"Your name is Xiao Yi. You are one of the two orphans in Xiaowang Village in the past. You are also the master of the Kunlun Dao Sect and a close disciple of Yu Xuzi. You have cultivated in the pill formation stage and have the Kunlun Divine Sword Technique. It is very good. He is the leader of the younger generation of Zhengdao.”
Bai Feng came to stand in front of the young man.
A pair of eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate the other person's soul.
"You...you devil, how do you know my identity?"
Xiao Yi's expression changed drastically, and he lost all his previous composure.
It turned out that when he first entered the realm of magic and met Bai Qingling on the road, he couldn't help but attack the latter, but he was captured and locked up here.
There was no communication between the two from beginning to end.
"Not only do I know your identity, I also know that you have a younger brother named Xiao Chen, who is also a disciple of Yu Xuzi."
Bai Feng said.
"you........"
After hearing this, Xiao Yi's face turned completely pale, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Devil! You dare to touch a hair of my brother. Even if I fall into the endless purgatory and turn into a ghost for thousands of tribulations, I will never let you go. Pass you!"
"I hate being threatened the most in my life."
"However, I appreciate you very much and am willing to give you a chance."
"Want to play a game?"
Bai Feng seriously initiated the invitation.
"Wha...what game?"
In the soul-binding banner, the young man said with a vigilant expression.
"I want you to fight me head-on."
"If you win, I will let you out and reunite with your brother. If you lose... then you will continue to stay here until your soul is completely refined."
Bai Feng looked at the other party with interest: "What, are you interested?"
"Stop teasing me, devil."
Xiao Yi smiled miserably, "If I were really your enemy, how would I end up in this situation?"
"It's different now." Bai Feng said.
"How... is it different?" Xiao Yi's eyelids twitched.
"The rumors from the outside world that I was burned out by Mu Xinlan are true. I am standing in front of you now. I have just embarked on the road of rebuilding my cultivation. My cultivation is almost the same as yours."
As Bai Feng spoke, he released the "Ancient Breath Condensation Technique" and completely exposed his own cultivation aura.
"You...were you really hit so hard by Senior Mu?"
At this moment, Xiao Yi was surprised and happy.
If this devil really sinks to this, then even if he dies, he will have no regrets!
"Now, I have already given you an explanation."
"You can start to choose now -"
Bai Feng didn't finish his words.
Just listen to the young man in the soul-binding banner roaring angrily: "Okay! Come on! Come out and challenge! I, Xiao Yi, will accompany you to the end!"
Although I don’t know what medicine this insidious and cunning devil is selling in the gourd.
But right now, he has no choice!
.......
.......
The third underground floor of Blood Kitchen.
In a small small room surrounded by magic stones.
Two figures faced each other.
An invisible killing energy filled the void.
"Tsk, tsk, Bai Qingling, I didn't expect you to really be willing to return your physical body and my Dao sword to me."
"Of course, what I didn't expect was that your realm...actually fell to the middle stage of pill formation! Hahahaha! The sky has eyes!"
The soul body returned to the physical body again, and the chief disciple of Kunlun Dao Sect felt extremely happy and laughed wildly.
"Ahem...it's a rebuilding, not a fall."
Bai Feng corrected.
"Harm, it doesn't matter."
Xiao Yi looked relaxed and comfortable, and waved a sword flower casually, "For a man who is destined to die, it doesn't matter what purpose and secret he hides."
"So confident?"
Bai Feng glanced at the other party.
"certainly."
"You are in the middle stage of pill formation, and so am I!"
Xiao Yi raised his sword eyebrows coldly and straightened his chest: "In the past, I was defeated and captured because my realm was too far behind yours! If you and I were of equal cultivation, taking your life would be like killing a chicken but a dog!"
"Very well, come on."
Bai Feng nodded with encouragement.
"One part of yin and yang, the energy rushes to Kunxu, the sword comes out of Taimang..."
Xiao Yi's eyes showed murderous intent, his left hand pointed to the sky, his right hand moved the sword technique, his feet stepped on the seven stars, and he muttered words.
In the blink of an eye, infinite sword energy evolved all over his body, and wherever the sword pointed, a powerful and powerful stream of sword energy instantly appeared!
Seeing that terrifying and powerful river of sword energy, it is getting closer and closer, with a murderous intent!
Not only was there no trace of panic on Bai Feng's face, but he murmured with great interest:
"As expected of the protagonist, this is a sword technique that is popular all over the world in the early stage. The special effects and power are good, and the forward swing of the spell is short."
"But speaking of it, this Kunlun Divine Sword Technique, used by Xiao Yi, is much more powerful than the protagonist Xiao Chen."
"No wonder this guy died in a plot killing, otherwise, it's not clear who the protagonist is."
He thought so.
Next breath.
Xiao Yi swung his sword!
The torrent of sword energy, like a swimming dragon, breathing strong cold light, was already roaring towards him!
"The time has come to test the purity of this new body."
Bai Feng's heart trembled, and the magic glow appeared in his eyes.
Suddenly, he clearly understood the sword dynamics in this torrent of sword energy!
next moment.
Snapped.
He stretched out a thick, pale arm and punched out!
This punch seemed ordinary, and even the punch was not infused with real energy.
However, it was this seemingly erratic punch that hit the flaw in the opponent's sword, causing him to fall into chaos!
clang clang clang......
It's like being defeated like a mountain.
There was a shocking sound of metal collision in the void.
Bai Feng looked at it lightly.
In the void, the powerful and terrifying torrent of sword energy was dissipating bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Immediately afterwards.
boom!
Only a sharp and crisp sound was heard.
The Dao sword in Xiao Yi's hand was broken into several pieces!
"There is also a gap among the alchemy monks."
"Young man, you lose."
Bai Feng was dressed in black robes and his eyes were cold, like a god of death.
"No........"
"impossible!"
"Now that you are only in the realm of pill formation, how can you kill my Kunlun Divine Sword Technique with your bare hands!?"
"How can you?"
"how dare you!?"
In an instant, his lifelong belief in the way of swordsmanship suddenly collapsed.
Xiao Yi's face was ashen, and he collapsed to the ground, like mud.
The black-robed man in front of me is as powerful as the Nine Heavenly Gods and Demons!
Could it be... Is he really invincible?
Even Senior Mu, who stood at the top of the righteous path, couldn't completely erase him?
The more Xiao Yi thought about it, the more desperate he became.
finally.
puff--
With a sweetness in the throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, drawing a long arc in the air!
"Devil... I lost to you, and I knew I would die! But -"
"I'm not willing to lose!"
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and said.
Bai Feng was not in a bad mood at the moment, so he said, "Perhaps, I can try to reassure you."
"Let me ask you! What if...if your punch just missed by an inch and did not hit the weak point of my sword, what would you do?"
"With your character, you would never risk your life! Right!"
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and shouted hysterically.
"Of course I won't."
Bai Feng shook his head and said truthfully: "Before I handed this body back to you, I added some delicious condiments to it."
"You...what do you mean?"
Hearing this, a chill ran down Xiao Yi's spine, and he collapsed again after finally holding himself up.
"It's them-"
Bai Feng snapped his fingers.
After a crisp sound.
A group of black, hideous arthropods began to appear out of thin air on the limbs of the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect. They grew more and more, and in the blink of an eye, they completely covered his entire body!
"This... this is... a fucking worm!"
"It's still the most ferocious Nine Evil Bone-Eating Insects!"
"Bai Qingling! You are so despicable!!!"
Xiao Chen's face was distorted and he shouted.
"Whenever I sense a hint of danger from that sword strike you just made, these little things will appear in advance and eat you up."
"In other words."
"No matter what happens in today's game, you are the loser."
At the last moment, Bai Feng decided to spread love and tell the other party the truth.
Soon, the curses became smaller and smaller, and were gradually drowned out by the sound of insects eating...
"What level? The same level of cultivation as me."
Bai Feng glanced at the young man's body, and then released a spiritual thought.
Whoosh——
The soul-binding flag in the corner listened to its master's call and flew in. It kept spinning in the air, crushing the young man's soul and confining it again!
"Ah, no...how am I so good at doing this kind of thing now?"
"Well, I have to be more restrained from now on, and don't really turn into a big devil."
Bai Feng warned himself.
But in all fairness.
In this world of cultivating immortals where the jungle is strong and the jungle is life-and-death, how difficult is it to survive?
He is also helpless for someone.
Fortunately, not only did he eliminate a hidden danger in advance today, but he also became familiar with the art of bewitching, which was a slight gain and gave him more confidence in his future.
"Now that Xiao Yi is dead, it will be Xiao Chen's turn to deliver his death tomorrow."
"Hope everything goes well."
Bai Feng prayed secretly.
Immediately, his eyebrows sank, and he suddenly remembered something.
"etc......"
"Now, my time travel has caused the entire plot line to deviate from the track. So, when I trap Xiao Chen tomorrow, his big backer in the Cangming Sect won't come to get him, right?"
Thinking of this, a plump, graceful and feminine figure appeared in Bai Feng's mind.
It was Xiao Chen's master in the Cangming Sect, the master of the Yingui Hall, and the embroidered-faced saint--Hua Yuerong.
........
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Cangming Sect, Yingui Hall, dormitory for senior disciples.
"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy!"
"One of our own!"
"Master! Master, please say something! You know my identity! Save me!"
A young man with a handsome appearance suddenly sat up from the bed and stared into the void in shock.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Xiao? Is it a nightmare?"
The junior brother and follower on the side, Chen Qiang, walked up with concern.
"I........"
Xiao Chen quickly wiped his sweat and said tentatively: "Did I just talk in my sleep?"
"Ah." Chen Qiang nodded.
"What did you say?"
"Didn't...didn't hear clearly."
"Oh, then it's okay."
Xiao Chen pressed his chest, opened the window, and instinctively looked in the direction of Youluo Mountain.
Somehow, my heart suddenly felt cramped!
It was as if someone had cut out a piece of flesh and blood!
"This feeling is no longer right..."
"Today is already the sixth day, and the soul-eating powder poison in Bai Qingling's body should have spread to the extreme."
"This girl Cen Xing'er has been acting strangely in recent days. We can't place all our bets on her!"
"No! I have to go through this myself!"
The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He immediately stood up, sheathed his knife and walked towards the door.
"Hey, senior brother, the morning classes at the Magician's Palace haven't started yet! Where are you going?" Chen Qiang asked curiously.
"Go to Tianyuan Lake at the foot of Youluo Mountain next door."
The gold medal undercover, the second disciple of the Kunlun Taoist Sect, with fiery eyes, squeezed out five words from between his teeth:
"I want to eat fish."
