Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

"It seems that I am not needed here. I will go to see where I am needed."

Jun Yu looked around, then flicked his sleeves and jumped out of the tower.

"Big Brother, wait for me!" Baili Dongjun shouted and followed closely.

Baili Chengfeng glanced at Feng Qiuyu and Yin Luoxia, but did not follow them. Instead, he waited silently.

Nothing can happen at this time.

In the distance, Sikong Changfeng was leisurely fighting with the five Nanjue masters of Tianxuan Elder. He saw the two junior sisters solve the opponent with his peripheral vision. He suddenly smashed the silver dragon spear in his hand and immediately knocked back the five people of Tianxuan Elder.

Sikong Changfeng's body slowly rose and stood in the air, holding the silver dragon spear.

"Enough of playing, it's time to send you off!"

Old Man Tianxuan looked at Sikong Changfeng and sneered, "How shameless! Your strength is at most in the late stage of Da Xiaoyao, and I am also Da Xiaoyao, and I have four helpers in Fuyao Realm. Do you know what you are talking about?"

Although he said so, Old Man Tianxuan was still shocked that he had reached the realm of Gun Immortal at such a young age.

He lived for more than 60 years before he broke through the realm of Da Xiaoyao. It's really annoying to compare people!

"Haha, old man, have you ever heard a saying that there is a gap even in the same realm."

"And the gap between us can be described as a world of difference!"

Sikong Changfeng chuckled, his long hair fluttering, and the silver dragon spear in his hand shone.

Old Man Tianxuan's eyes condensed, and he whispered: "He is going to use the strongest attack. After joining forces to block his attack, it will be his doomsday."

The four Nan Jue masters nodded, and their aura burst out.

Sikong Changfeng closed his eyes, and the silver dragon spear slowly floated above his head.

A silver light flashed, and a lifelike silver dragon suddenly appeared, roaring to the sky, and its huge body rushed straight into the sky.

"This... why does it feel like a real dragon?!" A Nan Jue master wiped his eyes and said in disbelief.

Old Man Tianxuan shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, how can there be a dragon in this world!"

"Roar!"

A thunderous dragon roar came from the sky, and the silver dragon rolled in the clouds, then rushed out of the clouds and headed straight for Sikong Changfeng.

"Get ready!"

Old Man Tianxuan's breath was agitated, and an ancient fishing rod appeared in his hand, "Haha, I haven't caught a dragon in this life. Although it's fake, it still makes people look forward to it!"

Sikong Changfeng opened his eyes, made a seal with his hands, and shouted:

"Dragon Soul Merge!"

The silver dragon instantly swallowed Sikong Changfeng, circled in the air, and then the dragon head slowly looked at Old Man Tianxuan.

A pair of deep black pupils flashed with a faint cold light.

"This is..." Elder Tianxuan was startled, and felt that this pair of pupils was somewhat familiar.

"Where did the boy go?" A Nan Jue master looked around the void, but did not find the shadow of Sikong Changfeng.

Elder Tianxuan heard this, and his heart skipped a beat.

Impossible!

There can't be such a demonic magic in the world!

But the next second broke his cognition.

"Old man, shocking!"

A voice came out of the silver dragon's mouth, with a hint of ridicule.

"How... can you... speak!" Elder Tianxuan was shocked and said in horror.

The other four Nan Jue masters were stunned, this is a monster!

"Not only can I speak, I can also fly!"

A laugh sounded, Sikong Changfeng, no, the silver dragon swung its dragon body, and its huge body rushed straight to Elder Tianxuan.

"Not good!"

Old Man Tianxuan's hair stood on end, a breath of death surged into his heart, and he shouted angrily.

"Don't be dazed, use all your strength, or we will all die!"

The four Nan Jue masters were awakened by the shout, and their bodies shuddered. Seeing the huge silver dragon rushing towards them, they didn't care about being shocked, and hurriedly used their strongest skills!

"Broken Mountain Knife!"

"Wild Wind Knife Technique!"

"Hegemony Knife Technique!"

"Sword Drawing Technique!"

"Sky-hanging Fishing Technique!"

Old Man Tianxuan swung his hand, and the ancient fishing rod in his hand emitted a hazy light and went straight to the silver dragon.

The silver dragon's eyes showed a hint of contempt, and watching the powerful attack coming, the silver dragon claws slapped.

Boom——

The attacks of Old Man Tianxuan and the other five were instantly annihilated.

The dragon claws were raised again, and slowly slapped towards Old Man Tianxuan and the other five.

"No——"

Old Man Tianxuan looked up at the huge dragon claws slapping, and felt desperate and unwilling.

Bang——

The Nantian Tower shook!

A big pit appeared, and five people including Elder Tianxuan were lying at the bottom of the pit, their robes torn and their breath gone.

After the silver dragon circled once, a silver light flashed, and a figure fell down.

Sikong Changfeng stood at the edge of the pit, with the silver dragon spear against the ground, supporting him from falling. At this moment, his face was pale and he was gasping for breath.

"It's powerful, but the power consumption is too terrible!"

Sikong Changfeng showed a trace of bitternessSmile, two claws exhausted his true energy.

The huge movement made by Sikong Changfeng attracted the attention of all around.

Song Yanhui also fought with five Nan Jue masters at the beginning, and then was startled by the movement in the distance.

He looked over and saw that Senior Brother Changfeng was showing his power and killed five Nan Jue masters at once.

"I don't play anymore!"

Song Yanhui's robe fluttered, and the light on his body slowly emerged.

His transformation frightened the five people on the opposite side and changed their faces.

"Could you turn into a sword too!"

One of the Nan Jue masters said with a slightly trembling voice.

Hearing this, Song Yanhui shook his head and smiled: "I don't know Senior Brother Changfeng's magic."

"But I have a sword!"

Hearing this, the five people were relieved. It was just a sword, and the five of them could still stop it at will.

Song Yanhui saw their expressions and smiled slightly:

"Have you ever heard of the sword that frosted fourteen states?"

As he spoke, his robe fluttered, and the Pure Yang Sword in his hand floated in the air.

"But my sword is the Sword of Dawn, illuminating the world!"

"Sword up!"

The Pure Yang Sword burned with flames and went straight into the sky, as if standing in the scorching sun in the sky.

"Sword down!"

The scorching sun seemed to shake, and circles of flames rippled out.

I saw a sword with monstrous golden flames falling, and in an instant the sky was a fiery red.

The five Nan Jue masters opened their mouths and stared blankly at this horrifying vision.

Ten thousand horses ran in their hearts, what the hell are these people!

The Pure Yang Sword burning with golden flames arrived in an instant.

The five Nan Jue masters came to their senses and attacked one after another. The next second, the last sentence flashed through their minds.

They couldn't block this sword!

Buzz——

A wave of scorching air rose up and rolled in all directions.

The five Nan Jue masters were reduced to dust without a trace.

Song Yanhui had a calm and composed look, but his body suddenly shook. He quickly used his sword to support the ground, then raised his head and looked at Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng also looked over, and the two smiled at each other from a distance.

"Don't run!"

At this time, an angry shout sounded.