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

Conani Airport.

When Kongshi heard Bai Wu's words, his pupils suddenly dilated and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He stared at the opposing white fog.

"Are you the White Mist from three hundred years ago?"

But he immediately shook his head and whispered:

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Among the practitioners in the world of cultivation, how many do not know the mighty power that Venerable Bai Wu used to kill 3,300 demons with one sword?

Bai Wu just watched his performance quietly.

After a long while, he finally looked at the white fog intently, calmed his mind, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

As a high-level practitioner, he also has his pride:

"Even if you are Bai Wu, so what!

We all start over again, with the blessing of the power of faith and the support of the United States. I don’t believe that your cultivation speed is faster than mine.

I don't believe it even more. The cultivation world has been developing for three hundred years. I am not as strong as an old antique like you."

"Today, you must apologize for the ancestor of the Pure Land Temple who was killed by you three hundred years ago!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and the power of faith wrapped around his body condensed into a vajra, which was shining all over and covered with dense runes.

The power of faith combined with the Buddhist secret weapon contains tremendous power, and the surrounding space is slightly distorted.

Seeing this, Bai Wu was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the air in front of him. A card fell into his hand and he said jokingly:

"How do you know that I'm starting over?"

Kongshi frowned and asked a question?

[Do you want to use the Kendo White Mist Experience Card? ]

【use! 】

In an instant, the uncontrollable sword intent rushed up into the sky, and the overlapping clouds turned into powder. Even those above the nine heavens were chopped into pieces.

At this moment, Bai Wu felt that his will was constantly rising, as if the chains binding him were breaking one by one.

The long river of magic power in Dantian turned into an ocean again, and the spiritual consciousness expanded, covering the entire city of Conani.

"Yan!"

With a sound of sword ringing, a flying sword as dark as blood happily circled around the white mist and finally fell into his hands.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Wu, who was wearing modern clothes, has transformed into Venerable Bai Wu, who is wearing the clothes of the cultivator world and standing with a sword in his hand.

The familiar feeling is back.

Kongshi's body was already stiff in the air, his hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were staring blankly at the white mist that had changed its appearance.

He suddenly felt cold all over.

The pressure he felt from this man alone was much stronger than when he was in the fourth stage of cultivation.

The sword's sharpness was like a needle piercing his chest, and it made his eyeballs feel like they were going to explode just by looking at it.

Is this... the real Venerable Baiwu?

"how?"

Bai Wu said with a smile, a playful look on his face like a cat playing with a mouse.

Unfortunately, there was no response from Kongshi. The burly man had turned into a rainbow of light and fled into the distance.

The rainbow light was so bright that it had already started burning with magical power.

In the blink of an eye, it was a kilometer away, and the naked eye could only see a tiny black dot.

The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when watching this scene.

The fight hasn't even started yet, so why is this American level 3 fighter running away? It looks like he's running as fast as he can.

Brother Wu just transformed himself, is it really that scary?

Looking at the buildings outside the airport, many human bodies were also confused by this scene.

This Kongshi acted so strong in front of them, why did he run away when he saw Baiwu transform?

Just as he was about to ask what was going on on the US side, he turned around and saw the remaining nine human bodies belonging to the US side, one by one, running out of the building, and no one could be seen anymore.

One of them ran a little slower and was caught by a human body transformation. He asked repeatedly what was going on.

Unfortunately, this person just left a sentence:

"Even the White Mist Master has come out, I won't run away, oh, do you think I'm a pig?"

He immediately broke free from the human body that was holding him and ran for his life.

He is now filled with regrets. If he had known earlier, he would not have gotten involved in this mess.

Who knew that the person this human kingdom would have to deal with was Venerable Baiwu!

Otherwise, even if you give him millions of faiths in black oil, he will never agree.

The others in the hall stared at these people leaving, at a loss. They turned to look at the organizer Alfred and typed three question marks:

???

Unfortunately, Alfred himself was confused and just stood there watching these human bodies run away.

"You left without even saying hello. How rude! It looks like you've just arrived from another world. You probably don't know the etiquette of this world. I need to bring you back and teach you a lesson."

Bai Wu shook his head, turned around and looked at the live broadcast of the floating ball camera, and showed the flying sword in his hand:

"Next, I will show you the greatest charm of sword cultivation."

As he spoke, he threw out the flying sword in his hand and said softly:

"disease!"

The flying sword was like a stream of light, piercing directly through the space.

Even the air didn't react, and was hesitating whether to release a sonic boom to cooperate.

But before it could finish its hesitation, the flying sword had already flown straight into the sky, out of reach.

He is dying!

Kong Xing felt a tingling sensation at the back of his head. No, it couldn’t be called a tingling sensation.

It felt like eighteen Rong Mamas, grinning and holding eighteen-centimeter-long rusty needles, were stabbing him in the back of the head.

The blood in the body rushed into the head, as if it was about to explode.

He knew in his heart that he would never be able to escape from this sword.

He immediately stopped and the vajra in his hand shattered, turning into a golden net composed of runes that covered him. He also mobilized all the power of faith that he had accumulated over the past few days, condensing it into a tortoise-shell-shaped wall that blocked his way.

By the time he finished doing all this, the flying sword was already approaching.

Then he saw that under the tip of the flying sword, the two lines of defense he had built were easier to break than paper.

It couldn't even slow down the flying sword for a millisecond and it shattered directly.

My neck felt slightly cold.

Kong Shi knew that he was doomed.

But in the next second, the flying sword turned back and pierced diagonally from under the back of his head, connecting his body again.

For a moment, apart from the pain and stiffness, his soul had not been wiped out by the sword intent and he was still alive.

The sword released its sharp edge, breaking the air around his body and carrying his body to and fro.

From a distance, he could see a young man with his hands behind his back, waiting for his return.

The flying sword brought him in front of Bai Wu. Kong Shi's face looked a little gray due to the loss of his energy, but it also looked quite strange because of the blood surging up and it was blood red.

As he looked at the young man in front of him, he already knew how all his ancestors died.

They also didn't know to leave a note telling future generations not to mess with this person.

The master misled me!

"You left without saying goodbye, which is really rude. I asked you to come back to tell you that we have to say goodbye to each other, do you understand?

Now that you understand, why don't you say thank you, Brother Bai Wu?"

Bai Wu used a teaching tone to pull out the long sword that connected his head and body, and with a slight shake, the sword body became as clean as new.

Kongshi used his remaining strength to pry open his increasingly heavy eyelids and stared at the white fog.

I really thank you.

Thoughts arise and fade away in an instant.

The head and body separated and fell to the ground, making a sound like a rag bag blowing in the wind.

It just happened to fall at the gate exit of the building outside the airport.

People from various countries in the lobby of the building, no matter they were extraordinary or ordinary people, looked at the pool of flesh at the door and felt a chill all over their bodies, and their steps became as heavy as if they had weighed a thousand pounds.