"Bai Jile, the owner of Fu Sheng Zuimeng Tower, is known as the Hand of Heaven. It is said that he killed nine elders of the Demon Sect alone in the battle against Tianmen. He is the man with the most outstanding record in the entire righteous path." Feng Ling said faintly.
Feng Zuojun glanced at him with dissatisfaction: "What do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is very simple. I think that even if all the people in Wufangtai rush forward, they may not be able to defeat him alone!" Feng Ling said in a deep voice.
At this time, Bai Jile suddenly coughed and gently wiped his lips with the back of his hand.
Feng Yuhan noticed this detail. He saw that after Bai Jile put down his right hand, he gently placed his left hand on it and quietly wiped away the blush.
"You are hurt!" Feng Yuhan exclaimed.
Mu Pan and Liu Duohan looked at each other. They had seen Bai Jile once before. He was indeed seriously injured, but they had never guessed how serious the injury was. How strong could Bai Jile be after being seriously injured? Or maybe there were other masters from Shanglin Tiangong hiding nearby.
Su Baiyi raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So you are injured?"
Bai Jile pointed a finger at Nangong Xier and said, "I can still kill her with a flick of my finger."
"Then come and kill us!" Nangong Xier gathered all her true energy, shouted angrily, and glared at Bai Jile.
Some people in the field caught a glimpse of Nangong Xier's gaze. Although they were looking at each other from a distance, those with lower skills felt an inexplicable urge to kneel down.
"The Emperor's Head-Dropping Skill?" Bai Jile narrowed his eyes slightly and walked forward slowly. "This martial art is useless to me. Even Nangong Yunhuo was the same back then, let alone you."
"Have you met my uncle?" Nangong Xier felt cold sweat on her forehead.
"I have killed him before." Bai Jile waved a finger and directly broke the Heavenly Emperor's Head-Dropping Skill. The so-called Heavenly Emperor's Head-Dropping Skill is to activate one's supreme true qi to cover a unique domain. People in the domain will be suppressed by the true qi, and they will have some kind of uncontrollable fear in their hearts, and finally even kneel on the ground. But this skill is only useful when the true qi absolutely suppresses the opponent. For Bai Jile, Nangong Xier's move is just a way to his own death.
Nangong Xier immediately drew her sword to meet him. She learned the sword skills from her second senior brother Nan Yulou, and entered the Fuyao realm early. She rarely met opponents among the younger generation, but in front of Bai Jile, every time she drew her sword, it was too slow and too weak. Bai Jile dodged easily and sighed: "Your sword skills are really rare at this age. It's a pity that Nan Yulou didn't teach you all the Shishui sword skills."
Nangong Xier had never encountered such a duel. It seemed that she was always attacking and Bai Jile was always dodging, but she always had a feeling that in fact, in the gaps between Bai Jile's dodging, there were countless opportunities to kill her.
"Senior Sister, watch me! I promise you that I will create an opportunity for you to decide the outcome with one sword!" Su Baiyi jumped up, changed from holding the sword in one hand to holding it with both hands, spun in the air, and then slashed down.
"It's the same every time." Bai Jile raised his eyes listlessly. Su Baiyi's swordsmanship became more and more gorgeous and domineering, but Bai Jile could just casually swing his finger to turn the sword's momentum into one, and then defeat it with a snap of his fingers. But this time, Su Baiyi suddenly abandoned the cicada wing sword. When Bai Jile's finger hit the cicada wing sword, Su Baiyi suddenly withdrew the sword and dropped it behind Bai Jile.
But Su Baiyi still held a knife in his hand, which was still as thin as a cicada's wing, clear and elegant.
Feng Yuhan said helplessly: "The secret I have kept hidden for so many years has been exposed to you."
The young sword master beside him said calmly, "Oh," "So the Cicada Wing Sword is two swords in one."
Feng Yuhan shrugged without comment.
Su Baiyi swung the second cicada wing knife and slashed at Bai Jile again, but Bai Jile turned his head, stretched out his left hand, and pointed at the tip of the cicada wing knife again. Su Baiyi felt a sharp pain in his palm, and immediately dropped the knife and took three steps back.
At this moment, Bai Jile knocked down a cicada-wing knife in each of his hands, but when everyone looked, they found that Su Baiyi was still holding the knife in his hand.
How thin is this cicada wing knife and how many of them are there
"Open!" Su Baiyi swung up the cicada-wing knife, then opened his hands suddenly, and the cicada-wing knives in his hand turned into seven in an instant. He pushed forward suddenly, and six of them went straight towards Bai Jile.
"Come on." Bai Jile nodded, kicked the ground with his right foot, picked up a cicada-wing knife, and swung it while stepping back, trying to cut down the knives in front of him.
"Senior Sister!" Su Baiyi shouted.
Nangong Xier attacked again at this time, and with her sword intent reaching its peak, she stabbed directly from behind Bai Jile and touched his shoulder. She was delighted, it worked! But in an instant, her smile froze on her face. The sword stabbed Bai Jile's shoulder, but it was like hitting a stubborn stone, and there was no way to move forward.
"Senior Sister, retreat! I'm here!" A loud shout rang out. Nangong Xier looked up and saw that Xie Yuling had jumped above their heads at some point. She immediately put away her sword and retreated.
Xie Yuling closed her eyes, and her mind kept recalling the day when Dongfang Xiaoyue's sword fell on the lake as calm as a mirror, and the breeze blew, and the flowers withered! That was the real Falling Flower Sword Technique, the real Xie family style!
"Falling Flower Sword Technique, flower ashes fall!" Xie Yuling opened his eyes, and the long sword passed by Bai Jile's side. Xie Yuling's long sword touched the ground, and then lightly touched it and fell back to Su Baiyi's side.
Bai Jile flicked his sleeves, and all the cicada-wing knives fell to the ground. He rolled over and landed steadily ten steps away.
"I hit him." Xie Yuling panted heavily. He had heard a lot about Bai Jile when he was at the Xie family. Compared with Su Baiyi and others, he knew more clearly how terrifying Bai Jile was, so he had been observing carefully from the side and took action immediately when he got a chance. He was sure that he had hit the other party with that sword just now.
Bai Jile looked at Xie Yuling: "You are fine, what is your name?"
Xie Yuling held the sword and looked at Bai Jile, not daring to be careless at all: "Xie Yuling from the Xie family."
"So that's how it is." Bai Jile nodded. Two spots of blood appeared on both sides of his shoulders at the same time. One was caused by Nangong Xier, and the other was caused by Xie Yuling. However, these two sword wounds were not fatal. However, Su Baiyi here seemed to have run out of tricks. Could he create such an opportunity for the other two
Su Baiyi clenched the knife tightly: "Looks like I can only use this last trick."