"You old dog surnamed Li! How dare you be so rude to my junior brother? If you have the guts, you'll have to get through me first!" A roar was heard, and before the voice arrived, the person had already arrived. It turned out to be Bai Qingcang, who appeared beside Jiang Feng in an instant like a ghost. At the same time, the two beauties Xiao Qingfang and Xiao Qingling also flashed and stood steadily behind Jiang Feng, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
At this moment, the white-haired, stern-faced old man saw Bai Qingcang slowly approaching. He widened his eyes and cursed angrily, "Bai Qingcang, you think you are worthy of dueling with me? You are just dreaming!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Qingcang threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter resounding through the sky and rustling the leaves around him. He then responded with a mocking tone, "Humph! I can't believe that after all these years, you, old fellow, have only grown in cultivation, but haven't learned a thing! Back then, you knelt at the gate of our Qingyun Sect for a whole year like a dog wagging its tail for mercy! Fortunately, my master was kind and compassionate, and considering your sincere heart, she mercifully gave you some advice. Who would have thought that today, not only would you not repay her kindness, but you would actually turn against her and come here to destroy the legacy she left behind. You, old dog surnamed Li, are worse than an animal!"
Bai Qingcang had always been a man of his word, his words sharp as a knife, piercing the heart. His words were like a hammer hitting Old Dog Li's heart, making him flush red in the face, trembling with anger, his lips quivering but unable to form a complete sentence. For a moment, he stood there, bewildered, feeling both ashamed and annoyed, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
However, Bai Qingcang did not give up. He immediately shouted, "Since you have forgotten your roots, do you have the courage to fight me in an upright battle? If I am defeated today, you can do whatever you want with me. But if you are defeated by me... hehe, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Before he finished speaking, Old Dog Li, with a ferocious expression on his face, suddenly took a large step forward, apparently ready to accept this life-or-death battle without hesitation. But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed him tightly, and lowered his voice to urgently warn, "Don't be impulsive, Senior Li! Bai Qingcang's strength is unfathomable, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. We should take a long-term view!"
Old Dog Li slowly shook his head, a hint of helplessness on his face, and said softly, "Forget it, forget it. Everything is destined. This is the will of heaven and cannot be violated. You should stop interfering. I will go to the Human Emperor to apologize for what happened today. Thinking back to the past, Patriarch Qingyun was indeed very kind to me. Even if I have gone through three lifetimes, I will never forget this kindness. However, all human beings in the world respect the Human Emperor. Only he can lead us to the path of peace and stability."
Upon hearing this, Bai Qingcang couldn't help but raise his head and burst into laughter, his laughter resounding through the sky: "Hahahahahaha, this is ridiculous! This is simply a huge joke! Everyone has seen clearly and clearly what the Human Emperor has done in the past thousand years! The princes have been scheming against each other for the throne, causing endless civil strife; the demons have been invading repeatedly, but he has turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear. How can he be worthy of the position of the Human Emperor with such behavior? Stop talking nonsense, and quickly compete with me!" Before he finished speaking, Bai Qingcang's aura suddenly erupted, like a volcano about to erupt, which was chilling. At the same time, the Eight Desolate Divine Spear that he was holding tightly in his hand also emitted a low humming sound, as if responding to the call of its master, ready to charge into battle for his master at any time.
Seeing this, the old man standing nearby sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Since that's the case, I'll do as you wish. But I hope you won't interfere. This is a fateful entanglement between him and me." With that, Li Laogou flicked his wrist and pulled out a fairy fan from his bosom. At first glance, the fan looked unremarkable, but a closer look revealed that its surface was meticulously woven from an extremely rare and unknown silk. The landscape patterns painted on the fan were vivid, resembling real mountains and rivers. These landscapes seemed to possess a mysterious, flowing aura, imbued with a sense of spirituality. As Li Laogou removed the fan, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and a hint of cold air escaped from the fan.
Bai Qingcang's face was as gloomy as water, unmoved by the turbulent onslaught before him. He gripped the mighty Eight Desolate Divine Spear tightly with both hands, and let out a roar like thunder. He transformed into a flash of lightning and pounced directly at Li Laogou.
Li Laogou remained unfazed, his lips curled up slightly in a scornful smile. He raised his right hand and waved the seemingly ordinary fairy fan casually. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a howling wind swept in, mixed with countless razor-sharp, gleaming ice blades, rushing towards Bai Qingcang.
Facing such a fierce attack, Bai Qingcang showed no fear. He swung his divine spear, and for a moment, the shadows of the spear formed an impenetrable wall of steel. With a series of crisp "ding ding dang dang" sounds, the oncoming ice blades were blocked one by one. However, the force of the raging wind was too strong, and it continued to push him back.
However, Bai Qingcang was not one to give up easily. He stomped his feet hard, causing the ground to crack and dust to fly. Then, he took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy within him began to flow rapidly like a surging torrent. His eyes widened, and he rushed forward again like an arrow from a bow.
Seeing this, Li Laogou's eyes flashed with surprise. He flicked his wrist, and swung the immortal fan again. This time, it wasn't ice blades and fierce winds that emanated, but a thick, impenetrable fog. This fog quickly spread, and within it, countless blurry phantoms loomed, pouncing towards Bai Qingcang with bared fangs and claws.
Bai Qingcang knew these phantoms were no small feat, and he dared not take them lightly. He closed his eyes tightly, banishing all distractions, and unleashed his unparalleled power, the Qingyun Jue. With the Qingyun Jue's superhumanly sharp perception, he instantly detected the flaw at the center of the fog. In a flash, he exerted force with his arm, and the Eight Desolate Divine Spear in his hand, like a dragon emerging from the sea, pierced the center of the fog with unparalleled force.
Li Laogou never expected that Bai Qingcang could find the flaw in his moves so quickly, and he was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly stepped back, trying to avoid this fatal blow.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Bai Qingcang was too fast. In the blink of an eye, the majestic Eight Desolate Divine Spear had already pierced Li Laogou with a tremendous force. Li Laogou was about to be unable to avoid it and was seriously injured...
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