After the sword collided with the ball, a dazzling light burst out, followed by a loud "bang".

Powerful energy waves spread out in all directions like a surging tide.

The monks around him all stepped back to avoid being affected by this force.

The eldest brother used the reaction force to flip in the air and landed steadily. His face was solemn but not afraid at all.

"Hmph, old thing, do you think my sword is just an ordinary thing?" The eldest brother snorted coldly and gripped the Wind-Chasing Sword again.

"When the old man saw that his attack had missed, a trace of anger appeared on his face."

"No matter how powerful this broken sword of yours is today, it doesn't matter. You will definitely die today!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a loud shout, and his clothes fluttered as an even more powerful spiritual power surged out of his body.

His hands kept changing seals in the air, and in an instant, the sphere became bigger and bigger.

Then countless small balls whizzed down towards the big brother.

Seeing this, the eldest brother remained calm, moved nimbly, and displayed a set of exquisite sword techniques.

His figure was as fast as lightning, and the Wind-Chasing Sword in his hand danced into an impenetrable sword curtain.

Block all those countless small balls.

"The second brother, who was standing by, saw that the eldest brother was in a difficult battle and was extremely worried. He wanted to step forward to help."

But he was blocked by the middle-aged monk, "Want to go through? You have to get past me first!"

The middle-aged monk sneered, swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed towards the second brother.

The second brother had no choice but to dodge sideways, then drew his sword and fought fiercely with the middle-aged monk.

At this time, I was hiding in Dongling Pavilion, my heart was tightly gripped, and my eyes were fixed on the battle situation outside without blinking.

The eldest brother and the old man were already engaged in a fierce battle.

The two sides fought back and forth, the spiritual power crisscrossed, and the roar resounded through the sky.

Seeing this, I quietly took out the gold bracelet from my sleeve and prepared to trap the old man.

At this moment, his eyes unconsciously scanned the crowd, and his gaze finally fell on the gray-robed old man.

I focused my mind slightly, and slowly extended a trace of spiritual power to cover him.

It wouldn't have been a big deal if I hadn't checked, but once I did, my heart sank.

This grey-robed old man's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Fusion Stage, and he was only one step away from the Mahayana Stage! Even more powerful than his father.

With such terrifying strength, how did the Dongling Pavilion attract such a powerful enemy?

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my panicked mind.

Then he stared closely at every move of the gray-robed old man, while not daring to relax his attention on his eldest brother.

His eyes switched back and forth between the two, his palms sweaty.

At this moment, a sharp spiritual power suddenly shot out from the crowd like a hidden arrow, directly hitting the eldest brother's vital point.

The incident happened suddenly and I was extremely anxious. I instinctively wanted to throw the gold bracelet out with all my strength.

However, just as I was about to make a move, something like a shooting star streaked across the sky.

Two Taoists with immortal looks came in gracefully, their long sleeves fluttering gently.

He easily dispelled the sneak attack of spiritual power.

Seeing this, my heart finally settled down a little and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in the lead drew an arc in the air with his hands and waved gently.

A gentle yet powerful force spread out instantly.

The elder brother and the old man who were fighting fiercely were safely separated.

The two of them involuntarily retreated a few steps.

Then, the Taoist glanced around with a dignified gaze and said loudly, "This Master despises sneak attacks and such despicable acts."

After saying this, he slightly turned sideways and whispered to the Taoist beside him, "Brother, this is the Dongling Pavilion."

Baili Shuijing's eyes slowly swept across the bustling crowd in front of the store.

He frowned slightly and asked, "What on earth happened here?"

Seeing this, the eldest brother hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to the two of them.

With a respectful look, he said, "Thank you, my dear grandson. Uncle just blocked a blow for me."

Upon hearing this, Master Yufeng and Baili Shuijing both looked at the young man in front of them.

Master Yufeng's face was full of confusion.

At this time Baili Shuijing smiled slightly.

He said, "My guess is correct. You should be my good brother Bai Fu's grandson, Bai Xunzhi. I saw you when I was a child."

The eldest brother quickly responded, "It's me, Bai Xunzhi."

Upon hearing this, Master Yufeng was stunned at first, and then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

He hurried forward, laughed heartily, and said, "I remember now. This appearance hasn't changed much since I was a child.

Once when I was drinking with your grandfather, I secretly gave you a drink, and ended up getting scolded by your grandfather.

At this time, the second brother also noticed that the situation on the eldest brother's side had changed, and the two sides temporarily stopped fighting.

The second brother quickly ran to the eldest brother, bowed to the two Taoists, and said, "Thank you for your help, seniors."

The eldest brother corrected him quickly: "You should call him uncle."

The second brother looked confused, then reacted and immediately changed his tone and said, "Hello, uncle."

Master Yufeng smiled and nodded, saying, "Xian Sun, is this your brother?"

The eldest brother responded: "This is my younger brother Bai Song."

When Master Yufeng heard the name, he was slightly stunned at first.

Then he murmured subconsciously: "For free?"

Seeing this, the eldest brother hurried forward and patiently explained, "My second brother's name is taken from our parents' surnames, hence the name Bai Song."

However, Master Yufeng seemed not to hear his elder brother's explanation.

His thoughts were still on the strange homonym, and then he burst into laughter without any restraint.

He laughed and muttered, "This name is good. Baishou, Baishou. It is unique and interesting. It is unforgettable once you hear it."

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