Text Chapter 339 White Cloud Mother Sword
"Have you ever seen the Pavilion Master of the Blood Hand Pavilion?" asked Chen Daoqing curiously.
"No!" the demon shook her head earnestly.
At her level, she hadn't even seen the face of the Lord of the Bloody Hand Pavilion, which showed how mysterious the Mysterious Pavilion was.
"In the Bloody Hand Pavilion, except for the Deputy Pavilion Master Blood Li and the Top Ten Killers, no one has ever seen the true face of the Blood Hand Pavilion Master. The enchanter recalled.
Chen Daoqing was now very curious about this Bloody Hand Pavilion Master, why he had to come up with so many conspiracies.
Even the Great Xiangguo Temple has to be touched, this Bloody Hand Pavilion Lord is really hateful to the point of heinousness.
The demon explained a lot, but didn't get what he wanted.
Except for the conspiracy about the Bloody Hand Pavilion.
However, he did get a piece of news.
Mr. Xuewu was personally invited by Xueli, and that Xueli should also be in Baiyun Mountain.
"Not good!"
Chen Daoqing suddenly froze, and then rushed out.
Boom! Boom!
There was a loud bang in the direction of the mountain behind the entire Baiyunzhuang.
Then, countless situations surged towards Baiyunzhuang from all directions.
Originally, there had just fallen into silence, and everyone in Baiyunzhuang had just had a little time to rest.
It's a pity that a terrible cry came from the backyard!
It was the courtyard where Mr. Bai lived, and in normal times, no one was allowed to enter!
"What's going on!?" Chen Daoqing looked at Bai Fengxuan who was rushing over.
"Someone sneaked attacked!" Bai Fengxuan said excitedly.
Baiyunzhuang has been solid for so many years, and this night, it was attacked continuously.
"Stabilize the morale of the army!" Chen Daoqing said calmly.
"Hmm!" Bai Fengxuan nodded.
"Take me to the place where Mr. Bai lives!" Chen Daoqing frowned.
Bai Fengxuan glanced at Chen Daoqing with some doubts, but finally nodded and quickly went straight to the backyard.
At this time, the sky in the distance has begun to glow white.
This is not the best time to attack.
As the saying goes, it is not the best to launch a sneak attack, and at this time, it is the time when everyone is the most relaxed.
Chen Daoqing observed along the way, there were one or two black shadows shuttling in the village, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and their real purpose must be Mr. Bai.
If the insect king can find out that Mr. Bai's breath is wrong, will others also find out?
Chen Daoqing rushed forward, only three breaths.
At this moment, a roar erupted from the backyard.
A flash of white light!
This is the power of the White Cloud Sword Protector's counterattack.
Then, a huge figure burst out of the roof, and then another dark shadow jumped out from the side.
The two of them rushed straight into the distance.
Chen Daoqing frowned, these two people turned out to be masters of the Triple Realm Against the Heavens!
Chen Daoqing didn't even chase after him, this kind of master was no longer a level he could compete with.
"Could it be ....." Chen Daoqing was a little shocked.
Suddenly, his figure was not at the moment when Bai Fengxuan reacted, and rushed directly to the place where Mr. Bai lived.
The moment he arrived, Mr. Bai sat upright in the room, his eyes seemed to be looking at something.
Seeing Chen Daoqing being the first to rush in, he smiled.
"Mr. Bai, are you okay?" asked Chen Daoqing seriously.
"Third uncle!"
Bai Fengxuan also rushed in, and when he saw that Mr. Bai was not moving, he hurriedly saluted.
"Fengxuan, you're here too!" Mr. Bai smiled slightly, and then said: "Go and guard outside, no one is allowed to come in without my order!"
"Yes, Third Uncle!"
Bai Fengxuan was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded hesitantly and withdrew.
Chen Daoqing was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of medicine Mr. Bai was selling in the gourd.
Burst!
As Bai Fengxuan walked out, Mr. Bai spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His spotless white robe was instantly dyed bright red, as if a stain on his life, so dazzling, so discordant.
"Little friend, please take a seat!"
Mr. Bai smiled and gasped for breath as he asked Chen Daoqing to sit down.
"Mr. Bai, are you okay?" asked Chen Daoqing with concern.
"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Flower Buddha, no matter at any time, he can stay calm and think clearly!" Mr. Bai swiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Mr. Bai, who the hell is it? It won't be ....." Chen Daoqing stopped talking.
"Xu Tianzan!"
When these three words landed, it just hit the conjecture in Chen Daoqing's heart.
Everyone calculated everything, but they didn't calculate that there was such a character next to Mr. Bai.
Chen Daoqing guessed the moment he entered the room.
made such a big move, Xu Tianzan didn't show up, the only possibility is that he calculated Mr. Bai.
"I didn't expect to know him for so many years,....." Mr. Bai sighed.
Chen Daoqing's eyes narrowed: "They are all running for the Baiyun Sword, right?"
"That's right!" Mr. Bai nodded.
"The two figures just now, if I guess correctly, one of them is Emperor Da Yao, Xiang Yu!" Chen Daoqing once again expressed the doubts in his heart.
"That's right!" Mr. Bai nodded.
He never had any doubts about this disciple of the Flower Buddha of the Great Xiangguo Temple.
He had already heard about the assassination.
People in the rivers and lakes, even if you wash your hands in a golden basin, what happens around you is still the affairs of the rivers and lakes.
There must be no escape.
After Chen Daoqing got a positive answer, his heart was clear.
Emperor Xiang Yu of Dayao joined forces with Xu Tianzan, a great teacher, to snatch the Baiyun Sword from Mr. Bai.
This Emperor Dayao must be the restless one.
He has always been keen on extreme cultivation, using extreme plundering methods to increase his strength, and sooner or later, he will completely go mad and become a generation of demons.
Perhaps, the end of Kyushu is really coming.
Heroes from all walks of life are all looking to find some benefits in this crisis.
"Mr. Bai, I'm afraid, in addition to these two people from the Dayao Dynasty, there is also the shadow of the Bloody Hand Pavilion, right?" Chen Daoqing said slowly.
"You should have seen it very clearly when you came all the way from the outside. Mr. Bai sighed.
Chen Daoqing nodded solemnly, judging from the situation just now, the Bloody Hand Pavilion did send some killers, but this was only a minority after all, and it couldn't make such a big move.
The only explanation can only be that there are traitors in Baiyunzhuang, and the two sides should cooperate with each other.
But Chen Daoqing did not take the lead in speaking these words.
"Over the years, they have long looked at me unpleasantly. Mr. Bai said helplessly.
Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his arms couldn't seem to be lifted, and his body sat upright here all the time, not caring about the blood flowing down the corners of his mouth and all the way to his clothes.
"Mr. Bai, your injuries are ......" Chen Daoqing frowned.
"I'm running out of time....."
Mr. Bai sighed, his heart had been broken.
I'm afraid I won't be alive tonight, if it weren't for the sword spirit of the White Cloud Sword who suddenly protected the Lord at the moment of life and death, Mr. Bai would have fallen long ago.
"Is it confirmed?" Chen Daoqing asked suddenly.
Mr. Bai shook his head: "It's nothing more than the patriarch and my brothers, all these years Baiyunzhuang is under my control, they haven't gotten any benefits, brothers bully each other, cannibalism!"
Mr. Bai felt sad.
A family is like a dynasty, with a thin and cold nature, and the so-called flesh and blood love, under fame and fortune, everything is turned into dust.
"They actually colluded with the Bloody Hand Pavilion!" Chen Daoqing said excitedly.
"It's not just the Bloody Hand Pavilion......" Mr. Bai shook his head.
"Isn't it the Bloody Hand Pavilion that mainly snatched your Baiyun Sword to fight against the Immortal Sword of the first person in Kyushu?" Chen Daoqing asked puzzled.
Mr. Bai nodded: "Even you know that my Baiyun Sword can compete with the Feng Immortal Sword, so wouldn't we, the first person in Kyushu, know it?"
Chen Daoqing was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood.
He really never thought that he had never doubted Zhang Sanfeng's character in his life, just like he had always believed that the Flower Buddha would rather pity the flowers.
It's a pity that when Mr. Bai revealed this fact, he felt that his worldview had collapsed somewhat.
"I suspect that Xu Tianzan and that Emperor Dayao have reached some kind of agreement with Zhang Sanfeng, and now they have joined forces. Mr. Bai said solemnly.
The situation seems to be getting more and more complicated.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng would unscrupulously join forces with others to snatch the Baiyun Sword.
If the Baiyun Sword really fell into his hands, then he wouldn't be worried about the Blood Hand Pavilion Master.
However, the first person in Kyushu would be worried about the Bloody Hand Pavilion Master?
Could it be that the Pavilion Master of the Bloody Hand Pavilion with the White Cloud Sword would threaten the status of Zhang Sanfeng, the first person in Kyushu?
Chen Daoqing had thought that the Pavilion Master of the Blood Hand Pavilion would be very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong?
"You have to remember that Zhang Sanfeng is not so simple, he is satisfied with benevolence and righteousness, and claims to uphold the righteous path of the world, but every time there is turmoil in Kyushu, there is almost a shadow of him, even if the grievances between him and the Lord of the Blood Hand Pavilion may be fake!" Mr. Bai finished speaking, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.
This time, his aura instantly weakened a lot.
"What did you say?" Chen Daoqing was stunned.
He didn't expect that Mr. Bai would say such things to himself now.
"Actually, I'm not worried about the fight within the family at all, even if they kill me, I don't care, but what I'm worried about is that outsiders get involved and they are being used. Mr. Bai suddenly lay backwards.
His strength was no longer enough to sustain him on.
Chen Daoqing hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Bai.
Mr. Bai trembled and took out a small object from his arms.
Only the size of a palm.
What a delicate little sword!
Snow white all over!
It's like a fog!
Disembodied!
"This is ......," Chen Daoqing tightened in his heart.
"That's right, this is the Baiyun Sword that everyone in the world dreams of!" Mr. Bai forced himself to endure the pain and smiled slightly.
"This is the Baiyun Sword!?" Chen Daoqing was stunned.
Who would have thought that the real Baiyun Sword would be a small sword the size of a palm.
"What was robbed....?"
"That's just the Baiyunzi Sword!"
"Zijian?"
"The Baiyun Sword has never been an entity, but a sword spirit left over from ancient times, but it is stored in the Baiyunzi Sword, and the Baiyunzi Sword without the Baiyun Sword is just a better magic weapon. Mr. Bai gasped.