There was silence in the lobby, and everyone stared at the man in white who fell from the sky, the man wore a hat to cover his face, but just one hand to shake Du Mei back was enough to frighten them.

Du Mei stared at the white clothes, and sneered at the corners of her mouth, "Pretending to be a ghost." ”

Du Mei stepped on her left foot, her long sleeves were flying, the long sword in her hand had been thrown, she twisted and pinched with one hand, and swam with the sword, wrapped in a touch of bright golden sword qi and went straight to the white clothes, the castration was amazing, everyone in the hall only saw a golden thread passing by in an instant, and then there was a sonorous buzzing sound, the golden sword that every disciple of the Golden Sword Sect had, and the natal golden sword that was always with him did not pierce the white-clothed body, hanging in front of his skin, trembling, stirring the other party's sleeves flying, but he couldn't move forward half a step.

The white clothes smiled, took the initiative to take a step back, and the palm was against the tip of the sword, which was full of qi circulation, blocking the sword qi of the golden sword from the body, and then the palm of the hand was replaced with a fist, and it was hit at will, and in an instant, there was a metal impact sound rippling in the lobby, and those family elders felt a burst of tinnitus and dizziness, and their chests were blocked and they wanted to vomit, and they covered their ears desperately.

Du Mei's face was slightly cold, her eyes fell, and she saw that Bai Yi was still holding the teapot in her left hand, from the time she landed to the time she made her move, the tea in the pot only shook slightly, and not a drop spilled out, which showed that the control of the strength was subversive. His gaze turned hot, no longer hidden, his other hand was also stretched out, the sword qi between the sleeves of his clothes swelled, and the speed of the golden sword suddenly increased, and the small place was instantly covered with sword qi, intertwined into a net and pressed towards the white clothes.

The sleeves of the man in white were cut by the sword qi, the hood was lifted away by the strong wind, and his body did not move, but his wrist trembled slightly, and the teapot in his hand disappeared, and then Du Mei's head slammed, and the whole person fell backwards, and was supported by the sword qi before he straightened up.

"Return. Du Mei read out a word, and in an instant, the sword qi wandering around fell back to the sword in his hand, and in an instant, a three-foot slender sword gang rose. Du Mei, as a generation of Tianjiao in the foundation realm of the Golden Sword Sect, has been sleeping with a sword since she was a child, and she has realized the profundity of the sword, still above the golden-clothed young man back then, and has already integrated the Gang Qi used by the martial artist under the mountain into her own sword qi to form this Sword Gang. Then he took a step, waved his arm, and the long sword that was haunted by the sword qi pierced the center of the white clothes's eyebrows, and the white clothes moved slightly horizontally, but they were still hit by the sword qi in the chest, and the body slid out backwards, stirring up a piece of sand and stones.

"Give it back to you!" Du Mei looked arrogant and laughed loudly.

When the sword qi around them disappeared, those clan elders crawled out from under the tables and chairs in embarrassment, and hurriedly looked at the scene outside. Du Mei stood there, but restrained her smile, her face was a little gloomy, she squinted her eyes to see the figure that came out of the dust, the white clothes were still there, the breath was flowing on it, and it was not contaminated with dust, but the hat fell to the ground, but it did not show the person's face, there was a mask covering his face, the patriarch from the Xu family was shocked, his eyes were shocked, but he covered his mouth and quickly lowered his head and said nothing.

"Yohe, it's hidden very deeply, I've been in Luohua City for so many days, and I didn't know that there was a young martial artist like you. Du Mei grinned and looked at each other vigilantly.

Bai Yi also looked at Du Mei, raised his hand to control his breath, gently picked up the teapot and put it on the table next to him, his lips moved slightly, and a voice came to Du Mei's ears, "Get out, I'm not here to fight with you." ”

Du Mei rolled her eyes, "Good guy, it's a good guy, it's actually a qi practitioner, but it's not small, you treat you as Fang Yan of the glass list!"

Bai Yi sighed, Du Mei began to walk around Bai Yi from a long distance, and said to herself: "Choosing this joint point, is it because you have a grudge against the Fang family?" It makes sense, but the Fang family is all mud that can't support the wall, and it doesn't hurt to kill them." It's also possible that if you dare to go against our Golden Sword Sect, you really can't come to seek death, hahaha, no matter which one you have, you will inevitably fight with me, after all, ...... Your life is mine now. ”

Seeing that Bai Yi was silent, Du Mei's eyes were full of excitement, "After so many years of retreat and cultivation, I finally caught a guy with makeshift strength, depending on your luck, it seems to be different? ”

Bai Yi said lightly: "No one has told you that your second realm foundation is exhausted, like an old woman in the last years of the wind and candles, and it is not as good as some scattered cultivation under the mountain?"

Du Mei's face turned cold, "You want to die?"

Bai Yi shrugged, "Have you ever thought about letting me go?"

Du Mei was silent for a while, and then suddenly laughed, "Interesting! I originally wanted to wait for that Fang Yan, but it doesn't hurt to cut you first!"

Du Mei's feet splashed with golden light, and his body suddenly pulled out dozens of zhang, it was actually a shrunken Dao talisman, he did not condense after standing firm, and directly pinched the trick with both hands, the golden sword rose from the ground, flying and entrenched on his side, and then a faint golden light overflowed, the golden sword was divided into two, and then divided into four, four identical long swords wandered and flew, and the sword qi roared fiercely.

Qi practitioners and martial artists fight against each other, the most taboo is to be close to martial artists, and Du Mei is a formation master who is good at sword formations against the enemy, so naturally he must protect his own safety first. His fingers tapped on the blade of the sword beside him, and there was a pleasant sound of sword roaring, and as his fingers grew faster and faster, the sound of the sword became more and more intense.

The sound stopped abruptly, and the cascading sword roar was close to climax, and it fell with a bang.

It's like a waterfall in a long river.

Those clan elders had already turned numb, and they looked at this immortal idiotically.

Under the golden light, the white clothes were windless, his hands folded in front of his chest, and then slowly pushed towards the top of his head, and three words came out of his mouth,

"Spring Thunder Stops".

The sword qi was pressed on the head, and the white clothes carried it with both hands.

It seemed like a move, but before the sword qi approached, the jade color of the white clothes' hands flashed several times, followed by a few loud thunder sounds, the sleeves of the white clothes were directly cracked, and a spider web suddenly exploded on the ground.

Du Mei's eyes shrank, and without hesitation, she slapped her chest with one hand, spit out a mouthful of blood and landed on the sword array, and the sword aura exploded, as if countless swords were handed out, all of which hit the white cloth.

Bai Yi stumbled, his legs arched slightly, where outsiders could not see, the third eye in the center of his eyebrows opened, his breath suddenly changed, from long to wild, and then he shouted in a low voice, Bai Yi's arms exploded like spring thunder, and one after another fists swam out from between his fingers, wrapped between his five fingers, just like this, he smashed on the big array above his head with a punch, the sword qi momentum was a little stagnant, but Bai Yi slowly stood up straight, the golden light on his fists flowed, and the sword qi that was close to him was crushed, and the bursts of smashing collapsed.

Du Mei was dumbfounded, it was the first time she had seen someone break her sword formation so directly!

The sword array was extremely consuming true qi, and being brutally charged by the white clothes, Du Mei swallowed a few more mountain pills, gritted her teeth to support it, and her breath fell a few feet in the end.

The white-clothed man kept moving, one hand retracted to his side, his body was raised, and the other hand clenched his fist, smashing it towards four places, the fist was incomparable, accompanied by four muffled thunders, and the four long swords hidden in the shadows fell to the ground.

On the other side, Du Mei's body swayed for a moment, her face turned pale, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she asked sharply, "How did you do it!"

The white clothes casually wiped the blood oozing from under the mask, and the wound on his right hand that was cut by Jian Gang actually healed quickly, he put his hand behind his back, and said lightly: "I know a person, and he has a sword like a waterfall, you compare with him, whether it is momentum or sword skills, the difference is too far." ”

Fang Yan secretly exhaled turbid air, after he stepped into the bone exchange realm, he reshaped the bone of his right arm, plus he practiced a fist gang to withstand the shock of the spring thunder, and it was also the extreme realm of the flesh, and it was difficult for ordinary martial artists in the second realm to break through, but it took a lot of effort to block this Du Mei's sword formation, his right hand was hidden behind his back, and now he was still trembling, which showed the mystery of the opponent's sword gang.