When the Zixiao Hall was celebrating, he found that a disciple ran to the main hall in a panic, Xiao Yu was sitting in the main hall and was greeting the heads of some sects, and he heard the disciples of the sect say: "The head of Qiqi, there is a white-clothed monk who is attacking the mountain gate, and the disciples can't stop it, at this moment that person is about to arrive in the main hall!"

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, he saw a tall man dressed in white break into the main hall!

This man stood proudly in the hall, with a resolute look between his eyebrows, and Xiao Yu felt endless sharpness from this person's body, needless to say, he could guess that this was a kendo master, and the long sword above his head was emitting a dragon roar at the moment.

Although this man killed in the main hall, there was no blood on the sword, and at this time, the tip of the long sword hovering above his head was pointing at Xiao Yu, full of fighting spirit and obviously wanting to fight with Xiao Yu.

Although this person has violated the dignity of Zixiao Palace, it is already very disrespectful to come to the door of others in private without paying homage in the immortal cultivation world, let alone knocking on the door like this person.

But Xiao Yu didn't have a trace of ill feelings towards this person, although he didn't major in swordsmanship, but his understanding of sword intent was also very profound, in the body of this white-clothed young man, he felt the upright and flawless sword intent, this sword intent seemed to have the feeling of wanting to rush to the nine heavens, and all the evil was rushed out of the clouds.

With this sword intent, Xiao Yu knew that this person must not be a person who caused trouble to the world, and at this time, among the heads of the various factions in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, it seemed that someone recognized this white-clothed young man, and whispered: "White-clothed swordsman Yuxiang, isn't this white-clothed swordsman Yuxiang?"

The person next to the head obviously recognized the identity of the white-clothed swordsman, and hurriedly said: "That's right! It's him! But this person has always been a loner, and I haven't heard that he has a grudge against Zixiao Palace! Why did he come today!"

Many of the heads in the main hall are well-informed people, so most of them recognize the identity of the white-clothed swordsman Yuxiang, this person wants to also heard Cedar and Baiyun Fairy mention, it is said that this person has a very high prestige in the scattered cultivation, and the kendo cultivation is even more amazing, even the cold moon palace and other gate sects want to accept him into the sect, but he is a loner, he simply ignores the olive branch thrown by the cold moon palace and other gate factions, and still goes his own way.

However, what makes many heads puzzled is that although this white-clothed swordsman is considered a supreme existence among the monks of the Jindan period, but Zixiao Hall is able to kill all the old monsters in the Yuan Infant Stage and run away.

Among the many people in Zixiao Palace, only Xiao Yu guessed the meaning of this white-clothed swordsman, so he said with a smile: "Yuxiang! you killed the mountain gate of my Zixiao Hall this time, the real person knows what you want, if your sword is not stained with the blood of my Zixiao Hall disciple, the real person will meet your requirements, but if your sword has already killed the disciple of my sect, then you can only break the sword here today!"

Xiao Yu's words, obviously the white-clothed swordsman had already understood, so he smiled and said: "Master Xiao is really different, since you have only come out of my intention, you should also be able to feel from my sword, there is no evil spirit on my sword, I think you will not break your word!"

Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Yuntang disciples listen to the order, immediately set up a formation!"

Elder Bai Yun immediately floated into the field, and the nine disciples of the late stage of foundation building behind her also came to the field, surrounding the white-clothed swordsman in the center of the sword formation.

After the defeat of the Snow Sculpture Ancestor, the disciples of the Zixiao Hall were not completely immersed in joy, at least the ten elders knew that the matter was not completely over, so Xiao Yu secretly divided the ten elders into ten branches, and each Jindan stage elder led the eight monks of the foundation building stage, and let them secretly practice the ninety-nine little Xuantian Sword Formation.

At this time, the white-clothed swordsman Yu Xiang obviously came to the Zixiao Hall in order to follow the correct sword path, if others did this, Xiao Yu might immediately take his life, but as soon as he saw this white-clothed swordsman, he admired him very much, so although he was very unreasonable today, Xiao Yu still didn't want to hurt him, and specially assigned Elder Bai Yun to lead Yuntang and others to help him verify his kendo cultivation.

Xiao Yu sat in his place with a smile, as if he didn't care about the competition on the field at all, but the white-clothed swordsman laughed, "Master Xiao, you seem to be underestimating, and you don't make a move but let your disciples come out to test, this seems a bit unkind!"

When Xiao Yu heard his words, he said without interest: "You don't need to take advantage of your tongue, if you can defeat Elder Baiyun's Yuntang disciples, even if you win, there will be no one in my Zixiao Hall who is your opponent!

The white-clothed swordsman Yu Xiang didn't expect the head of the dignified Zi Xiao Hall to say this, Xiao Yu is not the head of an ordinary small sect, and now in front of many leaders, he dares to let go of such big words, obviously not on a whim, is this white cloud fairy really capable?

He had already automatically ignored the eight disciples of the foundation building period beside the White Cloud Fairy, and his white-clothed swordsman had to be careful even if he was a Jindan stage monk fighting against him, and the monks of the foundation building period might not be able to resist even a single move in front of him!

Xiao Yu didn't bother to say, now is the time for Zi Xiao Hall to stand up, and this white-clothed swordsman happened to be sent to the door, so he waved his hand, and the Baiyun Fairy had already obtained the permission of the master, so the sword trick in his hand was a little in the air, and the long sword was immediately unsheathed, and at the same time, the eight disciples of the foundation building period also took out the long sword at the same time.

In the flickering of the sword light, the Ninety-Nine Little Xuantian Sword Formation was immediately arranged, and the current disciples in the foundation building period had completely mastered the operation method of the Xuantian Sword Array, and they could use it freely without being commanded.

After the little Xuantian Sword Formation was operational, the sword light flowed, and the white-clothed swordsman had been completely submerged by the sword net in the sword array, but Yu Xiang was not an ordinary Jindan monk after all, and his sword cultivation was also wonderful, he operated the sword technique according to the Xuantian Sword Formation, although he couldn't crack the formation, but the sword formation was difficult to hurt him.

At this time, the sword formation had just begun, and the power had not yet been fully revealed, and Yu Xiang did not use all his strength, only hearing him laugh loudly: "Master Xiao, is it possible that your disciples are capable of this? If so, then forgive the offense!"

Xiao Yu smiled and said: "This kid who likes to talk big, Fairy Baiyun doesn't have to show mercy!

The White Cloud Fairy has never dared to make a killing move, just because he didn't get the permission of the master, and finally got Xiao Yu's instructions at this time, so he said in a coquettish voice: "Yuxiang! Hugh is arrogant, today let you know how high the sky is and how thick it is!

After finishing speaking, a sword light flew towards the white-clothed swordsman Yuxiang.