Raiders White Moonlight Master

The Luoxuefeng incident made Wen Zhen's eyelids twitch in the high stands. While watching Bai Chang's martial arts contest with Nangong Luo, he was dealing with the head of Wuhaimen, and he had to devote a little attention to thinking about the infiltration of the demons.

After so many years of teaching Ling Yunzong, Wen Zhen has long been used to hard work. He took the time to compliment each other with Nan Ming, "Nephew is really good. Look at how superb this fan is. It almost broke Chang'er's 'Nine Layers of Sword Art.'"

"Hahaha, dude, don't praise Luo'er again, or you will end up with your tail in the sky later."

"Young people are not like us old guys. It is the time to forge ahead, and you should praise when you should."

Nanming Mingming was so happy that the creases on his face squeezed out, he stroked his beard in a dazed manner and said "self-effacing", pointed his index finger at the two people in the field, "In terms of prudence, nephew Bai Xian is even better."

But I saw cold light splashing all over the field, and the wind and snow were blowing.Nangong Luo held the Xuelan fan to draw out a strong airflow, and the air in the center where it converged condensed into ice crystals, suspended and ready to go.

And Bai Chang made a formula with one hand, and behind him was a sword array, the fourth level of the nine-fold sword formula, "Bi Luo".

The flamboyant young monk had exquisite eyebrows, a high ponytail, and a red hairband hanging down the back of his head.Nangong Luo clapped his hands, glanced at the onlookers who were enjoying themselves, and smiled.

Nangong Luowu won the favor of a wave of female cultivators with his good skin and charming eyes, which was in stark contrast to Bai Chang's expressionless face.

Nangong Luo said: "Brother Bai, I heard that you have a spiritual pet."

"So what?"

"Coincidentally, I also took in a spirit beast, and I haven't fought anyone yet."

Bai Chang and Nangong Luo Mingli have been fighting in secret for many years. Although the other party knows what shit he's pulled before he pokes his butt, but looking at the provocative actions of the sign, he knows that this young master without Haimen is itchy.

He stretched out his arms and put away the sword array, "As you wish."

Nangong Luo shook the Xuelan fan, acting like a young master under the low temperature, and he didn't think it was too cold.

The ice and snow broke out in the enchantment, and many people present were puzzled.

"What are you doing? I finally saw the two of them fighting, why did it stop?"

"I'm so anxious! Don't stop fighting."

"You are stupid. Where is the Fairy League Conference? If you don't want to fight, you have to admit defeat. Do you think Nangong Luo is the one who admits defeat?"

"not like"

"Will Bai Chang admit defeat?"

The anxious man just shook his head, "If he dares to lose without a fight, his master will be the first to break his leg."

"Ha ha."

The chirping sound came to Nangong Luo's ears, he smiled, and cupped his hands falsely at Bai Chang, "Brother Bai is watching."

A scold came out of Nangong Luo's mouth: "Don't come out to work yet!"

In a flash of inspiration, a huge monster burst out.

The young monks took a deep breath, and saw a giant python with black and blue scales in the barrier, hovering from Nangong Luo's feet to the top of the spiritual power barrier. The huge python's body was as wide as its master's shoulders, standing high In his head, a pair of bloody vertical pupils stared at Bai Chang.

Nangong Luo gently tapped the giant python's body with the Xuelan Fan, and said calmly, "This is my beloved pet 'Yu Po'"

When his name was called, the giant python lowered its head to rub against Nan Gongluo's shoulder, and the latter scratched its scales with a fan.

Facing such a giant, Bai Chang didn't blink his eyes, just tapped the air lightly with his fingers, and his Winged Fire Beast appeared with blazing flames.

When the two sides confronted each other, the attributes of the spiritual pet coincided with each other, and the spiritual power barrier shook violently in an instant.

The sword, light, ice and snow were intertwined, and the Winged Fire Beast tore off the scales of the giant python with one claw, and was bitten by its venomous fangs and ripped off its feathers.

After all, the people in the stands are highly cultivated and powerful, and they are more calm than the disciples who are screaming excitedly, but it does not prevent Master Wenzhen and Xianjun Nanming from revealing at the same time, "My apprentice (son) is really powerful." expression.

The roar of the spirit beast went straight to the second floor of Heguang Hall, and was heard by Shen Baixing.He was lying on his stomach by the window, and the roller blind was lowered to cover half of the sunlight, which was just right on Shen Baixing's face, turning his fair skin into a crimson hue.

After taking a nap, Shen Baixing became more energetic, propped his chin with one hand, opened the curtain with the other hand, and looked towards the open space ahead.

In sight, the Winged Fire Beast and the giant python clashed again. The two fought and collided against the barrier. There was a loud and muffled bang, and everyone who heard it felt pain in their brains. They were afraid that these two fourth-order spirit beasts would kill them up.

Shen Baixing lowered his eyelids slightly. The one following him today was Ah Shui. The little girl was watching the battle with her eyes wide open.

"Sir, will Senior Brother Bai Chang win?"

"If..." Shen Baixing originally wanted to say Nangong Luo's name, but when he got to the point of speaking, he realized that he didn't know his name, so he could only say: "If the owner of the giant python can't win within half a quarter of an hour, Bai Chang will win."

"why?"

"His opponent spares no effort in every attack, consuming a lot of spiritual power. Bai Chang is good at dodging, and he was not seriously injured." Shen Baixing stood up and stretched his legs, and continued: "Tug-of-war, the boy from Wuhaimen's family is not an opponent."

"Ah Shui understands, Senior Brother Bai is better." Ah Shui sat in the place where Shen Baixing was just now with a playful look, revealing her white teeth while speaking, "But that big brother's python is so majestic."

Shen Baixing was noncommittal about this, he stretched out his wide sleeves, and then sat down on the soft chair, the hem of the bamboo green clothes hanging on the ground according to the sitting posture.

"Sir, do you have a spiritual pet?"

Shen Baixing paused slightly with his leisurely expression.

Ah Shui: "Did I say something wrong?"

Shen Baixing: "No, I don't have a spiritual pet."

Ah Shui wants to say that as long as the monks are highly cultivated, they will conclude a spiritual pet contract, why didn't you, sir?Is it so powerful that it is unnecessary, or does it have other unspeakable eyes?Ah Shui kept these guesses in his heart with interest.

Because when she asked this question, she saw the emptiness in her husband's eyes. Although this emotion was short-lived, Ah Shui was sensitive to it, and Shen Baixing was unwilling to talk about this topic.

Outside the window, the sound of fighting like gold and jade continued, and the Winged Fire Beast spewed out raging fire, melting the ice that had frozen its wings.The life of spirit beasts and monsters does not just stay at one stage. After signing the contract, they will become part of the monks. As the monks improve, the spirit pets will also advance.From the first level to the ninth level and then to the legendary beast, each level has level suppression.

"The Illustrated Record of Strange Beasts in Shenzhou" is the most complete book that records beast pets in the world of cultivating immortals, demons, ghosts, and demons. Although it claims to be the most complete, Shen Baixing knows that there are many things in this book that are not included in the book.The reason why there is no registration is because no one tames the high-level beasts and no one sees them.

When he was still in the heaven, Shen Baixin guessed from the way of heaven that there is a kind of divine beast in this world, which has the ability to change the luck of the world.As for whether it was true or not, before Shen Baixin had time to verify it, he had already fallen from a god to what he is now.

The vicissitudes of life are but a blink of an eye, and hundreds of years are enough for the cultivation world to replace new seedlings one after another. At that time, Ling Qing became the immortal king of the Lingyun Sect with infinite glory, and he, the master of the reincarnation, was so downcast that he needed to rely on him. The point of selling medicine to earn spirit stones.

Amidst his complicated thoughts, Ah Shui suddenly raised his voice and pointed out the window, "Sir! Sir, look quickly! Brother Bai won."

Outside the Hall of Heguang, everyone held their breath, only to see the giant python in the field crashing to the ground, with red mottled blood on its scales.

Nangong Luo's throat sweetened, and he was stunned to hold back the blood that was about to spit out, and he clenched his teeth and swallowed it.He just fell in love with Bai Chang's nine-fold sword technique "Bi Luo Style", but Bai Chang was not much better, and was slapped in the face by his fan.

Touching the hot skin with his fingers, Bai Chang's face was severely slapped with a red mark, stretching from the cheekbone to the chin, which was very conspicuous.Although the injury wasn't serious, as the saying goes, it's easy to beat people without slapping them in the face. Even Bai Chang felt very ashamed to bear this injury.

Under the sun, the monk in blue and white clothes stood in front of the flamboyant young man, with a bit of gritted teeth, "You lost."

Nangong Luo spread out his hands: "I lost."

Such a frivolous and indifferent attitude shows Nangong Luo's joy in slapping Bai Chang's face. He is revealing a message to the other party, that is, "So what if I lose? I have already slapped your dead face."

Bai Chang snorted coldly, and passed by Nangong Luo.

Following his end, the disciples of Lingyun Sect led by Jingming and Song Liuyan uttered a mountain cry. In their hearts, Bai Chang is the elder brother and the most powerful person in this generation. How can monks fight without getting hurt? .As long as he can win the peacock without Haimen.

Not far away, Ah Shui on the second floor couldn't help curling her lips. She grabbed Shen Baixing's sleeve and stood on tiptoe happily.

All Ling Yunzong's disciples were immersed in this joy, but Shen Baixing didn't have much emotional fluctuations, perhaps because he and Bai Chang were not in the same sect, and it didn't matter who lost or who won.

After a quarter of an hour of rest, Shen Baixing slowly pulled his sleeves out of Ah Shui's hands, picked up the curtain on the table, and stretched his arms to easily cross the field.

Looking around, when he saw a man in dark blue clothes in the crowd, Shen Baixing stopped holding the sword.

There were countless monks onlookers, and there were many handsome men among them.Shan Yuan's black hair was tightly tied, and he held his sword across his chest with both hands. It was obviously a random movement, but Shen Baixing was able to find him out of the vast crowd at a glance.

The two pairs of eyes faced each other at a distance of hundreds of meters. Shan Yuan couldn't see his master's face, but he still pictured the other person's face in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder what his master's expression should be at this moment.

"Cultivator Shen?"

After being called out, Shen Baixing looked away and concentrated on the competition.

Coincidentally, it was Bai Chang who had just won the round.The red marks on his face hadn't completely dissipated, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, "I'm offended."

The dense sword light surrounded Shen Baixing, and the latter responded calmly.

It was clearly a serious and tense moment, but Shen Baixing thought of Shan Yuan, but with just a few glances, the apprentice who had been with him day and night for several months seemed to have changed at that moment.The demeanor of the whole body is not like a few steps of Qi training.

With a twist of his wrist, Jian Guang broke through Bai Chang's impenetrable moves, and Shen Bai fortunately looked in Shan Yuan's direction as if feeling something.

Shan Yuan's gloomy expression was imprinted in the light brown pupils, Shen Baixing had never seen such an expression from his apprentice, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Shan Yuan, who was squeezed in the crowd, saw that his master turned his face away from him, and the darkness squeezed in his heart unstoppably surged out.He thought that the master who was "concentrating" on the battle would not see it, but he didn't expect to be caught.

But before he felt flustered about being caught, a sword light cut through Shen Baixing's clothes.

"Master", Shan Yuan's heart tightened, he pushed aside the crowd and walked inside.

Warm blood flowed from his arm, and Shen Baixing was cut with a thumb-length incision by Bai Chang, which caused great pain.