Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Hear the words.

The tall and lanky man narrowed his eyes and said jokingly: "So, you are this kid's eldest brother?"

He could feel that Li Wujie was just a cultivator of the ninth level of Xuanxian. This kind of person was nothing more than a bigger ant!

Li Wujie raised the ink knife in his hand and pointed it directly at the tall and thin man. His tone was arrogant: "You dare to touch my little brother? You are seeking death!"

Seeing the strong appearance of the man in a bamboo hat, hope arose in the hearts of all the monks.

Perhaps, this man can really turn the tide.

"Senior Ye isn't here..." Holy Lord Yin Yang murmured weakly, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The reason why he was happy that Ji Baxiao could recognize his elder brother was mainly because Li Wujie was Senior Ye's disciple, so that Yin Yang Holy Land could indirectly have a relationship with Senior Ye.

After all, who in the Central Territory doesn’t know that Senior Ye is an Immortal King with unparalleled combat power?

Although he was very grateful to Li Wujie for drawing his sword to help, Holy Master Yin Yang still felt uncertain.

No matter how powerful you are as a Xuanxian-level swordsman, can you defeat the Immortal King from ancient times?

What's more, I'm also a knives player, and there are seven of them!

You only have a knife, how can you win?

Hang!

Too suspenseful!

As if hearing the voice of Holy Lord Yin and Yang, Li Wujie patted his chest and said seriously:

"Don't worry, my master doesn't need to take action to deal with this kind of thing. As his disciple, I have to share his worries!"

"Besides, my little brother has been wronged, and the eldest brother has to stand up for him!"

"Being brothers means righteousness comes first!"

Sonorous and powerful words, full of passionate emotions.

Ji Baxiao was so moved that he choked up and said, "Good brother, I will always be your little brother!"

Bang bang bang~

Clear applause sounded.

The tall and lanky man tutted: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a touching scene. In return, I will personally chop off your eldest brother's head and play it as a ball!"

"Haha, you silly thing, keep this sentence to yourself." Li Wujie sneered.

As soon as these words came out.

The lanky man was furious.

Are the juniors of this era so crazy? Dare you be so presumptuous to the Immortal King from ancient times!

"kill!"

shuh~

A ghost sword flew out from behind and was held firmly in his hand.

The surging evil energy burst out from the blade, turning into the faces of various evil ghosts, which were extremely terrifying and chose people to devour.

A strong wind blew up, freezing to the bone.

The tall and lanky man's movements were strange, and he slashed hard with the ghost sword. The terrifying power of the sword covered the world between heaven and earth.

"Well done!"

Li Wujie shouted coldly and mobilized all his strength to merge into the blade. The ink blade suddenly became extremely hot and filled with terrifying arrogance.

clang……

The high-pitched metal clashing sound made all the monks' eardrums bulge.

"Ok?"

The lanky man was shocked.

The scene that was originally expected did not appear. His sword was so fierce that it was blocked by the opponent.

Logically speaking, Xuanxian is impossible to resist.

"Humph!"

The tall and lanky man insisted on competing in sword fighting. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he flipped the ghost sword in his hand wildly, slashing towards Li Wujie with great momentum.

"Come on, come on!"

Li Wujie was extremely excited, as if he had met the best opponent that was hard to find.

In an instant, the sword skills are unpredictable, virtual and real, sometimes opening and closing, sometimes attacking and defending together.

Dang Dang Dang~!

Dang Dang Dang~!

The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, filling the vast sky.

A fierce battle broke out between the two, the swords were deadly, the energy of the swords rolled like waves, and the two completely different swords collided, the scene was like a fight between dragons and tigers.

During the whole process, their figures rose rapidly, like two bright comets rising rapidly into the sky.

"Haw him to death! Kill him to death!"

Looking at the battle in the sky, Ji Baxiao shouted emotionally.

"Brother Ji, are you okay?"

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Duxiu jumped over quickly, followed by a young man in Tsing Yi with a pot head.

"Hey, Brother Lin, are you here too?"

Ji Baxiao was surprised.

Lin Duxiu smiled bitterly and said: "I learned that you were in trouble, so of course I had to come. I also brought Senior Ye's fourth disciple with me to heal you."

"Fourth Disciple? Where are they?"

Ji Baxiao looked around.

"I, I'm here." The Jarhead boy leaned out, said hello weakly, and timidly said: "Hello..."

Ji Baxiao hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand and said excitedly: "I have admired my name for a long time! When I saw you today, it was indeed extraordinary. The senior is like a heavenly being, with the appearance of an immortal emperor!"

The first time you meet someone, you flatter him. This is Ji Baxiao's way of doing things.

The Jarhead boy was stunned. He had never met such a passionate person before. Being so close made him feel shy and nervous.

"So, I'm so famous..."

The Big Mushroom King scratched his head in embarrassment.

He has always played a transparent role in the team. He was afraid of society and had to lower his sense of existence. Unexpectedly, he was still found to be extraordinary.

In my heart, I was a little surprised for no reason!

"Yes, yes, it's like thunder!" Ji Baxiao squeezed his hand and nodded, looking sincere.

"Now that you've heard of me, there's no need to be so outspoken. Just call me by my name."

The Big Mushroom King had a crush on Ji Baxiao and said seriously.

He felt that he had gained a good friend.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Ji Baxiao's mouth twitched.

Hey, hey, I know your name?

It's just a polite word, you won't take it seriously, right?

"You...haven't you heard of it?" The Big Mushroom King noticed the clues and asked with a depressed look.

"Haha, senior's name is so famous, how could I not have heard of it? Keep it in mind!" Cold sweat broke out on Ji Baxiao's forehead.

"What do you say."

"Uh……"

Ji Baxiao winked at Lin Duxiu crazily, hoping that the other party could help him out.

Lin Duxiu turned his face away deliberately and curved the corners of his mouth in a playful way.

It's almost impossible for you to fool around!

"Sure enough, it's all fake." Big Mushroom King lowered his head sadly, causing his happiness to be in vain.

The mouth of the human race is a liar.

"Harm, this actually doesn't matter!" Ji Baxiao pressed her toes to the ground in embarrassment and tried her best to smooth things over.

"Yes, I'm not important at all. I'm going back first. Goodbye." The big mushroom king became more and more depressed, turned around and was about to leave.

Ji Baxiao: "..."

Lin Duxiu quickly took the young man's hand and said with a smile: "Big Mushroom King, Brother Ji is joking with you. Don't take it seriously."

Damn it, the big devil? !

Ji Baxiao was shocked and secretly thought that this name was really domineering.

It just doesn’t suit this temperament!

"Senior Demon King, please save our Holy Lord! I will apologize to you!"

Ji Baxiao quickly asked for help.

The Big Mushroom King also knew that it was important to save people, so he removed the rope that bound the immortals and laid the Yin-Yang Holy Master, who had been cut off at the waist, flat on the ground.

Holy Master Yin Yang's face was in pain, and the terrifying knife intent was eroding his flesh and blood, making his injuries unable to heal.

"No, it's useless. I'd rather die if I look like this..." Holy Lord Yin Yang said with a sad smile without any hope.

"As long as I'm here, you can't die!"

The Big Mushroom King said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, the handprints changed, and an emerald green light emerged from the fingers, containing full of vitality.

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, his fingers flexibly moved, and wisps of emerald green light merged into the broken waist, frantically canceling out the remaining sword intent.

Sweat dripped from Big Mushroom King's forehead, his brows furrowed, feeling the difficulty.

After all, the person who took action was an Immortal King-level sword cultivator. Even if this kind of injury was left outside, not many Immortal Kings who are proficient in medical skills can cure it, so they can only wait for death slowly.

But the Big Mushroom King practices the Qing Emperor's Secret of Immortality, and it is also a top-quality elixir. It can be said that the therapeutic effect can be superimposed a hundred times!

He has his own uniqueness!

The Big Mushroom King gritted his teeth and increased his strength.

Behind him, a strange image of a chaotic green lotus emerged, exuding an eternal and ancient aura.

Soon, the broken waist section and the remaining sword intent were wiped away. Flesh and blood sprouted like mushrooms after a spring rain. The scars all over his body gradually healed. The pale face of the Yin Yang Holy Master quickly turned rosy, and the vitality consumed in the body was restored. .

"Whoo~"

The Big Mushroom King wiped his sweat and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Done."

Holy Master Yin Yang felt unbelievable. He jumped up like a carp, walked around the execution platform as fast as flying, and said excitedly:

"Haha, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

The picture is inexplicably joyful.

"Congratulations to the Holy Lord! You have made a thousand miles! You have made great progress! You have made a difference! It feels like a lifetime ago!"

Ji Baxiao clapped his hands and shouted.

"Big Mushroom King, you are so awesome!" Lin Duxiu said in admiration.

"Yes, yes, Senior Demon King, you are the miracle doctor of this world!" Ji Baxiao gave a thumbs up.

I admire you for saving people in the name of the devil.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Holy Lord Yin Yang calmed down his excitement and secretly said that Senior Ye's disciples all possess special skills.

I can’t accept it!

In the sky.

The two were still competing in sword skills, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Chi chi chi, terrifying sword auras vibrated, ripples appeared in the void along the way.

Rumble~

The sword energy spread violently, and the two sides involuntarily distanced themselves.

The tall and lanky man's face was gloomy and terrifying, as if he couldn't accept this ironclad fact.

It was also a competition of swordsmanship, but he couldn't defeat the other party?

Moreover, the other party's sword skills were slightly superior to him!

What a shame!

Li Wujie took a long breath and said with emotion: "It's so enjoyable!"

"I heard that you are known as the Sword Demon, right?" the tall and lanky man said coldly.

Li Wujie admitted openly: "That's right, is there a problem?"

"hehe,"

The tall and lanky man sneered: "I have been on the road for many years. Because my sword is so fast and unpredictable, other strong men also gave me a title called..."

"Knife ghost!"

"Oh,"

Li Wujie held the knife on his shoulder and said calmly: "Then what?"

Seeing the other party's attitude, the tall and lanky man's veins popped out on his forehead, revealing his white teeth, "Then you can go die!!!"

Done.

The sudden change.

The lanky man's eyes turned dark, and his whole body was filled with surging evil energy. Several black arms that looked like substance stretched out from both sides of his waist. At this time, he was like a six-armed evil ghost, ferocious and terrifying.

Swish swish swish~!

Several other ghost knives were unsheathed at the same time and fell into his hand. He bit the handle of the extra ghost knife, and the blade emitted a dark halo.

The dark wind blows, ghosts cry and wolves howl.

The qi energy in the tall and lanky man's body rose to the extreme, and his face was ferocious and twisted, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

The cold voice contained murderous intent, echoing over the Yin Yang Holy Land.

"Ignorant young man, today I will let you see what the Seven Swordsman Style is!!!"