[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

The last step is the easiest to fall short.Two years later, Pudding successfully advanced to the purple grade, and turned into a purple dragon-shaped bracelet entangled on Su Shaobai's left wrist, and Su Shaobai's cultivation base also entered the Mahayana stage.

On the fifth day of January, the third day after leaving the customs, Su Shaobai received an unexpected invitation. This pale golden post came from Buchang City.

The content is also very simple. Buchangcheng wants to hold a separate "Sacred Artifact Conference" in the monk barter conference on February [-]th, and sincerely invites all swordsmiths with a green rank or higher to bring their spiritual weapons to participate in this conference.Buchangcheng is willing to provide each swordsmith with a tool stone of one of the four great stones as a reward for attending.Of course, if the swordsmith is willing, he can even auction off the spirit weapon he brought with him on the spot.

Artifact Conference?Su Shaobai raised his eyebrows and finally found a businessman who was even more treacherous than Feng Er. As soon as the news of the "Artifact Conference" came out, wouldn't the city be overwhelmed?According to the rules of the barter conference, the few "tickets" alone are enough to earn without changing cities.

Nangong Hao took out a white handkerchief, his voice was cold and stern, not angry but powerful, "Xiaobai, come here."

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Su Shaobai looked at Lord Jinzhu inexplicably, and passed the post to Nangong Hao reflexively.He found that he didn't look at himself at all, but stared at the other side.

In the corner of the cave, Bai Falcon was trying to ignore Nangong Hao's aura, turned sideways and shrunk into a ball to reduce the sense of existence. Its wings and feathers were dirty, white and gray, and it looked like it had just fought with something .Milk was dragged away by Master Shizun, and it seems that he missed this "tragic" fight.

Su Shaobai: ……………

Having the same name as a spiritual pet is really unbearable.Su Shaobai casually threw that post on the case, and he just exchanged whatever he wanted to buy. With his spirit weapon and Feng Er's medicine, what else can't be exchanged?

Master Jianxiu grabbed it from the air, and Bai Falcon fluttered its wings unwillingly and was dragged over.The tip of its left wing was bitten. With a cold face, Nangong Hao dipped some medicinal powder dissolved in water on a white handkerchief, and dabbed it on the bitten wing tip of the White Falcon. The White Falcon was pinched by him, Wanting to struggle but not daring to struggle, he kept looking at his master's face with round glass eyes, his small appearance was terribly aggrieved.

"Strange, it seems to be a bit devilish." Nangong Hao paused for a moment, and carefully examined Bai Falcon's wound.

"This is the Eastern Emperor's Continent, not the Qi'ao State. Where does the devil energy come from? The breath of the devil cultivator is quite possible." Su Shaobai patted the Lord Gold Master on the shoulder, and tactfully pleaded for Bai Falcon.This is the sequelae, right?After chasing demonized beasts for 20 years, everything seems to be filled with demonic energy.

Nangong Hao let go of Bai Falcon, and that bastard fled back to the corner of the wall, and continued to shrink there aggrieved to fix up his broken self-esteem.

White light drifted away from the entrance of the cave, and a letter talisman fell on Su Shaobai's hand in the blink of an eye.The letter talisman of the head of the Boshan School.

The letter mentioned euphemistically that it was a false statement that a school was established in Cangjing Mountain a year ago, and Posuomen was established.In the past, new sects like Boshan Party might not have cared.But looking at it now, the emergence of false rumors not only shakes the status of the Boshan faction, but also involves the punishment of Xu Yi, a villain.The Boshan faction once sent someone to communicate with Huayan about Xu Yi, hoping that he would hand over Xu Yi to the Boshan faction.Unfortunately, he was indifferent to this and still went his own way.Invisibly, the two sides are in the same situation.

The second day of February is the day when the Boshan School holds the Hundred Instruments Conference.

A few days ago, Xu Yi sent out a letter of challenge to the Boshan faction with the name of lying. Swordsmiths should also go up to compete.In order to live up to the name of the Hundred Instruments Conference.He spoke falsely on behalf of his master and challenged the Boshan faction.In this competition, if someone from the Boshan faction can win the Hundred Weapons Conference, he is willing to destroy his spiritual root and let the Boshan faction fall.If the Boshan sect can't win against the lies, they will publicly apologize to Xu Yi, return his innocence, and give the name of the world's number one swordsmith sect to Posuomen!Of course, if the Boshan faction dared not take up the challenge, they would not have to trouble their master and apprentice in the future!

At this moment, my mind is full of excitement, the head of the sect has only one meaning, to invite Su Shaobai to attend the Hundred Artifacts Conference to be the boss of the Boshan School.It is false to say that now the arrogance is in full swing, he is a Qingpin swordsmith, and he is expected to be even more powerful with the moon book in hand.In this Hundred Artifacts Conference, the Boshan faction's hope of suppressing lies and promises can only be placed on Su Shaobai.

It seems must go.

Su Shaobai sighed, his son is a Zhongshan wolf, and if he succeeds, he will be rampant.

Nangong Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at the little cook, what's wrong?

Su Shaobai repeated to him the content of the master letter talisman.

"With such arrogance, how sure is Xu Yi of victory?" Nangong Hao frowned.If the false statement was the swordsmith they had met in Po Whirling Mirror Sky, then no matter whether it was a wish or a false statement, they were definitely not reckless.As Su Shaobai, they couldn't have imagined that the Boshan faction would let the little cook go out to suppress the market.Even if Su Shaobai failed to advance, he is at least a Blue Grade.The Qingpin who is talking nonsense against Su Shaobai's Lanpin, although it is not certain to lose, the winning rate is always extremely low.They will be so provocative, obviously relying on something.

"It should be a rising grade." Su Shaobai played with the post, and the pale golden post flew like a golden butterfly between his fingers, "It is clearly written in the Mochizuki manual that for swordsmiths above Qing rank, even if they forge The grade of the spiritual weapon is above the green grade, and the initial grade is only the green grade. After the upgrade requires monks to use the spiritual weapon to reach the realm of human-machine fusion, it can't be seen at the scene."

"That is to say, no matter what grade of spiritual weapon you create, it will be regarded as green grade in the eyes of the scene?"

Su Shaobai curled his lips, "Yes. Assuming that they have the highest-grade toolstones in their hands, and they are sure to forge green-grade spiritual weapons, and the chance of magical powers is not low when they usually forge spiritual tools, then this is already in their hands. Invincible. After all, a draw is not better than nonsense. Others haven't read the Mochizuki, so they don't know that there is such a thing as a promotion."

"What kind of top-grade toolstone will they have in their hands?"

"With such a great grasp, it should be the number one "Nothing." The piece of nothing in Su Shaobai's own hand was also obtained from Po Whirling Mirror Sky.It's not too strange to say that after staying in Po Whirling Mirror Sky for so long, it's not too strange to have "De Wu" in your hand.On the contrary, Su Shaobai also has this matter in his hands, and it is difficult to guess the nonsense and promise.

"According to what you say, isn't it impossible to defeat them at all?" Nangong Hao's handsome sword eyebrows frowned.The same Qingpin, the same implement stone, if they have different supernatural powers, it can only be counted as a tie.For the Boshan faction, to win is to lose.

"Unfortunately, it was me they met." Su Shaobai looked at Nangong Hao proudly, raised his brows and eyes, full of ambition, and said word by word, "Definitely~defeated~no~doubt!" To create a peerless magic weapon for the patron, the kind that dominates the world!

"It's up to you. Go see Xiao Hei in a few days?" Nangong Hao couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the corner of the little cook's slightly raised lips.Just now, he caught a glimpse of the letter that did not change the city, and suddenly remembered that not far from the city, on the east coast, there was another beast of his own.The corners of Su Shaobai's lips curled up, he and Lord Jin finally had a tacit understanding, if he wanted to win, he had to go to Xiao Hei to ask for something.

The news that Su Shaobai and Hua Yan would attend the competition of the Hundred Artifacts Competition quickly spread to the entire Eastern Emperor Continent like a tide.

On the way to the east coast, Su Shaobai received a letter from Feng Er.In the letter, Feng Er firmly expressed his position of standing with him forever, and said that watching the excitement is not a big deal, he has already used all the profits of Lingyun Pavilion this year to bet on Su Shaobai to win.In case of losing, the little cook will be responsible for paying the loss.

Another profiteer who never loses money!Su Shaobai couldn't laugh or cry and threw the letter to the milk to grind his claws.

Fishermen along the coast of the East China Sea have enjoyed a very comfortable life in recent decades. A black mythical beast appeared in the sea. It will not only rescue fishing boats during storms, but also drive fish into fishermen's nets when they are in a good mood. It seems to be their patron saint.The beast has a huge body, and there are two scars on the left cheek that cross into the shape of "X", which is very recognizable.In the past, if fishermen saw it, they would throw boiled crabs into the water to feed it.I don't know why, but it obviously lives in the sea, but it likes to eat cooked crabs unimaginably.

The sea rises and the moon rises, and the tides sound at the end of the world.The sea and the sky are the same color, the moonlight is like silver, and the silver light of the dots on the sea is just like a sky full of stars, forming an interesting contrast.

The white falcon raised its head and screamed, spreading its wings and darting into the distance.Nangong Hao raised his finger and sent out a sword aura along the surface of the sea. The silver-white sword aura was like a huge sword, sinking into the sea without a sound, and scattered into countless sword shadows, spreading in all directions.

Su Shaobai imitated what he did many years ago, set up a pot to cook crabs, and prepared to make a meeting gift for Xiao Hei later.Back then, I said I came to see it after leaving the Biluo Secret Realm. As a result, everything was delayed, and it took decades in a blink of an eye.

After half a stick of incense time passed, a huge black shadow quickly swam out from under the sea surface and headed straight for the sea surface.

"Wow!" The arc-shaped head, which was the size of two or three rooms, stuck out of the water, shaking its head and wagging its tail, happily rushing towards Nangong Hao and Su Shaobai on the water.

The milk without a shield for self-defense was splashed all over. It shook its fur angrily, jumped onto the top of Xiao Hei's head, and stomped on the water-glowing black body of the Wannian Golden Eyed Beast with its front paws in retaliation. scalp.The white falcon folded its wings and landed next to it, stretched out its paws to step on Milk's feet, venting its anger for Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei, who had two large white hair balls squatting on his head, did not dare to move, for fear of dropping them into the sea, so he could only flick his tail slightly, looking at his master.

Nangong Hao reached out and touched its head, opened a box of milky white pills and fed it, "You have done a good job these years, and if things go on like this, you will be destined for heaven."

Those pills melted in the mouth, they were all produced by Feng Er, the little black and golden eyes looked at Nangong Hao with sparkling eyes, and the tail wagged even more cheerfully.

"It's cooked, it's cooked, come and eat." Su Shaobai threw the crabs in the pot into the sea.

The Wannian Golden Eyed Beast rushed over cheerfully.As soon as it moved, the two white fur balls on top of its head slipped and rolled into the sea with a crackling sound.Fortunately, Bai Falcon grabbed the milk and put it back on top of Xiao Hei's head.

Xiao Hei had no choice but to change his table demeanor from being hungry to eating slowly, for fear of throwing the white hairy balls on his head into the sea again.The two and the three beasts ate happily under the moonlight.Su Shaobai also successfully obtained Xiao Hei's consent, and took three drops of Wannian blood essence from its forehead.

On the second day of February, it was clear after the snow, Lotus Valley, Hundred Artifacts Conference.

The cold air could not stop the enthusiasm of the monks at all. Since the early morning, the monks came in groups and came in droves.The misty Fulu Mountain was once popular.

At that time, the five short peaks around the Lotus Valley were already overcrowded, and the gap between the peaks was also full of flying weapons for casual cultivators.Boiling against the sky.In this Hundred Artifacts Conference, not only can the swordsmiths be selected as usual, but also two of the most famous swordsmiths are able to refine weapons at the same time. How could monks miss it?

Because of the competition between Huayan and Su Shaobai, Huang Pin's swordsmiths deliberately postponed the competition after their competition.Of course, the Huangpin swordsmiths are very happy to observe the competition between these two legendary powers.

But what about people?

The lotus heart of the Lotus Valley, the huge bowl-shaped yellow stone platform, at the moment there is only one sitting on a jade chair, Xu Yan and Xu Yi, and Elder Xu of the Boshan School.

Su Shaobai and Nangong Hao went directly to the scene according to the time. Seeing the huge bowl-shaped stone platform shining in the sun from a distance, Su Shaobai couldn't help feeling a lot. Every swordsmith has only one chance. That is the ambition of being a young man, that is the ambition of becoming famous in one fell swoop, and that is the dream of "the world's magic weapon, who else but me".The moment every Huangpin swordsmith stepped into the Hundred Weapons Conference, his path of swordsmith truly started.

Unexpectedly, after decades, I would have the opportunity to appear on this stage again!

This Hundred Instruments Conference will start with a one-man duel between Su Shaobai and Huayan.This is the duel of the world's number one swordsmith!

As soon as Su Shaobai and Nangong Hao appeared, the scene suddenly fell silent.The domineering sword energy on Nangong Hao made many monks around him unable to breathe.

Seeing the two of them appear, the head of Boshan School and several elders around him breathed a sigh of relief.It's finally here!The other green swordsmiths of the Boshan School were also present, except Elder Wen who was in retreat.

"Brother Dao, long time no see." Su Shaobai stood still on the stone platform, and bowed his body to the opposite.At this moment, the false statement is already a high-crowned, hale and hearty monk.He sat calmly on a white jade chair, not at all recognizable of his downcast appearance.Xu Yi was wearing a brocade robe intersected with purple and gold, standing beside Hua Yan, with a proud face.

"Long time no see, little friend, do you still remember what the old man entrusted to you that day?" The presumptuous gaze swept across Su Shaobai and landed on Nangong Hao.

Oops!Su Shaobai frowned, even if Wei Ruofeng died, he would cut a sword on his stele.This is Nangong Hao's promise to the false rumors.

"He doesn't have a stele." Nangong Hao met the staring gaze calmly, "Among the 170 and [-] five steles in Qinglan Gate, there is no stele with the words "Wei Ruofeng" written on it."

Qinglan Gate?What happened to Guan Qinglanmen, the monks present were a little confused, only the faces of Qinglanmen changed slightly, what is the relationship between Elder Wei and false words?

Su Shaobai looked at Nangong Hao in surprise, when did he go to Qinglanmen, how could he not know?

Nangong Hao glanced back at the little cook, and said softly, "When you were kidnapped." In order not to let go of any possibility, apart from the Boshan School, there are several swordsmith sects who might be envious of Su Shaobai. Nangong Haodu, Xia Mo and the others visited secretly separately, among them was Qinglanmen.He went to look for it, but couldn't find Wei Ruofeng's stele.

"Humph!" Hua Yan snorted softly, and he himself had someone look at it, and it was indeed the same as what Nangong Hao said, there was no stele for Wei Ruofeng.It is said that the man fell into the mouth of a strange beast by accident, leaving no bones left.So there are only memorial tablets, no tombstones.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a few years, but the little brat back then could become the number one swordsmith in the Eastern Emperor's Continent." Hua Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his gaze back to Su Shaobai.

"If Brother Dao is willing, Shaobai is willing to throw a banquet to welcome Brother Dao out of the secret realm."

"Master, there's no need to talk to such nonsense villains like them." Xu Yi took half a step forward, staring at Su Shaobai with righteous indignation.

Su Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, "The talent of talking nonsense, I'm afraid only you have it here."

"It's useless to talk, let's start." Hua Yan raised his hand to signal Xu Yi to shut up, and signaled Elder Xu who was waiting beside him for a long time.

Elder Xu, who was dressed in a yellow gown, smiled and announced to the monks on the five peaks, "This competition is limited to seven days, and the winner will be judged by the final rank and the decisions of the eleven swordsmith elders," and then turned to the field "Do you two have any objections?"

Both Hua Yan and Su Shaobai shook their heads, Elder Xu was about to announce the start when Xu Yi suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Seeing that all the monks were looking at him, Xu Yi stood with his hands behind his back, looked around, and spoke eloquently, "I believe you all have heard more or less the slanderous words of Xu from the Boshan Party. As I said before, today's competition, There is an additional condition. If Su Shaobai wins, Xu is willing to destroy his spiritual roots and let the Boshan faction send him down. If Su Shaobai cannot defeat my master, the Boshan faction will publicly apologize to Xu and admit that I am a mother-in-law. It is the number one school of swordsmiths in the world."

There was a sudden silence all around, and then started whispering again.The rumors I heard before are actually true?

Elder Zhao, who was in charge of punishment behind the head, snorted heavily, a good apprentice taught by Elder Li!

Elder Xu coughed a few times, and when he saw the head of the Boshan faction nodding, he repeated what Xu Yi said loudly, and said to Hua Yan, Su Shaobai, and the head of the Boshan faction behind him, "I agree with you." ?”

Seeing that everyone nodded, Elder Xu stepped back from the stone platform.

"Dang...dang...dang..." Three bells and chimes with a long aftertaste leisurely knocked on the entire Lotus Valley.Wufeng also gradually calmed down.

The halo on the edge of the bowl-shaped stone platform suddenly deepened, like smoke and mist, the magic circle was activated, and slowly flew into the air.At the same time, a five-foot-high wall of light shot out from the smooth ground, and the silver-white wall of light rose up on the Hundred Artifacts Platform, criss-crossing and forming two temporary refining rooms.

The four people on the stone platform were immediately isolated in their respective spaces, except for the sky above their heads, they were temporarily isolated from the world.And the monks who sat on the top of the five peaks to watch the Hundred Artifacts Conference could take advantage of the condescending advantage to have a panoramic view of the situation in the two refining rooms.The Hundred Artifacts Stone slowly flew to a height of more than a hundred feet, and then began to rotate extremely slowly, so that the monks on the five peaks could watch the situation in the refining room.

Seeing the utensil stones taken out on both sides, the monks on the five peaks, as well as the elders of various sects and sects on the leaf-shaped magic utensils, were all surprised.The tool stones taken out on both sides are exactly the same!It was as transparent and clear as clean water, and if it wasn't for the continuous golden light around it, it would be hard to see the edge of the implement stone.

What kind of implement stone is this?The monks of various sects on Wufeng talked a lot, but no one knew the origin of the implement stone.The golden light is the sky, and the silver light is the earth. This implement stone is actually a kind of heavenly material that has never been seen before?

Of course Su Shaobai couldn't hear the sound from outside.He first took out his own Wushi, and then took out a bunch of purple flame stones.The pudding with the bracelet on his wrist immediately jumped on it with vigor and vigor.

Then he took out the beast soul stone that he got later.Su Shaobai weighed the black stone, this beast soul stone could be fought by two powerful demonized beasts under the restriction, it must not be an ordinary beast soul stone.

That's right, he wants to combine the Beast Soul Stone and Wulian.In order to counteract the repulsion, he had to ask the Wannian Golden Eyed Beast for three drops of forehead essence blood.

Nangong Hao sat cross-legged in a corner of the refining room, silently looking at the little cook.He stayed here just worried that Xu Yi would play some tricks when the little cook was refining the utensils.Now it is an unexpected harvest to see the little chef's concentration and high spirits when he is refining the weapon.

The flames became a furnace, and the precious light shone in all directions.Forty hours later, Huayan was the first to leave the refining room.

Twilight blends, day and night intersect, in the gray sky, the monks on the five peaks can't help but widen their eyes, except for the hilt of the sword with the spirit beads embedded in their hands, they can't see anything!

Then, with the slight movement of the hands of the false words, they immediately felt a huge sword energy, flying sand and flying stones, strong winds, the sky was dark, avoid its edge!

On the mountain peak to the north of Lianhua Valley, a golden light suddenly flashed.It was a sword shadow!After a moment, it draws a graceful arc and disappears.The wind stopped and the sand stopped, and the moonlight illuminated the fields again.Nothing has changed on the mountain.

Everyone was wondering, "Boom!" The monks sitting on the North Peak suddenly felt their bodies shaking, and hurriedly stepped on the flying machine and left.The peak of the small half of the North Peak broke along a huge slant and slid to the foot of the mountain, shaking the entire Lotus Valley.The fracture at the oblique mark is as smooth as a cut, which is exactly where the sword shadow flashed just now.A sword shadow swung casually can cut off a mountain peak! ! ! !

Swordsman, show it to be empty, open it to benefit, then use it to strike, and first use it to reach.Is for the king.

Invisible, invisible, powerful, hard to guard against!

All the monks present were silent and could not speak at all.This sword is like this in the hands of a swordsmith, but if it is in the hands of a sword repairman, wouldn't the sky and the earth change color, and the sun and the moon will be dimmed?

"Qingpin is superior!" the foreign affairs disciple in charge of the inspection said loudly to the remaining Sifeng with lingering fear.

The eyes of the monks could not help but focus on the remaining refining room. Is there any possibility for Su Shaobai to win with such a fatal weapon?

No.40 two hours.

The night is like water, and the sky is densely covered with red clouds, like waves and waves, and the shape is not clear, covering the entire sky airtight, so dark that it makes people breathless.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light split the dark night sky, with astonishing momentum, it rushed towards the Lotus Valley like a dragon swimming into the sea.Silence is better than sound, there was obviously no sound around, but the monks widened their eyes as if they heard thunder.what is that?Supernatural powers?The dark clouds in the sky disperse when they meet the light, and they are fleeting.

On the stone platform, Su Shaobai and Nangong Hao finally left the refining room.

He also held a long sword in his hand, which almost blended into the night in the dark night. The hilt of the sword was black and shone with golden light, and the teeth patterns were interlaced as ornaments.The sword grid is propped up like wings, and the beast's head is crawling into lines, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance.The sword body is four feet long and one inch wide.Three curves and six sides, the shape near the sword frame is like a lotus flower in flames, and the middle is hollowed out with flowing fire patterns, corresponding to the sword frame.The spine of the sword is clean and neat, with the pattern of thousands of beasts from the back, wrapped around it, awe-inspiring.

Every time he took a step, the sword light flashed like lightning, and it shone like the sun in the night, opening and closing vertically and horizontally, like a divine soldier coming to the world, looking at it with pride, making every monk present have difficulty breathing, but The blood spurts, ready to move, just want to give it a try!As soon as the sword was taken out, not to mention human voices, the entire Lotus Valley, even beasts and birds, were devoid of breath.

Su Shaobai held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and swung his sword again towards the damaged North Peak.Dark clouds cover the sky, strong winds blow, and the sky and the earth change color!

The sword light flickered, and the animal pattern flowed up. A huge strange beast rushed out first. Its one horn was like a sword, its back had fish scales, and its four hooves made wind. The golden light outlined its majestic outline, and the soul of all beasts followed it. The footsteps rushed out!They turned into entities in the air, menacing and ferocious!

Most of the remaining peaks of the North Peak were instantly trampled down by thousands of beasts, and then, led by the unicorn beast in front, this group of strange beasts ran for dozens of miles. Being trampled badly.

Wan Ren Sword.

There is no front in straightness, no top in action, no bottom in cases, and no side to luck.Go up to the floating clouds and go down to the Jedi era.

Thousands of beasts and souls, who will fight for the front!

The entire Lotus Valley, including the false words and Xu Yi, was shocked by Su Shaobai's sword!There was no sound for a long time.

In the end, after Elder Xu reminded him, the foreign affairs disciple hurried over to inspect the sword, "Qingpin, superior!"

Everyone was a little surprised, wasn't that golden light just a magical power?

Even so, the two swords were of the same high-grade green grade, but they were comparable in power. There was no need for the elders sitting on the leaf-shaped spiritual weapons to fight, and everyone present also divided the winners and losers in their hearts at the same time.

"You really are a sword-making wizard!" He sighed sincerely, staring at the sword in Su Shaobai's hand, his eyes bursting with fanatical brilliance.When the two stones are blended together, they can be born and restrained, and shine brilliantly.This method is really exquisite and shocking!

At this moment, Nangong Hao's figure swayed, and he dodged to intercept Xu Yi who wanted to sneak away, "Where are you going?"

"My master is on the same level as him, so it can only be considered a tie!" Xu Yi quibbled. "If you don't defeat my master, you Boshan sect will lose!"

"Then you can wait for the result!" Nangong Hao's eyes were three points colder than his voice.

"..." Xu Yi's chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth and stared at Su Shaobai. After a while, he suddenly smiled at Nangong Hao and said, "Okay."

Nangong Hao personally delivered the two long swords to the blade-shaped aircraft.Everyone waited with bated breath.

Only Xu Yi approached Su Shaobai quietly.Suddenly pulled out a dagger glowing with turquoise light, and stabbed fiercely at Su Shaobai's back!If you want him to destroy his own spiritual roots, he is better than a dead fish!

He stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment!When the monks from Sifeng noticed the situation here, it was already too late to help.Nangong Hao's eyes darkened slightly.

The purple flame rose suddenly, a fire dragon soared into the sky, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Xu Yi in a blink of an eye!

"Ah!" A sharp scream sounded, Xu Yi's body was bitten horizontally by the fire dragon, and he rushed straight to the sky, frightened to pieces!

The monks looked at each other in surprise, when did the swordsmith become so powerful!

"Clang!" A dark green dagger fell between Su Shaobai and Hua Yan.

Lu Yan shook his head, lowered his head and did not speak.

"Pudin!" Su Shaobai beckoned, and the purple fire dragon dashed back to the ground, opened its mouth and threw Xu Yi on the stage, shrinking back half a foot.Su Shaobai looked at the obediently coiled purple dragon-shaped bracelet on his wrist, and curled his mouth. With this item, the gold master can leave him a few steps away in peace.

Xu Yi lay down on the stone platform with a pale complexion, puffs of white smoke came out of his body, his chest, back and legs and ankles were burned to pieces by the pudding flames, black and red mottled, his body was constantly shaking, I don't know if it's scary or painful.

"The eleven elders unanimously agreed that Su Shaobai wins!" Elder Xu stood on the blade-shaped flying weapon and looked around the four peaks, and reported loudly, his eyes swept over Xu Yi who was lying there. "Xu Yi, do you still remember what I said 42 hours ago?"

"Destroy the spiritual root!" Someone shouted from an unknown corner of the audience.

"Yes! Waste the spirit root!" Many monks shouted.

"Xu Yi, you poisoned your fellow Taoists and harmed your fellow sects. According to the rules of my Boshan sect, you should strip off your spiritual roots on the spiritual platform of the Dianjin building, and die with a hundred fires. On the way back to the Boshan sect, you Escaped halfway, and betrayed the teacher, bit back, two crimes and punished, should be stripped of spiritual roots, destroyed fetal foundation, punished by five thunderbolts!" Elder Li stood up from the blade-shaped flying machine, said word by word.

"Master, save me!" Hearing Elder Li's words, Xu Yi suddenly raised his head, struggling to crawl towards Hua Yan, "Master!"

She glanced at him silently, then turned her head away.What he hated the most in his life were fratricide and sneak attacks from behind. He didn't expect that he would choose such a person after a thousand choices!

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Nangong Hao flicked out a stream of fire, and calmly raised his eyebrows at Elder Li, "It's better for me to do it for you!" If this person is not eliminated, he will cause harm to the world!

"Boom!" The red flame landed on Xu Yi's body, and immediately ignited raging flames all over him! "

"Ah!" Xu Yi yelled heart-piercingly, clutching his abdomen in vain, the fetal foundation and spiritual roots in his abdomen were being burned alive.

Nangong Haoxuan stood beside Su Shaobai, and said calmly to Xu Yi who was struggling, "Cut the grass and roots! Listen to what you say."

Xu Yi's body in the flames paused, and then, a silver-white sword light ended his monkhood.

You deserve what you deserve.Su Shaobai shook his head, this nightmare should be over from today.

The flames continued, and Xu Yi's body turned into a pool of scorched dust under the disgusted gaze of the monks.Ashes to ashes.

Wang Yan bowed his hands to Su Shaobai lightly, and left the scene sadly.

"Senior brother!" "Shaobai!" "Brother Su!" Su Shaobai originally wanted to say something to Lian Yan, but was separated by the elders and disciples who swarmed up.

After being finally taken away from the circle of monks by Nangong Hao, Su Shaobai looked around and said to Nangong Hao, "Do you think there is something missing?"

Nangong Hao:?

Su Shaobai looked around again, and finally remembered what this sense of disobedience was, "Where's Feng Er?" How could he be missing in this kind of time to join in the fun?