Chapter 3: A Word of Poetry

Boom!

Boundless sword intent rose, and the gate of the palace exploded.

At the door, a figure slowly walked out.

If you look closely, it is a young man in a white robe, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, holding a wine jug in his hand, and his body is shrouded in divine radiance.

Beside him, a long sword swam around, and a sharp aura that pierced through the world was sent out.

And this young man himself is even more amazing, and his earth-shattering aura goes straight into the sky, as if he has descended into the world, and he is extremely free and easy.

The moment he appeared, all the children of the Blue Lotus Sect couldn't help but kneel on their knees.

This is not flattery, but just the natural awe of the peerless powerhouse.

"This, is this ......?"

Li Jiong looked at the peerless and independent young man in front of him with a shocked expression.

Is this the so-called sect powerhouse?

But......

Where did such a powerful powerhouse come from?

Our little Qinglian Sect, is there such a strong person to protect it?

How did the Sect Master do it??

When Li Jiong was doubting his life here, Ji Wuming couldn't help but sigh.

"So powerful, is this what it feels like to be holy?"

The white-robed young man who walked out of the palace was none other than Ji Wuming himself.

It's just that at this time, he used the role card of Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai.

And the moment he used the card and incarnated as the Qinglian Sword Immortal, he knew what the real power was.

The kind of powerful power that seems to be able to move mountains, reclaim the sea, open up the world, and control the universe really makes him can't help but indulge in it.

When he played the role of Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai, his panel also changed.

[Host]: Ji has no life

[Role]: Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai

[Realm]: The most holy consummation

[Magical powers]: chivalrous travel, will toast, the stroke of genius, Qinglian sword song......

[magic weapon]: Longquan sword

[Time Remaining]: 179 seconds

Due to the current strength being too low, and the strength of Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai is too terrifying.

So the time to play for the first time was only a pitiful less than three minutes.

However, Ji Wuming was also very satisfied.

After all, the conditions are placed here, and it is enough to have these times.

Besides, just suppressing a small Chiyan Sect, how much time can it take?

looked at the white-robed young man who walked out of the palace, surrounded by a long sword like a swimming dragon.

Wen Renyan's heart set off a stormy wave, and he asked very bitterly.

"What the hell are you ...... Who the hell are you......"

Could it be that this is the so-called strong man of the sect?

No, no, no, what kind of ordinary powerhouse is there, this is obviously an immortal!

How could a small Qinglian Sect have such a terrifying existence? ?

I don't believe it! I don't believe it!

However, even if Wen Renyan didn't believe it in his heart, he had to fall from the sky in the face of the overwhelming sharp sword intent.

Trembling on the ground, like a duck in the water, covered with cold sweat, he didn't dare to move.

Even the thousands of soldiers who were full of fighting spirit before that were all people with mounts, honestly squatting on the ground, holding their heads and squatting to defend.

"Heh, wait, are you questioning this seat?"

Ji Wuming stepped forward slowly, and glanced at it casually, his eyes were dotted, as if he had all kinds of truth, but it seemed to be the fireworks in the world.

Wen Renyan and the others, who had just resisted to the end, looked at each other with the light in their eyes, as if they were looking at a human immortal, mastering the universe from above, which made the soul tremble.

"Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives!"

The next moment, Wen Renyan and the others' defense line collapsed, and they began to cry bitterly and knelt on the ground and prayed.

Now they truly understood that not only themselves, but the entire Red Flame Sect was in big trouble.

In the face of several people crying and begging for mercy, Ji Wusheng did not have the slightest soft-heartedness.

If he had just been here for a few days, he might have released a few more people, but he has spent a hundred years in this world, and he is not a naïve person for a long time.

He is deeply aware of the cruelty of this world, and when it is time to eradicate it as soon as possible, he must not be merciful.

Besides, he can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven.

After all, from top to bottom, the Red Yan Sect is simply doing all kinds of evil, and there is no one to do anything at all.

"If you have regrets, then be a good person in the next life!"

Ji Wuming looked at the few people on the ground, his eyes were unusually calm, but there was a smile on his face.

He wanted to kill, but he didn't intent to kill.

Only in this heaven and earth, a sword roared.

The dragon spring flew out, and countless dragon springs were born with it, crossing through this void, like a long river of time.

"The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return......"

A poem sounded, and countless dragon springs flowed along with the long river, slashing towards all the people of the Chiyan Sect.

Immediately, all the voices of weeping and supplication came to an abrupt end.

It's just a poem.

This strong team, which was enough to wipe out the Qinglian Sect countless times, disappeared so easily?

Bang bang bang~

The people of the Chiyan Sect, who maintained a kneeling posture, fell to the ground one after another.

Their souls have long since dissipated with the previous sword intent, and only the physical body still exists in the world.

"That's it? Only...... It's that simple? ”

Li Jiong looked at the situation in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

The unfolding of this matter was really unimaginable to him.

Facing the powerful army of the Chiyan Sect, he originally thought that the Qinglian Sect was dead.

What I didn't expect was that there was such a powerful existence guarding the sect.

Jumped out at the critical moment, just recited a poem, and swept away all enemies.

However, where did the sect master find such a powerful existence?

This kind of existence is no longer something that resources can impress.

If you can keep it, stay in the sect.

Isn't that the Blue Lotus Sect......

Just when Li Jiong was imagining.

The other disciples were also full of awe and curiosity in their hearts, looking at Li Taibai, the Qinglian Sword Immortal that Ji Wuming had transformed.

For everyone's eyes and thoughts, Ji Wuming didn't have time to pay attention to it at all.

His time was running out.

"Since you killed the people of the Chiyan Sect today, then, in order to avoid being troubled by the Chiyan Sect in the future, you have to cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

Ji thoughtless jokingly.

Before the time to play is up, the remaining time is enough to solve the Chiyan Sect.

"However, I can't leave here, in case someone else finds out that I'm missing when I go to the Red Flame Sect, it won't be good."

After thinking for a moment, Ji Wuming raised his head and looked in the direction of the Red Yan Sect.

It was as if he had crossed the mountains and seas and seen the station of the Red Flame Sect.

"That's it, that's it."

After taking a sip of wine, Ji Wuming raised his hand and slowly held the wandering dragon spring.