With the sound of footsteps that were not light or heavy, a white-robed boy quietly walked into the hall, he was handsome, like a young sword fairy, light and slow, elegant and calm.

"Brother, you're back!" Bai Ling said happily.

He was also dressed in a white robe, and his bearing was extraordinary, which must have been very eye-catching in the crowd. But compared with the man in white who came in, he made a judgment and fell into a comprehensive disadvantage, and even the exquisite white robe on his body seemed to be difficult to look at, and the color was no longer as pure as before.

This white-robed son is Bai Mo, the eldest son of the Lord of White Rock City.

He also has another well-known identity: the personal disciple of the Great Sage, the true disciple of the Sage.

The person who can best represent the most outstanding young generation in Pan'an City is not Sima Qingzhi, who is ranked in the top ten on the Shenhai List, not Sima Ruyu, who is low-key and has unfathomable strength, nor Bai Qing, the chief refiner of the Tongxin Pavilion in the Realm of Refining Weapons, but the saint Bai Mo.

He is recognized as the best young martial artist in Pan'an City, and even the best genius in the entire Haoyue Continent in the back of the north!

With a faint smile on the corner of Bai Mo's mouth, he came to the main seat where the Lord of Baishi City had already gotten up and gave up, and after sitting down as a matter of course, he nodded slightly to his younger brother: "Master ordered me to come this morning, I have some things to do, so I will go home and take a look at you!"

Even as a father and elder, and the lord of a city, after the arrival of his eldest son, whom he had always been proud of, the lord of White Rock City naturally gave up his position.

Bai Mo's master was the great sage, and when the two of them heard it, they were both in awe.

The White Rock City Lord hurriedly said: "Is it good to do things? If there is a place to be a father, it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Bai Mo waved his hand and said lightly: "Don't worry, I can naturally handle it properly." Father and brother just mentioned Sima Changfeng's challenge to Tongxin Pavilion, do you know the inside story?"

Bai Ling hurriedly said: "I want to hear about it!"

Bai Mo smiled faintly and snorted coldly: "The so-called no profit is not early, if it is an ordinary thing, how can those two old foxes of the Sima family have the audacity to provoke Tongxin Pavilion?"

The White Rock City Lord showed a worried look in his eyes, and said with a thick frown, "Why is that?"

Bai Mo sneered: "Because Sima Changfeng received a secret report, there has been a lot of trouble in Pan'an City in the past few days, Gongzi Xu Fei, it is very likely that in the past few months, there has been a lot of trouble in the entire Great Sage World, and everyone knows about the genius martial artist Sun Ning!"

"What?"

"Sun Ning!"

The White Stone City Lord and Bai Ling changed color in unison.

Bai Mo said lightly: "Yes, it is Sun Ning! So Sima Changfeng is desperate to offend Tongxin Pavilion and Gongsun Auntie, and he also wants to kill Xu Fei! Because he wants to swallow the treasure on Sun Ning's body alone, and after he has been baptized by the Holy Dao, he has become a half-mortal and half-saint body!"

"I see!"

The White Stone City Lord exhaled lightly and said, "Then Sun Ning has disappeared for a while, how could he suddenly appear in Pan'an City?"

"Don't worry! Sun Ning doesn't know what you and Qiankun will do!" Bai Mo said slowly: "He should just happen to be here!"

The two of them were obviously very convinced of this saint, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, and happily said, "That's good!"

The corners of Bai Mo's handsome lips showed a mocking smile, and he sneered: "Sima Changfeng underestimated Sun Ning too much, instead of catching him, he startled the snake, it is really not enough to succeed and more than to lose!

Bai Ling muttered, "Brother's meaning...... Are you going to make a move on Sun Ning?"

Bai Mo's smile became even more gloomy, and he said coldly: "A person who has the treasure of the Holy Dao is like a treasure house of the Sage. Wouldn't it be a pity if he didn't eat it, but I would use the best and most appropriate way to deal with him, so that he would have nowhere to escape!"

......

The long sword in the hand of the Zhikong mage slashed through the brilliant and bright sword light, which always condensed in the air for several seconds before slowly disappearing, making the radius of ten zhang become colorful.

The two sides are still fighting.

Tens of thousands of onlookers were fascinated and dazzled by witnessing the battle between a Jindan Realm super powerhouse and a mysterious monk.

Sun Ning frowned slightly, and his heart was worried.

He could naturally see that Master Zhikong's current cultivation, that is, the peak of the Divine Sea Realm, was only relying on his extraordinary comprehension of spiritual skills to exert his extraordinary power, so that he could temporarily stalemate with Sima Changfeng.

But it won't be long before the signs of defeat are revealed.

The huge Zhengang of the Jindan Realm powerhouse has a power and pressure that is many times better than that of the True Yuan.

If you choose to leave it alone, you will be safe and sound.

But the group of women in Tongxin Pavilion are afraid that they will be treated madly by Sima Changfeng, who has suffered heavy losses, and it is extremely dangerous.

And how can a man, in such a situation, walk away?

Sun Ning's mind was racing, and he secretly calculated all his means, including the Boat on the Other Shore and the Blue Emperor Wood Emperor Mirror......

If people know his thoughts, they will jump up in fear.

Because at this moment, he was already planning to fight for the price of his identity being exposed, and kill this powerful Jindan Realm martial artist in someone else's land!

If the odds of winning can exceed sixty percent, Sun Ning will definitely take action without hesitation.

However, even if you add all means, if you want to kill a Jindan warrior, the chance of winning is still far lower than fifty percent......

"The master of the Sima family is really getting longer and longer! The dignified Jindan seniors, it's okay to shoot at the juniors, but they can't take it for such a long time, it's really a shame to throw it to grandma's house!"

At this moment, a cold and mocking voice came from far to near.

Sun Ning followed the prestige, and saw that on the flying sword that was impressively a Dao weapon, there was an extremely tall white-robed young man, who was light and slow, and his breath was unfathomable, which was moving.

What a powerful Shenhai warrior!

Sun Ning's pupils contracted.

He had just seen the top ten martial monarchs who were known as the strongest combat power in the Jindan realm, but at the first glance of this young man, he knew that he was much more powerful than the martial monarchs.

Even if you reach the seventh level of the Divine Sea Realm, you may not be able to reach such a level.

"This person must have cultivated to the realm of the unity of heaven and man! In Pan'an City, there is such a person!" Sun Ning's eyes were slightly condensed, and his expression was calm.

Behind Bai Mo was his father and brother, Bai Ling, the lord of Baishi City and his son.

Many people in Pan'an City know that this Sima family master has never had a very good temper, and if anyone dares to offend everyone in words, the end will definitely be miserable.

But this time, it's different.

Sima Changfeng didn't seem to hear the ridicule and ridicule in the slightest, and said with a smile as he made a move: "Young Master Bai Mo is back, why didn't you tell the old man earlier and wash the dust for you?"