Volume 2, Chapter 271 Ling Wanxiang retreated with hatred.



Volume 2, Chapter 271 Ling Wanxiang retreated with hatred.

The battle continues.

The people in the Killing Camp watched with great interest, but were also secretly glad.

Especially Luosha, he was very glad that during the two years he had been guarding, Baili Xun had not given him such a blow, otherwise he was afraid that he would really not be able to defeat this old guy.

"General, if we don't go to help, will we be punished by the Immortal Lord?"

"No, our mission is to guard Broken Sword Mountain and prevent the people inside from coming out. We don't have to fight the enemy. Besides, none of the Immortal Emperors present is stronger than me. They are all old guys. It's useless for me to go."

"Well, I hope the Immortal Lord won't punish me."

"It's okay. If there's anything, I'll go to the Elders' Council to discuss it."

The Heavenly Court is not just for Ling Wanxiang alone, there is also the Council of Elders to check and balance him.

Besides, hundreds of years ago, Baili Xun attacked the Heavenly Palace, causing heavy casualties. He was punished at that time and was not afraid of being punished again.

At this time, Ye Tingmu was still squatting on the coffin, watching the battle in front of him. He worried for Baili Xun from time to time, and occasionally felt sorry for him, as he was just a little bit short of victory.

On the main peak of Broken Sword Mountain, Baili Jianhan and his four brothers sat on the ground, leaning their heads on their shoulders, watching the battle in front of them.

Qiqi also made the same pose and was surrounded by four people.

Baili Rou: "What's wrong with Master today? Why is he so angry? Don't forget that he is still injured."

Baili Mu: "Based on my understanding of Master, there must be a new person coming to Broken Sword Mountain, so he wants to show off in front of the new disciples."

Baili Rou nodded in agreement. "That seems to make sense. After all, that was Zang, the top of the Tianzong Ranking. Speaking of our junior brother, do you want to go and pick him up?"

Baili Jianhan waved his hand, "No need, he will come by himself."

Baili Qianqiu clicked his tongue, "After three years of not seeing you, Master is still as mean as ever, ah!!"

Qiqi tilted her little head. She was very curious. What was so interesting about the fight in front of her? It was boring at all. You poked me and I poked you. The mountains were broken into pieces and the sky was dark.

She still felt that it was more interesting for her elder brother to deceive people.

The looks from other people are admiring.

The battle lasted for half an hour. Ling Wanxiang was in a dilemma. If he retreated, his reputation would be ruined. If he continued to fight, he would have no way to defeat Baili Xun.

This tactic is cheap, but also very practical.

The other emperors also began to back off.

This time, I can only say that I have been extremely embarrassed. The Demon Sealing City was buried to the ground with nothing left. Now they have come to my door, and I can't do anything to them.

At this moment, they no longer have anger, and all they have is a feeling of frustration and grievance.

I have the ability but nowhere to use it, and I can't express my suffering.

"Master Immortal, if we don't break this formation, we can't do anything to him. Let's retreat."

"I agree. Just consider it as my bad luck. I paid for the lesson."

"......"

A group of people spoke at once to persuade him.

Even though Ling Wanxiang was unwilling, he was powerless. If he continued like this, he would only become a laughing stock and be ridiculed by the world.

"Broken Sword Mountain, one day, I, Ling Wanxiang, will break this formation, raze this place to the ground, dig up your ancestors' graves, and scatter your ashes."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, and the monstrous Dharma image burning with flames dissipated.

"withdraw!"

Seeing the other party fleeing far away, Baili Xun could only shake his head helplessly. It seemed that he was still taking things for granted. As both were emperors, outnumbered by forty-one, he still wanted to kill one of them. It was really a pipe dream, not even with this broken sword.

He loosened his grip on the sword and whispered, "Go."

Upon hearing this, the broken sword seemed to come alive and turned into a long rainbow and flew to the place where it originally belonged.

However, just as Ling Wanxiang was leading his men to retreat, a shadow also shot out from behind Ye Tingmu.

But it is much smaller than the Dharma images of the Immortal Emperors.

And the momentum is also much weaker.

I saw a shadowy figure drawing a longbow, and with a "bang", a sharp arrow flew out.

One of the ten forbidden techniques, chasing stars and launching them day by day.

Straight towards Ling Wanxiang.

Ling Wanxiang naturally sensed something, he just turned around and glared into the sky.

The light arrow was crushed to pieces by an inexplicable energy.

Everyone looked back and raised their eyes.

Ye Tingmu was seen standing on the green coffin, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Xiao Ling, don't be scared. Let's fight for three more days and three nights."

This scene once again made the Immortal Emperors grit their teeth in anger.

Ling Wanxiang was so anxious that he almost lost his balance and fell from the sky.

He hated. Originally, the person he hated the most was Jian Wushu, but now, Zang had taken his place.

"Tsk, you're leaving now? Never mind. When I have a breakthrough in the future, I will come to your house and beat you up."

As he said this, he put away his magical powers.

At this time, Baili Xun also floated down from the sky and landed in front of him.

There was a faint smile at the corner of that pale mouth, and a hint of scrutiny in those turbid eyes.

"Are you Zang?"

Looking at the man in front of him, Ye Tingmu was deeply touched, because he thought the man in front of him did not look like a human, but more like a corpse.

The cheeks are not only extremely pale, but also look like they have less than 20 pounds of flesh.

But his realm is there, a powerful Immortal Emperor.

Naturally, he did not dare to neglect it. Baili Qianqiu had said that there was only one great emperor in Broken Sword Mountain, and that was their master, Baili Xun.

He quickly bowed and said, "Junior, greetings to the Sword Master."

"Why are you here?"

"Come and seek refuge."

The two asked and answered each other, it was simple and clear.

Baili Xun didn't hesitate, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Then follow me."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the main peak of Broken Sword Mountain with his thin body.

Ye Tingmu hurriedly carried the green coffin on his shoulders and chased after him.

On the way, the two of them chatted intermittently, one in front and one behind.

"I heard from my two disciples that you cheated the Ten Great Immortal Sects and the Heavenly Palace of many things. Is this true?"

Ye Tingmu scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't take much."

"Oh, how much is no?"

"There are only about 70 drops of Immortal Emperor's blood, more than 20 high-grade Emperor Divine Weapons, and probably tens of thousands of Heavenly Divine Weapons. As for the other things, I didn't count them carefully, but I estimate they can be piled as high as that mountain."

Hearing this, Baili Xun lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. What the hell... When he saw that Ye Tingmu was pointing to the main peak of Broken Sword Mountain, he stopped immediately and turned to look at him in a daze.

His eyes were filled with horror, "Are you sure?"

"certainly."

Baili Xun took a deep breath. No wonder so many emperors came. If it were him, he would chase after her too.

He scanned the area from top to bottom again, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"You are better than me."

Then continue up the mountain.

With so many things, they really emptied other people's wealth. It can only be said that it is definitely not simple for Ye Tingmu in front of him to be able to do this. There is also the sacred tree on his shoulder, and the sword that broke the formation he just slashed out. All of these tell me that this young man is quite extraordinary and deserves to be the number one on the Tianzong list. Such a person must be grasped. The rise of Broken Sword Mountain may depend on him.

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