Chaos Emperor System

After these people surrounded the swordsmen in white, the crowd suddenly separated, leaving a way.

Three people came together, one in the middle, Yushu facing the wind, with a gourd slung around his waist, the one on the left was wearing a white brocade and a fox fur, and the right was wearing a yellow brocade with a goshawk embroidered on his chest.

These three people are the leader of this group, and the leader of the siege of the white-clothed swordsman.

The man in the middle looked at a swordsman who was dressed in white, with a cold expression, sitting cross-legged and smiled: "I heard that you are the top of the sky list. I'm sorry, I am the third in the sky list. I am very interested in your position, can you? Let me sit down?"

"Young Master Bao, this dear fellow doesn't look like a big-hearted person, I'm afraid he won't let it to you." The one on the left sneered.

The one on the right sneered, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't give it. Our two brothers can help the third son of Bao Bao to get to that position."

"Then thank you Brother Bai Jun, Brother Canggou." Duo Baosan clasped his hands and smiled.

The white-clothed swordsman slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light exploded from his black pupils, directly hitting the two seventh-order cultivators of the Spirit Emperor who wanted to quietly approach him.

The two monks wailed and disappeared.

Everyone was horrified. This white-clothed swordsman deserved to be the top of the sky list, but with his eyes widened, two cultivators of the seventh rank of the Spirit Emperor died tragically on the spot.

The swordsman in white looked at the gourd on his waist, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, Duo Bao San, calmly said: "Duo Bao San, you have fallen, and you are in the same way as the people of the ancient Demon Realm."

Hearing this, Bai Jun Canggu was startled, what does this mean? Could it be that these two people have known each other before, and they are not from the Ancient Demon Realm?

The two of them suppressed the shock in their hearts and remained silent.

Dubaosan didn't care at all: "Okay, put away your high-hanging air, although you do have the qualifications, but I really hate it."

The indifferent eyes of the swordsman in white swept past the eager monks, and said without emotion: "Do you think these people can defeat me?"

"Huh." Duobaosan sneered, disdainfully said: "If it is left in the ordinary, I will definitely not pull so many people to ask for trouble with me, but now..."

"how?"

"Now you have reached a critical period, and you will get into a madness if you are not careful, I miss you..."

Before he finished his words, the white-clothed swordsman stood up calmly with a calm expression on his face. Twenty spiritual grasses were still floating around his body, and the snow-white long sword was also held in his hand.

"how is it?"

"Fucking, can you wait for me to finish talking? I have known each other for many years, so you can save me some face, you just like to slap me in the face, right..."

boom!

The white swordsman's long sword was not out of its sheath. He held the hilt and swung it at the sword behind him. A white sword light flew out, and dozens of cultivators of the seventh-order Lingdi exploded and died.

Everyone is sluggish!

What the hell? Isn't this guy really afraid of going crazy? At this time, I dare to use spiritual power!

"Come again?" The swordsman in white had his eyes calm.

Bai Jun and Canggou were a little undecided for a while. It was Duobaosan who came to look for them, saying that the swordsman in white clothes is now in retreat and dare not use spiritual power. We can swarm him and hack him to death. Who knows it's coming. Such a situation.

"Daobaosan, this seems to be different from what you said!" Canggu growled.

Bai Jun's face was cold, and he said angrily: "Yes, if that's the case, I don't want my people to die with you in vain."

Duobaosan's face was uncertain, and finally smiled sullenly, and said: "Two, do you still have a chance to regress now?"

"What do you mean!" the two said in unison.

"Since you are here with me today, you have already waded in this muddy water, and have been recorded on that guy's kill list. Do you think that if you leave today, that guy will let you go in the future? "

"I know that guy's behavior best, and he will report it to you, so you have no way out."

"Also, don’t look at that guy’s profound spiritual power. In fact, they are all pretending to be fighting against people while refining the spiritual grass. Not to mention the devilishness, the power of backlash cannot be escaped, so I suggest that we Let's go together and kill him completely!"

The two looked at each other and felt that what Dubaosan said was indeed reasonable, so they buried their determination to retreat deeply in their hearts.

Duobaosan glanced at the two of them and said loudly: "In order to show my sincerity, my people will take the lead first, and your people can follow."

Immediately with a big wave of his hand, many cultivators rushed out from behind Duo Baosan, among them there were two spirit emperors of the eighth rank and one spirit emperor of the ninth rank.

Upon seeing this, Bai Jun and Canggu no longer concealed themselves, and the person who greeted them quickly followed, so that the swordsman in white had no chance to breathe.

The white-clothed swordsman looked at the surging crowd, was silent, clenched the long sword in his hand, and rushed into the crowd in an instant, starting a side-to-side slaughter.

...

South of the medicine garden.

As soon as the people who followed the orders stepped on the golden light monk's body, a burst of white light lit up under their feet.

Then four huge beasts appeared around the monk Jinguang.

The four huge fierce beasts all have the strength of the ninth rank of the spirit emperor, and the forward person was caught off guard to be torn to pieces by the fierce beast.

Longyang Sanren looked at the four fierce beasts that suddenly appeared, his face changed slightly, and said, "Damn it, it is a spiritual formation. I didn't expect this bald donkey would also arrange a spiritual formation."

"Sure enough, this monk looks at the simple-minded man with well-developed limbs, but it's actually not that easy to deal with." The beggar on crutches murmured.

"Then what should we do?" Long Yang Sanren asked humbly.

The beggar on crutches chuckled lightly and said, "It's just a mere spiritual formation. How long can it last? Send a few masters to break this spiritual formation!"

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~Longyang Sanren waved his palm lightly, and four cultivators of the eighth-order Lingdi shot out and went straight to the four fierce beasts in the spirit formation.

The four fierce beasts had already been consumed. At this moment, facing the four cultivators of the eighth-order spirit emperor, they were invincible, and soon they were defeated.

Just as the four of them looked happy and were about to attack the Golden Light Monk, a **** formation suddenly rose, and then a young man with a shameless appearance holding a fiery red long sword came out of the void.

The young man came to the side of the Jinguang monk and gently threw the red long sword in his hand. The long sword pierced through the bodies of the four spirit emperor eighth-order cultivators and then returned to the young man's hands.

The beggar on crutches looked at the young man with a dignified expression and said in his heart: "Who is this person? Why haven't he been spotted before?"

Longyang Sanren was also puzzled, and said: "There are accomplices? Wait, Lingdi sixth rank? It is really funny, only the sixth rank of Lingdi, dare to fight with us!"

The young man stood in front of the Jinguang monk, inserted the fiery red long sword into the soil, and shouted in a low voice: "To kill him, pass me first!"