In front, the Master of Dharma and Confucianism clenched his hands tightly. Finally, he sighed in his heart, turned away, and said no more.

Wang Yu, why bother!

"Haoran Chapter!"

Outside the Taixue Palace, Bai Wangyu, who was seriously injured, endured the injury and used his sword to open the blood path. Haoran's righteousness returned, and a waterfall of blood was dazzling.

"The red dust is rolling!"

The sword light cut through the dark night, the bloody light was dazzling, and the sword was guided by blood, and the sword's power was earth-shattering.

Ahead, Fa Hai looked at the bloody sword light that broke through the air in front of him, frowning slightly, and waved the purple golden bowl, and it suddenly dispersed.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the bloody sword energy collapsed, a flash of sword light rushed towards him, reaching the limit and reaching his eyes in an instant.

"Um?"

Fa Hai's expression changed, he didn't dare to hesitate, and his body immediately retreated.

However, it's already a step too late.

With a bang, Taiyi's sword cut through the monk's robe, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood. This was the first time the monk was injured since the war.

"This is not Confucian martial arts."

Fahai turned his palm to start the battle, glanced at the wound on his chest, his expression darkened, and he said coldly.

"puff!"

Ten steps away, Bai Wangyu staggered again and spat out a mouthful of blood. The injuries inside his body became increasingly difficult to suppress.

"This is indeed not Confucian martial arts."

Bai Wangyu steadied his body, raised the sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the Flying Immortal Art."

"The best method in the world, the Flying Immortal Technique?"

Fa Hai heard this, his eyes darkened, and he said, "You are not specialized in the Flying Immortal Technique, but you are still able to practice this technique to such an extent. As a great disciple of the Confucian sect, your talent is really astonishing."

"Excessive reputation."

Bai Wangyu raised his head, looked at the heavy rain in the sky, and responded softly.

In the Taixue Palace, dozens of eyes were watching the battle outside, anxious and helpless.

"So irritating!"

In the North Courtyard, Yao Guihai slapped the table in front of him and said angrily, "Is this all you can do?"

"The four masters have orders that no one from the Confucian sect will interfere in this battle."

Li Hanqing said coldly, "Unless Xiao Wangyu can enter the Taixue Palace on his own."

"How to get in!"

Yao Guihai said angrily, "The person in front of him is a great practitioner of the Five Realms. No matter how strong Xiao Wangyu is, it is impossible to escape from the hands of a great practitioner of the Five Realms."

"Stop making noise!"

In the courtyard, Chen Qiaoer, who had never spoken, shouted coldly, "Is there anything impossible? Didn't he just give that bald donkey a sword? The third level hurt the fifth level. Can any of you do it?

, shut up and wait, as long as Xiao Wangyu enters Taixue, we will take over this battle immediately."

When Li Hanqing and Yao Guihai heard this, they suppressed their anger and nodded. They stopped arguing and concentrated on waiting for the miracle to appear.

Outside the Taixue Palace, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"Old Bai, remember, after you carry the monster's body to attract the attention of the bald donkey, you must go to the Taixue Palace as soon as possible. Even if those old men don't want to get involved in this matter, they will not let the bald donkey break into the Taixue Palace without permission.

Palace, so as long as you get to Taixue, you will be safe."

"Brother Li, don't worry, I will do my best."

"It's not about trying your best, but trying to do it. Remember, don't be obsessed with fighting."

"I see!"

"Old Bai."

"Huh? What's wrong? Brother Li, do you have any other explanations?"

"Be sure nothing happens!"

Outside Taixue, under the pouring rain, Bai Wangyu, covered in blood, thought about Li Ziye's words when leaving, and a smile appeared on his tired face.

Brother Li, it seems that this time, I am going to break my promise.

The sword rises, blood spurts out, dyeing the sword's edge red, Bai Wangyu crosses the sword, and a body of blood rises into the sky.
Chapter completed!