Chapter 824

Bai Muhan fought again with Yang Shu, the national teacher, after 300 years. He still failed without even surviving each other's move. It seems much more miserable than Feng Ling Ao's two-year hard practice to revenge.

But in Tang Lichuan's view, he doesn't have to be so discouraged that he doesn't have to abandon his sword.

What is the realm of the old master? He is the lower bound guardian who is qualified to cooperate with little cat. Although Bai Muhan has the name of sword saint, he is only a martial practitioner in tianwu realm after all. The level gap is too big.

It's like a novice in Kailing territory who has just learned martial arts. It's not natural for him to challenge an expert in Xuanwu territory after learning a move that he thinks is a little powerful, and then be kicked off.

However, this matter has nothing to do with Tang Lichuan. Since then, there has been a floating cloud sword saint in the martial arts and Taoism circles of Kirin Empire, which has no impact on him. There are a large number of talents in the martial arts and Taoism circles, and someone will replace him sooner or later.

Bai Muhan left slowly in depression. At this time, several light spots in the distance flew away. It was the leader of Tianmiao sect and Zuo Changlao who rushed over. Of course, the people of Shengwu academy also accompanied him to prevent Zuo Changlao from doing anything unfavorable to Tang Lichuan.

The two sides passed by, and Zuo Changlao was shocked. The terrain of qingjue villa had been damaged so badly that he couldn't see the previous face.

What level of battle should this be? Young people in the Xuanwu realm actually have this level of strength. They are really awesome.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the figure in a coma behind Bai Muhan. Lao Zuo drank in a deep voice: "traitor Feng Lingao! Don't go!"

As soon as he waved, he would take his personal escort to clean up the door, but his action was quickly stopped by his personal escort. The man looked frightened and whispered in the left elder's ear: "elder, don't be impulsive. The old man is the floating cloud sword Saint Bai Muhan!"

Elder Zuo's neck shrank when he heard the speech. How could he not know the name of the floating cloud sword saint? But he never thought that Feng Lingao could win the favor of Bai Muhan after only going out for two years. He even came to the competition site to fight in person.

If you protect the traitors of Tianmiao sect so openly, aren't you afraid to be the enemy of the whole Tianmiao sect?

Of course, Tianmiao sect doesn't have the ability to kill Bai Muhan, but Tianmiao sect must pay a great price to kill top figures like Bai Muhan.

If he escapes in case of failure in the encirclement, it is estimated that the junior disciples of Tianmiao sect dare not leave the sect half a step before killing Bai Muhan.

The power of casual cultivation is really not as powerful as the sect, but they also have their own advantages, that is, they can attack the sect without worries and fear no revenge.

Zuo Changlao only dares to think about it in his heart. With these pieces of material he brought, Feng Lingao, who has a soaring strength, has a certain chance of winning. Bai Muhan may have to explain everything here.

"No, in my opinion, old man Bai seems to be seriously injured and depressed. He looks like he has lost the war. Can anyone beat him here? It can't be Tang Lichuan!"

Dare not stop Bai Muhan's way, Zuo Changlao only dares to sneak a few eyes, and soon finds that Bai Muhan's look is wrong, and his body is stained with a large amount of blood, which is clearly seriously injured.

Even so, he still didn't have the courage to find Bai Muhan's stubble.

Tang Lichuan can tear down his qingjue villa. If Bai Muhan starts, the territory under his name will be smashed to pieces.

Turning his suspicious eyes to Tang Lichuan, he saw that Tang Lichuan and Xu Le both showed signs of injury. However, if Bai Muhan was the opponent, their injuries would be too light, right?

"Hmm? Who is that old man? Why haven't I met him?"

The appearance of Yang Shu, the national master, was really too insignificant. The appearance that would be ignored in the crowd didn't attract elder Zuo's attention at the first time. Elder Zuo didn't look at him until he saw Lord Lu of Tianmiao sect and several elders of Shengwu academy respectfully salute him.

"Yang Shu! He is the legendary national teacher of the Kirin Empire, Yang Shu!"

Staring at the leader's mouth, elder Zuo's heart almost jumped out of his throat. Then he thought that both the leader and the people of Shengwu academy held the younger generation's ceremony in front of him. Who else could the old man be except the national teacher Yang Shu?

Zuo Changlao stood in the distance and watched with his heart pounding. He didn't dare to approach him at all, but the old master didn't pay attention to him. He nodded to Lord Lu and others, and then inhaled the holy sword "light wind and sparse moon" discarded by Bai Muhan into his hands.

Seeing that the holy sword stayed in the hands of the old master, elder Zuo was really sure that this person was Yang Shu, and his strength exceeded his imagination too much.

"Bai Muhan's holy sword was obediently surrendered to him and dared not resist at all! His realm is far better than Bai Muhan. That guy is the sword saint of tianwu realm..."

Zuo Changlao's head was a little confused. In his confused thoughts, he constantly recalled the words when Lord Lu mentioned the national teacher Yang Shu to him. Those words were not exaggerated, they were all true!

"Elder? Elder! What shall we do now? Shall we send someone to chase Feng Lingao? If he runs away, the patriarch will blame us."

The people around him saw that Zuo Changlao's face turned white and looked like a six headed man. They called in a low voice with the same anxiety. If elder Zuo didn't make an idea, Feng Lingao would really be taken away.

After recovering from his absence, elder Zuo immediately raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "stop it! Feng Lingao has no value. We will go back and inform other elders immediately that there is no need to compare our sect with the holy martial arts academy. We will directly give our sect to the holy martial Arts Academy."

"Elder! Why? If you give up the spiritual land, you will be laughed at by the martial arts practitioners all over the world! And we..."

His followers were stunned when they heard the words of Zuo Changlao who lost his fighting spirit. They all wanted to persuade him with an anxious face.

"I have made up my mind! Needless to say! I have my own words from other elders. National master Yang Shu is not someone we can afford."

With these words, Zuo Changlao turned around and left first. He had made a decision in his heart. Even if other elders did not agree with him, he would withdraw from the alliance with them, otherwise he would be killed.

Seeing the picture of Zuo Changlao and others retreating, Lord Lu didn't respond. How to deal with elder Zuo depends on the words of the national master. Now the national master hasn't made a statement, and they can't chase and kill them immediately.

At this time, the old master gently patted the holy sword in his hand, added a seal formed by the aura of heaven and earth, suppressed the power of the holy sword, and then threw the sword to Tang Lichuan.

"In addition to helping you resolve the crisis, I have another important thing to tell you. There is an accident in our plan and we can't act according to the original idea. You should heal your wounds immediately, and then let Le'er take you to the Treasury to select materials and get ready to go."

The old master waved away the elders of the Shengwu academy and Lord Lu. He suddenly looked dignified and looked at Tang Lichuan and said such a sentence.