not groundless.

"Qingli, don't make the same mistake again and again!" Ji Xiaohan said solemnly.

"Shut up, I'm willing to die for him!"

Qingli looked at the tall figure not far away and said this firmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow roared over.

Gou Zhen and Hou Yu looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy, but they did not act rashly. They just watched the black shadow fly into Lang Bai's hands.

"Seven Killing Swords!"

Ordinary white tiger warriors may not recognize this long black-edged sword, but Sansu who was present had heard of the evil reputation of this sword for a long time. The three of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, this sword was finally born!

After taking possession of the Seven Killing Sword, Lang Bai's whole person seemed to be completely transformed, and he immediately burst out with a scornful aura, and the originally dim long sword also glowed with black light.

The sword in front of Lang Bai seemed to dare not compete with the long sword. At this moment, its brilliance had dissipated, just like an ordinary iron sword.

"Shh!"

Lang Bai raised his hand and lifted the Liuyun sleeve that bound his left arm.

Ji Xiaohan looked at the broken sleeve that fell to the ground, his face twitched slightly, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

"I also rely on the power of weapons!"

Lang Bai laughed wildly and struck Hou Yu with a knife. Hou Yu suddenly stepped back. Seeing the Seven Killing Sword approaching like a shadow, he immediately stretched out his iron claw to hold the blade.

With a crisp sound, two claws of the iron claw were chopped off by the Seven Killing Sword.

Fortunately, the iron claw released the power of the knife and finally did not cut off Hou Yu's hand. Hou Yu had no choice but to step aside first.

Gou Zhen originally wanted to attack Lang Bai from the side when Lang Bai was slashing at Hou Yu. As a result, Lang Bai and Hou Yu were advancing and retreating, but his long-prepared move was dodged.

He had no choice but to chase after Lang Bai and hit Lang Bai in the back of the heart with a stick.

"I'll kill you if you move again...ah!"

Seeing that Gou Zhen was about to attack Lang Bai again, Qingli shouted immediately, but before she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand, and she could no longer hold the hairpin in her hand.

Ji Xiaohan naturally would not miss this opportunity. He leaned forward and knocked the green pear out. Then he retracted most of the Liuyun sleeves and raised his hands to tie the green pear tightly.

Only then did Qingli see clearly that there was a short dart stuck on the back of her hand, with a small word "heart" engraved on the dart.

"careful!"

Qingli's call was for Lang Bai. While she was shouting, Lang Bai swung his sword several times. The shadow of the black blade protected Lang Bai, as if there was a shield in front of him.

The six Xixin darts were blocked from the shadow of the knife and could not advance an inch further. Gou Zhen's golden stick was also hacked back by Lang Bai's knife.

"Yuan Zhulang, it seems that you can't change your habit of stabbing people in the back. How about you stop misleading others here and go to the desert with me to play? You will definitely have a lot of potential in our Wolf Gang!" Lang Bailang said loudly.

"The old man has short legs and is not well-off. He cannot be a homeless dog hiding in Tibet. I can only thank Brother Lang for falling in love by mistake." A thin old man with a goatee jumped off a roof, as if he couldn't hear Lang Bai's sarcasm. He said with a smile while walking with his back hunched over and his hands behind his back.

"Tell me about you. It's really disrespectful for you to snatch a woman from my disciple at your age." Yuan Zhulang said as he raised his hand, seven darts had returned to his hand.

"what!"

Qingli let out another painful groan, and the random dart originally inserted in his hand flew directly through her palm and returned to Yuan Zhulang's hand.

"What a pity!" Yuan Zhulang turned his head and glanced when he heard Qingli's cry, but shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Don't waste time, let's go together!" Lang Bai's face turned a little colder when he heard Qingli's cry, the Seven Killing Sword pointed at Yuan Zhulang and said calmly.

"Let's go!" Yuan Zhulang put the Xixin Dart back into his sleeve and said calmly.

"Master..."

Just as Hou Yu was about to speak, Yuan Zhulang raised his hand to stop him from talking.

"With the Seven Killing Sword in hand, we can't stop him." Yuan Zhulang's expression remained calm.

"But……"

"Do you want the white tiger to bleed into a river?"

After hearing what Hou Yu wanted to say, Yuan Zhulang's voice immediately became much more severe, like a scolding.

Hou Yu stopped talking and just held on to the broken iron claw in his hand. He also knew in his heart that if he really wanted to stop Lang Bai who was holding the Seven Killing Sword, he might really risk the lives of several people here. This is indeed an unbearable blow to Baihu Shanling Academy, but if he is allowed to leave like this, then Baihu's reputation will be completely ruined!

When Lang Bai heard this, his expression softened slightly, and he turned to look at Ji Xiaohan who was not far away.

Ji Xiaohan took a deep look at Lang Bai, turned around and waved his hand, Liu Yunxiu had returned to her body, while Qingli was rolled around several times and fell to the ground weakly.

"what!"

When she landed, Qingli seemed to have touched the wound on her hand, and she couldn't help but let out another groan.

Lang Bai frowned and quickly came to Qingli's side. He looked at Qingli's bloody palm with a complicated expression. Then he stuck the knife on the ground, took out a strip of cloth from his body, and carefully bandaged her.

"You are so amazing, you stopped bleeding all of a sudden." Qingli looked at Lang Bai with flowing eyes, and a blush appeared on her face.

"It contains the best medicine for gold sores. Don't worry, you will recover soon."

Lambert's voice was extremely gentle.

"I'm useless! I wanted to help you!" Qingli explained.

"I understand, let's go!" Lang Bai said and pulled Qingli up.

"Don't you need to fight?" Qingli asked nervously.

"Didn't you listen to what that old man Yuan said? We can't stop us anymore, let us go!" Lang Bai said, then he put the Seven Kills Sword on his shoulder, held Qingli's uninjured hand, and strode towards the mountain of swords. direction.

If it was true as Yuan Zhulang said, no one in Lang Bai's group made any move to stop them. Seeing that the mountain of swords was still more than a hundred feet away, there was not a single smiling face among them.

"and many more!"

A somewhat unconfident voice came from behind several people.

When they looked back, Qingli's eyes lit up, but Lang Bai's face became a little ugly.

"Keep the green pear!"

The man used his body skills to come to several people, held a long knife across his chest, and shouted loudly. His chest kept rising and falling as he spoke, whether it was from fatigue or something else.

"Get out of the way!"

It was rare that Lang Bai didn't strike directly with his sword, but just said something coldly. But Lang Bai didn't say anything, and the other White Tigers didn't dare to take action without permission.

"You also said that my cultivation level is not enough to protect Qingli. Your cultivation level is very high, so what? Isn't Qingli injured?"

The person blocking the road was Ling Ao. At this time, he seemed to have calmed down his fear and immediately asked confidently.

"Did you know that the thirty White Tigers didn't stop me?" Lang Bai asked expressionlessly.

"I know!" Ling Ao replied breathlessly.

"Did you know that the four people in Qisu didn't stop me even though they all took action?" Lang Bai continued to ask.

"I know, so what?" Ling Ao shouted like a rogue, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Then why do you stop me?"

Lang Bai said, taking off the long knife on his shoulder.