The three Yang brothers widened their eyes, shocked by the strange scene in front of them, and forgot to speak for a moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Zongtai was relieved, but his eyes quickly widened when he looked at Bai Wuji: The legendary artifact of the White Cloud Sect!

That's right, it must be the artifact, Yang Zongtai has the urge to kneel down with weak legs.

Rattle...... Many people made a roaring sound between their knees, and the power of a remnant artifact actually forced the Yuezhou warriors present to kneel.

How can these people kneel?

Today, they knelt down, and it was a young sect member of the White Cloud Sect, and their reputation was ruined. It is already even more difficult for these people to advance in martial arts cultivation, so what they cherish the most is their reputation. When your reputation is ruined, so is your person.

Luo Xianfeng, the foreign affairs elder of the Luofu Sect, felt a lot of pressure, and he held on to it, and his lips were bitten white.

Damn it!

The White Cloud Sect actually sent a god son to fight, and it also fused the remnant artifact.

The martial artists of Yuezhou all knew that the Baiyun Sect had a remnant artifact, which the Baiyun Sect had spent a huge price to obtain. Although no one has ever used this thing, it stays on the top ten blade lists in Yuezhou every year.

And now, this bronze bell Baiyun Sect actually gave Bai Wuji, a generous stroke, an absolute generous stroke!

The Son of God is paired with an artifact, this is absolutely invincible!

Everyone was shocked to think that this time the White Cloud Sect had spent a lot of money to open the "door" and send the Divine Son and the Divine Weapon not only to get good results, but to kill all sides.

Between Bai Wuji's movements, the bronze bell shook slightly, although it had not yet reached the point where the bell sounded, but those who could see it already felt a little dizzy.

That's right, the bronze bell is said to have a soul-stirring effect.

This level of artifact is not so threatening to martial artists below the fifth level of martial arts, and above the five levels of martial arts have their own martial souls, and this bronze bell jingles and shakes, and the martial souls of martial artists are almost torn. In this case, there is no need to fight at all, just tie your hands and ask for a pleasure.

Fang Shiyu's face turned pale, his body jumped, and he jumped directly behind Wang Ming and Zhang Xiaju.

Zhang Xia raised her face to the side, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the dream soul was cast, and everyone saw that something like a big soap bubble shrouded the three people of Wulei Gate.

The bronze bell above Bai Wuji's head swayed suddenly, and the big soap bubble shivered as if it had been blown by the wind, but it didn't break. This means that the martial soul of Zhang Xiaju of the Five Thunder Gates can resist the bronze bell artifact, of course, only temporarily.

"How sad is it that the Son of God who can only do a battle of words?!" Bai Wuji said coldly, and continued to walk towards the three of the Five Thunder Gate step by step.

"What do you want?" Fang Shiyu's voice trembled, and he asked as he hid behind Wang Ming.

"Let me see your divine light. Bai Wuji's face had a sinister smile on his face, "If you don't release it, you won't have a chance, because you're going to die soon." ”

"I'm here to participate in the Cave Heaven Competition, do you dare?!" Fang Shiyu immediately jumped to his feet and said.

"Who would dare to get involved in the fight between the Divine Son and the Divine Son?" Bai Wuji's eyes showed fierceness, and he turned to Zhang Xiaju and said coldly: "So, Zhang Xiaju, you also want to die, because Shenwei is indesecrated." ”

"It's over, the two of them are finished. ”

"Maybe the fat man might have some powerful tricks. ”

"Bai Wuji is too rampant, but he does have the ability to be rampant. ”

"He's right, no one dares to intervene in the fight between the gods!"

......

Everyone in the main hall has different opinions, but the situation of the Five Thunder Gate is not good, which is what everyone has seen.

"I was going to end you in the cave, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient, so I will fulfill you. Bai Wuji stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Let me see your divine light, I can't wait." ”

After Bai Wuji finished speaking, his body twisted, as if a woman in the flower country was dancing a hundred flowers, and the hall instantly brightened.

No one paid attention to Bai Wuji's "graceful" dancing, everyone looked at the bell in the divine circle above his head, tinkling and ding...... The bronze bell finally rang.

"Ahh

It hurts so much!

This guy is simply attacking indiscriminately, if you can block it, you can naturally block it, if you can't stop it, it's your strength is not enough, and the strength is not enough, do I need to see your face?

The naked contempt for many people felt in their hearts that it was not only to the Divine Son of the Five Thunder Gates, but to all the people present.

Bai Yi, the sect leader of the White Cloud Sect, frowned slightly, and was a little dissatisfied with Bai Wuji's unscrupulousness.

Fang Shiyu's face was pale, and his soul was even more captured by the bronze bell, and he was actually a little unable to move.

Help, Fang Shiyu wanted to scream, but he didn't expect Bai Wuji to dare to make a bold move in the main hall.

"Boss, you can say something. Zhang Xia was in a hurry, and she also learned that Song Que was called Wang Ming's boss like Fang Shiyu. This guy is still smiling, but he purses his lips, could it be that he has said all the things that should be said along the way?

When Zhang Xia said this, Yun Wuxian also felt strange, and he was startled, because he had actually forgotten Wang Ming's existence just now.

Gu Panxi looked at the past, with her understanding of Wang Ming's childhood sweetheart, this guy fell into a sluggish state, and occasionally showed such a look when he looked at himself before.

Hua Yinluo finally noticed something unusual, Wang Ming seemed to have entered a state of rapid cultivation, somewhat similar to the situation of Gu Panxi's Sword Emperor Martial Soul condensation that night.

But how is this possible?

Breaking through on the Cloud Hall of the White Cloud Sect and hiding from everyone's eyes, including the Martial God, Hua Yinluo felt that it was unlikely.

"Boss, someone is going to fight and kill!" Fang Shiyu said loudly, almost shouting for help.

Wang Ming's eyes finally turned, and he looked at Bai Wuji, who was striding over and waiting to capture Fang Shiyu with one move, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Yang Laishan over there spoke first, his face flushed, and said, "Boss, don't you have a drum?"

As soon as Yang Laishan opened his mouth, Yang Laixi also spoke, and said: "The drum with the bell is a perfect match." ”

The two of them widened their eyes and puffed out their cheeks, obviously suffocating.

Yang Zongtai wanted to stop it but was blocked by the two brothers, Yang Laixi and Yang Laishan, and watched Yang Laidong take out the drum, and knocked it without thinking about it.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Yang Zongtai couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to his knees with a puff.

He was like this, and Luo Xianfeng, the foreign affairs elder of the Luofu Sect, also knelt down.

Yun Wuxian still maintained a smug expression on his face, and he knelt down after a while, and said in his heart, "Oh, what's the matter?"

As soon as the three elders knelt like this, the elders of the other sects couldn't help but kneel, and they screamed in their hearts one by one, two great artifacts, what are you doing here? What are we doing?!