Bang!

At the moment when the long sword transformed by the artistic conception of killing had just taken shape, the long sword in the hand of Taiqing also stabbed over!

The two swords collided precisely at one point!

One fiction and one reality!

A dazzling chill that could almost turn people into ice sculptures in an instant, centered on Bai Xiaofan and Taiqing, spread out to the surroundings!

In an instant, among the disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect, the monks who had not reached the infancy stage of cultivation all turned into ice sculptures in the North Netherworld Sect, each ice sculpture was lifelike, shining with a bright luster under the sunlight!

And those disciples above the Yuan Infant Stage were also trembling, feeling as if the Yuan Infant had been frozen and stopped functioning.

Bang!

A loud bang was heard.

Yu Taiqing's figure floated backwards rapidly, with a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the long sword also trembled slightly involuntarily.

On the other hand, Bai Xiaofan was still calm and breezy, and calmly drank a sip of cold plum wine, as if there was no damage at all in the battle just now.

However, in Bai Xiaofan's heart, he attached great importance to this Taiqing!

Nai's, if it weren't for his comprehension of the artistic conception, he would be a little stronger than this chick, I'm afraid that this time just now, she would suffer in her hands!

Ruthless artistic conception, with ruthlessness into the Tao, there are really some horrors!

Although the other party is at the peak of the god transformation realm, Bai Xiaofan has an intuition that even if the master in the early stage of the tribulation faces her, the victory rate will definitely not exceed thirty percent!

Of course, if this master in the early stage of the tribulation is him, who has mastered the power of multiple artistic conceptions, then the victory or defeat is another matter!

I didn't expect that among the younger generation of the Northern Netherworld Sect, there were still such ruthless people.

Everyone around was shocked by the scene in front of them at this moment.

Especially looking at those fellow disciples who turned into ice sculptures, boundless fear rose in my heart!

All the disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect knew that although Taiqing was only a disciple of the sect master Nie Tianji in the Northern Netherworld Sect, his cultivation was similar to that of those elders!

But if it is a competition of real strength, the combat power of the Taiqing is undoubtedly stronger than these elders!

Because although the other elders also have the realm of the peak of the gods, they have not mastered the power of artistic conception, and they can only be regarded as ordinary masters!

However, Taiqing is different, he has already initially mastered the power of artistic conception three years ago, and has become one of the strongest in the entire Northern Netherworld Sect!

This is also the reason why the last time the immortal ruins were opened, Taiqing entered with the disciples of the Northern Hell Sect, and he could safely take half of the disciples of the Northern Hell Sect out of the immortal ruins without dying!

It is even no exaggeration to say that for many young generation disciples in the Northern Hell Sect, the status of Taiqing is already beyond the existence of many elders and directly catching up with their sect master Nie Tianji!

See you now

"Yes, even my most proud disciple can be defeated, which really surprises the old man!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded in midair.

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a linen shirt flew from the back mountain of the Northern Netherworld Sect, and landed in front of the main hall in the blink of an eye, with his hands behind his back, and a pair of eyes flashing with a little lightning, staring at Bai Xiaofan with deep meaning.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

Seeing this old man who suddenly appeared, the elders and disciples of the Northern Hell Sect around him immediately shouted respectfully.

Taiqing also turned his head, holding the long sword in both hands, and respectfully called Master to the old man!

Obviously, this old man in sackcloth should be the sect master of the Northern Hell Sect, Nie Tianji, who fought with Li Wushuang and narrowly defeated with half a move!

Looking at Nie Tianji in front of him, Bai Xiaofan's eyes condensed slightly, and motioned for Xiao Mei, Shen Yi and the others to retreat behind him.

"You are Nie Tianji?"

Bai Xiaofan stared at each other and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, the old man is Nie Tianji, presumably at such an age, he can defeat the most proud disciple of the old man, it should be the killing god who has recently become famous, I don't know why the killing god came to my Northern Hell Sect?"

Nie Tianji was carrying his hands behind his back, and while Bai Xiaofan was looking at him, a pair of eyes were also observing Bai Xiaofan.

In fact, when Bai Xiaofan and the others first came to the Northern Netherworld Sect, Nie Tianji had already noticed it.

It's just that it didn't appear for the first time, because in his opinion, these many elders in the Northern Netherworld Sect, as well as his eldest disciple Taiqing, were enough to solve Bai Xiaofan!

It's just that he didn't expect that so many people were so vulnerable in front of Bai Xiaofan, except for Taiqing, who was able to fight against Bai Xiaofan with his ruthless artistic conception, the rest of the elders were not Bai Xiaofan's enemies!

"Don't talk nonsense, what about Gao Shengnan, let her go, I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Bai Xiaofan snorted coldly, and looked at Nie Tianji with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Presumptuous, you dare to talk to the sect master like this!"

As soon as Bai Xiaofan's words fell, an elder of the Northern Hell Sect stepped forward and scolded loudly.

At this moment, with Nie Tianji here, many elders of the Northern Hell Sect seem to have forgotten their previous fear of Bai Xiaofan!

Perhaps, this is the legendary fox fake tiger might?

"What are you?

Bai Xiaofan glanced at the other party with cold eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, a strong wind blew towards this noisy elder!

Burst!

The breeze blew, and a shallow wound appeared on the chest of the elder named Huan.

"Hehe, the dignified God of Killing, is this only the ability? This little wound ......"

Feeling the pain in his chest, the elder glanced down, and when he saw that it was only a shallow wound, he immediately showed a disdainful smile, and said sarcastically to Bai Xiaofan.

It's just that before the words fell, the elder's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and in the next second, the whole person was like a fallen leaf, and he fell to the ground weakly, without life!

"Killing God, you are too arrogant, you actually killed the elder of my Northern Netherworld Sect in front of the old man!"

Nie Tianji glanced at the dead elder, turned his head, and a pair of eyes showed monstrous killing intent, staring at Bai Xiaofan deadly, and his voice was even deeper and terrifying.

He's dead?

When everyone heard Nie Tianji's words, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts!

They just thought the elder was wounded, but they didn't expect it to be dead!

But no matter how much they didn't believe it, they couldn't help it at the moment, after all, even their most respected sect master had already said so!

At this moment, the eyes of many disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect looking at Bai Xiaofan were once again full of horror!

What kind of cultivation does this young man have?

How can it be so strong?

The pinnacle of the gods, instant kill!

(End of chapter)