“There is no free and easy immortal in the world, only your peerless kingly fist?” Inside the dark prison, Xie Kanhua was still cursing in a low voice, “If Bai Jile was really that easy to deal with, Helian would have taken action long ago!”
"If you only fight people you can defeat, then why are you in the martial arts world?" The old man snorted coldly, "I think your friend has a chance to win."
"Why do you say that, senior?" Xie Kanhua frowned.
"Because he wants to die! People who want to die are fearless and are the scariest!" The old man said slowly, "And the Bai Jile you mentioned is now the number one person in Shanglin Palace, so there are too many things he can't bear to give up. People like this are easy to deal with."
"Senior, you are wrong." Xie Kanhua shook his head and said, "You have not seen Bai Jile. He is definitely not a person who can be judged by common sense. Although I have not been able to see through him over the years, I know that he is definitely a person who can give up everything. I even think that Shanglin Palace is not worth mentioning in his heart. He is like the immortal described in the book..."
"Immortal?" the old man said faintly.
"Immortal." Xie Kanhua lowered his head and pondered.
On the top of the Wuyu Tower, Xiaoyaoxian leaped up with his arms spread out, his whole body bathed in the moonlight, as graceful as an immortal descending to the earth.
"I was originally a carefree fairy in heaven, but I have to fall into the dust and look at the blooming flowers."
Xiaoyaoxian turned around, jumped down, and suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand.
"Back off!" Bai Jile shouted in a low voice, and Bailong and Baihe immediately stepped back ten feet away. Bai Jile pointed a finger towards the sky.
There are many rumors about Bai Jile in the world, such as the battle against Tianmen Holy Sect, where he killed half of the Holy Sect elders by himself, making him the most famous person in the entire Shanglin Heavenly Palace. But few people have actually seen Bai Jile take action, so in the rumors, Bai Jile's actions are always accompanied by exaggerated descriptions such as thunder and weapons dancing. Only those who experienced the battle in person know that Bai Jile's actions have always been simple and casual, just like he casually pointed his finger.
But many of the Saint Sect elders could not block this simple finger.
This finger has a very nice name.
The immortal pointed the way.
Bai Jile's finger touched the folding fan, Xiaoyaoxian's robe fluttered, and a purple light flashed in his eyes. Bai Jile retracted his finger and took three steps back. Xiaoyaoxian hit the ground with his fan, creating a three-foot-deep pit.
"I've thought about it for a long time. The secret book appeared in my room that year. It must have been you who did it, right?" Xiaoyaoxian asked.
"It was Ning Qingcheng who did it." To Xiaoyaoxian's surprise, Bai Jile responded very happily.
Xiaoyaoxian was stunned: "Are you two conspiring together?"
Bai Jile shook his head: "I just saw it."
"But you didn't say it!" Xiaoyaoxian said angrily.
Bai Jile smiled faintly: "But you didn't want me to tell you at that time, right?"
"Bai Jile, you are such a terrible person." Xiaoyaoxian clenched the folding fan in his hand.
"I just watched all this happen." Bai Jile said calmly, "Of course, if you think this is my fault, just come and kill me."
"Forget it. I chose the wrong path myself. I can't blame anyone." Xiaoyaoxian sighed softly, "But I must take Xie Kanhua away."
"I still say the same thing." Bai Jile swung his sleeves violently, and his whole body was filled with energy. "Come on!"
"Good! It's rare to hear you speak frankly!" Xiaoyaoxian threw the folding fan in his hand towards Bai Jile.
Bai Jile clasped his hands together, and his white robe flew up with the wind. The folding fan was knocked back when it was one foot away from him. Xiaoyaoxian leaped forward, took back the folding fan, and then swung it violently. Bai Jile was stunned and blocked it with his sleeves, but was still knocked back three steps by the gust of wind. As for the young disciples who were ten feet away from Bai Jile, except for a few with deep skills, the others were blown away directly.
"What a strong internal force." Bai He whispered.
"This is the Fuyao Fan Technique, which means that people below the Fuyao realm cannot even block the wind from this fan." Bai Long saw through this martial art.
After the first fan, Xiaoyaoxian did not stop, but continued to fan again and again. Under the Fusheng Zuimeng Tower, sand and rocks flew in an instant, and the fan wind slowly formed a small tornado, surrounding Bai Jile completely.
"I really want to believe that this can be done with just a folding fan." Ji Luo appeared behind Helian Xiyue and said in amazement.
Helian Xiyue shook his head: "Not enough."
"What's not enough?" Ji Luo asked confusedly.
"It's far from enough." Helian Xiyue looked upwards.
A white figure appeared above the tornado. Bai Jile actually rode the wind, stood on top of the wind, and began to dance with his white sleeves.
"Divine Dream Dance?" Xiaoyaoxian sneered, "Okay! I'll let you dance to your heart's content." After saying that, he began to wave the folding fan in his hand even faster, and the tornado grew bigger and bigger with his movements, and Bai Jile's dance became faster and faster.
One person waves a fan to create wind, and the other person dances in the wind.
Both of them were well-known masters in the martial arts world. If others saw this scene, they would think it was quite romantic. Even many disciples who were watching were stunned for a moment. However, only Helian Xiyue and others could see the danger in it. The two of them seemed to be dancing with fans in a chic manner, but there were invisible killing moves in each of their movements.
Ji Luo asked in confusion: "Are they competing in internal strength?"
Helian Xiyue nodded: "That's right."
"I didn't expect that there is someone in the world who can compete with the building owner in internal strength." Bai He exclaimed, "Is this Xiaoyaoxian really just the second floor owner of Wuyu Building?"
"Xiaoyaoxian practiced the Book of Extinction left by the former Demon King. It is a secret book dedicated to cultivating martial arts qi. It is regarded as an evil skill because it pursues pure internal strength too much." Bailong explained.
"No wonder." Bai He suddenly realized.
"Jingwei carries a tiny piece of wood to fill the vast ocean. Xingtian dances with his halberd and shield, his fierce ambition remains." Bai Jile finished his dance, retracted his sleeves, stood above the wind, and lowered his head to look at the immortal Xiaoyao below.
Xiaoyaoxian also stopped waving his fan. He let out a long breath, looked up and said, "Forget it, fighting like this is not satisfying after all."
Bai Jile's pupils shrank slightly: "You could have been free and easy in the world, why did you come to this muddy water?"
The wind suddenly stopped.
Bai Jile landed slowly.
Xiaoyaoxian suddenly rushed forward with a fan.
Fan-out.
Bai Jile's long sleeves fluttered as he glared at Xiaoyaoxian.
One foot away.
The fan folded and paper scraps flew everywhere.
Xiaoyaoxian moved one foot closer and punched Bai Jile on the chest.
"There is no such thing as a free and easy life in heaven. There is only the human world, where every punch hits the flesh!"