"By the way...I have a style." Bai Che said to himself.
Bai Che quickly opened the storage bag and took out the bronze cauldron. A faint green light flashed. Bai Che used all his strength to bombard the bronze cauldron.
When...a loud noise sounded.
The bronze tripod suddenly hit the "Yingtian Sword" like a meteor.
"A Broken Cauldron wants to block the offensive of my 'Yingtian Sword'? Idiot's dream!" Song Guang said coldly: "Watch me blast your Broken Cauldron to pieces."
"You'll know after you try it." Bai Che's eyes were firm.
In an instant, the bronze cauldron and the "Yingtian Sword" offensive bombarded each other, and the sound of the bronze cauldron filled the Bronze Mountain. Surprisingly, the "Yingtian Sword" offensive was delayed, and the bronze cauldron was in a stalemate.
"What kind of cauldron is this? Can it compete with the Yingtian Sword?" The monks of the Yingtian Sect looked surprised.
Song Guang looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "I don't care what kind of cauldron you have, you will die without a burial place today."
Saying that, Song Guang once again gathered his spiritual power, and the "Yingtian Sword" offensive became more and more powerful. The bronze cauldron was crumbling, as if it would disintegrate at any time. Seeing this, Song Guang said with a ferocious smile: "Just disappear with your broken cauldron. !”
"That's not necessarily the case." Bai Che said coldly, "Your 'Yingtian Sword' is indeed powerful, but I also have ways to deal with it."
After that, Bai Che poured his remaining spiritual power into the bronze cauldron. After pouring in the last bit of spiritual power, Bai Che saw the silver dragon-like thunder in Bai Che's arm sink into the bronze cauldron.
In an instant, the bronze tripod buzzed, and its faint green was replaced by a shining silver. The thunder was like a silver dragon surrounding the bronze tripod. From a distance, the bronze tripod looked like a " tripod-shaped lightning bomb."
boom......
A shocking thunder exploded, resounding throughout the sky, and a boundless power spread out instantly. Everything around was bombarded by the thunder into charcoal...
In an instant, the "Yingtian Sword" was defused by the "Tripod-shaped Lightning Bomb" and blasted towards Song Guang with a strong residual power.
Everyone in Yingtianmen and Wangyuemen used their spiritual power to resist the impact.
"What kind of magic is this that is so powerful?" Ying Tianmen monk was horrified.
"Is this Fellow Daoist Bai's back-up plan?" Chan Jing frowned.
"You...how do you know such a powerful technique? Who are you?" At this moment, Song Guang also showed fear on his face, and he felt the threat of death.
"The person who killed you." Bai Che said calmly, holding back the discomfort. Just as the silver dragon-like lightning left his body, Bai Che immediately felt weak. His face was pale, and big beads of sweat were dripping from his head, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time.
Song Guang knew that Bai Che was not a joke. He kept using spells, but they all turned into a wisp of smoke and dispersed under the "tripod-shaped lightning bomb". The sense of crisis of death filled Song Guang's body and said: "Sir, please stop, I promise you, I will take my junior brothers and leave now..."
"I'm afraid it's too late." Bai Che said calmly.
In fact, he didn't know the power of this "tripod-shaped lightning bomb". Of course, he didn't know how to stop it.
"Master, save me." Seeing that Bai Che was not going to let him go, Song Guang took out a piece of spiritual incense. After the spiritual power was circulated, a huge projection appeared with boundless pressure. Its cultivation level surpassed that of the Chinese territory.
"Shu Zi, how dare you!" The projection voice roared, like thunder rolling from the sky.
He waved his hand gently, and the power of the "Tripod Lightning Bomb" dissipated, and he looked at Bai Che with a pair of cold eyes. Bai Che suddenly felt that his whole body was being penetrated and he was completely unable to move.
"Ancestor, kill him, kill him quickly..." Song Guang screamed like crazy.
Bai Che felt the pressure getting heavier and heavier, as if his whole body was being crushed into blood mist.
"Killing so many of my disciples is a crime that cannot be punished..." The projected voice roared again, seeming to announce Bai Che's death sentence.
"Senior sister..." Qing'er looked worried.
Chan Jing nodded, and then took out a piece of spiritual incense. She also wanted to summon the ancestor's projection. This was their final means of saving lives, but after all, Bai Che was in crisis because of their Moon Watching Sect.
At this time, a familiar voice came to Bai Che's ears: "Boy, give me that jade bead, and I will help you crush the projection."
It was the sound of the bronze kettle.
"Master Hu?" Bai Che was startled and asked, "Are you awake?"
"I woke up a long time ago. I woke up when you were watching the "Picture of a Woman Leaving the Bath". Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that your boy looks quite serious. It turns out that you and I, Mr. Hu, are of the same kind of people. We are of the same kind." ." said the bronze pot.
Hearing this, Bai Che blushed and said, "Master Hu, these are all small things. I will give you more in the future so that you can appreciate them slowly."
"A child can be taught, a child can be taught." Bronze Hu said with a smile, then changed the topic and said: "How about it, have you thought about it? Give me the jade bead, and I will take action."
"Master Hu, look at the pictures I gave you. Look at you..." Bai Che said.
"No, one code equals one code, and jade beads cannot be missing." The bronze pot responded.
"Half one." Bai Che said after hesitating for a moment. He needed to keep the jade beads to feel the power of time. At the same time, with the jade beads there, he could make use of the bronze pot. He could not consume them all at once.
"One, no less. It will cost me a lot." The bronze pot refused.
"One third." Bai Che continued.
"Hey, you, you, you...I said the price is high..." Bronze Kettle continued to explain.
"A quarter." Bai Che continued to cut.
"Hey, you..." Seeing that Bai Che wanted to reduce it again, the bronze pot immediately changed his mind and said: "A quarter is a quarter, no more cuts are allowed."
"Deal." Bai Che smiled, "Master Hu, you are so wise and powerful, you won't blame me. It's really Mr. Hu that you are too strong. You have conquered all the world and are my idol. That's why I want to stay in Hu." I will seek refuge by your side."
These words were extremely useful to Bronze Pot. Bronze Pot seemed to have a hot head and said: "Boy, since you are my admirer, this time is free."
Bai Che was stunned. Is this free?
"It seems that we will talk more nonsense like this in the future..." Bai Che said to himself.
The bronze pot jumped out of Bai Che's storage bag and projected towards the ancestor of Yingtianmen: "Hey! You old man, you can see clearly, this kid is covered by me, you know how to look, so get out of here, or else I’ll beat all your front teeth out, so hard that you don’t even recognize your parents, so that you can know why the flowers are so red!”
Chan Jing, who was about to light the incense, staggered for a moment. Who dared to talk to the ancestor of Ying Tianmen like this?
"Who are you? How dare you talk to the ancestor like this?" Song Guangda was angry.
When Ying Tianmen Patriarch's projection saw the bronze pot, there was a burst of anger in his eyes. Then he looked at the bronze pot, frowned, and the anger in his eyes turned into extreme fear.
His voice also became frightened, and he said: "The descendants...the juniors...I didn't know that the seniors are here. Please...please forgive me, seniors. I...I ...Let's take the disciples away..."
"Ancestor, isn't it just a broken pot? I'm afraid of what it will do. Let me catch it and make it a chamber pot for you..." Song Guanghuan said with a smile.
After hearing Song Guang's words, Bronze Pot was furious. Just when he was about to speak, the projection of Ying Tianmen's ancestor spoke.
"Shut up." The ancestor of Yingtianmen slapped Song Guang hard and said angrily: "You know nothing, go back and face the wall for thirty years." Song Guang covered his face and did not dare to speak again.
Then he apologized and said with a smile: "Senior, I am not sensible. I hope that you, Sir, have enough knowledge and will not be like this evildoer."
"It's a pity that I'm not a human being. I'm just a broken pot, a broken pot that's only suitable for being a chamber pot." The bronze pot said coldly.
"It was originally a broken pot that was used to make a chamber pot." Song Guang was already going crazy, and he spoke again, "Don't be so weird here, or I'll make you a chamber pot now."
Hearing this, the ancestor of Yingtianmen was dumbfounded. This kid Song Guang is usually quite smart. Why is he so... today?
"Can't be saved, can't be saved..." The ancestor of Yingtianmen shook his head.
"Ah... ah..." The bronze pot was furious and said: "Ying Tianmen, you have made me angry. I want, want..."
"Ah?" The ancestor of Yingtianmen was horrified by the projection. This bronze pot once made countless sects fly into confusion. Even the upper realm sects were destroyed by it, let alone the lowest level in the wild world like them. Wouldn’t the orthodoxy of waiting be destroyed easily?
"Senior, please calm down, I will understand what to do." Yingtianmen ancestor's eyes were filled with anger, and Song Guang was crushed into blood mist with a wave of his hand.
In the horror of the Yingtianmen disciples and the astonishment of the Wangyuemen girls, the ancestor of Yingtianmen announced: "From now on, Song Guang will be deprived of his status as the top disciple of Yingtianmen, all his reputation in the sect will be removed, and his father, Elder Song Yue, will be deprived of his status. Identity, he was taken to a prison in the back mountain to wait for his fate."
"Senior, what do you think?" Yingtianmen's ancestor bowed and asked.
The bronze pot yawned and said: "Get out of here, get out of here while I'm in a good mood."
"Yes, yes..." The ancestor of Yingtianmen nodded repeatedly and said, "Then I wish senior and this little brother something to gain in this Bronze Mountain."
Then he threw a jade pendant to Bai Che and said: "Little brother, I have offended many people for what I have done just now, so I will give you this dragon blood jade pendant. Wearing it for a long time can enhance your mental strength."
After that, he took away the remaining Yingtianmen disciples with a wave of his hand, as if he was afraid that something might happen to them.
"How's it going, kid?" Bronze Kettle said proudly, "Young Master, I only need to make a small move, and it's already the limit for you to surpass. I have my hands in my pockets, and I don't know what my opponent is."
Bai Che was already shocked. Although this bronze pot didn't look very serious, it was indeed extraordinary.
"What is the origin of this bronze pot?" Bai Che thought in his mind, "No, I have to keep it with me."
So Bai Che said loudly: "Master Hu is mighty. You can make enemies fly into smoke with just a snap of your fingers. If you believe in Master Hu, there will be no detours on the road to practice. If you have Master Hu, who should I be afraid of among the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens? Master Master Hu!"
