Her tone was gentle, and her white clothes and the breeze made her look like a bright moon over a river, which was out of reach and formed a sharp contrast with the bloody environment around her.
But the sword in her other hand was already tempered with spirit, and was ready to strike at any time.
The sword finally absorbed blood, and it turned bright red, like a burning flame, burning an area in one second.
The young master of the demonic sect, Guan Ruoxing, was lying on the ground, looking up at her, his body was in disarray, and his clothes were torn.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his body slightly, and pretended to be confused.
"What? What is this? 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 obviously 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 was dying at her feet, his face turned pale, and thought to himself, isn't this what you call capable?
"Elder Ying Su, I really don't know what you want..."
He was extremely cunning, wondering where he could run to get away fastest.
"Playing dumb?"
Bai Yunshu withdrew his hand, raised the sword, and lightly swung it forward without any concern.
The sword energy broke through the air and turned into a blade, splitting the rocks behind. Most of the Burning Heaven Sect collapsed, raising a thin layer of ash.
"puff!"
Guan Ruoxing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell back to the ground.
His palms were sweating, and his internal organs were vibrating from the sword energy and were severely injured. He felt burning pain inside and out, and he couldn't get up.
She just casually and nonchalantly made a light stroke, with contempt in her eyes as she looked down on the 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 that sword energy just now was used on him.
Most likely, it will be chopped in half, or its entire body will be shattered into blood mist. In any case, it will not leave a complete body and it will die ugly.
He didn't dare to raise his head 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 discussing important matters with the elders earlier, and this man politely asked for a meeting, looking gentle, elegant and approachable.
She spoke as soon as she entered the room.
"I always convince people with reason, return the things and keep the bodies intact."
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Three seconds later, almost at 1:00 p.m., the entire sect burst into laughter, echoing everywhere.
Who taught her to talk like that? She said it in such a calm tone.
If it were five hundred years ago, this group of people would have probably fallen to their knees when she said this.
After all, in this world where cultivation is everything, people with high cultivation have absolute say.
But times are different.
"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 the proud son of heaven, but now it's different. You are just one of the ordinary people. How dare you come to Fentian to cause trouble? Are you crazy?"
"Hahahaha, the Proud Son of Heaven? I heard that he has been unable to advance to Zhiwei now. Who knows how he got the title of the Proud Son of Heaven in the past."
Bai Yunshu didn't look annoyed, but he just held 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 laughed and said, "What a big tone! You still want to convince people with reason? We demon cultivators are the most unreasonable. Are you going to play a song for us to persuade us?"
After these words were spoken, many demon cultivators became even more reckless.
But before he could even laugh for three seconds, Guan Ruoxing couldn't laugh anymore.
The flute in Bai Yunshu's hand is a phantom sword, blue and purple in color, shining brightly, pointing directly at Guan Ruoxing who is sitting in the middle.
The official raised his hand with contempt.
"Hmph, elders! Come on! Show her what she can do."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone rushed up from beside him.
"yes!"
"We'll meet her later!"
They surrounded Bai Yunshu, who still had that charming smile on his face.
In their view, 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 fierce, raised their swords, and rushed towards Bai Yunshu.
Looking at the people coming towards him, Bai Yunshu shook his wrist, and his sword transformed into something, piercing out like lightning, cutting through the air with a sharp roar, and confronted the most powerful elder in the Ascension Stage.
The powerful impact shook the surroundings, and many low-level disciples were affected and directly ejected by the impact.
A white figure shuttled through the crowd, and wherever it passed, there were demon cultivators falling down.
Most of them hadn't even seen the person clearly yet, they just felt a burning sensation on their necks, and in a second, blood spurted out, staining their eyes red.
Her figure is graceful, her sword shines like flowers, her every move is full of divine charm, and her influence spreads 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 the sword absorbed too much blood, the blue-purple color deepened step by step, and it slowly turned red.
......
Guan Ruoxing was originally sitting there watching the show, but as it went on, he felt something was not right, and his expression became uglier.
He stood up in panic and prepared to escape.
My father said that only by living can you produce results, otherwise you can just run away.
This was not right no matter how you looked at it. Bai Yunshu had gone crazy! She was playing tricks on several elders who were more powerful than her and suppressing them.
"It's troublesome enough. I have to teach in the afternoon. I won't bother with that."
In the crowd, Bai Yunshu said these words.
Her voice was calm, yet it carried a strong sense of pressure.
In just a moment, a powerful sword energy broke through the air, and the surrounding illusory swords merged into 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 anger and was bounced out, hitting the black iron stone, falling heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Guan Ruoxing took a deep breath and looked up, his eyes widened in shock.
The surroundings were in a mess. The elder in front of him had lost all color on his face and was no longer breathing. The evil energy around him dissipated into the air, leaving only a body.
The official was stunned.
Isn't this a demon cultivator elder in the Dengtang period? How could he be... beaten up by a cultivator in the Zhiwei period!
This isn't right!
At this moment, a foot stepped on the corpse in front of him.
The white boots were dazzlingly white. Guan Ruoxing twitched his mouth and looked at the owner of the boots.
There had been no stain on Bai Yunshu's body, but it was still the same as before, and after such a long time, it was still as calm as a cloud of wind.
The official closed his eyes in despair.
Facts have proven that people will pay a price for their youthful recklessness.
Hearing him ask that, Bai Yunshu lowered his eyes.
"Oh? You're right. You use reason to convince people."
Bai Yunshu paused for a moment.
"My swordsmanship is named after reason. What's the problem?"