"I'm not disturbed, I'm just looking at Your Excellency. Lang Mo raised his head, the cyan stubble making him look like a blue wolf.

"Lang Mo, you're too much!" Saren already had a good impression of Bai Si, and with Lang Mo being so aggressive, she couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded sharply.

But someone grabbed her arm, and she turned back to Bayar.

He nodded lightly and glanced at Saren, meaning very clearly.

When Lang Mo first came to the mainland, he was too angry, and it was time to find someone to frustrate him.

Although Saren understood what Bayar meant, she was still a little worried, she didn't know if the mild-mannered Bai Si could beat Lang Mo.

"I thought Your Excellency was well-intentioned, but I didn't expect it to be deliberately embarrassing. As he spoke, he finished the noodles in his bowl and got up from his chair.

"Forgive me for having something important to do, and I can't continue to make trouble with Your Excellency. Out of etiquette, Bai Si bowed to them anyway, and then walked towards the door.

Since the Yunlong Inn can't stay overnight, it's useless for him to stay here, not to mention that this man who doesn't know where he came from looks extremely unkind.

is also an immortal, Bai Si is by no means afraid of him, but he has something important to do, so he has to keep a low profile, not to mention that he is not a competitive person.

Since that man is interested in that woman, why don't he be a smooth man, you must know that more is better than less.

"Heh, I knew you wanted to go, did you go!" Lang Mo saw that Bai Si had just stepped out of the inn with his front foot, and his son turned into a shadow and chased out.

The wolf tooth knife had already been held in his hand, blocking Bai Si's way.

The room was too cramped for him to stretch his hands and feet, not to mention that they had just smashed someone's things during the day.

"What should I do, Brother Bayar?" asked Saren worriedly, she wasn't shy anymore because there were no outsiders.

"It's okay, let him go, I can see that Lang Mo is by no means that person's opponent, and it's good to let him suffer a little. Bayard was unfazed and threw his head up and drank a glass of wine.

"Then what if the boy in white hurts Lang Mo!" Saren was still worried.

"Don't worry, with me, Lang Mo can't be hurt. Bayar smiled slightly, he put down the wine glass in his hand, and the shadow turned into an afterimage and flew out.

"I don't want to cause trouble, why do you want to be aggressive?" Bai Si didn't expect Lang Mo to chase him out and block his way, and his face became a little ugly.

He came to find Yan Jinyu and Ling Yunfeng, and if he couldn't find them for a moment, they would be in more danger, so he didn't have time to play with this Lang Mo.

"Hey, how can I be aggressive? Or are you afraid that you thin arms and legs can't beat me and I want to run?" Lang Mo sneered, he had already seen Bayar and Saren chasing after him, so he couldn't finish the game, he wanted to show it in front of Saren.

When he was young, Lang Mo was inspired to become a hero like Baturu, and he also wanted to learn from him and tell the cultivators of the Great Xia Dynasty that he was good

The man is amazing.

Not just for Saren, but for the desert, well, that's right.

He admonished himself in his heart.

"You mean that if I can't defeat Your Excellency, I won't be able to leave today, right?" Bai Si understood what Lang Mo meant, and today he was determined to fight with himself.

Since he can't avoid it, Bai Si will never be afraid, he is a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and he has not been afraid of anyone in the battle of the same class in the world!

Even Wang Zihan couldn't solve him in a few moves, not to mention the rough man in front of him who looked like he was five big and three stupid.

"That's right, that's what I mean, if you win against me today, I will recognize you as a master, if you can't beat me, you will obediently kneel down and call me Dad. Lang Mo's face suddenly showed a malicious smile.

I don't know what he thinks about it, and he can come up with such a bad idea.

Bai Si was stunned for a moment, and at that moment he actually saw the shadow of Prince Han from this Lang Mo.

"Is it a deal?" Lang Mo questioned him.

"Boring. Bai Si remembered the senior brother who was also clumsy, and said with confidence.

"Finish the fight early, so that I can go to my junior brothers and sisters," Bai Si said no more, and the silver sword in his hand was pulled out and stabbed towards Lang Mo.

His sword is only the most basic swordsmanship of the Tianshan Sect, and there is nothing wonderful about it.

This Bai Si's cultivation is only a mental method to expand the divine sense, and it has no effect on actual combat, but cultivators must not underestimate the cultivators in the divine sense, because their senses are too keen, as long as there is the slightest mistake, they will be keenly aware of it.

"Hmph, it's good to come, just your weak blow, it's not enough to tickle me!" Lang Mo looked at the power of the sword that Bai Si stabbed at him, and mocked again.

He rounded the wolf tooth knife in his hand and swung it towards Bai Si's sword.

Swords intersected, sparks colliding in the moonlight, but the two were at a stalemate.

"Hey, that's all you can do!" Lang Mo looked at Bai Si with a solemn expression in front of him, and mocked again.

But he didn't expect that the sword in Bai Si's hand suddenly retracted, and the scimitar in his hand didn't have time to withdraw, and the whole person rushed forward.

At the same time, Bai Si's foot kicked the base of his calf, and Lang Mo, who was still laughing, fell into the mud.

Bai Si didn't even use his true qi, and defeated Lang Mo with a single sword.

Just like Baturu back then, as soon as he walked out of the desert, he was cut off the horse by Mu Yunfei with a sword.

"Hey, get up, you won't be able to do it!" Bayar didn't think it was a big deal at all, and shouted to Lang Mo who was lying on the ground.

Lang Mo wanted to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, but then he suddenly remembered that Saren was still looking at him, and hurriedly jumped up from the ground.

"No, no, this just now doesn't count, I'm not ready. He shook his head, the dog's gnawing mud had made his head a little groggy.

"Although you have some brute strength, but the lower plate is unstable, and the knife is also disorganized, there is no knife technique, how can it be mine

Rival. "Bai Si really doesn't want to be entangled with this person.

From the knife confrontation just now, Bai Si could already conclude that this man was a casual cultivator, or the kind of casual cultivator who couldn't do anything. There is one cultivation and brute force, and nothing else.

This is also the reason why many casual cultivators want to worship the Four Great Sects, an ordinary casual cultivator, relying on the golden immortal who has realized it on his own, is likely to be unable to defeat any of the lower immortals who come out of the four major sects.

"Nonsense, I just didn't stand firm just now, don't think that you will win this way!" Lang Mo thought that Bai Si was mocking himself, and suddenly became angry.

The wolf tooth in his hand suddenly stretched out, turning into a short knife full of wolf teeth, which was the original form of his wolf tooth knife.

"Treasure! I didn't expect this sword to recognize its owner. Bai Si watched as the knife in Lang Mo's hand changed shape and said softly.

There are not many treasures in the world that can recognize the Lord, and most of these magic weapons are spiritual, and their power is greater than ordinary weapons.

Although it is not as good as the top ten treasures, it is still not to be underestimated.

"What's the matter, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, just kneel down and call Dad!" Lang Mo was proud of the wolf tooth scimitar in his hand, this knife was made of wolf teeth.

It's just that this wolf tooth comes from a steppe wolf who has played with him since he was a child, and Lang Mo saved a wolf from the shepherd's arrow when he was very young. The wolf has been with him for more than 20 years, and where a normal wolf lives to be twenty years old, it already has a spirit.

When the wolf died, it turned into a wolf tooth knife, and Grandpa Hamid said that this was a steppe wolf repaying the favor and wanted to accompany Lang Mo all the time.

At that time, Lang Mo, who had just entered the lower immortal, was still holding this knife, and he was crying night and night.

"Hmph, your shamelessness is exactly the same as my senior brother. Bai Si was just surprised by the treasure knife in Lang Mo's hand, but he didn't expect him to be so aggressive, and immediately snorted coldly.

Hakuji retracted his sword back into his waist, he wasn't good at using it because he was better at it.

His fingers slowly tucked into his waist.

"What, I'm really scared? I don't even dare to hold the sword?" Lang Mo didn't understand what Bai Si meant.

But as soon as he said this, he found that his hand could no longer hold the wolf's tooth knife.

A silver needle pierced his hand, and the white figure in front of him turned into a white phantom, swirling around him.

After a few breaths, Lang Mo's top was already filled with silver needles, and now he was not only unable to move, but also unable to speak.

Only one pair of eyes were round, rolling in their pupils.

The wolf tooth knife was a real spirit, and it kept rotating around Lang Mo, who was stiff, but it was just a knife, and there was nothing to be done about it.

"Brother Bayar, what should I do?" Saren looked at Lang Mo, who couldn't move, but had to stare pitifully at Lang Mo, although he was self-inflicted, but he was also a little pitiful.

"Hahaha, look, I said, you are not this boy's opponent. Bayar stepped forward, looked at Lang Mo, who was full of silver needles, and said with a smile.

There was a feeling of schadenfreude, Lang Mo could only blink, no

Know what he means.

When Bayard had had laughed enough, he turned around and bowed deeply to Baiji.

"Childe, this ignorant child is my younger brother, you see that he has also suffered, I wonder if I can let him go?" Compared to Lang Mo, Bayar is obviously much more polite.

Bai Si glanced at him, and from the true qi exposed in his actions just now, it could be seen that he was a golden immortal.

Maybe he'll be able to settle for a tie with himself, Bai Si thought to himself.

But he didn't want to get into trouble anymore, as soon as his five fingers were closed, all the silver needles on Lang Mo returned to his palm, like a small fish fry swimming in his palm at a glance.

"Whew, suffocate me. Lang Mo was freed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I told you a long time ago, there are countless masters in Great Xia, just like you, you have only cultivated to the lower immortal, and there is no one in your eyes, if you encounter a ruthless character in the future, ten lives will not be enough for you to live. Bayard glanced at Lang Mo.

Lang Mo stopped talking, he knew that his strength and Bai Si's strength were simply very different, and now he was completely convinced.

"This fight was also fought, and the people were released, so they retired first. Bai Si retracted the silver needle from his waist and turned to leave.