The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 27

The red clothes are like fire, and the white hair is like snow.

Strolling at the end of the Qingyun, like a nine-day fairy.

It's a pity that a soaring demonic energy destroyed this harmonious picture.

"Magic repair!"

Sun Muyun, the patriarch of the Baiyun Sword Sect, changed his face drastically and jumped up.

Baiyun Sword Sect is the host of this competition, if the competition is destroyed by the demon cultivator, the reputation of Baiyun Sword Sect will be ruined in the future.

"warehouse--"

The long sword was unsheathed, the halo flowed, and the sword energy was as cold as water.

"it is good!"

"Sect Master Sun's sword is extremely light and cloudy, and he has already entered the school of swordsmanship."

"Clouds cover the fog, the sword shines like a wheel, what a cheap way—"

"Deacon Yuan, your Celestial Master Palace is the leader of the righteous way, and the inheritance of swordsmanship is extraordinary. Tell me, how can Sect Master Sun take down this demon cultivator?"

How many tricks to take down the magic cultivator?
Yuan Siyuan turned his head in a daze.

Are you afraid that you don't know how to live or die?

This is the ruthless man who beat all the elders in Tianshi Palace!

It's just that he couldn't figure out why his senior, a great master, came here.

Moreover, is it still so magical?
"warehouse--"

Yuan Siyuan flew up, with the long sword out of the sheath in his hand.

"Hurry up and save people!"

save people?

This demon cultivator knows Deacon Yuan?

Could it be that this demon cultivator came to find Deacon Yuan?
White hair like snow, is it hurt by love?
For a moment, on the high platform, gossip spread.

But no one made a move.

"Senior, show mercy—"

Yuan Siyuan tapped the long sword in his hand, and a crescent-like sword energy pierced through the void of several tens of feet, and then struck the red-clothed and white-haired Zi Yi.

He had to be saved.

With Zi Yi's strength, he could easily kill Sun Muyun.

But a senior from Tianshi Palace killed another Daoist lord, it's not a big deal, and the words are not good...

"Sword energy released!"

"This is the realm of minor accomplishment in the way of the sword!"

"This Deacon Yuan's swordsmanship is already so advanced!"

Everyone on the high platform stood up in horror.

Compared to Yuan Siyuan's sword practice, Sun Muyun's level is scum.

"Clear moon recirculation? It makes neither fish nor fowl." With the sword energy on his body, Zi Yi stretched out his hand, and the half-moon sword energy stopped at the fingertips.

With a light flick of her fingertips, Ban Yue shot straight at Sun Muyun who was approaching with a straight sword.

"when--"

The long sword in Sun Muyun's hand snapped at the sound, and he flew out sideways.

Zi Yi's gaze passed Yuan Siyuan who was nervous, and landed on the main hall of Baiyun Sword Sect behind him.

"Cracks in space...Senior Brother Zixiao..."

She turned her head and looked around, her eyes gradually turned red.

"Kill these people, and then go to the senior brother..."

Yuan Siyuan felt like his head was about to explode.

This is a strong man at the pinnacle of the master, and he will never be able to sweep the world, and he just became enchanted in front of his eyes.

It's over, it's over.

"She's going to be enchanted, act quickly!"

Qin Wuming, the master of the Six Directions Temple, exclaimed, swept away the floating dust in his hands, and thousands of white threads entangled towards Zi Yi.

"Snapped--"

With a wave of Zi Yi's hand, the floating dust exploded into pieces, and Qin Wuming trembled all over while holding his bleeding right hand.

Grandmaster third level, can't stop a casual blow!
"The devil is vicious, shit!"

"Bold devil, my orthodox sect will never let you go!"

"Everyone, subduing demons and subduing demons is at this time—"

……

Looking at the messy high platform, Zi Yi walked slowly.

"Senior Brother Yuan, this man looks really powerful."

Lu Xue, who knocked Liu Qinyue off the ring with her sword earlier, stood behind Yuan Siyuan and said in a low voice.

"When you see that the situation is not right, run away quickly."

Yuan Siyuan instructed in a low voice, then took a light breath, and took a step forward: "Senior, enough is enough."

"Kill them, go find senior brother..."

Zi Yi ignored Yuan Siyuan at all and walked forward step by step.

"Senior, offended!"

Yuan Siyuan gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand raised a misty sword aura, his body froze, like a flying swallow throwing himself into the forest, he stabbed out with a sword.

Zi Yi turned his head slightly, stretched out his hand to catch in the air, blocking the edge of the sword, and then spat out his true essence in his palm, and with a vigorous force, he knocked Yuan Siyuan out.

A golden light flashed across Yuan Siyuan's body, and fell ten feet away, motionless.

A grandmaster with a small success in the way of swordsmanship was defeated in one blow!

The people who stayed on the high platform and the disciples of the Baiyun Sword Sect below turned pale and retreated step by step.

"boom--"

With another wave of Zi Yi's hand, the stone steps paved with bluestone and the high platform at the back were completely lifted up, and countless people vomited blood and flew out.

"Spatial crack, brother..."

The magic on Zi Yi's body became more and more solid, turning into a black smoke column.

"You killed Senior Brother Yuan—"

Lu Xue exclaimed, the long sword in her hand drew a cold light, and flew towards Zi Yi.

With a touch of Zi Yi's fingertips, he broke the long sword, and then his body flickered, and he stretched out his hand to strangle Lu Xue's neck.

Her fingers worked slowly.

"Wait a minute—ahem—"

In the distance, Yuan Siyuan got up from the ground and stretched out his finger to land on Xue Xue: "Senior, she is, she is a disciple of Tianshi Palace."

"Tianshi Palace..." Zi Yi paused, with boundless hatred in his eyes: "Don't mention Tianshi Palace to me!"

Yuan Siyuan wished he could slap himself, he would have known not to mention Tianshi Palace!

"Don't mention it, don't mention it! By the way, Junior Sister Lu is a disciple that the little celestial master quite likes. You can't kill her!"

Seeing Lu Xue whose face was flushed, Yuan Siyuan shouted again.

Unfortunately, Zi Yi seems to have never heard of the name of Little Heavenly Master.

Seeing that Zi Yi was still unmoved, Yuan Siyuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, reached out and took out a few light yellow talismans from his bosom.

Just now, if one of the talismans hadn't taken effect, Zi Yi's blow would have killed him or seriously injured him.

"I hope the little celestial master's talisman can be useful, otherwise, I will die, and the Tianshi palace will also be in disaster."

If Zi Yi really kills all the people here, the righteous way of the world will definitely turn against Tianshi Palace.

Yuan Siyuan whispered, reached out and patted one talisman on his chest, and then stuck the other two on his legs.

Then he shouted loudly, and his figure disappeared in place.

Golden Talisman.

Magical talisman.

Zi Yi was shocked all over, just as Lu Xue was thrown away, Yuan Siyuan had already appeared in front of her.

She slapped Yuan Siyuan's chest, a golden light flashed on Yuan Siyuan's body, and his figure was only slightly shaken.

Taking advantage of this emptiness, Yuan Siyuan raised his hand and pasted a golden talisman on Zi Yi's forehead.

"Om-"

As soon as the talisman was firmly attached, it turned into golden crumbs.

However, the devilish energy on Zi Yi's body stopped, and she seemed to be in a state of laxity, and her body also froze.

Yuan Siyuan gritted his teeth, and slapped all the remaining talismans on Zi Yi's body.

"Om-"

"Om-"

It wasn't until the eighth talisman that it was firmly attached and was not blown apart.

"Huh—so dangerous!"

After carefully tearing off the talismans on his body, and putting away the few remaining magic-suppressing talismans, Yuan Siyuan turned around.

"Brother, are you okay..."

Lu Xue rushed over and spoke happily.

"Deacon Yuan is amazing!"

"Tianshi Palace has such means, it really deserves to be the leader of my righteous way!"

……

Looking at the expressions of those people who surrounded him, Yuan Siyuan was very pleased.

"Hey! This devil messed with my Dao Sect Grand Competition and hurt so many fellows in the world, let me kill her with a single sword!"

A grand master rushing out from nowhere gave a loud shout, and rushed towards Zi Yi with his long sword straightened out.

"Go away!"

Yuan Siyuan yelled angrily, his body seemed to emit ten thousand golden lights, and he drove away the person who had drawn the sword.

"Deacon Yuan, what do you mean by protecting this demon cultivator?"

"This is Demon Cultivator, Deacon Yuan, do you want Tianshi Palace to protect Demon Cultivator?"

Those masters from various sects gathered around and looked at Yuan Siyuan puzzled.

"I am acting in Tianshi Palace, do I need to explain to you?"

Yuan Siyuan gave a low drink with a cold face, then turned to Lu Xue and whispered, "Take this senior back to Tianshi Palace!"

……

Watching the Tianshi Palace and his party go away, and then looking at the devastation in front of the mountain gate, Sun Muyun, who was vomiting blood and coughing lowly, didn't catch his breath and passed out.

"Everyone, my Baiyun Sword Sect has been established here for more than a hundred years. I have always accumulated virtue and done good deeds. I have never enmity with others. I am respectful and respectful to the Tianshi Palace and never dare to surpass it. But today..."

Another elder of the Baiyun Sword Sect who supported Sun Muyun was crying with snot and tears.

The disciples of the Baiyun Sword Sect below all had tears in their eyes and clenched their teeth.

"Everyone, Tianshi Palace will give us an explanation for this matter!" A Taoist master who led the team shouted, his face full of righteousness.

"Yes, to protect the demon cultivator who has hurt so many fellow practitioners, Tianshi Palace will definitely give us an explanation!" Another master waved his hand fiercely with fortitude all over his body.

"We're going to Tianshi Palace right now, and we'll go to Master Songyue to ask for an explanation!" An old man in a fluttering white coat stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and said calmly.

"Walk--"

The crowd chased Yuan Siyuan and the others in the direction they left, making a lot of noise and chasing after him.

(End of this chapter)