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

Jianshou Peak.

Bai Wu lay back in the chair, glanced at the monks around him, and raised his eyelids:

"Why are you all standing there? Keep playing the music and dancing. Go do whatever you need to do. I'm still waiting for my nephew to win the Kendo Tournament in seven days."

Then he sighed:

"I don't know if I can see this scene in my lifetime. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the next Kendo Tournament."

The monks around him understood instantly:

I see. There will only be second and third place winners in this kendo competition.

One of the monks looked bitter:

"It seems that it has become even more difficult for me, Li Xunhuan, to become the third place in the imperial examination."

"By the way, for this Kendo meet, I have no other requests, just two words:

Fair, fair, and damn fair!

Everyone understands, right? "

Bai Wu emphasized.

"We understand! We understand!"

But could you please put down these flying swords of yours?

It's just a competition, so you still have to compete. If you let someone win, you have to do it wisely.

Bai Wu is almost stating that he has chosen the leader, but who would dare to object?

Didn’t you see that several big bosses from the sword-cultivating sects were just standing there in silence?

Eighty years old that year, standing like a minion!

All the cultivators dispersed one after another, only the great cultivator standing on the flat ground on the top of Jianshou Peak had not left, all of them were cultivators in the third realm.

"Senior Bai Wu, based on my understanding of the old bald donkey in the Pure Land Temple, I'm afraid he won't let this go. It's better to be careful."

Jian Shengchun reminded.

"Yeah, that's good."

Bai Wu nodded and said he liked this style very much.

Jian Shengchun and the other practitioners behind him felt their teeth aching when they saw him like this.

What do you mean? Are you planning to catch them all in one fell swoop?

After some more exchanges, these sects expressed their welcome to Bai Wu as a visitor and then left.

......

“Tongtian Palace Today’s News:

Shocked! The list of disciples of Jianshou Peak was revealed by the Pure Land Temple. Is this the annihilation of humanity or the decline of morality?

However, the Pure Land Temple’s spokesperson, Elder Famang, made an emergency public relations statement saying that this was pure slander and that the temple was already studying how to resolve the issue.

Shock! The heir of Jianshou Peak reappeared. The junior brother from that year showed up and shocked the whole audience with his first move. He destroyed Faxun with one sword.

Shocked! According to practitioners near the Pure Land Temple, several rainbow lights returned to the Pure Land Temple within one day. It seems that the Pure Land Temple is summoning great practitioners to return to the sect for a big move. "

Inside a restaurant, today's latest news was posted on a wall, and the guests were talking about it.

"This Pure Land Temple is not a human being. They actually led Jianshou Peak to destruction just to refine a sword."

"Now that we have been exposed in public, I don't know how the Pure Land Temple will cope with the situation from now on."

"Hey, don't you know yet? This Pure Land Temple has summoned all the ascetics back to the temple. Guess what he wants to do?"

"They won't cause trouble for Jianshou Peak, right? So bold? The whole world is watching them now."

"Hard to say."

Someone in the restaurant clicked his tongue and shook his head meaningfully.

If he remembered correctly, when Monk Facun had just come out to gain experience, there was an incident where someone killed his own people because of a rare treasure. It was suppressed by the Pure Land Temple, but there will always be people who will not forget it.

The next day, a magnificent flying boat flew out from the Pure Land Temple and slowly flew towards the Jianshou Peak.

Inside the flying boat, the twenty-three third-level practitioners from the Pure Land Temple were all filled with indignation.

Senior Brother Faxun\Junior Brother was killed. Could it be that they took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the Pure Land Temple?

Putting aside the facts, how dare you kill people from my Pure Land Temple?

Of course, there were also practitioners who had not boarded the flying boat, but they were very few and far between.

At the innermost part of the flying boat, the old monk Facun's cloudy eyes showed a hint of confusion, but soon regained clarity.

He didn't have much time left. The Ananda Sword, which he had spent decades of hard work and life to cultivate, was also destroyed. His life was coming to an end.

He is going to die soon, so what does the great cause have to do with him?

If there is a Buddha in the world, then why don't we see the monks who practice hard in his temples attaining paradise?

Stop it! Stop it!

The flying boat is not fast. At this speed, it will take two days to reach a distance of ten thousand miles.

When the people in the cultivation world heard the news, they were surprised that the Pure Land Temple had lost all its face and the entire sect came out in full force to bully Jianshou Peak, which only had two people, one of whom was even a cultivator in the second realm.

More and more people rushed to Jianshou Peak, wanting to witness this battle with a huge disparity in strength.

......

"Senior Bai Wu, the Pure Land Temple is coming with great force. Why don't we take shelter from them for a while? We at Qianniao Temple are willing to provide you with a place to stay. There are also great monks of the fourth realm in the temple. We are not afraid of that monk Facun."

The flying boat was getting closer and closer, and another person came to Jianshou Peak to persuade Bai Wu to go to their sect.

Bai Wu was a little surprised. Could it be that the sword he struck the day before yesterday had not woken these people up?

There's nothing to be afraid of in just the four realms.

Finally, at noon on the third day after the incident, in full view of everyone, the flying boat carrying the practitioners of the Pure Land Temple arrived above Jianshou Peak.

A muscular monk stood at the head of the flying boat, and his mighty voice echoed up and down Jianshou Peak:

"You have destroyed our sect's most precious treasure. Bai Wu, come and die immediately!"

Countless practitioners around Jianshou Peak and even within a radius of ten miles were watching this scene.

After hearing this voice, many monks became even more shameless towards the Pure Land Temple.

Good fellow, you didn't say a word about wiping out an entire sect just to forge a sword!

"Xiaoying, go warm up a bowl of wine for me."

The white mist's voice was faint, but it spread all around.

Today, he will follow Guan Yu's example and kill Hua Tuo with warm wine!

His eyes moved slightly upwards, and he saw that on the flying boat, twenty-three third-level practitioners were standing on the deck. Their aura was like a mountain condensed together, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

This is the foundation of the major human race today.

"Boy, die!"

The Vajra monk raised his eyebrows, looked like an angry Vajra, jumped down from the flying boat, and his right fist seemed to have gathered ten thousand tons of force, pressing the air so hard that it made a whistling sound, and rushed straight into the white fog.

Bai Wu didn't move, but just opened his mouth slightly.

Inside his heart, the flying sword that had gathered countless materials from his fellow brothers leaped up and down, day after day for thirty years, and finally jumped out of his mouth.

The flowing light gently brushed across the face of Monk Vajra.

It's like raindrops falling into a pond, so natural and harmonious.

"Clap!"

Monk King Kong fell headfirst onto the plain ground of Jianshou Peak and turned into a pool of flesh paste.

The flowing light turned back to the white mist, jumping up and down happily and nimbly, like a newborn monkey.

The pupils of the Pure Land Temple monks who saw this scene all dilated and could not suppress their inner shock.

Although we know that Bai Wu's sword skills are amazing and he killed Senior Brother Faxun with one sword, shouldn't that sword be the limit of his sword skills?

But even so, they still didn't show any sign of panic.

I have twenty-two third-level practitioners in my Pure Land Temple, plus one fourth-level great practitioner. Can you defeat me in one second?