In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

On the way back to Jianshou Peak, the news spread faster than their footsteps.

When the monks who heard the news saw that the two had actually returned to Jianshou Peak and had no intention of escaping, they could only express their admiration for Bai Wu's courage.

As a major Buddhist sect, the Pure Land Temple has more than a dozen third-level cultivators, and even a fourth-level great cultivator in charge.

How dare he? !

Many people can't figure it out.

Even Zhao Ying, who was following behind Bai Wu, was a little worried. This junior master was too fierce. He came up and directly killed four people from the Pure Land Sect.

She really liked Bai Wu's style of doing things, but at this time she should consider the safety of her junior master uncle more.

When she expressed her worries, she only received a word of comfort from Bai Wu:

"Don't worry, we haven't really started yet, not even sharpening the sword yet, don't worry."

This hasn't really started yet?

So what is the real purpose of the action? To kill all the Pure Land Sect members who are here today?

Zhao Ying didn't dare to question and just followed Bai Wu up the mountain.

"Xiaoying, go and boil some water and make some tea. There will probably be a lot of guests coming in soon, so I'll chat with my fellow brothers about the flying swords."

The white mist swallowed the six flying swords into its mouth.

"it is good!"

Zhao Ying now hopes that those sword-cultivating sects can lend a helping hand and let this matter go.

......

"Yuan Ku, how is your Ananda sword's cultivation going?"

In a quiet room at the foot of Qingshi Mountain, an old monk with a kind face looked at the young monk in front of him with a sad face and asked.

"Replying to the elder, the spiritual power of the Ananda Sword is now complete, but it has not yet been fed with blood, so it is difficult to become powerful. However, I have sent my junior brother to exchange it for the corpse of a high-level demon. I believe that by the time of the sword meeting, the Ananda Sword will have begun to show its edge."

"Yes, that's right. The temple has spent a lot of energy to cultivate your sword. I hope you will not let the temple down and slay all the demons in the world with the sword.

The champion of this sword art can be Jianyi Sect, Donghai Sword Manor, and naturally my Pure Land Temple can be the champion as well."

The old monk's eyes were gloomy, and he was about to continue explaining something when suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

A loud cry pierced the door of the quiet room:

"Elder Faxun, your disciples from the Pure Land Temple have been killed. Please come out and take a look."

Upon hearing this voice, Yuan Ku's expression remained calm, but the old monk Faxun's expression became gloomy.

Except for Yuan Ku, all the disciples he brought here this time were close to him. He brought them here just to broaden his horizons, but they were killed? !

Which disciple was beheaded?

Who is so bold?

He quickly pushed open the door and saw the bodies of the four disciples neatly laid out together, even their severed heads had been carefully put back together.

Faxun felt his eyes go dark.

Okay, now there is no need to wonder which disciple it is.

It's all here.

His blood was surging all over his body, and he looked around, and saw that many leaders of sects were paying attention to this place.

"who is it?"

"It was Bai Wu from Jianshou Peak. He cut off this disciple's head with one sword, and pierced the foreheads of the three disciples with another sword. He only used two swords the whole time. Even if you disciples wanted to escape, you couldn't even take two steps."

Someone on the side wanted to be nice and said considerately.

Faxun felt his temples throbbing. You didn't have to explain it in such detail.

"Who is this white mist?"

"This Bai Wu is the one who killed your disciple."

The man answered again.

Fa Xun took a deep breath, resisted the urge to kill, and said to Yuan Ku:

“Yuan Ku, follow me to Jianshou Peak. I want to see who this Bai Wu is and how dare he kill four of my disciples in this sword association!”

Then he headed towards Jianshou Peak.

Yuan Ku followed silently behind him.

When he moved, all the people who came for the kendo meeting moved.

Some big figures also followed behind.

There have been cases of murders due to revenge in the many years since the Kendo Association was held, but it is rare to see someone who stirs the nerves of the sect like this. It depends on how the Pure Land Temple will deal with this bold white fog today.

By the time Faxun reached the foot of Jianshou Peak, a large group of people had followed him.

Fa Xun looked at the dozen or so leaders of the major sects behind him, mainly focusing on several sword-cultivating sects.

"Everyone, this white fog brazenly defied the order of the sword association and killed four of my Pure Land Sect disciples. My Pure Land Temple took action to subdue the demon today. You should have no objection, right?"

These people looked at each other, then shook their heads to indicate that they had no objection.

This white fog was killing people for no reason, and even the disciples of Jianshou Peak were reluctant to help.

Someone spoke to ease the situation and said:

"Elder Faxun, why don't you go up the mountain and ask for the reason before making a decision? If there is really a reason, it is not advisable to commit murder again."

After all, they are the only two remaining disciples of Jianshou Peak, and it would be bad if they died.

"Humph, no matter what, this beast cannot escape death today!

I want to see why this person killed my Pure Land Temple disciples for no reason."

Fa Xun snorted coldly and then went up the mountain.

Those with a certain level of experience in the cultivation world also went up. As for the others, they used their own methods to fly in the air to watch the show.

But suddenly, the flat land on the top of Jianshou Peak came into everyone's sight. A young man was lying on a chair, holding a few flying swords in his arms and talking to himself.

When he saw them coming, he had no intention of getting up and did not take them seriously at all.

The flying sword in his arms was full of spirituality, and there was no longer any sign of its previous flickering and lingering spirit.

The moment the two people from the Pure Land Temple appeared on the top of the mountain, the six flying swords hummed in unison, as if they had seen a blood feud, and the sounds were filled with anger.

Bai Wu reached out and stroked the blades of their swords, his expression unusually calm as he said:

"It's okay. I won't let you get bullied at home."

Fa Xun saw the white mist, took a step forward and shouted angrily:

"Are you the Bai Wu who killed my disciple?"

“Xiaoying, serve tea to these fellow Taoists, but not to those two beasts.”

Bai Wu said calmly without even raising his eyelids.

He placed these flying swords in his heart to nourish them, using the spiritual power of his own flying swords as well as his own sword skills to restore the spiritual power of these flying swords. After that, he already understood the plan of the Pure Land Temple.

"Demon, die!"

Bai Wu's attitude completely ignited Fa Xun's anger. He raised his hand and was about to chop to death this seemingly untalented boy with a palm.

At the critical moment, Jian Shengchun stood up and said quickly:

"Wait a minute, Elder Faxun, wait a minute, life is precious, life is precious!

The cause of the incident has not yet been clarified, how can you kill him? Isn't this giving people something to talk about?"

The group of bigwigs in the cultivation world nearby were both surprised and surprised to see Jian Shengchun stand up.

The Jianyi Sect has the highest favorability towards Jianshoufeng, so it is not surprising that Jian Shengchun stood up at this time.

But this statement lacks high EQ. Bai Wu's life is precious, but the lives of Faxun's four disciples are not precious?

"Oh, he killed my disciple, so if I kill him, how can I leave anybody with something to blame?"

Fa Xun sneered, but put down his hand.

Jian Shengchun breathed a sigh of relief, but sneered in his heart:

I'm not afraid that you will give people something to talk about. I'm afraid that Senior Bai Wu will chop you with his sword without any thought, which will give Senior Bai Wu something to talk about and ruin the image of Jianshou Peak!

It's really a small thing, he speaks in a cocky way, and it's hard to tell who is the big king!