"Master Bai, are you okay?" Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes, still with that harmless smile on his face.
He said to Bai Shaoheng. Bai Shaoheng's face turned cold. Ding Xiaoyi was pretending to be confused, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"If I tell you to stop, just stop. How come there is so much nonsense." A worshiper of the Bai family heard Bai Shaoheng's voice, and he immediately scolded Ding Xiaoyi.
"Oh, does this pagoda belong to your Bai family? Who do you think the Bai family is?" Ding Xiaoyi's bright smile suddenly changed, his face became serious, and he angrily shouted at the Bai family worshiper.
"Hiss", everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air as soon as they heard Ding Xiaoyi's merciless words.
Bai Shaoheng is a disciple of the Imperial Capital Sword Pavilion. Even if he doesn't look at the monk's face, he still has to look at the Buddha's face. Jiange is one of the four major forces in the imperial capital and one of the top forces in Dayong.
But this young man didn't give Bai Shaoheng any face at all, and even spoke rudely. There was a trace of amusement on everyone's faces, and this young man didn't know where he came from.
"You...", the worshiper of the Bai family was squeezed out by Ding Xiaoyi and couldn't say a word.
He pointed at the weapon in his hand at Ding Xiaoyi, but his old face turned red.
"That's right, our Bai family has reserved this Buddhist temple. Stop anyone who comes." Bai Shaoheng's eyes glowed with a cold and sharp light. He looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, and then said in an extremely domineering manner.
"Hahahaha, you are so arrogant. You, a junior, didn't know where I was when I entered this pagoda. You actually said that this pagoda was taken over by your Bai family. When I became famous in the pagoda world, you Bai family didn't even know. Where are you playing in the mud?" The burly figure let out an arrogant laugh, pointing at Bai Shaoheng and sarcastically saying.
"No matter how prestigious you are in the pagoda world, this is the territory of Yongshangzhou in the Cangxuan realm. If you want prestige, go back to the pagoda world. And in this Shangzhou, you will not be allowed to be presumptuous." Bai Shaoheng's face said The frost became more and more intense, and his cold eyes shot out wisps of cold light like sword intent.
"Junior, you are too arrogant." The burly figure's eyes narrowed, and violent vigor arose around him. The vigor was layered like invisible mountains.
But Bai Shaoheng faced the burly figure without fear. Several people among the crowd had particularly strange expressions, including people from the Jiang family, Ji family, and Fu family.
Although these three families are not the elites of the family, they still represent their own families.
But when they heard Bai Shaoheng's unscrupulous words, their hearts were slightly shocked. It is true that Bai Shaoheng is a disciple of the Imperial Capital Jiange, and the Bai family also wants to squeeze out the merchants and become the fifth largest family in Shangzhou. However, as soon as Bai Shaoheng said this, he also offended the other three families.
"Bai Shaoheng, what do you mean? What do you mean that this pagoda has been taken over by your Bai family? Have you taken our Jiang family, Ji family and Fu family seriously? Don't say that your Bai family has not become "The new fifth largest family, even if your Bai family becomes the fifth largest family in Shangzhou, you don't have to be so crazy," an elder of the Jiang family scolded Bai Shaoheng uncomfortably.
The faces of the masters from the Ji family and the Fu family also became a little ugly, and they all glared at Bai Shaoheng.
"Everyone, my young master does not mean to belittle you three families. There are other people waiting here now. We all the tribes in Shangzhou should share the same hatred and fight against the outside world." A worshiper of the Bai family smiled and said to the other three masters. said.
Bai Shaoheng's face also changed slightly, but there was no fear on his face. For the other three masters, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but that disdain was fleeting.
"Hmph," the master of the Jiang family snorted coldly, agreeing with the Bai family's words of worship. The other two masters were also silent.
"You guys go and keep that kid, I, Bai Shaoheng, will be very grateful." Bai Shaoheng had no choice but to go down the steps, and he said to He Yan, a master from the other three families.
The expressions of the masters from the other three families darkened again, but Bai Shaoheng regarded them as thugs. However, there were several cultivators with unpredictable cultivation levels present, and these masters from aristocratic families had no choice but to hold back their anger.
"That boy is just a ninth-grade grandmaster. Master Bai is not making a fuss about it, right?" A master from the Jiang family just glanced at Ding Xiaoyi slightly, and then said disdainfully to Bai Shaoheng.
"Whether it's a fuss or not, just keep him here." Bai Shaoheng raised the corner of his mouth and showed a cold smile.
"That's right. All the families in Shangzhou should work together to get rid of other idle people, and the oil from the magic lamp should be equally divided among the four major families." The master of the Jiang family suggested.
The masters from the other two families remained silent, obviously agreeing with the Jiang family master's proposal. There was a hint of joy on the faces of the Bai family masters. This effect was what they wanted.
"Boy, how about we cooperate and kill all these pretentious guys?" The burly figure turned to look at Ding Xiaoyi, and then said arrogantly.
"Okay, then I'll kill them all, your Excellency." Upon hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi's smile grew thicker, and he said jokingly to the burly figure.
Ding Xiaoyi only showed the cultivation level of a ninth-grade grandmaster, so it was naturally difficult for him to catch the eye of that burly figure.
And the burly figure was just teasing Ding Xiaoyi.
"Boy, I kindly remind you, but you don't appreciate it. You won't ask me for it then." That burly figure could not hear Ding Xiaoyi's teasing intention, and his expression could not help but change slightly.
"Don't worry, I will never ask for help from you." Ding Xiaoyi had a calm demeanor, his demeanor was free and aloof, and there was no trace of fear on his face.
"Hmph, you ungrateful fellow," a cultivator next to the burly figure mocked sternly.
But Ding Xiaoyi shrugged, unmoved at all.
"Your opponent is me." Bai Shaoheng raised the sword in his hand, and a sword light surged like a flowing water.
He looked at the burly figure, and then a strong fighting spirit condensed around him.
"Young man, I must let you know what the heavens and the earth are." The burly figure's tiger eyes flashed, and then a huge wave of vigor arose around him.
The energy surged up, and the surging energy turned into roaring waves, one wave higher than the other.
The burly figure released supreme pressure, which was like invisible mountains, crushing towards Bai Shaoheng.
"Hey...", the long sword in Bai Shaoheng's hand burst out with faint light. I saw the long sword come out of my hand and turned into an extremely sharp flying sword. The flying sword stirred up sword energy like white frost.
The sword energy intertwined vertically and horizontally, and the entire Buddhist temple was filled with endless sword energy. Every ray of sword energy was condensed with supreme power, and the sword energy filled the Buddhist temple like frost.
But Ding Xiaoyi looked at Bai Shaoheng and the burly figure with interest. Bai Shaoheng's sword control skills are truly superb.
But in his opinion, it was just mediocre. He has a thousand ways to break Bai Shaoheng's sword control skills.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,...", the flying sword shot like rain in the Buddhist temple, and wherever the flying sword passed, there were streaks of frost-like sword light.
The sword light intertwined endlessly, and the hall was filled with the cold and sharp sword energy.
"Sword-controlling skills, I haven't seen sword-controlling skills for a long time." The burly figure's eyes narrowed slightly. He watched the long sword turn into countless streams of light and shuttled through the Buddhist temple, and he couldn't help but whisper. said.
"With one sword, it spans the world." Bai Shaoheng shouted sharply, and his right finger turned into a sword and pointed towards the burly man.
And the long sword that shuttled through the Buddhist hall stirred up layers of frost-like sword light, and the long sword shot towards the burly figure.
But the burly figure raised his huge fist. He stared coldly, and when he punched, he stirred up violent energy.
It was like a storm rising under his feet. He swung his fist and struck hard at the flying sword that was shooting towards him.
The flying sword penetrated from the dark sky, shooting out with the power of shattering the sky and cracking the earth. A layer of frost-like sword energy rises vertically and horizontally above the flying sword. The sword energy is sharp and sharp, like a flying fairy from the sky.
And that burly figure's right fist surged out like a force that was breaking mountains and cracking rocks. The fist light made bursts of sharp and harsh sounds in the air.
The space became distorted under the violent fist light. Bai Shaoheng's expression remained as usual, and he waved his fingers.
The speed of the long sword that shot away became faster, and the sword energy condensed from the long sword shot toward the burly figure like a meteor dragging endless brilliance.
