Su Baiyi turned to look at him and whispered, "This senior should be Priest Xue."
Priest Xue walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and wiped his face, putting on the bronze mask that best represented his identity. He smiled and said, "Su Baiyi, today we finally meet for real."
Su Baiyi clenched the hilt of the sword: "Nice to meet you, but I guess you are not on my side."
Priest Xue glanced at the white dragon outside the house, then looked at Wang Ruoxu: "In principle, I don't stand on the side of any of you. I came here for only one thing. And this thing is said to be in the hands of the head of the Wang family."
Wang Ruoxu asked calmly, "Did Bai Jile tell you?"
At the main table, Dongfang Yun and I were all staring at this side closely.
Could it be that what Priest Xue said was the reason why Wang Ruoxu was able to hold this Heroes Conference
Bai Long, who was standing on the roof, suddenly spoke up: "That thing was already in the hands of Patriarch Wang five years ago."
"So you deliberately told me today just to lure me here to help you complete this plan." Priest Xue sneered.
"Yes, senior is a master, how can he join in so easily? It would be better for you to join us in repelling Fu Sheng Zui Meng Lou first." Su Baiyi advised hurriedly.
"But what I, Priest Xue, like most is to get into other people's traps, because only in this way can I feel the greatest pleasure when I break the trap." Priest Xue waved his hands, and at the same time, the two masks hit Wang Buyu and Wang Buchen respectively. Wang Buyu swung his sword to block, but was directly hit away by the mask. Wang Buchen swung his long sword and directly hit the mask back. Priest Xue took back the mask and was slightly surprised.
Wang Buchen said in a deep voice: "It turns out that a mask is used as a weapon. This is the first time I have seen it. It's interesting."
Priest Xue laughed loudly and said, "The more interesting things are yet to come." He waved his palm towards Wang Buchen, and three masks flew out from his sleeves at the same time, clearly a smiling face, an angry face, and a sad face.
Wang Buchen drew his sword again, but this time he was not as calm as before when facing three masks at the same time. He was soon hit on the knee by the angry mask and fell to his knees, smashing the floor. Wang Ruoxu finally took action at this moment. In the previous battle against the Demon City, he carried a sword with him and used a bow and arrow most of the time, but this time he waved his right hand and caught the red tassel spear thrown by his disciple.
"Gun?" Dongfang Qi looked at his father in confusion.
Lu Tianxing said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the old Spear Saint passed on his spear skills to him?"
Dongfang Yun, however, frowned and remained silent, with a serious expression.
Wang Ruoxu swung his gun and directly pierced through the three masks. The power of the gun was so strong that it was not inferior to that of the gun saint just now.
"No, it's not." Dongfang Yun shook his head.
Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment. Although it was the first time he saw Wang Ruoxu's spear skills, his intuition and the feeling of déjà vu gave him a guess. He whispered to Nangong Xier, "The spear skills Wang Ruoxu used might be the spear skills scroll in the immortal book."
Nangong Xier had concentrated all her energy on the sword at this moment. She did not respond to Su Baiyi, but just closed her eyes.
Su Baiyi looked up and found that the white dragon on the roof opposite had also closed his eyes. Su Baiyi smiled bitterly, could it be that the two of them suddenly closed their eyes and faced each other with swords in their minds
In fact, Su Baiyi's guess was not wrong. At this moment, in the minds of Nangong Xier and Bai Long, there were indeed two figures fighting with swords. They looked at each other across the road, and through the mutual probing of sword energy, they repeatedly practiced each other's every move in their minds. Neither of them drew their swords, but their sword intentions reached the peak in repeated probing.
Su Baiyi touched the pill in the brocade bag and calculated the situation on the field. Priest Xue fought against the three Wang family father and son, Su Jian fought against the spear saint Wang Yi, Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun stopped the flower killer, and the senior sister fought against Bai Long. It seemed that the game was evenly matched. It seemed that he was the only one who could change the situation in the end.
Just as he was about to take out the pill, Bai Long suddenly opened his eyes and drew the spear from his waist.
There is a long dragon engraved on the sword, rising in the clouds, and finally the dragon head turns into the hilt, which looks quite domineering.
Bai Long sighed softly, "Miss Nangong, Bai Long is not talented, so I will draw my sword first."
Nangong Xier still hadn't opened her eyes, and seemed to be still immersed in the duel she had imagined.
The white dragon swung his sword and a beam of white light fell.
Su Baiyi wanted to step forward to stop her, but saw that Nangong Xier had already opened her eyes. Then she dodged Bai Long's sword light in an instant and came directly in front of Bai Long.
"I have guessed your sword move." Nangong Xier swung down the sword.
The sword's force was like the water of a river, falling down wildly with this sword!
"Every sword of yours and mine has no suspense in the rehearsal just now. But in a sword duel, there is no absolute." Bailong's sword rose up, and the long sword was like a mad dragon, directly piercing through the sword force that was pouring down and went straight to Nangong Xier's brow.
"Well said." Nangong Xier blocked Bai Long's sword with one sword.
Su Baiyi stood below, stunned. Compared to the time in Shanglin Palace, Nangong Xier's swordsmanship had obviously improved dramatically. He swallowed his saliva and asked, "Is Senior Sister already so powerful?"
Inside the restaurant, under the combined attack of Wang Ruoxu and Wang Buchen, Priest Xue used eight masks together, and the fight seemed to be evenly matched. However, Dongfang Yun and I could clearly see that Priest Xue had not used his full strength, and Wang Ruoxu seemed to be hiding his strength.
Lu Tianxing asked Dongfang Yunwo: "After that incident, the Lu family got the hammer technique, your Dongfang family got the stick technique, their Xie family got the leg technique, and as for the Wang family, they got the gun technique. Although I haven't learned that martial arts, I have read the secret book. What Wang Ruoxu is using now..."
"I have practiced the leg techniques in the Immortal Book. Although the spear techniques and leg techniques are very different, they both come from the Immortal Book and the meridians are the same." The man in green said in a deep voice, "Wang Ruoxu, you used the leg techniques!"
Lu Tianxing was shocked and said: "Without the mental scroll, practicing this martial art..."
Qing Yi Lang had almost died from infatuation because of practicing this martial art, so he naturally understood this better than the others. He directly followed up on Lu Tianxing's words and said, "It must be that his Qi is flowing backwards, and he has gone into infatuation!"
Lu Tianxing frowned: "Is Wang Ruoxu crazy?"
Dongfang Yun finally spoke: "Either he is crazy, or he has found a way to restrain this martial art."
"Not bad, not bad. It's worth my coming here." Priest Xue suddenly knocked on his mask three times with his hand. After three knocks, the bronze mask suddenly turned silver. "Then I will play a good game with you."