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It's not that no one thought that Shang Bai could win, but no one thought that it would be such a situation.

It's only been less than half a moment, and this has become such a situation.

At this time, they remembered what Shang Bai had said:

"In an hour, I will kill you. ”

It turned out that he didn't boast, he really had this ability.

Moreover, they also discovered one thing - the whip in Shang Bai's hand was not a quasi-spirit treasure, but a superb magic weapon driven purely by spirit stones.

It seems that Yidao is about to launch a new super magic weapon.

It seems that this new magic weapon is very good, and it can suppress the White Tiger Hall monks who have been promoted to the god level for decades to the point that they are powerless.

I just don't know what the price is.

It's very important to have a good relationship with this little Taoist!

"Boss, come and save me!"

Sensing the arrival of many onlookers, Peng Wu hurriedly opened his mouth to rescue.

If he didn't ask for help, he was worried that he would really be killed by Shang Bai within a moment.

"That's enough, little Taoist, let's stop here!"

Sui Feng's face turned pale, and he said loudly to Shang Bai.

He thought that Peng Wu could easily kill Shang Bai, so he agreed to challenge Shang Bai, so he offered to make a bet with Murong Zhen.

In his heart, the Divine Transformation Monk of the White Tiger Hall, and he had been promoted for decades, it should be very easy to deal with a mid-level sect monk who had only been promoted for a few months.

Who knew that this was the situation that appeared in front of him.

He didn't want Peng Wu to be killed, let alone lose the big gamble, so he scolded Shang Bai and stopped.

Shang Bai's attack faltered slightly.

"Husband, don't listen to him, kill that person! I'll take care of it for you!" Murong Zhen's voice followed.

Shang Bai began his fast-paced attack again.

"Murong Zhen, do you really want to go so far?" Sui Feng glared at Murong Zhen angrily.

"Sui Feng, can you be even more shameless?" Murong Zhen sneered, "If you can't afford to lose, is it interesting to play tricks?" you just need to shout three times here 'Baihutang is a bunch of cowards who can't afford to lose', I won't say a word, let him stop." The notarization of the 100 million spirit stones you promised, I will do it for you! Come, start shouting!"

"Our private affairs, don't get involved in my sect!" Sui Feng said angrily.

Of course, he didn't dare to shout like that, if he did, he would definitely be expelled from the division. And without the protection of the White Tiger Hall, the main sect, with the frequency of offending people over the years, there is only a dead end.

"Without the White Tiger Hall to support you, just like you, the grave grass is three feet high!" Murong Zhen said disdainfully, "Don't talk to me about any personal matters, without the White Tiger Hall, what are you?"

"Murong Zhen, I remember you!"

Sui Feng snorted angrily, and suddenly raised his voice to Peng Wu: "Peng Wu, I will take care of your family, now, give me a self-explosion!"

"Sui Feng, you are a bastard!" Murong Zhen shouted angrily.

If Peng Wu blew himself up and dragged Shang Bai to his death, it would be difficult to say who would lose and who would win, and Sui Feng would not have such a big loss, so he gave this order.

However, it was different for Murong Zhen. In this way, she will be depleted of both people and money.

Victory is already in sight.

"Little Taoist, you flash quickly!" Murong Zhen also shouted.

"Blow yourself up—"

This sentence spread for dozens of miles and reached the ears of Shang Bai and Peng Wu.

Peng Wu's heart was cold, knowing that Sui Feng would not come over to save himself this time. And listen to him, if he doesn't blow himself up, his family won't want to survive.

He has followed Sui Feng for many years, and he knows very well what kind of person Sui Feng is.

Since he asked himself to blow himself up, then there is only one way to blow himself up.

Then blow yourself up!

Peng Wu's heart was horizontal, he closed his eyes, and was about to prepare to blow himself up.

Shang Bai also heard Sui Feng's order to ask Peng Wu to blow himself up, and he was also shocked in his heart.

The horror of the self-explosion of the Avatar Cultivator, he had seen it when he was watching the melee of the three factions in Chizhou, and it was definitely not something he could dodge. All he could do was kill Peng Wu before he blew himself up, otherwise there would be no way to live.

At this time, he couldn't care about the hidden means, and with a turn of thought, Yuan Ying entered the dragon sword space, and the human sword was one. With the dragon's groan, a dazzling cyan rainbow flew out.

As soon as the sword rainbow left his body, he turned into a long rainbow of hundreds of zhang, approaching Peng Wu, who had become a hundred-zhang giant, with lightning speed, and wrapped around his neck, and the mountain-like head flew out of his body. Then the sword momentum did not stop, and it slashed downward, splitting the huge body in two with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and cutting Peng Wu's Yuan Ying hidden in the dantian qi sea in half.

At this time, Peng Wu had just received Sui Feng's order and was determined to blow himself up.

But he no longer had that opportunity.

"Little Taoist, you flash quickly!"

At this time, Murong Zhen's anxious voice came.

Peng Wu's huge body had turned into pieces of flesh and blood, falling down.

In the blink of an eye, he had lost his life at the hands of Shang Bai.

"This waste!" Sui Feng scolded angrily.

"Husband, you're so good!"

Murong Zhen's heart was full of joy and shouted at Shang Bai in the distance.

Shang Bai's dragon sword was collected as soon as it came out, and if his eyesight was not good, he only saw a cyan light flash and then disappeared, and then Peng Wu turned into pieces of flesh and blood.

has good eyesight, but he can see his movements clearly, and he knows that at this moment he sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

"It turns out that this is his real strength. A lot of people muttered in their hearts.

Tong Muye, the head disciple of the Qinglan faction, was in the crowd, with no expression on his face, but his heart set off a turbulent wave: "Isn't that the practice of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao?

After the disintegration of the Mixed Yuan Kendo, the Qinglan faction captured a lot of Mixed Yuan Sword Dao disciples and tortured some exercise cheats, so they had a certain understanding of the exercises of the Mixed Yuan Kendo.

The Qinglan faction also has their ambitions and wants to upgrade to the Damen faction. However, their exercises could not be cultivated to the realm of returning to the void at all. Therefore, they are quite interested in the exercises of those major sects.

However, as far as he knew, the exercises mastered by the dismissed disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao were only enough to cultivate to the Yuan Infant at most.

Now that Shang Bai is in the realm of transforming into a god, does he have a high-level technique of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao in his hands?

Thinking of this, Tong Muye's heart warmed up.

However, at present, Shang Bai, who leaned on the big tree of Murong Song, was not something he could afford to provoke. No matter what he thinks in his heart, he can't show it.

Shang Bai took back the Dragon Sword, and took out the Immortal Raising Banner to collect Peng Wu's soul. Dozens of miles away, those people only saw him take out a big banner and shake it, and they didn't know what he was doing.

Murong Zhen flew in front of him excitedly and shouted, "You are amazing, you really deserve to be my Murong Zhen's man, there is a kind!"

"Huh?" Shang Bai was a little confused, and thought to himself, "Didn't you say that you were just doing it?"

But in the face of Murong Zhen's praise, he still said politely: "Thank you." ”