The headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and the white filial piety clothes on his body were instantly dyed bright red, which was shocking.

Li Xuedong walked into the palace with the Chixiao Flying Sword in his hand, and the Baihewu disciples who were originally standing in front of him were so frightened that they moved to the sides and stared at Li Xuedong with a frightened expression.

You must know that the tall man who was killed by Li Xuedong just now was the peak of the Yellow Rank, and he was a strong man in Baihewu, and he actually killed him with a sword, even if there were a few Xuan-level masters among them, they didn't dare to attack Li Xuedong easily.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency what to call you, do I have any holiday with Your Excellency, why do you want to kill my disciple?!"

Jiang Junfeng saw that the other party had killed a Yellow Rank peak with a single sword, and knew that the opponent's strength was definitely above the Xuan Rank, and it might even be the Ground Rank.

At present, there is only one earth-level master in Baihewu, and he is very old, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of the young man in front of him.

Jiang Junfeng's own strength was only in the early stage of the Xuan Rank, and he didn't have the slightest confidence in defeating the man in front of him.

Li Xuedong looked at Jiang Junfeng, who was clasping his fists and saluting him in front of him, and said coldly: "Let me ask you, how many sons does Jiang Lihe have?"

Jiang Junfeng was stunned when he heard this, and said with some puzzlement: "Why did Your Excellency ask so much, my father originally had five sons, and I was one of them, but unfortunately my father and my four brothers were all killed by a wild fang surnamed Li, and now I am the only one surnamed Jiang left in Baihewu." ”

"In this case, if you are killed, there will be no more people surnamed Jiang in Baihewu, right?"

Li Xuedong stared at Jiang Junfeng coldly, and the Chixiao Flying Sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if it might come out at any time.

Jiang Junfeng is not a fool, hearing what Li Xuedong said, and then looking at his appearance and the red sword in his hand, his face instantly turned as white as paper, he stumbled back five or six steps, pointed at Li Xuedong and shouted to the disciples sitting on the white crane dock on both sides: "He...... He is that Li ...... Li Xuedong...... Fast...... Let's kill him together!"

After learning that the man in Tsing Yi in front of him was Li Xuedong, all the Baihewu disciples were stunned, and then they pulled out their swords and stabbed Li Xuedong one after another.

The highest of these disciples in front of him is the middle stage of the Xuan Rank, and in the face of opponents of this level, Li Xuedong didn't need to sacrifice the flying sword at all, but just kept drawing the wind blade with both hands, and killed the Baihewu disciples who rushed over to pieces, and the stumps and broken bones all over the ground.

Originally, after learning that the man in front of him was Li Xuedong, the disciples of Baihewu still had a righteous and indignant expression.

However, when they saw batches of Baihewu disciples being killed by the invisible wind blade, the shocking blood and the strong smell of blood completely made them wake up from their anger, and they were replaced by horror and horror.

Li Xuedong was in front of him, but so many of them couldn't get close to him.

The area within two meters of Li Xuedong's body was like a forbidden place, and the two meters away was piled up like a dirt bag by the corpses of the Baihewu disciples lying on the ground, and then several fireballs shot out of his hands, burning the corpses on the ground to ashes.

If it weren't for the black blood stains on the floor, some people would even wonder if those corpses just now existed.

"Uh-uh...... It turned out to be true...... He's really going to release a fireball?!"

Jiang Junfeng stood behind the disciples of Baihewu, his face was already as pale as paper, although he had heard of Li Xuedong's rumors, but he didn't believe in those rumors, he only thought they were rumors, but the scene in front of him made him completely sober.

At this time, the entire Baihewu main hall was shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere, and the terrifying strength displayed by Li Xuedong was far beyond their understanding.

They looked at Li Xuedong as if they were looking at a monster, and then they didn't know who screamed, and then the remaining Baihewu disciples fled towards the door one after another.

Whew-

Seeing that those White Crane Dock disciples were about to escape from the palace, the Chixiao Flying Sword in Li Xuedong's hand suddenly shook violently, and one after another red sword rays shot out, stabbing at those White Crane Dock disciples.

In a terrible scream, the red sword stabbed in from the back and then broke through the chest, stabbing all the remaining White Crane Dock to the ground.

A moment later, the entrance to the palace was sealed by the corpse of the disciple of Bai Hewu.

The huge main hall of Baihewu was still an impassioned oath meeting just now, and in the blink of an eye, only Li Xuedong and Jiang Junfeng were left, and they looked extremely empty.

With a thud, Jiang Junfeng sat down on the ground, his face as white as white paper was dripping with cold sweat, he didn't even expect that his pants were soaked with urine, and his mind was now full of Li Xuedong, the sense of death oppression that almost suffocated him.

"Ask for ...... Please spare my life...... I swear I decided I wouldn't take revenge again...... Please spare me a dog's life!"

Jiang Junfeng's strong survival instinct made him wake up from his fright, he didn't care about the urine dripping on the ground in front of him, he knelt directly on it, kowtowed desperately, and his forehead was banging, which was especially loud in the huge palace.

Li Xuedong stared at Jiang Junfeng with cold eyes and said coldly: "I gave you a chance, but you gave up on your own." ”

After speaking, Li Xuedong stabbed out a sword ray, piercing a bloody hole in Jiang Junfeng's chest, ending his life.

Although the opponent this time was a little weak, it was the first time he used his sword to kill the enemy, and the effect was quite satisfactory.

Now that he has started to kill, Li Xuedong has not let Baihewu continue to exist.

It didn't take long for the entire Jiuhua Mountain to fall into a sea of fire.

The original magnificent buildings collapsed one after another, and the surrounding mountains and forests were ignited by raging fires, burning everything in Baihewu to ashes.

Li Xuedong stood on the mountain peak not far away, until he saw the last brick and tile of Baihewu being devoured and destroyed by the flames, then he turned around and left, flying towards Yanjing with the flying sword.

The destruction of Baihewu caused a lot of shock in the ancient martial arts world of China, and almost all the people and sects were talking about this matter, talking about who the people who destroyed Baihewu were sacred.

During the period when Li Xuedong retained the hidden martial arts world, Baihewu rose again because of Jiang Yangyan's relationship.

After Jiang Yangyan learned that the Flying Dragon Valley had been destroyed, he then challenged Nalan Bo of the Plum Blossom Academy to compete with him for the title of the first person in the ancient martial arts.

Although Nalan Bo's cultivation had broken through the Heavenly Rank, he was still not Jiang Yangyan's opponent, and he was defeated by him within ten moves.

After winning the title of the No. 1 Ancient Martial Arts Sect in Huaxia, Jiang Yangyan immediately announced to the entire Ancient Martial Arts Realm that Baihewu had risen again, and had replaced Feilong Valley as the No. 1 Ancient Martial Arts Sect, and even threatened that some people would welcome the other party's challenge.

Jiang Yang Yantian's cultivation in the late stage made him a martial champion, and no one was his opponent at all, so naturally no one dared to challenge him.

However, what Jiang Yangyan never expected was that his Baihewu had only become the first sect of ancient martial arts for less than half a year, and was destroyed by people in two hours, completely removed from the ancient martial arts world, and became the dust of history.