A chirp sounded between the heavens and the earth, and the huge flame wings of the big red bird fanned out, and in the blink of an eye, the ice and snow melted, and even the silver ice dragon made a crackling cracking sound, revealing the original form of the flying sword in a moment.

"Medium-grade spirit weapon!" Bai Potian's face changed suddenly, and he looked at the big red bird that the Vermilion Bird Little Demon Sword had transformed, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

Although he Bai Potian is the master of the Dragon Gate Sword Sect, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Vientiane, he is only one step away from entering the realm of Tongxuan, but the magic weapon he uses is only barely a spiritual weapon.

"It's a bit of an eye-catcher! It's a pity that there is no way to teach the child! Xia Yunjie showed a hint of regret on his face, shook his head and said.

"You are the lord of Wuxian Kingdom? You ordered Iron Eagle to kill my son? Xia Yunjie's words were like a needle piercing Bai Potian's heart, making his whole face distort, looking at Xia Yunjie fiercely, and said coldly.

"Murderers are always killed, and if you want to kill my subordinates in my territory, you will naturally complain that I ordered someone to kill him." Xia Yunjie said lightly.

"If you have ordered someone to kill my son, then you can't blame me for killing you!" Bai Potian's eyes pierced through the killing machine.

"In that case, then I'll have to kill you too!" Xia Yunjie said lightly.

"Haha, that's arrogant! Even if you have a powerful magic weapon, so what? Do you think I'm the Master of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave and the Iron Eagle Elder ? Just by virtue of your early stage realm, you dare to say that you will kill me! Bai Potian laughed angrily.

After the unity of heaven and man, Xia Yunjie ordered the Yuan Shen of the Mansion to break through to the realm of Vientiane, and just now he released the Vermilion Bird Demon Sword, only revealing mana fluctuations, but the magic power did not move at all, and the realm of Bai Potian naturally could not see through Xia Yunjie not only had the realm of the early stage of Vientiane, but also the realm of the late stage of the Seven Tripods of the Earth Witch, and he was also the king of the Ding.

"Although I only have the realm of the early stage of Vientiane, it is enough to kill you!" Xia Yunjie said lightly, he would not deliberately show his Wu Xiu's hole cards.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, Xia Yunjie has now stepped from the Far Barbarian Realm Island to the more vast Vast Realm, and the cultivation of the potential enemies he faces is naturally becoming higher and higher, the four overlords of the Vast Realm that he already knows are already in the Tongxuan Realm, and who can guarantee that there are no potential enemies more powerful than the Tongxuan Realm? Naturally, you have to leave one or two hole cards, and you can't expose all the bottom details.

"Do you know what kind of cultivation realm I have? How dare you make such a big statement! Bai Potian snorted coldly, and the silver dragon ice and snow sword in his hand turned into an ice dragon again, opened the mist that was extremely cold, and roared towards Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie's eyes swept over the national capital under his feet, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he turned into a long rainbow and headed towards the sky.

Since Xia Yunjie is not ready to expose his hole cards and fight him with the early stage realm of Vientiane, he will naturally not be able to kill the Ten Thousand Evil Cave Masters and suppress the Iron Eagle Demon King as easily as before, once the fierce battle starts, it will inevitably affect the city and affect innocent mortals.

Bai Potian and the others could ignore the life and death of those ants, but Xia Yunjie couldn't do it.

"It's too late to think of escaping now!" Bai Potian couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw Xia Yunjie turn into a rainbow, and then sneered, and chased away with a scream in the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword.

Seeing that the lord of the country turned into a rainbow and left, the Iron Eagle Demon King, Peng Tianwu, and Elder Wang and others were also slightly stunned, and then hurriedly chased after them.

As soon as the Iron Eagle Demon King and the others left, a few more rays of light rose into the sky in the capital of Mengyang Kingdom, breaking through the sky in the direction where Xia Yunjie turned into a rainbow.

The aura emitted by those rays of brilliance is relatively powerful, and the lowest is also in the middle stage of distraction, obviously all of them are monks who have some strength in the national capital, ready to go and see a lively scene.

"You deserve me to turn around and run away, I just don't want to hurt the innocent." The crimson rainbow cut through the layers of clouds, and in the blink of an eye, it was in the Gangfeng layer.

Gangfeng is not an ordinary wind, the legend says that Gangfeng has nine layers, one layer is fiercer, and it is also the test that all those who want to lift the sun and soar and achieve immortal monks have to go to the fairy world.

Lifting the sun to ascend, only one step away from achieving the test that the Heavenly Immortal Monk has to go through, you can imagine how terrifying this wind is.

The Gangfeng layer where Xia Yunjie was located was only the first layer of the nine layers of Gangfeng.

But Rao is like this, but it is also extremely cold, and the wind is like a sharp blade, which can instantly cut the iron and stone into pieces.

"Hurt the innocent? It's ridiculous! The sword is a ruthless blade, and it is the way to kill, how can you cultivate into a sword immortal with your heart! A silver light broke through the sky, and Bai Potian, who was dressed in white and as white as snow, stood in the hunting wind with a sword, with a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth, and a cold killing aura emanated from the silver dragon ice and snow sword, excluding Gangfeng.

"The swordsman, the king of soldiers! The king, how can he only rely on ruthless killing? Just by virtue of what you just said, your sword path has already fallen behind! Xia Yunjie stood majestically in the Gangfeng, the crimson Vermilion Bird Little Demon Sword was quietly suspended in the Gangfeng, without a trace of killing aura, but all the Gangfeng avoided three feet away, not advancing an inch.

"The Way of Kings!" Bai Potian was shocked, and the sarcastic sneer on his face finally turned to solemnity.

There are thousands of paths, and in the same way, there are also superior and inferior ones, all of which depend on the comprehension of the cultivator.

A sword breaks ten thousand laws, the sword has been a killing weapon since ancient times, and the really powerful sword cultivation since ancient times is almost all dedicated to the sword, and all of them are decisive in killing, not to mention mortals, even if they are demon gods and immortals, as long as they block their way, they are also killed with a sword.

From the day Bai Potian stepped into sword cultivation, he was taught by his master to devote himself to the sword, when he could achieve that there was only a sword in his eyes and no distractions, and then he could be regarded as truly successful in sword cultivation. In this regard, it is similar to the ancient Western teachings that led to the cutting off of the seven emotions and six desires to enlighten the Tao.

Therefore, for Xia Yunjie to order the Iron Eagle Demon King to kill his son, although Bai Potian was also sad, he was not as bitter as ordinary people, because he took the way of ruthless killing, and his affection for that family had already faded a lot. Bai Potian is more of an anger, an anger that is offended to majesty.

Xia Yunjie ordered the Iron Eagle Demon King to kill his son, not only offending the majesty of the head of his Dragon Gate Sword Sect, but also the majesty of the flying sword he held in his hand.

"Haha, the way of the king, it's really ridiculous! It's just a swarm of ants, and you, as a monk of Vientiane, are avoiding war for them, and you're just a woman's kindness, so how can you say that a king is here? Soon, the solemnity on Bai Potian's face turned into a big ridicule and ridicule.

Xia Yunjie saw Bai Potian laughing at him, saying that he was a woman's kindness, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of pity, as if the gods on top looked down on the slumbering and struggling beings in the world.

Today, he regarded a group of mortals and weak monks as ants, but he never thought that under the vast Heavenly Dao, he, a master of the late stage of Vientiane, was no different from that mortal, he was nothing more than ants.

He laughed at them as ants, and Xia Yunjie as a woman's benevolence, but he didn't know that he was actually laughing at himself as an ant, and he was seeing God's mercy on his life as a woman's benevolence.

The unity of heaven and man has made Xia Yunjie see things at a higher level, and compared to the improvement of cultivation, the state of mind is the real leap.

Like a frog that has been living in a well, it jumps out of the well, its jumping ability has not improved much, but its vision does not know how many times wider than it is in the well.

This is the change of Xia Yunjie after the unity of heaven and man.

At this time, the head of the dignified Dragon Gate Sword Sect, a powerful sword cultivator in the late stage of Vientiane, was just a pitiful worm in his eyes.

"A woman's kindness is still a human being, but if she is ruthless and cold-blooded, she is just a beast. If you don't even understand this, how can you cultivate into a true Sword Immortal? It's nothing more than a waste of heaven and earth resources. Xia Yunjie's eyes became more and more pitying when he looked at Bai Potian.

"Haha, what a fallacy! The deity wants to see how powerful you are at the woman's sword, and if you can stop this merciless sword! Bai Potian had ever been seen with this kind of look, and he couldn't help but be furious, and he didn't talk nonsense with Xia Yunjie anymore, the flying sword in his hand turned into a silver dragon, rolling up countless gusts of wind, and roared and opened his mouth at Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie smiled faintly, the Vermilion Bird Little Demon Sword in his hand turned into a big red bird burning with raging flames, and a pair of eyes like fireballs looked majestically at the roaring silver dragon.

The big red bird floated in the wind like this, the flames burned quietly, and a sense of non-anger and self-authority emanated from the big red bird, with the supreme majesty of the king, making the whole world seem to be silent suddenly.

The silver dragon, which was incomparably fierce and full of momentum, faced the majesty of the king, and the lantern-like dragon eyes showed a trace of panic and fear, and the huge body that was advancing was inexplicably stagnant in the wind, and there was no longer the indomitable killing intent before.

In fact, it was not only the silver dragon, but even the monks who had come to watch the battle from afar, even though they were far away, felt a kind of majesty that made their hearts tremble, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

In the past, I only heard that the lord of Wuxian Country was powerful, but today I really experienced it myself.

The sword is like a king, as soon as the sword comes out, it will reign in the world, and there is no need for publicity, let alone a monstrous murderous aura.

"No wonder you dare to be so rampant, it's really a bit of a doorway!" Bai Potian and the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword were in a state of mind, and when he saw that the Silver Dragon Ice and Snow Sword had not yet fought, he was already cowardly, and his face changed slightly, but he was a monk in the late stage of Vientiane, so he naturally would not back down, not to mention that the hatred of killing his son was not shared.

As he spoke, the killing intent in Bai Potian's eyes skyrocketed, and the pieces of dragon scales on the silver dragon suddenly burst out with a dazzling cold light in the wind, turning into ice blades, like arrows in the sky, **** towards Xia Yunjie.

The ice blade was so sharp that even the wind that could crush iron and stone seemed to be like paper paste in front of it, and it was cut and torn apart one after another.

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