Suddenly, the flying sword lost its balance in mid-air, jolted slightly, and immediately abandoned its agility and elegance, like lightning and flint, and stabbed straight towards a giant tree that was enough for two people to hug together.

Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a tooth-sore muffled sound sounded.

The tree, which had grown for thousands or hundreds of years, had its crown stretched out like a giant umbrella and fell to the ground with a bang.

The man in control of the sword stood in the shadow of the moon, his body as if he had lost his strength, his eyes as resolute as torches, staring closely at the neat incisions in the trunk of the tree, revealing a satisfied smile.

This person is none other than the disciple of the Yunyin Sect Outer Sect worshipping Xiaojian.

After the breakthrough of the day's cultivation, he practiced the art of sword control.

After practicing for half a month, looking at the current situation, I have already handed in a good answer.

Bai Xiaojian put the flying sword into the scabbard on his back, sat cross-legged, and slowly recovered the spiritual power consumed in the practice.

Until the faint morning light rose from the sky, Bai Xiaojian opened his eyes and looked at the sky, estimating that it was almost time for the sect to distribute spirit stones, so he got up and walked towards Xiufengping.

When I came to Xiufengping, sure enough, a group of demon clans had gathered.

It has been nearly a month since he entered the Yunyin Sect by worshipping Xiaojian, and every day he sleeps in addition to cultivating.

For the fellow disciples and brothers, they only took three or five times when they received the spirit stones.

In addition, the demon clan of the Yunyin Sect looked at Bai Xiaojian's eyes unkindly, and he was even more reluctant to pay attention to it.

Every time, I received the spirit stone and returned to my residence to cultivate.

After waiting for a moment on the Xiufeng Ping, the disciples of the Inner Sect who distributed the spirit stones arrived as scheduled.

Bai Xiaojian took two spirit stones and walked towards the outer sect garden.

Halfway through, he was stopped by a few tall monsters.

"Hey, human!"

Bai Xiaojian raised his head and saw a youkai half a body taller than him lowering his head and glaring at him.

Bai Xiaojian knew that the comer was not good, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Is there something wrong?"

"Don't think that with the support of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, you can really get mixed up in the Cloud Hidden Sect. This is the demon world, not a place where you humans should stay, get out of here. ”

Bai Xiaojian glanced at him coldly, "Is there anything else, please let me go, I have to go back in a hurry." ”

The monster was stunned, but immediately came back to his senses, and suddenly became angry!

"Stinky boy, shame on you! If you don't leave yourself, then we'll have to kick you out. ”

The youkai's words fell almost at the same time as his waving giant palm.

Since opening up the Xuangu Dan Acupoint, worshipping Xiaojian's five senses and six senses are far beyond ordinary people.

Although the monster made a quick move, it was still caught by Bai Xiaojian, and his body was slightly on one side, and the giant palm swept past his face with a galloping wind.

The monster struck in the air, and then swung out another palm, straight to the chest of the little sword.

Bai Xiaojian's expression sank, and he condensed a mouthful of spiritual power into his palm, and he struck at his palm without dodging.

The palms of one large and one small were separated with a touch, and the small sword slammed two steps after steading his footsteps, but the monster was directly shocked and flew away.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

The monster beside him was full of surprise, and he definitely didn't expect that this human palm would have such great power.

But they still relied on their numerical superiority and surrounded Bai Xiaojian in the middle.

"I don't want to fight, don't push me!"

The face of the worship sword sinks like a waterway.

"Stinky boy, this is the demon world, and you can't afford a single human being to be arrogant here!"

One of the youkai shouted angrily and took the lead in pounce.

The rest of the demon clan also waited for the opportunity to move, supporting from different directions.

These demon clan Luo Yu are only junior monks who have just opened the Xuangu Dan Cave, and their cultivation is slightly inferior to that of worshipping Xiaojian.

In the battle just now, Bai Xiaojian made a decision in his heart.

Just as the monsters pounced on them together, Bai Xiaojian waved his fingers, and the flying sword on his back thundered, soaring straight into the sky.

brought up a spiritual power, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the monsters that pounced on them were shocked forward and backwards, and retreated again and again.

Those monsters fell to the ground, looking at each other, and none of them dared to make a mistake.

Bai Xiaojian put away his flying sword and left as if nothing happened.

As soon as he took a step, his body suddenly froze, like a frozen picture, and the soles of his feet were suspended in the air, maintaining the posture of stepping down.

"Dementor Charm!"

Bai Xiaojian hit a spirit in his heart, this kind of spell that can restrain action, he has already paid it once.

The first time, he was powerless as a mortal in the flesh, but this time he was still powerless even after embarking on the path of cultivation...... "You useless things, not a single human can handle them. It's really a shame for the Yunyin Sect. Don't get out of here yet!"

The demons were dispersed with a clear shout.

Along with the voice came a young man in white clothes, shaking a white fan in his hand, like a **scribe.

He walked up to Bai Xiaojian and looked at him with disdain.

"You are what everyone calls the white-faced prince of the Purple Cloud Pavilion?"

The white-clothed young man looked at Bai Xiaojian with disdain, "It's ridiculous, how could Our Lady of Ziyan look down on such a thing as you." ”

Speaking of this, there was an inexplicable smugness in the expression of the young man in white.

"My name is Sikong Yue, and I'm here to trouble you today! Get out of the demon world and never come back! Otherwise, you won't want to cultivate in the future, from now on, all the spirit stones you get will be confiscated by me! You'd better not resist, otherwise if I take the Xuangu Dan Acupoint by surprise for a while, you won't be able to complain about me!"

The white-clothed young man stretched out his hand, and the two spirit stones that flew out of Bai Xiaojian's arms were slowly put into his hands.

Laughing freely, he walked away.

As the white-clothed young man named Sikong Yue gradually walked away, the ban imposed on Bai Xiaojian was also lifted.

Although his body was not moving, his consciousness was clear.

Every word of that person named Sikong Yue was deeply engraved in his mind!

Despite having regained freedom of movement, Bai Xiaojian still stood motionless.

The anger in his heart was extreme, but there was no expression on his face.

Although Bai Xiaojian is new to cultivation, he is still very familiar with some common sense.

Able to use simple "spiritualism"

Stop his movements, at least the monks above the Void Yuan Realm.

"Isn't the 'Void Yuan Realm' remarkable! If you want to drive me out of the Demon Realm, I want to make a noise in the Demon Realm to show you!"

Bai Xiaojian pressed the anger in his chest, bit his lip, and strode forward!

With the news that Bai Xiaojian was taken away by Sikong Yue, the spirit stone did not leave in the outer sect.

Some demon clans who were originally afraid of the Purple Cloud Pavilion also began to have the courage to bully and exclude Xiaojian.

What's even worse is that Sikong Yue really practiced his threat, and came to snatch the spirit stone of worshipping Xiaojian every day, and never "missed the appointment"

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For several days, Bai Xiaojiansheng was at a loss.

(To be continued.)

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