Baili Huang stood on the top of the cliff, his bloodstained face indifferent and indifferent.

The mountain wind blew, lifted the blue robe on his body, and swayed towards the bottom of the cliff, his scattered long hair fluttered in the wind, dancing from behind to in front of him, between heaven and earth, his body instantly stood into an exclamation mark.

In his right hand, he held a blood-stained stick, faintly glowing with purple light, and the other end of the stick was on the rocky ground.

Without looking back, he had already sensed the aura of dozens of martial artists behind him, and the way had been blocked. The closest to the top of the cliff were two bronze Nian Realm martial artists, the one wearing a dark red robe was his fellow senior brother Suo Feng, and the other one wearing a purple robe was Ximen Dayang, the lord of the Purple Mountain Empire's Xishan Fort.

Senior brother Suo Feng is here, Baili Huang is not surprised, he led people to hunt him down for seven days and seven nights, and they have fought countless times. What made him sigh was the arrival of the castle lord Ximen Dayang, and the castle lord personally chased and killed, which was his honor for Baili Huang.

I don't die, I don't do anything. In order to cut off my head, even if it is to hunt me down to the edge of the sky, they will not hesitate to do so. A self-deprecating smile appeared on Baili Huang's face: My life is over, the cliff under my feet is my final place, take a step forward in the abyss, take a step back and the sword pierces the heart, it's over, even if it is a steel body, after seven consecutive days and seven nights of fighting, it is time to rest.

Baili Huang turned around leisurely and looked forward.

In front of him was a gentle slope, and under the gentle slope stood full of martial artists, most of these martial artists were new disciples in the green robe, and they belonged to the Xishan Fort of the Purple Mountain Empire with him. As for why there were so few blue-robed warriors, Baili Huang was not surprised at all, in this crazy pursuit for seven days and seven nights, most of them died from the purple wooden stick in his hand. The purple wooden stick was stained with the blood of the same disciple brothers, and at this moment, it was full of anger, waving slightly, whimpering, and steaming with murderous energy.

"Ximen Dayang, you came to see me off in person, thank you. Baili Huang's face was light.

"Scoundrel, roll down the cliff, do you need me to go up and carry you down in person?!" Ximen Dayang shouted angrily.

Baili Huang looked sarcastic and smiled, he no longer paid attention to Ximen Dayang, but raised his head and looked into the distance.

The Purple Mountain in the distance is undulating, from east to west, traversing the Purple Mountain Empire, like a giant dragon falling from the sky, lying prone on the earth, the dragon's tail is in the west, and the dragon's head is raised to the east.

The sun has fallen to the dragon's tail at this moment, the sky above the purple mountain is bright red, such as blood staining the sky, in the vastness, the dragon's head is high-spirited and wants to fly, several purple lights shoot from the dragon's head to the sky, the sky thunders and rolls, such as thousands of armies stepping on thunder, and the heaven and earth are roaring.

"Castle master, it was dark, and before the night came, the disciples went up and killed him. The vibration between heaven and earth woke up a group of warriors under the cliff, Suo Feng couldn't hold his breath anymore, and took the initiative to ask to step forward.

Ximen Dayang's mood was more anxious than him, and he couldn't wait to fly up the cliff immediately and slap the villain Baili Huang to death with one palm, but ......, "Don't provoke him too much, find a way to lure him down, as long as the purple wooden stick is in hand, the corpse will be broken into ten thousand pieces immediately." He jumped out of the last sentence with a bite, which shows how much he has resentment towards Bailihuang.

Suo Feng shook his head in his heart, how difficult it was, if Baili Huang was so easy to deal with, he would have broken him into thousands of pieces in the past seven days and seven nights. On the contrary, after these seven days and seven nights of fighting with the same family, now there is no temptation for Baili Huang under any conditions, and he knows better than anyone that there is no way to live when he turns back.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the Baili Phoenix stands on the top of the cliff like a sculpture, and his right hand is still holding the purple wooden stick of the heavy weapon of the town fort of Xishan Fort. He knew very well why Ximen Dayang came in person, and he still stood aggrieved in front of him. With his force value, if he wants to defeat himself, even if his Baili Huang body is at its peak, it is just a face. What he was afraid of was the purple wooden stick in his hand, and the reason why he didn't dare to come up directly was because he was afraid that he would fall off the cliff with the purple wooden stick.

Therefore, Baili Huang stood there quietly, he wanted to give Ximen Dayang and all his fellow disciples a final lesson, and it was a delayed, super long lesson - it was really not easy to take Baili Huang's life.

"Let's let them go, he still has the confidence to fight in the face of them, drag it slowly, and find a chance to win it with one blow. Ximen Dayang finally made this decision. In the face of Baili Huang, he really couldn't think of any good strategies, including Suo Feng. At this moment any verbal offense seems childish and ridiculous.

Suo Feng waved his hand, and the five green-robed disciples swung their swords and stepped onto the hillside, slowly approaching the cliff.

Baili Huang didn't look at them, but subconsciously sensed their figures. His thoughts at the moment had flown thousands of miles away, and the girl named Qin Yin came out of the vast sky with a bright smile on her face.

The sound of the jade girl's piano, the purple jade reflects the pink, and the sun and the moon are shy.

Baili Huang looked up at his face, and a happy smile was sent to the sky, looking at the smiling face like a peach blossom in the distance.

"Brush!"

Three sword qi struck at him almost at the same time.

The purple wooden stick in Baili Huang's hand seemed to be attracted by the sword qi, and he whimpered and screamed, and instantly swept in front of him, a powerful murderous aura swept like a violent wind, and after three screams, the three green-robed disciples who had just sneaked up on him fell with the wind, and after landing, his body was in a different place, and the blood inspired by the murderous aura remained in the air for a long time.

The other two green-robed disciples were one foot on the cliff and one foot on the cliff, staring blankly at the Baili Huang who had returned to standing still, not knowing whether to go up or down, the upper part would die, and the lower would not end well.

Even Bai Ding, who was inferior to the Qing-robed Martial Artist, as long as he was a physically strong man, could jump up to the top of the cliff less than six feet high, but none of them did so. In the face of Baili Huang, who disregarded life and death, and had just broken through the Iron Thought Realm and entered the Copper Thought Realm, they did so, and they died faster than slowly moving up, and they died as fast as they went up. Moreover, they all understood the castle master's intentions, and the purpose of their coming up was just bait.

The corners of Ximen Dayang's eyes twitched twice, and he glared angrily at Baili Huang, and at the same time scolded in a low voice: "Continue to go up, and leave Xishan Fort if you are afraid of death." ”

The smiling face that bloomed like a peach blossom was scattered by the blood of the same disciple brother, and Baili Huang withdrew his gaze looking at the sky and swept down the cliff, his blurry eyes instantly sharp as a sharp sword.

Fighting with the same door is not something that he Baili Huang is willing to do, but he is now taking their lives every moment, is it to create people? If he does not kill them, he will inevitably be killed by them, and compared with the two, he still cherishes his own life more, although it is about to come to an end, but the one who takes his life must be himself, not anyone other than himself. The object of their resentment should not be him, but their elder brother and castle master.

In fact, what Baili Huang wants to ask for most now is the dog life of Suo Feng and Ximen Dayang, all of which are caused by these two sanctimonious guys, but this is a very difficult thing, at this time it is difficult for him to even take a step, and it is difficult to ask for their dog life.

That's it, that's it, this class should be over, these fearless juniors and disciples who rushed up came to Xishan Fort to fight for a good future, for the sake of the Purple Mountain Empire to have fewer poor parents and families, I will ring the bell of the class myself.

Thinking of this, Baili Huang stretched out the purple wooden stick with one hand, and the group of blue-robed disciples who were approaching him immediately stopped.

"Senior Brother Suo Feng, Lord of Ximen Dayang Castle, thank you for coming to see me off, I'm leaving. After stopping the footsteps of the Qingpao disciples with a purple wooden stick, Baili Huang took a breath of thought, and shouted loudly to Suo Feng and Ximen Dayang, "The account between us is not settled, you are unwilling, and I am also unwilling, let's clear it in the next life, I will definitely settle it with you in the next life, definitely." This purple stick has been with me for seven days and seven nights, so let it be my funeral gift, and see you in the next life. ”

As soon as the words fell, in the roar of Suo Feng and Ximen Dayang, Baili Huang puffed up the last trace of thought qi in his body and poured it into the purple wooden stick, with the purple wooden stick as the fulcrum, his strong body rose in the air and flew backwards, and the purple wooden stick made a final sound in front of the disciples of Xishan Fort, and disappeared into the vast twilight with Baili Huang in an instant.