Bai Che's voice was very light, but it made Wu Daode feel a little scared, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart.
Wu Daode rolled his eyes quickly and said loudly: "Call Xue Wuyi and I'll talk to him."
"He can't come." Bai Che said calmly, "Now, I am the leader of the Blood Puppet Sect."
Hearing Bai Che's personal admission, Wu Daode and everyone else were shocked. What was going on? Why did a little monk in the bone refining stage suddenly become the leader of the Blood Puppet Sect?
Most people don't believe it.
After all, although the Blood Puppet Sect is not too strong, it is not weak either. Coupled with its weird blood-clothed puppets, the Blood Puppet Sect's strength can reach an above-average level among the Hundred Sects of the Wilderness.
For a monk in the bone refining stage to be the leader of the sect is simply a fantasy.
"Impossible, how could this 'Clothed White Demon' be the leader of the Blood Puppet Sect?" someone shouted.
"Yes, this must be a trick of the Blood Puppet Sect. They want to take action against Wu Daode." Someone speculated.
"Hmph, if he is the leader of the Blood Puppet Clan, then I will still be the leader of the Yingtian Clan..." Someone was scornful.
"Is there a possibility... that the undressed white devil is Xue Wuyi's son, and that Xue Wuyi is actually tempering him by doing this?" Someone gave a bold guess.
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Yes, normally speaking, even if the Blood Puppet Sect declines again, it is impossible for a person with such a low cultivation level to be the sect leader.
"Maybe..." A thought suddenly flashed through the minds of several people from Langya Sect, Yujian Sect, and Shendao Sect. Xue Wuyi from Blood Puppet Sect might have had an accident.
According to Xue Wuyi's nature, as long as he lives, he will never hand over the position of the leader of the Blood Puppet Sect. In fact, this is indeed the case.
"Brother Xiang, Brother Dong... do you want to test it out?" Wu Daode secretly transmitted the message.
"Of course I have to try." Xiang Wancheng responded, "What does Brother Dong think?"
"Haha, if Xue Wuyi really had an accident, then... the Blood Puppet Sect would no longer need to exist." Dong Zhong sneered.
Bai Che naturally saw what they were thinking, so he spoke again, surprising everyone.
"The master of the Blood Puppet Sect has passed away. If you want to covet my Blood Puppet Sect, you can fight." Bai Che's faint voice was like a thunderous explosion, allowing them to confirm that Xue Wuyi really had an accident.
"It's just..." Bai Che's eyes moved and he continued: "You have to consider your own strength before taking action, otherwise, there will be no return."
These words made the eyes of the other monks filled with greed. When Xue Wuyi was still around, they did not dare to take action against the Blood Puppet Sect, but now that Xue Wuyi was gone, the highest combat power of the Blood Puppet Sect was The strength of those elders is only in the soul-casting stage, and they will eventually perish.
However, they are waiting to see if the Wolf Fang Sect, Yujian Sect, and Divine Sword Sect are going to take action. If they do, they will follow the trend and kill the Blood Puppet Sect.
There are many disciples of the Blood Puppet Sect here. If they take action, they may not be able to escape unscathed. Therefore, most of them will not fight now, so they wait.
Wait for the Wolf Fang Sect and others to put pressure on the Blood Puppet Sect and see if they can get some benefits.
But before the Langya Sect and other sects could exert pressure, Wen Liang spoke at Bai Che's signal. His smile disappeared and his voice was cold.
"Wu Daode of Yujian Sect just now insulted and attempted to murder the leader of our sect. If there is no explanation, I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to resolve."
"Hehehe, little baby, I think you've lost your temper." Wu Daode sneered, "So what if I insulted you? So what if I really kill him?"
After learning that Xue Wuyi was dead, Wu Daode no longer had any fear of the Blood Puppet Sect, because, in his opinion, the current Blood Puppet Sect didn't even have a middle-level monk who could be destroyed with a single hand.
"I advise you, the Blood Puppet Sect, to hand over the proceeds obediently, and maybe you can escape unscathed, otherwise...hehehehe, we don't mind destroying your Blood Puppet Sect." Wu Daode said arrogantly. He didn't seem to take Bai Che's words at all. In the eyes.
In fact, this is indeed the case. If a middle-level monk can set his sights on a monk in the bone refining stage, wouldn't he be able to crush him to death with just one finger?
"Old dog, kneel down and cut off your arm, or you will die." Bai Che's faint voice sounded.
"Haha, little beast, this joke is not funny." Wu Daode sneered, "Is it just because of your blood puppet sect? When the blood is gone, even..."
Uh-huh...
Before Wu Daode finished speaking, Bai Che's body flew out like lightning and punched Wu Daode.
Wu Daode was stunned. He didn't expect that Bai Che would actually take action, and the speed was so fast that almost no one could react.
"Haha, little beast, you can't blame me for seeking death." Wu Daode was worthy of being a middle-level monk. After reacting, he quickly raised his sword to fight back.
"Little beast, I'll show you what state suppression is." Wu Daode smiled ferociously, "What is absolute power?"
"A state achieved by accumulating pills is also worthy of being called absolute power?" Bai Che said coldly.
The fist continued to strike forward, and Wu Daode's sword also thrust out, forming sword energy.
Boom... Bai Che's fist hit the oncoming sword.
The power of "One Life Spring and Autumn" was operating in Bai Che's fist, and Wu Daode's sword seemed to be rotten, starting to rust and disintegrate. After a while, the sword seemed to have passed through thousands of years.
But before Bai Che's fist could be withdrawn, the fist containing the power of "One Life Spring and Autumn" hit Wu Daode. Wu Daode felt an aura of vicissitudes coming over him. His blood was instantly extracted, his strength weakened, and he also instantly Get older.
This made Wu Daode extremely frightened. He was horrified. Who is this little beast? Why does it have such strange power?
Although he recovered instantly, he had a feeling that if he continued to struggle, he might be killed.
As a result, Wu Daode retreated violently, trying to distance himself. However, how could he be faster than Bai Che who used the second-level magic talisman?
Bai Che continued to punch a few more times. Elder Wu received these punches all his life. His body was deteriorating more and more, and his strength was weakening.
It turns out that although the power of "One Life Spring and Autumn" only lasts for an instant, if a person is attacked multiple times, there will be incurable hidden wounds left in his body, which will accelerate aging and decay his strength.
It stands to reason that if a person is careful, he will not encounter this "spring and autumn" repeatedly, but Wu Daode just ran away and gave Bai Che a chance.
"What's going on? Elder Wu is actually on the run?" Some people looked at this scene and couldn't help but widen their eyes.
"With the strength of the bone refining stage, you can hunt down the middle-level monks. This is something that even the geniuses may not be able to do." Someone exclaimed.
"This 'Clothed White Demon' is still perverted... so terrifying..." someone lamented.
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"Old dog, it's too late to escape now." Bai Che's voice was like a demonic voice urging death. He held out the fragment of the flying sword that was broken by the thunder. It was cold and sharp.
The fragments were about to be chopped off by Wu Daode, and Wu Daode shouted: "Brother Xiang, Brother Dong, save me..."
Then, a shadow of a big sword was seen slashing at Bai Che with great speed and force. It was Xiang Wancheng from the Divine Sword Sect who made the move.
Bai Che's eyes moved, and he immediately summoned the bronze cauldron and smashed it at the shadow of the sword. Wu Daode also took advantage of this to dodge the attack of the fragments.
boom……
With a loud noise, the shadow of the sword was dissolved, and the bronze tripod returned to Bai Che.
"It's interesting." Xiang Wancheng said with a smile on his face: "A small bone-refining monk can actually neutralize my blow. No wonder he can hunt down Brother Wu."
Seeing Xiang Wancheng stop him, Bai Che felt unhappy, but Xiang Wancheng did have some strength, much stronger than Wu Daode, and he was a true middle-level monk.
However, Bai Che is not afraid. With his current strength, even if he cannot defeat Xiang Wancheng, he can still retreat completely. At the same time, with so many people from the Blood Puppet Sect here, do they really think that these people are just decorations?
"Since you are the new sect leader of the Blood Puppet Sect, let's compare notes and let me see the strength of your new sect leader." Xiang Wancheng said to himself.
Hearing this, Bai Che's eyes narrowed slightly, he sneered, and then his voice deepened and he said: "The elders and disciples of the Blood Puppet Sect obey the order and follow the sect leader to kill everyone else here."
"These people want to steal our things, so even if they blow themselves up, they will have to pay a heavy price..."
"Yes..." Everyone in the Blood Puppet Sect listened to the order and started to take action, because they knew that if they gave in, their gains would be taken away by these greedy things.
"Ah this..." Everyone else present was shocked. Although there were many of them, they were still stragglers, each harboring evil intentions. Their strength was not as good as that of the Blood Puppet Sect. They just concluded that the Blood Puppet Sect would raise their spirits for the Hundred Sects War. Zhu Rui will compromise under the pressure of these people and hand over part of his income from Zhengyangmen.
However, they did not expect that this Blood Puppet Sect would be so brave and not care at all about being enemies with the other sects present.
Even if they self-destruct, they will have to pay a heavy price. They are simply like a group of lunatics.
They didn't dare to fight at all and fled one after another for fear of being killed by the Blood Puppet Sect's self-explosion.
"You?" Xiang Wancheng was also shocked. He didn't expect that the leader of the Blood Puppet Sect in front of him would act so unconventionally.
What about the plot where we agreed to make a bet with him, compete with him, and then propose some conditions?
Why is something different?
Xiang Wancheng also had the intention of retreating. Just when he was about to retreat, swish, swish... the elders of the Blood Puppet Sect surrounded Xiang Wancheng.
They are all at the soul-casting stage. Facing them, Xiang Wancheng must be careful to deal with them even if his strength is at the middle level. In addition, there is also Bai Che. He can feel that Bai Che, who has the lowest cultivation level, is the most powerful. dangerous.
The most important thing is that he doesn't play his cards according to the routine. Who knows what he will do next, maybe let all the Blood Puppet Sect disciples come to surround him and kill him? Two fists are no match for four hands, and they will wear him to death even if they are exhausted.
Moreover, if the Blood Puppet Sect proposes to only surround and kill Xiang Wancheng, I am afraid that others will not take action, especially the Wolf Fang Sect and Yujian Sect. It would be better if they do not add insult to injury.
On the surface they are brothers, but in reality they plot against each other.
In the end, Bai Che actually did this, and he gave an order that as long as the others didn't interfere, they would be safe. Then, everyone in the Blood Puppet Sect came together to surround and kill Xiang Wancheng and the people he led.
In an instant, Xiang Wancheng and the people he led were surrounded by three levels inside and three outside.
Xiang Wancheng only brought a dozen people, who were no match for the thousands of people from the Blood Puppet Sect.
"Do you dare to give me a fair fight?" Xiang Wancheng's scalp was numb.
"I don't dare." Bai Che replied, "You, a middle-level monk, and I, a bone refining monk, want to have a fair fight? Are you out of your mind?"
Only then did Xiang Wancheng remember that Bai Che was just a young bone refining monk, and his expression changed.
"Also, why should I take risks when I can obviously crush him?" Bai Che said calmly.
"Since you want to stand out, then I will destroy you and make you headless." Bai Che added.
The expression on Xiang Wancheng's face was uncertain, and the disciples he brought were trembling all over. This scene... had never been seen before.
Xiang Wancheng looked at Wu Daode of the Yujian Sect in the distance and started to watch the show, as if he was still thinking about becoming a fisherman. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he knelt down and said, "Master of the Blood Puppet Sect, I'm sorry, I was wrong. , I will help you kill Wu Daode."
Hearing this, Bai Che nodded and saw Xiang Wancheng suddenly rise up and slash at Wu Daode with his knife.
"Ah? Brother Xiang, what are you doing?" Wu Daode was shocked.
"Wu Daode, you are such a fucking grandson. I saved you. You didn't come to save me. Instead, you came to watch the show. I will kill you." Xiang Wancheng roared: "NND, I will chop you alive."
"Brother Xiang, calm down." Wu Daode said repeatedly, "I can't beat them. If I save you, won't I risk death?"
Hearing this, Xiang Wancheng became even more angry. The knife in his hand turned into a red knife shadow that was longer than a 40-meter sword, and slashed towards Wu Daode.
After Wu Daode ran thirty-nine meters, he was split in half by the shadow of a red knife, and his soul was shattered.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Wu Daode was beheaded like this? Bai Che paid attention to Xiang Wancheng's knife. He felt the danger. If he encountered that knife, even if he tried his best, he might not die but would be seriously injured.
Dong Zhong was thankful that he had not taken action just now, even though he was one of the most cheerful ones.
Rumble... Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the wind gradually picked up... It was going to rain.
Bai Che looked at the dark clouds in the sky and murmured to himself: "The rain is about to come."
