Strong?
Zhao Xidong almost cried.
In front of Senior Wuyue and such a group of people in white who started out as the throne, how can I, Zhao Xidong, be called a strong person?
"Senior, you have broken me!"
Zhao Xidong quickly turned around and spoke to Chang Yi with a sad face.
"You are not a strong man, you..." Chang Yi pointed at the crack in space, speechless.
Spatial properties?
"not him."
Gou Wuyue laughed, looked into the crack, and said, "Since we're here, why don't you come out and meet us?"
The three of them set their sights on the space crack at the same time.
A middle-aged figure carrying a long sword came out of the crack. As soon as he appeared, his sharp eyes were aimed at the famous sword on Gou Wuyue's back.
For a moment, the tent was filled with sword intent, and even the tables and chairs began to creak and shake.
Changyi's eyes instantly turned cold.
Gou Wuyue waved his hand, but he remained silent.
"I've seen the Moonless Sword Immortal." Xiao Qixiu calmed down his surging heart, and instead of bowing, he bowed.
Gou Wuyue nodded slightly and looked away without stopping.
Obviously, this sword cultivator cannot have spatial attributes.
So……
"Hip hip hop hip hop -"
Weird laughter came from the cracks. The housewarmer laughed loudly and said loudly: "Senior Wuyue, I have admired you for a long time. I am here to visit you. I apologize for any inconvenience. Hehehehe..."
Changyi's mouth twitched.
This laughter, who are these people?
Still coming?
You broke into the main tent of the Chinese army directly, Linmen?
"Gou Wuyue?"
Immediately after the housewarming, a floating white-haired Taoist boy appeared. As soon as Fang appeared, his unceremonious voice dropped.
Changyi frowned.
"throne?"
He immediately saw the cultivation level of this white-haired Taoist boy.
The problem is that the mere throne doesn't even have the ability to kill, and it's not even as good as myself.
How dare this guy call Senior Wuyue by his full name?
"Let's put it...not vegetarian"
The angry shout was less than halfway through, and Chang Yi felt that Tiandao was keeping his mouth shut. His eyes flashed in shock, and he realized that it was Senior Wu Yue who had moved his hand.
This guy has a lot of background?
With a shiver in his heart, Chang Yi suddenly felt that he was the one who was acting presumptuously.
Indeed, if someone knew in advance that Wuyue Sword Immortal was here and dared to open a space to teleport over, he must be confident.
Either he has a great background, or he has extraordinary strength.
This situation can be left to Senior Wuyue to handle. Why are you so clamoring?
Live like a clown!
Thinking of this, Changyi immediately took a few steps back, observing silently, not daring to make any more noise.
"It's really you..."
A smile appeared on Gou Wuyue's face, with the look of memories in her eyes like an old friend reunited, "Ye Xiaotian!"
Ye Xiaotian?
Changyi saw Senior Wuyue's reaction and immediately understood that his guess was correct.
These people have a lot of background!
But Ye Xiaotian...why haven't you heard of it?
"Gou Wuyue!"
Ye Xiaotian landed firmly on the ground, and the cracks in the void behind him were closed. After he gave a loud scolding, he suddenly snorted.
"snort!"
Then, he floated up, half a forehead taller than Gou Wuyue in front of him.
"Hahaha……"
Gou Wuyue laughed out loud, "You're still the same as before. You're not taller. Why is your hair so gray?"
Ye Xiaotian's eyes immediately turned cold.
Zhao Xidong was sandwiched between the two of them, and for a moment he felt attacked from both sides, with silent cold thorns running through his body.
Why, do these two people know each other?
He turned slightly to the side, avoiding the middle line of the confrontation between the two, and came to Chang Yi's side, feeling a little confused.
Immediately, he subconsciously touched Chang Yi with his elbow, "Do they know each other?"
Changyi tilted his head and his eyes narrowed.
Zhao Xidong froze on the spot.
Damn it!
What did I just do!
This person does look like a follower running errands next to a big boss, but he is also wearing white clothes!
At least, it's a throne...
No!
Being able to do things next to Wuyue Sword Immortal, shouldn't it be Zhan Dao?
How could I be so casual!
"Sorry, sorry..." Zhao Xidong almost found a crack in the ground and buried himself.
Is this more than presumptuous?
It's simply too presumptuous!
Although Changyi felt a little unhappy, he was not such a careless person.
Just like the group of people outside the camp who knew that the war was coming and could still joke about "Save Senior Wuyue".
Under the leadership of Gou Wuyue, this group of people can be said to be the most playful.
Zhao Xidong did not regard him as an outsider, so he was naturally curious about the origin of this white-haired Taoist boy.
"Where are you from? What are you doing here?" He turned his head and looked straight ahead, Changyi asked via voice transmission.
Zhao Xidong looked stunned, his lips didn't move, but he still replied through the sound.
"Tiansang Ling Palace, come and pick me up."
"What's going on? Your boss knows our boss?" Zhao Xidong was a little confused.
The small Tiansang Ling Palace should be at odds with the big boss of the Central Region.
Now...
know?
"..." Changyi was speechless for a moment.
People from Tiansang Ling Palace?
Isn't this the Little Spiritual Palace in the corner of the corner? Do you know Senior Wuyue?
The two said nothing more.
Because Gou Wuyue spoke again:
"After so many years, how come your Ye Xiaotian's strength has not improved at all, and you are still at the... Dao realm?"
Ye Xiaotian's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "The Dao realm is pretty good. After so many years, why are you still wandering around in circles without breaking through the void and becoming a saint?"
"At least I have succeeded in killing Dao. I have entered Taixu." Gou Wuyue said with a smile in his eyes.
"Are you satisfied, Taixu?" Ye Xiaotian laughed sarcastically, "Isn't it true that there were ten or even half-saints who succeeded back then? Your entry into the country is really the slowest!"
Changyi was stunned when he heard it from behind.
This guy is so brave!
Senior Wuyue had just lamented the realm of Wen Tingjianxian.
This is true, isn't it adding fuel to the fire?
Unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue was not angry at all. She flicked her sleeves and robe, walked up and said: "Things have priorities, love and kindness, some things are not something you don't want to do, but you can't."
"In the final analysis, don't you just regret joining the Holy Temple and delaying your own cultivation?" Ye Xiaotian said.
Chang Yi listened from the side and his feet felt a little weak.
Who is this short white-haired man, and why does he dare to say anything?
"Of course there will be delays. It's hard to have both in this world. Gaining and losing are inevitable, but they're just choices." Gou Wuyue sighed, not dwelling on this.
He paused and walked behind Ye Xiaotian.
His hands touched the traceless cracks in the void, and he couldn't detect any breath at all.
Gou Wuyue felt a little amazed and asked:
"It's still the same thing as before, how do you think about it?"
"The spatial attribute is rare in the world, but similarly, it is too difficult to kill the Tao."
"On your own, I'm afraid it won't help if you keep turning your hair from white to black."
"but!"
Gou Wuyue said, turning around and staring at the back of the white-haired Taoist boy, "As long as you are willing to agree, with the supply of resources and the blessing of the power of a semi-saint, it is not difficult to kill the Taoist with space!"
"Ha." Ye Xiaotian sneered: "Don't worry, I won't join the Holy Temple."
Click.
The two people listening on one side were instantly petrified.
Add, join the Holy Temple?
Zhao Xidong and Chang Yi turned their heads with difficulty and looked at each other in disbelief.
The former marveled at how the dean could be targeted by the headquarters of the Holy Temple and still resist such temptation.
The latter was shocked that a mere throne could deny Senior Wuyue's invitation.
"etc!"
"Spatial properties?"
The more Changyi looked at the white-haired Taoist boy in front of him, the more familiar he felt.
Spatial properties are too rare.
Even in the headquarters of the Holy Temple that he knew well, he couldn't find even half of it on the surface.
Since Senior Wuyue would invite this white-haired Taoist boy to join him so kindly, I am afraid that even secretly, the headquarters cannot find anyone who can replace this position.
Changyi tried to recall it, and he really recalled something.
Although it has been too long.
But the competition for the ten seats last time was known as the most intense one in history.
Except for the few names that finally entered the bard's mouth, even those guys who were eliminated were not necessarily worse than the Ten Masters.
"As for...the attributes of space?"
Changyi thought of someone.
At that time, in the early stage of the competition for the ten thrones, there was a guy whose skills were astonishing to everyone. He was only a peak master and could only be regarded as half-step to the throne. battlefield.
It seems that it relies on the shocking spatial attributes.
Indeed, someone has commented that if those who play in space could have been born a few years earlier, they would have had a few more years of experience.
As long as you can comprehend the Tao realm in the early stages of the Tenth Throne, you can step into the Throne.
There must be a place for it among the ten thrones!
But what a shame.
Time is really the unit of everything, and no one can surpass it.
The shortcomings of the Half-Step Throne are indeed limitations. "Touching the way of heaven" and "controlling the way of heaven" are indeed insurmountable obstacles like a chasm.
No one can cross it in one step!
The big waves washed away all the fine sand.
But time is indeed the unit of everything...
When the point is reached, the sand gathers to form a tower.
That person back then forcefully broke into the sight of the current giant at the Holy Temple Headquarters?
"So, that guy, is this guy? Is this the white-haired Taoist boy...Ye Xiaotian?" Changyi felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to escape.
Is this a man who has lost to time?
It's no wonder that you dare to talk to Senior Wuyue like this and call him by his first name...
They were all from that era, maybe they had fought against each other before?
At this moment, Chang Yi, who had thought through everything, suddenly realized how presumptuous he had been before.
I should have thought of that.
Will spatial attributes be simple?
He was trembling a little.
…
Ye Xiaotian's direct refusal made the atmosphere calm down a little.
Gou Wuyue pondered for a moment and then said: "Don't you really think about it carefully?"
"I won't accept your mess," Ye Xiaotian responded without even thinking, "Look at you, your edges have been smoothed by reality, and you can't even make breakthroughs in cultivation so slowly."
"But isn't it the same for you?" Gou Wuyue raised her hand, "What can the small Tiansang Ling Palace give you? You didn't even have a decent battle there. Now, do you still have the heroic spirit you had back then? How can you still do it? Do you have the confidence to face Zhan Dao directly?"
"One Tiansang Ling Palace is enough for me, I am satisfied." Ye Xiaotian did not respond directly.
"You are stuck in your ways!" Gou Wuyue shouted.
"Be content with what you have."
"Behind closed doors!"
"Pleasant and contented."
"Deceive yourself and others, sit in a well and look at the sky!"
"I would rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail."
"you……"
Ye Xiaotian answered fluently.
Gou Wuyue was a little angry and narrowed her eyes: "Are you mocking me?"
"Don't take your seat."
"It's a matter of love, so I have no choice but to do it!" Gou Wuyue's voice became colder for the first time.
"Then where did your sword come from?" Ye Xiaotian turned his attention to the famous sword Nulan Zhisheng on his back.
The scene was immediately stagnant.
His hand shook as he moved to the new house, never expecting that things would develop like this.
He wanted to be a peacemaker and mediate.
Ke Gou Wuyue suddenly drew his sword.
"Buzz——"
For a moment, the swords screamed loudly, the cold light shocked the hall, the Chinese army camp was split into two, and exploded directly from both sides with a loud bang.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck, don't press me!"
"Cao Cao, my jio——"
There was a huddle outside, and everyone in white who was eavesdropping was frightened and retreated.
It's okay to retreat, but how can we do it in time?
For a time, shoulders were bumping against each other, feet were stepping on feet, the crowd was pushing and falling, and screams were heard one after another.
The onlookers in the camp glanced at each other in surprise. The white clothes outside dispersed in a rush, and the three parties were separated. The scene was on the verge of breaking out.
"Ye Xiaotian, do you want to die?" Gou Wuyue's eyes were extremely serious.
Chang Yi hadn't seen Senior Wu Yue so angry and lost his temper for a long time, and for a while he retreated like Zhao Xidong.
But then I thought about it.
wrong!
He was from Wuyue Sword Immortal's side. He immediately steadied his heels, stood up straight, and his fingertips glowed with golden light.
Zhao Xidong was almost blinded by this sudden brightness.
"Light?" He was horrified and swallowed hard.
Just kidding!
Is this follower so arrogant?
This attribute is also very rare!
"Wuyue Sword Immortal, you are so majestic!" Ye Xiaotian sneered and said: "With the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, you can use yourself to suppress people of an era?"
Gou Wuyue lowered her eyelids, but saw no movement.
With a "buzz" sound, the light of the spiritual formation above the nine heavens fluctuated and directly enveloped this place.
The next second, the people from Tiansang Linggong who were originally in the main tent were directly teleported to a dozen feet away, or moved behind Gou Wuyue in a whoosh, avoiding the confrontation.
"Who moved the spiritual formation?"
The people in white clothes who retreated to the back were dumbfounded for a moment and turned their attention to the group of people working on the spiritual formation.
"No ah!"
The few people in white clothes who were squeezed at the back panicked, "We didn't even touch..."
"What about this?"
"Manipulated?!"
The scene was dead silent for a moment, before all the white clothes could react and wanted to start a fight.
A sudden burst of laughter broke the silence.
"Hip, hip, hip, hip..."
"Calm down, everyone, calm down, we are not here to fight."
"Xiao Tian!"
The first mover pressed Ye Xiaotian's shoulder and found that his hand went directly through the other person's body. He immediately cursed: "Stand down!"
Ye Xiaotian remained motionless.
Gou Wuyue's lips twitched when he heard the weird laughter. He slowly turned around and finally laid his eyes on this little-known guy who kept smiling.
"and who are you?"
"Hehe, hehe..." Qiao Qianzhi smiled kindly twice to show friendship. He pressed his hand and said, "Put it down, put down your swords. We won't fight, okay?"
Gou Wuyue was speechless, his hand shook, and the sound of swords in the sky shook the sky.
"It's a housewarming!" Elder Qiao quickly added a few words, "It's a happy housewarming but not a happy housewarming. We don't have any ill intentions. Calm down your anger. Senior Wuyue, calm down and laugh..."
