When I was training in Babao Mountain before, there was no shortage of this kind of sudden crisis, so Tong Yao subconsciously jumped aside.

When I felt safe, I went to see the child again, only to see that the child didn't know when, and there was a crazy smile on his face.

One of his eyes also turned blood-red, like a devil who could love people at any time.

"Giggles"

"Hehehehe"

"Hahaha"

The big head is not only mad in appearance, but even in laughter.

"Big head, big head, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man walked over worriedly to appease, but was pulled by Tong Yao: "Don't move!" And you guys! Don't even move! ”

She dragged the middle-aged man with one hand, and pointed at the other uncles and aunts who were intent on stepping forward to care.

The big head now is not something they can deal with.

The big head sneered, his voice was so sharp that it made people panic, and the next moment, he suddenly stood up.

"Stand back! Hurry back! Murong Chuan also realized that the situation was wrong, and pulled out his long sword with a "swish".

Lin Ziping followed closely, and also drew his sword and waited solemnly.

The bitter laughter of the big head floated in the square, and the Xuanmen disciples present, those who drew their swords, and those who held talismans, as long as the big head moved, they could pounce at any time.

Everyone was nervous, but the big head didn't have the slightest timidity, he stood up and took a step forward.

The direction of progress happened to be Tong Yao's side.

Subconsciously, Tong Yao took a step back.

Bai Shangxian saw that his beloved disciple was about to be threatened, so he repaid it, and hurriedly said to the disciples: "Go on! Stop him! ”

All the disciples were trained by the teacher, and they pounced on them one after another, and some of them slashed with swords, and some of them held talismans and recited mantras.

But that kid was as invulnerable.

The fairy sword slashed at him without any scars; The spell is thrown, and it is also bounced back.

The disciples swarmed up, but all kinds of attacks were ineffective.

On the contrary, it was the child, who was already acting flexibly, and now seeing that everyone was targeting him, the anger in his heart was aroused.

With a loud shout, he grabbed the long sword that stabbed him with one hand, and folded it hard, and the fairy sword was actually broken into two pieces by him.

The disciple holding the sword was dumbfounded, and before he could react, he was pushed far away by his child's palm.

Seeing that he was about to crash into the mountain gate, fortunately, Bai Jinghuai appeared from behind him and blocked him, so that his cultivation was not destroyed in an instant.

With this lesson in mind, the other disciples hesitated.

Going forward, it may not be an opponent; Stepping back will only disgrace the division,

Whether to move forward or backward is a difficult question to decide.

"Get out of the way!"

At critical moments, we still need someone who can stand up bravely.

All the disciples looked at their junior brother Bai Jinghuai with admiration.

This beginner disciple who was carefully cultivated by Bai Shangxian showed no courage that a beginner disciple should have, but as if he was an old man who had been in the beginner for decades.

Bai Shangxian was also moved to tears, Jinghuai, Jinghuai, you didn't disappoint the teacher!

Before Bai Shangxian could finish moving, Bai Jinghuai had already drawn his sword and jumped out, and the blade of the sword stabbed into the child's forehead at once.

When the middle-aged man saw this situation, he fainted immediately.

He came to save the big head's life, but he didn't expect that the child would die faster.

Tong Yao saw that everyone's attention was on Bai Jinghuai and Datou, and he didn't notice that there was still a fainting person here, so he had no choice but to do it himself, drag the middle-aged man aside, and influence the place where the disciples played.