Chapter 11 My Swordsmanship is Named after Reason

Her tone was gentle, and she was dressed in white, like a bright moon over a river, so close that it was impossible to get close to her. This formed a sharp contrast with the bloody environment around her.

But the sword in her other hand was already filled with spiritual power, and it could be used to chop down at any time.

The sword was bright red because it had absorbed blood, like a burning flame that could burn everything in the next second.

The young master of the demonic sect, Guan Ruoxing, was lying on the ground, looking up at her. He looked disheveled and his clothes were tattered.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his body slightly, and pretended to be confused.

"What the hell? Elder Ying Su came to my Fentian Sect to cause trouble early in the morning. What is his intention?"

Guan Ruoxing didn't understand. The person in front of him was only at the Zhiwei stage, so how come even the demon cultivator elder at the Kanxin stage was no match for her?

Bai Yunshu looked at the person lying on the ground and smiled gently.

"That's weird, why are you calling me elder now?"

Guan Ruoxing looked at the elder who had died at her feet, his face turned pale, and he thought to himself, isn't this what you call "working"?

"Elder Ying Su, I really don't know what you want..."

He tried his best to argue, wondering where he could run the fastest.

"Playing dumb?"

Bai Yunshu withdrew his hand, raised the sword, and lightly slashed forward without any concern.

The sword energy broke through the air and turned into a blade, cutting the rocks behind it. Most of the Burning Heaven Sect collapsed, raising a thin layer of dust.

"puff!"

Guan Ruoxing vomited a mouthful of blood and fell back to the ground.

His palms were already sweating, and his internal organs were severely damaged by the vibration of the sword energy. He felt burning pain from the inside out, and he couldn't get up.

She just casually and nonchalantly made a light stroke, with a look of contempt that looked down on ants... and she cut off more than half of her own thousand-year-old black iron mountain.

Guan Ruoxing couldn't imagine what would happen if the sword energy just now hit him.

There is a high probability that he will be cut in half, or his whole body will be shattered into a bloody mist. In any case, he will not be able to leave a complete body and will die in an ugly way.

He didn't dare to look up and spoke almost through gritted teeth.

"If you kill the elder, you can't kill me! And! Didn't you always convince people with reason?"

He was still discussing important matters with the elders this morning, and this man politely asked for a meeting, appearing gentle, refined, and approachable.

She spoke as soon as she entered the door.

"I always convince people with reason, returning things and leaving the body intact."

Everyone present was dumbfounded. Three seconds later, almost at the same time, the entire sect burst into laughter, resounding throughout the area.

Who taught her to talk like that? To say it in such a flat tone?

If it were five hundred years ago, this group would have probably fallen to their knees as soon as she said this.

After all, in this world where cultivation is everything, those with high cultivation have absolute say.

But times are different now.

"Hahahaha, who did I think it was? Isn't this Bai Yunshu? How dare someone in the Zhiwei realm say such a thing?"

"You used to be a favored child of heaven, but now it's different. You are just one of the common people. How dare you come to Fentian to cause trouble? Are you crazy?"

"Hahahaha, a child of destiny? I heard that he has been unable to get promoted to Zhiwei. Who knows how he got the title of a child of destiny in the past?"

Bai Yunshu didn't seem annoyed, but he just conjured up a magical flute in his hand.

Everyone was talking at once. Guan Ruoxing had never seen Bai Yunshu, but he had heard of his name.

He also scoffed, "What a boast! You're trying to convince people with reason? We demon cultivators are the most unreasonable. Are you trying to play a song for us to persuade us?"

After these words were spoken, many demon cultivators became even more unscrupulous.

But before he could laugh for three seconds, Guan Ruoxing couldn't laugh anymore.

The flute and sword in Bai Yunshu's hand were blue and purple, shining brightly, pointing directly at Guan Ruoxing who was sitting in the middle.

Guan Ruoxing raised his hand in disdain.

"Hmph, elders! Come on! Show her what she's got."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rushed forward.

"yes!"

"We'll meet her later!"

They surrounded Bai Yunshu, and Bai Yunshu still had that charming smile on his face.

In their opinion, Bai Yunshu's smile was a provocation.

Facing so many people, many of whom had cultivation levels several levels higher than hers, she was incredibly calm and composed, standing still without moving.

Everyone stepped forward, their eyes sharp, raised their swords, and went towards Bai Yunshu together.

Looking at the many people coming towards him, Bai Yunshu shook his wrist, and the sword clone shot out like lightning, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and confronted the elder with the highest cultivation level among them, who was in the Dengtang stage.

The powerful impact caused the surroundings to vibrate, and many low-level disciples were affected and were directly bounced away by the impact.

A white figure shuttled through the crowd, and wherever it passed, demon cultivators fell.

Most of them hadn't even seen the person clearly yet, they just felt a burning sensation on their necks, and the next second, blood gushed out, staining their eyes red.

Her figure is graceful, the sword shines like flowers, the cold light flashes, and every move she makes is full of charm, shimmering in all directions.

The blood gushing out of the air gathered into thin streams, all drifting towards Bai Yunshu and being absorbed by the sword in Bai Yunshu's hand.

As too much blood was absorbed, the blue-purple color deepened step by step, and the sword slowly turned red.

......

Guan Ruoxing was originally sitting there watching the show, but the further it went on, the more he felt something was wrong, and his expression became uglier.

He stood up in a panic and prepared to escape.

My father said that only by staying alive can you output, and if you can't win, just run away.

This was not right no matter how you looked at it. Bai Yunshu had gone on a killing spree! She was treating several elders with higher cultivation than her like monkeys and beating them up.

"It's quite troublesome. I still have to teach in the afternoon. I won't make a fuss anymore."

In the crowd, Bai Yunshu said this.

Her voice was calm, but it carried a strong sense of oppression.

In just a moment, powerful sword energy broke through the air, and the surrounding illusory swords merged to form a huge red sword shape in the air, smashing heavily to the ground.

Guan Ruoxing raised his hand to build a defensive wall to block the mighty sword energy, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

An elder flew directly to his feet, and he was also affected by the energy and was bounced out, hitting the black iron stone, falling heavily to the ground, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Guan Ruoxing took a deep breath and looked up, his eyes widening in shock.

The surroundings were in a mess. The elder in front of him had lost all color in his face and was no longer breathing. The evil energy around him dissipated in the air, leaving only a body.

Guan Ruoxing was stunned.

Isn't this a demon cultivator elder in the Dengtang stage? How could he... be defeated by a cultivator in the Zhiwei stage!

This is wrong!

At this moment, a foot stepped on the corpse in front of him.

The white boots were dazzlingly white. Guan Ruoxing twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the owner of the boots.

There was not a trace of filth on Bai Yunshu's body. He was still the same as before. Even after being beaten for such a long time, he was still very calm.

Guan Ruoxing closed his eyes in despair.

Facts have proved that people will pay the price for their youthful recklessness.

Hearing him ask that, Bai Yunshu lowered his eyes.

"Oh? You're right. It's about convincing people with reason."

Bai Yunshu paused.

"My swordsmanship is named after the principle. What's the problem?"