C107 Su Bai Came out of Seclusion!

The might of a Grandmaster was terrifying!

From the moment Zhuo Tianhu had arrived, it had only been a short moment. Lei Yun who had used his external Later Period of Inner Strength, and Bai Zichen who was in the late stage of the Dao Realm, had fled in a sorry state with one unknown whether he was dead or alive!

As the crowd watched on in shock, Shen Zhong and his men's expressions turned extremely ugly. The last sliver of hope in their hearts had disappeared – the Lei Family was finished!

In the next moment, Shen Zhong and the rest all fled in the direction of the mountains.

"Brother Shen, didn't you want to fight me to the death? Why are you in such a hurry to leave? " Hei Yu appeared in front of Shen Zhong like a ghost.

Shen Zhong's face turned cold and his voice became hoarse, "Black old fogey, let me go..."

"Humph!" Hei Yu was originally too lazy to bother with him, but with a move of his body, he started to fight with Shen Zhong.

As for the guests that Zhuo Tianhu had invited, when they saw that the dust cloud had settled, they all 'righteously' stepped in to help.

Soon, the experts that the Lei Clan had brought were all subdued by the crowd. What awaited them was obvious even without thinking.

…

Zhuo Tianhu frowned and laughed coldly, this Bai Zichen was indeed decisive!

But can you run away?

Killing intent surged in his eyes, and like a cool breeze, he disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already above Bai Zichen's head, and had struck down with his palm!

"Die!"

"Slash!"

The gigantic silver blade edge descended, causing Bai Zichen's soul to immediately leave his body, the green and gold light around his body expanded, but he was unable to resist it at all.

"Crack!"

When the protective light curtain on his body completely shattered, Bai Zichen's face was deathly pale. With eyes filled with extreme fear, he said, "I am the disciple of the old Monastery Master, if you kill me, Master will definitely not let you go!"

"Humph!"

Zhuo Tianhu snorted, the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger, the Air Blade's might increased yet again.

"I'm waiting for Dao Qingyi to come!"

"No!" Bai Zichen's face was filled with despair.

"Brother Zhuo, keep our men!"

An old man with white hair and an azure robe descended from the sky like an immortal.

The moment he appeared, the entire world seemed to quiet down. An undetectable golden light landed on the silver Air Blade, and extinguished it in the blink of an eye.

This was the first time Zhuo Tianhu's expression changed. He looked deeply at the old man and laughed coldly: "Old Daoist, I didn't think that you would actually come personally!"

"For my Zhuo Family, your White Cloud Monastery has really put in a lot of effort! Unexpectedly, even the White Cloud Monastery's old temple whose name shook the Jiangnan Province has appeared! "

"Should I feel honored by my Zhuo Family?"

The old man's expression did not change, as he waved his hand to pull the ecstatic Bai Zichen behind him, and laughed: "Brother Zhuo, you misunderstand!"

"The old Daoist did not come this time to cause trouble for Zhuo Family! What secrets does the Lei Clan have with this disciple of mine? This old Taoist really does not know. As for the offenses committed by the disciples in my sect, please forgive me, Brother Zhuo.

Zhuo Tianhu squinted his eyes, what exactly did the old fox mean?

If nothing had happened to him for him to suddenly appear here, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. However, why would he suddenly lower himself to such a level? What sort of scheme was this?

Unfortunately, this old man had easily neutralized his attack. His strength was simply too terrifying, causing him to not dare to rashly make a move.

"Since you don't know anything, I'll believe you!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhuo!"

"However —" Zhuo Tianhu said coldly, "This Bai Zichen colluded with the Lei Family and wants to destroy my Zhuo Family. Today, he must stay!"

Dao Qingyi frowned slightly, and said: "Zi Chen is an elite disciple of my White Cloud Monastery, please forgive me for not agreeing to Brother Zhuo's request!"

Zhuo Tianhu sneered, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"Then let's see the real deal!"

"Step down!" Dao Qingyi casually brought Bai Zichen to a large tree behind him. Looking at the empty space in front of him, a bright glint flashed across his eyes.

"Break!"

"Rumble …"

The moment his finger pointed out, ripples appeared in the air, as if a stone had been thrown onto the surface of a lake.

The air trembled, and Zhuo Tianhu, who had originally disappeared, staggered. His body condensed into a silver light, and turned into a shocking blade light, cutting out horizontally!

The blade beam swept across the air, and was several meters long. The air was instantly torn to pieces, and let out an ear-piercing buzzing sound. Dao Qingyi, who was in midair, had a slightly solemn expression on his face, as he clasped his hands together, and an enormous illusory figure suddenly appeared behind him.

This figure was very blurry, but when it appeared, it gave off a powerful pressure. Then, he sent a palm strike toward the blade.

"Demon Suppressing Palm!"

Boom!

As he moved, the blurry figure behind him also sent out a palm strike. Instantly, the space trembled as an enormous palm print that could cover the sky and cover the earth came crashing down.

Boom!

A loud explosion could be heard as if a bullet had exploded in midair. A huge wave of heat spread out in all directions. Sand, rocks, trees, and even trees were shattered.

Seeing this scene, the spectators were extremely shocked and quickly retreated.

"Is this the skill of a Grandmaster? Too terrifying! This kind of destructive power is not something that a human can do! "

"Master of Martial Tao, your reputation is well-deserved!"

"But, who is that old man? Why does he look so much stronger than Grandmaster Zhuo? "Can it be that he is a Zongshi as well?"

As everyone's expressions changed, they saw an old man say with shining eyes, "He is not a grandmaster... but he is even more terrifying than a grandmaster!"

"Because he is Dao Qingyi!"

"Mountain Langya, the old temple master of the White Cloud Monastery, the legendary Adept Divine Master, he is comparable to the peerless masters of the Master of Martial Tao!"

After a short period of silence, the crowd burst into an uproar of exclamations.

"So he's actually the old temple master of the White Cloud Monastery!"

"This … this is simply an old deity!"

"I wonder if the Master Zhuo is his opponent?"

Ignoring the crowd's discussion, Tang Qiubai's expression turned serious. Zhuo Tianhu had just entered the Perfection Stage, so he was definitely not a match for this veteran in the Divine Resisting Realm.

The expressions of Zhuo Rufeng, Hei Yu and the others also became ugly. The old temple master of White Cloud Monastery, this was a legendary expert, how could Zhuo Tianhu be his opponent?

The answer was obviously no.

Under everyone's gazes, the smoke and dust fell and Zhuo Tianhu's face paled slightly as blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth. He stood in front of a gigantic hole in a rather sorry state.

Dao Qingyi's face was completely red, he stood in the air and cupped his fists towards him: "Brother Zhuo, I concede!"

However, Zhuo Tianhu's face was gloomy and cold. Gritting his teeth, he said: "Hmph, we have not reached the end yet. How do you know that I will definitely lose?"

Before he finished his sentence, a deep rumbling sound suddenly came from inside his body. When the green and gold Qi interweaved, his aura exploded to its peak.

Dao Qingyi raised his eyebrows, but shook his head and said: "This time, I did not come to fight you to the death."

"Humph!" Cut the crap! " Zhuo Tianhu moved his body like a meteor, tearing through the air like a great roc spreading its wings, and struck out horizontally towards Dao Qingyi with its fist.

Dao Qingyi's expression slightly changed, his right hand grabbed at the air, and numerous dense gold silk thread s appeared and twined around Dao Qingyi's body.

"Golden Thread Winding!"

Zhuo Tianhu's body stiffened and was immediately entangled by the gold silk thread. He roared again and again, but it was difficult to break through.

Dao Qingyi laughed lightly, "Brother Zhuo, if you offend me, I'll go to your house and fetch an item! From now on, our grudges will be settled! "

Before he had even finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the air above the Zhuo Family's rear courtyard.

Everyone's faces were filled with shock. However, before they could do anything, a wave of overwhelming pressure suddenly came crashing down.

"Scram!"

BOOM *

His voice was like thunder from the ninth heaven, shocking everyone's mind and making them want to kneel down. Dao Qingyi's complexion immediately changed, the golden light on his body suddenly grew, and a small silver sword flew out from his body, as though it was facing a great enemy circling in front of him, it shouted coldly: "Who exactly are you?"

"Hiding his head and hiding his tail, what kind of hero are you? Do you dare to come out? "

After a while, a sneer came.

"Meet me? You think you are qualified?! "

Dao Qingyi's face suddenly turned ugly, and he shouted angrily: "It's just a head of a rat, don't think that just because you're hiding underground, this old Taoist can't do anything to you!"

His hand seals changed and the small sword in front of his chest immediately released a golden light. It impressively turned into a golden Great Sword, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed towards the small courtyard!

"You're courting death!"

A white clothed silhouette stepped out like a god, as if the ground had shrunk by an inch, and threw a punch towards the golden Great Sword.

This punch had no color, was ordinary and did not even seem to have any sound of wind. However, it was as though it carried the pressure of the entire world as it instantly smashed onto the golden Great Sword.

"Ka-cha …"

A crisp breaking sound came out, the seemingly indestructible golden Great Sword shattered inch by inch!