Chapter: 299
But Li Baxian is different. This guy is a real Lingxi eighth-layer, and there will be no punishment for killing people.
Many Wanmo Ridge cultivators looked panicked, but Li Baxian turned around and showed a sunny smile: "Which one is the younger brother?"
There is no need to wait for someone to answer, Lu Ye's fifth-level cultivation base is too obvious, and he is surrounded by everyone in the Haotian Union.
Looking at each other, Li Baxian said: "I am your fourth senior brother!"
"I've met the fourth senior brother!" Lu Ye saluted, thinking that the Jade Blood Sect is not only Weiyang, a senior sister, but if Li Baxian is the fourth senior brother, then there must be a second senior brother, a third senior brother or something.
"Okay." Li Baxian nodded with a smile: "The old man finally realized that he has accepted his disciples, great praise!"
He turned his head to look at Weiyang again, and complained: "Sister, you didn't say anything about such a big matter. If that girl Yuechan hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that there was an extra junior brother."
"The old man won't let me talk." Weiyang explained.
"His bad temper!" Li Baxian snorted softly, jumped off his long sword lightly, raised his hand and pulled it out, with a smile that fascinated countless female cultivators. He had to say, This fourth senior brother is really a good skin, extremely handsome and unrestrained.
"I am very pleased to see my junior brother today. If I don't prepare a meeting ceremony, I will kill a few people to help my junior brother have fun!"
As he said this, the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the long sword turned into a sword light, flashed away with lightning, and started to walk among the enemy's formation like thunder.
"Be careful!" Someone yelled.
"Ah!" Someone also screamed.
When the sword light began to wreak havoc, there was chaos in the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp, and the sound of sneering could be heard endlessly. It was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh, and the spiritual power began to become disordered. The monks immediately urged their strength to resist and dodge, but The sword's light was inconceivably fast, and it was also inconceivably sharp, but everyone who walked in its path would be torn apart.
The fire of life is dying, and the blood is flowing like a river.
In just an instant, more than 20 people died tragically under the sword light, and this was just the beginning.
A strong man from Wanmo Ridge rushed to Li Baxian brazenly, thinking that this was an opportunity to kill Li Baxian, because Jian Xiu was the easiest time to be killed when he was holding a sword.
That man was also a sword repairer, but he didn't choose to control the sword, but rushed directly in front of Li Baxian, with the long sword in his hand shaking a sword curtain, and covered Li Baxian.
Lu Ye's heart tightened as he watched, but his fourth senior brother just stood there indifferently, and even had the leisure to grab the wine gourd and take a sip of wine.
When the sword curtain came down, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a thin sword light spit out from his mouth.
Although the sword light is small, it contains extremely terrifying power. As soon as it appeared, it broke through the sword curtain all over the sky, pierced into the chest of the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge, and shot out from behind.
The man froze in front of Li Baxian, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"You are the only one who is equipped with a sword?" Li Baxian's face was stern.
The tiny sword light that killed this person did not disappear, but turned into a stream of light like the first sword that flew out. Two streams of light, one large and one small, alternated back and forth, and more monks in Wanmo Ridge died.
"Don't kill all the meritorious deeds." Weiyang suddenly reminded that although Li Baxian is only at the eighth level, he actually has a ninth level background, and he has practiced the ninth level of the heavenly technique. According to the spirit According to the rules of the Xixi battlefield, he must at least kill those ordinary ninth-level realms, that is, ninth-level realms who practice earth-level exercises, so that there will be no meritorious punishment. If he kills an eighth-level realm who practices earth-level exercises, Merit must be deducted, because the gap in cultivation is too great.
The merits of the monks are hard-won and have great utility, and no one will squander them easily.
Li Baxian killed so many people, and the deduction of meritorious deeds will certainly not be less.
"I have a measure." Li Baxian responded, and when he raised his hand, two streamers flew back, one flew into the gourd, and the other was caught in his hand.
The killing has stopped, the smell of blood and broken limbs are everywhere.
Lu Ye, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center, watched with a surge of emotion. JrNovels.com
Many Wanmo Ridge cultivators looked panicked, but Li Baxian turned around and showed a sunny smile: "Which one is the younger brother?"
There is no need to wait for someone to answer, Lu Ye's fifth-level cultivation base is too obvious, and he is surrounded by everyone in the Haotian Union.
Looking at each other, Li Baxian said: "I am your fourth senior brother!"
"I've met the fourth senior brother!" Lu Ye saluted, thinking that the Jade Blood Sect is not only Weiyang, a senior sister, but if Li Baxian is the fourth senior brother, then there must be a second senior brother, a third senior brother or something.
"Okay." Li Baxian nodded with a smile: "The old man finally realized that he has accepted his disciples, great praise!"
He turned his head to look at Weiyang again, and complained: "Sister, you didn't say anything about such a big matter. If that girl Yuechan hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that there was an extra junior brother."
"The old man won't let me talk." Weiyang explained.
"His bad temper!" Li Baxian snorted softly, jumped off his long sword lightly, raised his hand and pulled it out, with a smile that fascinated countless female cultivators. He had to say, This fourth senior brother is really a good skin, extremely handsome and unrestrained.
"I am very pleased to see my junior brother today. If I don't prepare a meeting ceremony, I will kill a few people to help my junior brother have fun!"
As he said this, the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the long sword turned into a sword light, flashed away with lightning, and started to walk among the enemy's formation like thunder.
"Be careful!" Someone yelled.
"Ah!" Someone also screamed.
When the sword light began to wreak havoc, there was chaos in the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp, and the sound of sneering could be heard endlessly. It was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh, and the spiritual power began to become disordered. The monks immediately urged their strength to resist and dodge, but The sword's light was inconceivably fast, and it was also inconceivably sharp, but everyone who walked in its path would be torn apart.
The fire of life is dying, and the blood is flowing like a river.
In just an instant, more than 20 people died tragically under the sword light, and this was just the beginning.
A strong man from Wanmo Ridge rushed to Li Baxian brazenly, thinking that this was an opportunity to kill Li Baxian, because Jian Xiu was the easiest time to be killed when he was holding a sword.
That man was also a sword repairer, but he didn't choose to control the sword, but rushed directly in front of Li Baxian, with the long sword in his hand shaking a sword curtain, and covered Li Baxian.
Lu Ye's heart tightened as he watched, but his fourth senior brother just stood there indifferently, and even had the leisure to grab the wine gourd and take a sip of wine.
When the sword curtain came down, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a thin sword light spit out from his mouth.
Although the sword light is small, it contains extremely terrifying power. As soon as it appeared, it broke through the sword curtain all over the sky, pierced into the chest of the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge, and shot out from behind.
The man froze in front of Li Baxian, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"You are the only one who is equipped with a sword?" Li Baxian's face was stern.
The tiny sword light that killed this person did not disappear, but turned into a stream of light like the first sword that flew out. Two streams of light, one large and one small, alternated back and forth, and more monks in Wanmo Ridge died.
"Don't kill all the meritorious deeds." Weiyang suddenly reminded that although Li Baxian is only at the eighth level, he actually has a ninth level background, and he has practiced the ninth level of the heavenly technique. According to the spirit According to the rules of the Xixi battlefield, he must at least kill those ordinary ninth-level realms, that is, ninth-level realms who practice earth-level exercises, so that there will be no meritorious punishment. If he kills an eighth-level realm who practices earth-level exercises, Merit must be deducted, because the gap in cultivation is too great.
The merits of the monks are hard-won and have great utility, and no one will squander them easily.
Li Baxian killed so many people, and the deduction of meritorious deeds will certainly not be less.
"I have a measure." Li Baxian responded, and when he raised his hand, two streamers flew back, one flew into the gourd, and the other was caught in his hand.
The killing has stopped, the smell of blood and broken limbs are everywhere.
Lu Ye, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center, watched with a surge of emotion. JrNovels.com
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