Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

North of the city, Yuzhuang.

Two middle-aged men holding umbrellas stood woodenly on the hill.

The little boy stood behind them, waiting for the new orders from the two.

"Second brother, go ahead. Ye Dingzhi is in the city. Don't die accidentally."

Yu Shengtian finally couldn't help it and looked at Yu Shengmo.

"Okay, go ahead!"

Yu Shengmo looked up at the sky and saw that the dark clouds were moving slowly, as if foreshadowing a storm.

However, strangely, the sky was covered with dark clouds, but no raindrops fell...

Yu Shengtian turned around and walked quickly to the front of the village. At this moment, hundreds of martial arts masters had already gathered in front of the village. They all looked nervous and excited, as if they were expecting something important to happen.

Yu Shengtian stood steadily in front of the hall, and then shouted loudly: "Go down the mountain, rush into Qinglong Town, and destroy Ao Bai!!" His voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the valley.

Before he finished speaking, the hundreds of masters instantly became excited, and they rushed down from Yushan like arrows from a string.

These Jianghu masters were agile and quick, like a surging torrent, unstoppable.

For Yu Shengmo, his apprentice was like everything in his life.

Even in the face of life and death, as long as he could ensure the safety of his apprentice, he was willing to pay any price.

Even if he eventually lost his life, he would not hesitate.

Yu Shengmo silently took out a pill and held it tightly in his hand.

That person once told him that if he encountered an unbearable predicament, he could take this pill, which would at least allow him to stay in peak condition for a short period of time.

However, this power comes at the cost of sacrificing the future. Perhaps he will never be able to enter the half-step divine wandering realm again, and even his life span will be greatly shortened, with less than three years left.

Qinglong Town Long Street.

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The soldiers surrounded a young man.

But, the young man raised his knife high.

Once.

Once.

He was chopping something.

Many soldiers around were vomiting.

But none of them dared to step forward.

Because... he was chopping people.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces....

It was so bloody that it made people dizzy.

"Crazy boy."

A man in a purple python robe walked over from the end of the long street. He looked at the killer who was chopped into pieces with pity in his eyes.

Wen Jiutian did not turn around and continued to chop.

Because, at this moment, his eyes were red and crazy.

The man in the python robe smiled slightly, "Crazy, crazy is good."

"How do you know I'm crazy?"

Wen Jiutian suddenly stopped the knife in his hand, "Leave your name, and then you can die."

After that, Wen Jiutian held the eunuch's head tightly with one hand.

The man in the python robe laughed wildly, "I am the Sword Master, Zhuo Sen, you are very strong, but you can't kill me."

Wen Jiutian smiled slightly and said in a deep voice, "Really?"

Then, he suddenly felt a breath running around in his body, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhuo Sen laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of teasing and ridicule: "Half-step Shenyou? To enter the Shenyou Xuanjing, you don't rely on methods like you, but on your state of mind! Hahaha... So, you can't pass this level!"

Hearing this, Wen Jiutian's face sank, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

He took a step back suddenly, waving the black knife in his hand wildly, as if he had lost his mind.

His hairpin fell off, and his hair fell down in disorder, covering half of his face.

His eyes turned red, revealing a crazy breath.

His body began to tremble, and the true energy in his body rushed around, as if to break through the restraints.

Suddenly, Wen Jiutian roared, the sound was deafening.

With his roar, a powerful true energy gushed out of his body, forming a tangible force.

This force swept around like a gust of wind, blowing everything around to pieces.

The soldiers standing in front were directly crushed by this true energy, turning into a bloody scene.

Seeing this, Na Zhuo Sen was shocked, but soon regained his composure. He suddenly shouted loudly: "Why don't you hurry up! Kill him!!!!"

However, the soldiers were frightened and pale, and after looking at each other, no one dared to step forward easily.

They felt Wen Jiutian's terrifying strength and were afraid that they would become the next victim.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

Finally, a brave young soldier stepped forward and rushed towards Wen Jiutian with a spear in hand.He mustered up his courage and stabbed Wen Jiutian in the chest.

However, just when the tip of the spear was about to touch Wen Jiutian's body, the righteousness in his body and the Arhat Golden Body were activated at the same time, forming an indestructible defense.

The spear was instantly broken into pieces, and the young soldier looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.

Zhuo Sen was also stunned, his face full of shock, obviously not expecting this to happen.

But he quickly came to his senses, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "It seems that ordinary weapons can't hurt him at all, so let's try to use more powerful weapons!"

After saying that, Zhuo Sen raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword again, but this time it didn't have the same result as before. The long sword was intact, but it was isolated outside by the righteousness, and it was difficult to move forward.

At this time, Wen Jiutian had completely lost consciousness. He stood there quietly, like a sculpture.

At this moment, the masters lurking around suddenly stood up, shouting slogans in unison, and rushed towards Wen Jiutian.

However, just as they were about to approach Wen Jiutian, suddenly, an angry roar sounded from the sky.

"Who dares to touch my husband!!"

Then, a white light fell from the sky, crossing the sky like a meteor.

Along with this light, there was also a strong breath and sword energy.

The sword energy was like a whirlwind, which shook away all the killers who tried to rush in, making them unable to get close for a while.

A green figure fell gracefully, and she hugged Wen Jiutian, who was stunned in the same place.

Even a few tears fell.

The woman stroked Wen Jiutian's face and looked at the boy, who was covered in blood.

Strange, why did the boy's protective aura not work on this woman? ?

At the same time,

On the cliff, the white-haired man who had been standing for a long time finally moved!

He raised his hand and a sword energy filled the sky. With every move, a long sword appeared above his head.

He shouted softly, "Go!"

The sword light filled the sky, and swooped down with him.