The smoke and dust from the strong wind slowly dissipated, and the two faint figures stood opposite each other.

No one has fallen!

"Is it a draw?" Long Xiu murmured to himself, looking at the two tall figures with bright eyes, full of envy.

He let out a sigh of relief, Bai Xiaosheng clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your advice for your advice!"

"Hmph!" The Patriarch Kuaiyi did not reply. Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and smiled, walked away slowly. The disciple of Kuaiyi Sect who was blocking the road automatically made way. He paused for a moment, glanced at the Long Xiu who married Feng Wu, showed a meaningful smile, and walked out strode.

As soon as he left the Kuaiyi Sect, Bai Xiaosheng looked back, his eyes fell on the three big words, and said to himself: "Although Kuaiyi Ancestor also has martial arts in the innate realm, his combat power is much worse."

As if he was reflecting his words, in the backyard, the ancestor Kuaiyi could no longer support him after Bai Xiaosheng left. With a wow, blood sprayed out and fell to the ground in a slump. The disciples around him were shocked and exclaimed one by one. But these were nothing to do with Bai Xiaosheng. He was just here to compete, not to kill people.

After quickly leaving the mountains and forests, Bai Xiaosheng walked towards the nearest town and listened to the people around him discussing the things in the world in the tavern. It turned out that nothing big happened in the wind and clouds at this time. After all, they were just those little things. Now, it was the honeymoon period of Wushuang City and the World Association. If they didn't move, they wouldn't have any troubles.

In the town, Bai Xiaosheng inquired about the nearby forces and found that there was a Linghe Sect located in a not far away in the mountains. This Linghe Sect is also an old school sect. Although it is not as good as Shaolin's inheritance for thousands of years. The Sword Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, it has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is one of the five major sects today.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't remember when the Linghe Sect was in the formalities, and there were not many explanations about these things in the storm. There was nothing to say about the five major sects, the ten major sects, etc.

It is said that Wuming Sword has selected ten sects, but only one of them knows which ten of them are.

However, Bai Xiaosheng didn't care about these things. He now had a competition to see the ideas of the innate masters. Since this Linghe Sect is one of the five major sects, there must be innate masters, so it's just right to see them.

The Linghe Sect is very famous nearby. Bai Xiaosheng just found the way to the Linghe Sect after inquiring about it. This sect is also located in the mountains, but it is not as hidden as Kuaiyi Sect. Everyone around knows that many people come here to learn from their masters. Bai Xiaosheng followed a few people, looking at the mountains in front from afar, and you can see some buildings in the mountains.

From these people who have learned their skills, Bai Xiaosheng knew that the head of the Linghe Sect was Taoist Qianhe at this time, and there were already more than 60 years old. There were two outstanding disciples under the sect. After Qianhe passed away, the head of the Linghe Sect must have been born from these two people, just who to choose. Naturally, the Linghe Sect has not yet reached a conclusion. If the martial arts of the Linghe Sect are said to be related to the He.

It is said that the founder of the Linghe Sect saw a crane in the mountains. He thus realized the unique skill of the He Xiao Jiutian, and passed on the Taoist tradition of the Linghe Sect. It has been passed down to this day.

This unique skill was once a very resounding magical skill in the world. Unfortunately, after Wuming's battle, it was lost like other sects. Up to now, the He Xiao Jiutian of the Linghe Sect was supplemented by later generations, which is far from the original version. This is also the reason for the decline of the ten sects. The so-called five sects are actually five of the ten sects at the time. These five were persisted and could barely make up for the inheritance of the unique sects, while the other five sects were terrible. They lost the inheritance of the unique sects and greatly lost their strength.

Entering the sphere of influence of the Linghe Sect, Bai Xiaosheng saw many young people wearing standard clothes, who have been disciples of the Linghe Sect over the years. These people compared with Tianxiahui and found that they were much stronger than the cannon fodders in Tianxiahui. However, if the children of Tianxiahui develop, this Linghe Sect will not be enough to see!

After thinking about it, Bai Xiaosheng decided to enter the Linghe Sect again at night. If he worshipped the mountain openly, he might cause unnecessary trouble. After all, Wuming left too deep a pain for everyone. If he hits it like this, it would be strange if he has a good face. Therefore, it would be better to go quietly. At that time, just lure out the innate masters inside, and that's enough.

After choosing a place at will, Bai Xiaosheng stayed down and ate some food. He didn't leave the place until midnight and quickly went to Linghe Sect to dare.

He was not familiar with this place, but he couldn't resist his high skills and deep realm. Under his induction, the disciples of Linghe Sect guarding the mountain could not find him at all, and Bai Xiaosheng also successfully entered the Linghe Sect.

In the buildings in the mountains, Baixiao's body is like lightning, which senses it gently, and its own breath slowly ripples like water waves, soft and slow.

As his breath relaxed, an old man who was sleeping opened his eyes. He quickly put on his clothes, flew upwards and soared in the nine heavens. When he landed on the hall, his eyes met Bai Xiaosheng's long forgotten gaze, and a fiery spark was sparked.

With a slight smile, Bai Xiaosheng bowed from afar, turned his body and quickly leaped down the mountain. Qianhe snorted coldly, his arms spread out like a big bird flying in the air, fanning in the air, rolling up a stream of air, and following closely behind. The two of them were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they left the range of the Linghe Sect and entered deeper into the mountain. In a relatively empty valley, Bai Xiaosheng stopped and turned around and looked at the head of Qianhe who was coming.

Taoist Master Qianhe landed gently on the ground, his face neither blushed nor breathing. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "I wonder why my friend brought me here?"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly and said, "I want to ask the leader of Qianhe to ask He Xiao Jiutian's unique skills."

Master Qianhe's eyes sank and said in a stern manner: "Okay, okay, okay. Today's juniors are really amazing!"

Bai Xiaosheng was not angry, and pointed to the sword, gently stroked the ground and made a sword mark. "Master Qianhe, we martial arts practitioners can't achieve success in building a car behind closed doors. I'm here to ask for advice today, and I hope you will give me some advice." As soon as he finished speaking, the sword finger suddenly stabbed out. The sword was very fast, and sparks appeared at the tip of the fingers, and a burning sword extended.

Taoist Master Qianhe snorted coldly, waved his arms, slowly pulled his body up, and pointed his toes to the ground, blowing the rolling airflow, rubbing and hitting Bai Xiaosheng. The collision of the sword and the air made a harsh sound. The fire lit up the light in the dark night, but it quickly went out. The two were hiding in the darkness, without looking at each other, and the sword and the air collided, blowing the dead leaves all over the ground.

The leaves all over the sky wrapped into a huge circle, turning constantly, causing a violent whirlwind. Among the dead leaves, the sound of bumping is constantly continuous, as if they have been trained into one body, shaking the earth.

"Ah!" He shouted loudly, and the bursting internal energy exploded. Bai Xiaosheng's body flew upwards, and the thousand cranes swept over like cranes. The dead leaves in the sky turned into two giant dragons in his hands, whistling to the sky.

"The sword moves the wind and clouds!" Bai Xiaosheng turned his body, turned into a sword, rolled up a whirlwind, and two dead leaves dragons in Qianhe's hands collided with each other. With a loud bang, the two figures retreated quickly, and the leaves in the sky drifted around with the strong wind, falling onto the ground.

Bai Xiaosheng was surrounded by energy, his eyes radiated with light, and he was surprised. This old man Qianhe was extremely powerful, and although the crane roared with one hand had a considerable flaw, he could not be ignored. Compared with Xiongba and the Ancestor Kuaiyi, this person was not as good as Xiongba, but he was more profitable than the Ancestor Kuaiyi, just like himself. It was hard to judge who was higher and lower.

After calming down the surging internal energy in his body, Bai Xiaosheng said: "The leader of Qianhe is worthy of the sect, and it is indeed a benefit."

"Hmph!" Qianhe snorted coldly and said, "Boy, who are you? You have this skill at such an age. It's really rare in the world!"

Bai Xiaosheng looks like he is in his thirties and is absolutely young. There are not many people who have such skills at such age in the world. Of course, don’t mention Wuming’s pervert.

"I'm just a scattered man in the world. I'm afraid the leader of Qianhe doesn't know if he said his name." Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, "I don't want to say anything extra, we... should we... let's fight the next battle." His eyes narrowed, and his aura was sharp, like a sword unsheathed, pointing straight to Qianhe. Qianhe tightened his whole body, his palms turned into claws, and looked at Bai Xiaosheng with alert, and was surprised. Hasn't this kid used all his strength? (To be continued...)
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