As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the audience turned to stone.
That was the most powerful sword in the Mahayana period, and it cut at the weakest part of the throat. Why did it hurt?
Shouldn't your head just fall to the ground?
Many people rubbed their eyes with disbelief on their faces. The sword light just now was no joke, but Li Xiaobai didn't even leave a scar on his neck. What kind of cultivation level is this?
Didn't the big boss of Zhongzhou say that this person was not strong in cultivation and could only escape from death repeatedly by relying on magic weapons?
Song Que stared at Li Xiaobai for a while, and then suddenly said: "Invincible enemies, invincible souls, invincible means master?"
Li Xiaobai: "Good poetry, the predecessors are great talents, and the younger generations can't match them."
"Well, I have some experience in reciting poems and writing poems. Let's discuss it when we have time."
"sure."
"There are no more than ten people in this world who can take a knife from me and not be killed. There are only five fingers of people who can take a knife from me without being hurt. Today, there is one more person. The future life is really formidable. Come in."
Song Que said slowly.
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
Li Xiaobai was speechless. This big guy was as pretentious as the wind, and he always spoke in one way, as if he was flying.
He was unambiguous at the moment and walked slowly into the Holy City.
At the gate of the city, Song Que's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and a murderous aura swept through everyone.
"No one is allowed to tell anyone about today's events. If they are told, they will definitely become the souls killed by my sword!"
The monks trembled, and they all understood that Li Xiaobai's strength had far exceeded their imagination, and even the big guys in Zhongzhou had made mistakes in their judgment.
To be able to kill Song Que with one blow is at least someone who started in the Mahayana stage.
This is a secret between the big guys and cannot be leaked by them. Each and every one of them swears to God that they will never tell anything about what happened today.
Yang Huan and the others were dumbfounded. What did they see?
The boss actually took the blow from Song Que, the heavenly sword. This mythical figure actually attacked the boss, and was defended so casually.
Yang Huan felt that something was not good. She had not dared to inquire about the big boss before. She did not expect that this big boss was actually a wanted criminal in Zhongzhou with a bounty on his head. He was also an ancestor of various races who offered a huge reward. She felt that she had brought along an amazing person. Entering the city.
They were brought to the Holy City.
If the boss causes trouble in the Holy City in the future and is investigated, she will probably be held responsible.
He must go and talk to his father. No matter what, he must not offend him. This man's cultivation is unfathomable and cannot be judged by common sense. If he can win over him, it will be a great help to the Roshan battlefield.
"Camp Leader Yang, what kind of person have you met?"
The faces of the remaining camp leaders on the side were a little pale, and the level gap was too big. This big guy was far more powerful than they expected, and he brought him to the Holy City without identifying his identity.
If anything happens in the future, they will be the sinners of the Holy City.
"Stop making sarcastic remarks. Senior Tiandao has spoken. No one will tell anyone what happened today. Let's just pretend we don't know anything and just follow the boss as usual!"
"I will go say hello to my father. If there is anyone in the city who is familiar to you, please go and talk to him. You must not offend this person!"
Yang Huan made a decisive decision and quickly issued the order.
"clear!"
Many monks in the team have left. They want to return to their respective family forces and take precautions in advance.
Looking at Li Xiaobai walking slowly in front of him, Yang Huan bit his lip and quickly stepped forward to follow.
"Boss, what are your plans next?"
"Well, when I first came to the Holy City, it was very different from what I imagined. Naturally, I wanted to visit it."
Li Xiaobai said.
"The boss is new to the Holy City, so he probably hasn't settled down yet. How about visiting my little girl's home first?"
Yang Huan asked tentatively.
"Okay, let's lead the way."
Li Xiaobai nodded. He remembered that near this woman was the Lord of the Holy City, who should have considerable power here.
The Holy City is an ancient city, not as prosperous as expected. Because it is located on the border, the atmosphere in the city is filled with tension.
The ancient city was very big, with no end in sight, and towering houses. You could see monks recuperating on the roadside. After recovering for a while, they took up the Escape Light and quickly disappeared into the horizon, rushing to the Roshan battlefield.
On the bulletin board in the city, Li Xiaobai saw his portrait on the wanted order.
However, there were not many monks watching. On the one hand, they did not think that Li Xiaobai would come to Frontier. On the other hand, Frontier had its own operational plan and did not need to listen to Zhongzhou’s adjustment. Zhongzhou could not order them, and Frontier had no obligation to do things for Zhongzhou. .
The only thing that can tempt the border monks is the sky-high price of the reward.
Li Xiaobai looked at the portrait of the wanted poster with no emotion in his heart. Now he was almost invincible and unstoppable. Even if one or two monks like the big bosses of the Sea Tribe occasionally showed up, he still had hellfire as a retreat.
You know, the surrounding wasteland is now occupied by his own hellfire. As long as he gives the order, the monstrous black flames can instantly submerge the holy city.
Yang Huan watched with trepidation. Along the way, he was afraid that someone would find Li Xiaobai's traces. He wanted to urge the boss to leave quickly, but he didn't dare. He was feeling very tormented inside.
The City Lord's Mansion is located in the central area of the Holy City.
Covered in bamboo groves and lined with watchtowers, it looks very grand and has the feel of a historical relic.
"Miss is back. The city lord is discussing important matters inside. Would you like to let your brothers go in and report?"
The guards in front of the door all knew Yang Huan and seemed very polite.
"No need, I'll just go in and see my father. Thank you for your hard work."
"This is a big boss I met in the border area. This time he may be able to help my human race."
Yang Huan smiled.
"Miss is dedicated to the battlefield. I believe the city lord will be very pleased."
The guards were very familiar with Yang Huan and let him in without doing much to stop him.
But when Li Xiaobai passed by, they all couldn't help but look at him twice. They always felt that they had seen this person somewhere, but they couldn't remember it for a while.
Shaking his head, maybe they were too worried.
"Boss, my father should be discussing battlefield matters with the other city lords in the hall now, please wait a moment."
Yang Huan said.
There is not only one city lord in the frontier. The city lord of the holy city commands the overall situation. The other four battlefields are each guarded by a city and have their own city lords.
Although these city lords are nominally at the disposal of the Holy City, they inevitably have to discuss matters before making a decision. After all, the city lords of the four battlefields are the ones who are on the front line through life and death.
Their opinions matter.
Li Xiaobai nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong. He was not interested in arranging troops and analyzing the battlefield situation.
The first thing he wanted to find was the evil sect boss and ask him about the secret of the fragment.
After watching Yang Huan enter the hall, Li Xiaobai wandered aimlessly outside the hall, but never expected to see a familiar figure.
The man looked up at Li Xiaobai, looking a little stunned.
"It's you!"
