"Mr. Long, your brother came to challenge me back then. We were young and hot-tempered and signed a life-and-death agreement. Although it seems a little inappropriate now, after all, we agreed to fight each other regardless of life or death. You have been brooding over it all these years—" Mo Wen waved the golden knife in his hand, "You really have no temperament."
Mr. Long sneered: "I don't have the temperament to begin with. I only have three axes."
"Golden axe, silver axe, or iron axe?" Mo Wen asked with raised eyebrows.
"Since you are holding the golden sword, I will naturally give you the best golden axe." Mr. Long raised his hand suddenly, and a small golden axe flew towards Mo Wen.
"Hua Xue, I'll go first." Mo Wen knocked the golden axe back with a knife, and swung the knife in his hand violently. The knife energy fell on Mr. Long's head, and was dissipated by Mr. Long with a palm. However, the dragon sedan behind him was shattered in an instant.
The leaders of all the major sects around him all stepped aside tactfully. It was a well-known fact that the leader of Qingming Academy and the Lord of Demon City had a mortal feud. This battle was inevitable, and none of them had any reason to intervene.
"Call me the Lord of Jimo City." Jimo Huaxue said calmly, and then walked in front of the leaders of the major factions, "Then, leave this place to me."
The head of the four major families, Wang family, Wang Ruoxu, the head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yunwo, the head of the Lu family, Lu Tianxing, the young master of the Xie family, Xie Xing, the owner of Tianshui Villa in Daze Prefecture, Liu Duohan, and the master of Tianshu Hall, Mu Xi. Except for Xie Xing, each of these six masters can be called a master in the world. Even if Jimo Huaxue is known as the only sword immortal in the world, is he strong enough to fight them all alone
"The Lord of Jimo City is a little too arrogant." Wang Ruoxu sneered.
"Back then, my husband climbed Mount Weilong alone and fought from the bottom of the mountain to the top, making the entire Shanglin Palace unable to raise their heads. At that time, did anyone think he was too arrogant?" Jimo Huaxue lightly hooked her finger, and the Hongyan Sword flew in front of her. She grasped the hilt of the sword and swung it heavily.
A sharp sword energy forced the seven men to take a step back.
"I finally understand how you felt when you climbed the mountain that day." Jimo Huaxue smiled, "It was a kind of joy, as if the whole world was blocking your way, but you still moved forward!"
"Second sister-in-law and City Lord Mo, can they really hold off so many masters?" Su Baiyi and his companions' carriage was getting farther and farther away from the Demon City, but he still looked back at the city from time to time, and his tone could not hide his worry.
Nangong Xier comforted him, "Don't worry, with City Lord Mo here, there will definitely not be any accidents happening to my second sister-in-law. City Lord Mo has the entire Demon City behind him. There are many masters in the city, far more than the Nine Evils. Although they have all retired from the martial arts world, they will definitely help City Lord Mo at the critical moment. So what we can do is to rush to Shanglin Palace as soon as possible while they are delaying the masters of the seven sects."
Su Baiyi nodded, retracted his gaze, looked at the people around him, and smiled: "It seems like we have returned to a few months ago, there are still four of us, in one carriage."
"We won't be separated midway this time, right?" Feng Zuojun asked with a smile, facing the night breeze, whip in hand.
"It's still the old rule. If we get separated again, we'll meet at Lintian Palace." Nangong Xier touched the sword at her waist, with a hint of worry in her tone. Although she had already broken out of the Demon Castle and got rid of the masters of the seven major sects, she still felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.
She had seen Bailong, the deputy owner who suddenly appeared in the Demon Castle, before.
Many years have passed, but his appearance has not changed. He had appeared when his mother took her to escape to the academy. Nangong Yuwen was no match for him even if she tried her best. But what was strange was that although he defeated Nangong Yuwen that year, he still let her escape with Nangong Xier in the end.
"Snap."
A crisp sound of footsteps landed on the roof of the carriage.
Nangong Xier and Su Baiyi pressed the hilts of the swords at the same time.
"This is too fast!" Feng Zuojun cursed and was about to turn around, but Xie Yuling stretched out his hand to stop him: "You drive your car, we will deal with this guy."
Bai Long stood on the roof of the carriage, his white robe fluttering. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Xie Yuling: "Is this the third son of the Xie family?"
Xie Yuling frowned and said, "You recognize me."
Bai Long nodded: "I have been paying attention to this young man in the martial arts world. You can be ranked among the top three disciples of the four major families of this generation. But unfortunately, I am not here to see you today."
"Are you here to find me?" Su Baiyi rolled over and jumped onto the roof of the carriage, holding the Junyu Sword and pointing it at Bailong.
Bai Long looked at Su Baiyi carefully and nodded: "We finally meet."
"I've discovered that you people from Fusheng Zuimeng Tower always like to speak in a mysterious way! What do you mean by 'we finally meet'? It makes it feel like you've been waiting for me for many years." Su Baiyi swung his sword and directly pierced through Bailong's chest, but no blood flowed out. Su Baiyi frowned slightly, and saw the white dragon in front of him instantly turned into dust.
"Bailong and Baihe, these two deputy building masters are proficient in illusion. I believe he used this illusion to avoid Fifth Senior Brother and come here." Nangong Xier jumped up with a sword and stood beside Su Baiyi.
"Miss Nangong, we meet again." Bai Long's voice sounded behind them.
Su Baiyi turned around abruptly and whispered, "Senior Sister, have you seen him before?"
"I have seen him." Nangong Xier nodded and said, "When my mother and I were on our way to the academy, he intercepted us. He had the chance to kill both me and my mother, but in the end he didn't do it for some reason."
"At the last moment, I thought about a lot of things, so I didn't take action." Bai Long said lightly.
"Then what do you mean by coming to see me?" Su Baiyi asked.
Bai Long smiled slightly and said, "I came to see you. I want to confirm something."
"What's the matter?" Su Baiyi asked confusedly.
"I already have the answer." Bai Long took a step back and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Su Baiyi retracted his sword and scratched his head: "This person is so strange."
"He was like this back then." Nangong Xier let out a long sigh, but then immediately turned around and pointed her sword forward, "Who's coming again!"
A monk in white strode towards them and said, "It's me, it's me. I abstain from love but not from sex."
"It's you, the monk again!" Nangong Xier was shocked and drew her sword to kill him.
He was so scared that he stopped walking immediately, put his hands together, and clamped Nangong Xier's sword: "Amitabha, girl, you are really beautiful, and you are really cruel. You will kill me as soon as you come."
"If I don't kill you, am I waiting to be killed by you?" Nangong Xier said angrily.
"I am one of us." He said helplessly, abstaining from love but not sex.
"Bah." Nangong Xier cursed, "Who is your bald ass friend?"
"Master Daojun." Jieqing Bujiu held the long sword tightly with both hands and said anxiously, "Come out quickly."
"Tao Jun!" Everyone was shocked.