Bao Hui has enough of his true energy. The true energy value of 16o points is only equivalent to that of a warrior at the beginning of the warrior, but the blessing of the voice expansion is enough for everyone present to hear it clearly.?      -

"stop!"

In a hurry, he almost habitually spoke "sTop" in English according to the previous training scene.

Playing with a beautiful sword flower, everyone on both sides stopped yelling at the sound of the sword.

Bao Hui checked and found that the stored true qi value was 210,000. Most of the trick of establishing authority just now consumed, so the rest should be saved.

"Everyone, boy Bao Hui, accidentally got involved in this dispute. I had no intention of interfering, but..." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the strange-looking evil spirits, "You are going to kill me indiscriminately. I have to fight back."

These people include men and women, handsome and ugly, monks and Taoists, some have big sleeves, some have short clothes, some are old men with long beards, and some are towering women with cloud buns. Most of the clothes are strange in shape, and most of them have weapons, and most of them have strange weapons.

At this time, a big-headed old man flashed across the opposite side, shaking his bare head, his face was black and bloody, and it looked like a big blood cell.

"You are very good at work, and we are not willing to provoke you. You are better off, so you leave. The two of us who have just waited for the time will cancel each other and not beg each other. How about it?" This man spoke with a kind of atmospheric pressure.

Bao Hui looked at this person, his strength was not bad.

"Evil warrior, Duanmu Yuan, one of the thirty-six caves in Hainan, Master of the Red Flame Cave, high-level master, with a force value of 5oo41 points: physical fitness 41/42, and the kill value of 'Earth Fire Power' is 50,000/110,000..."

Bao Hui compared it and found that this person was just the primary physical fitness of the master.

Let's look at another person.

"Evil warrior, Mrs. Li, one of the seventy-two islands, the master of the South China Sea Coconut Flower Island, high-level master, with a force value of 48o36 points: physical fitness 36/4o, the kill value of 'Caiyan Gong' is 48,000/10,000..."

"Cheng Qingshuang, deputy leader of the Juntian tribe of Lingjiu Palace, high-level master, martial arts value 53o33 points: physical fitness 33/42, the kill value of 'Tianshan Sword Technique' is 53,000/10,000..."

Unexpectedly, after the difficulty of the scene increased the "advanced" difficulty, these people's strength has also been improved so much. The first level of the Grandmaster has been upgraded to the advanced level of the Grandmaster, but the essence is very different!

Cheng Qingshuang was covered in blood-stained yellow clothes, injured her left arm, and her elegant and capable temperament remained unabated.

She said, "Mr. Bao, you are polite! These people are all subordinates of my Lingjiu Palace, Tianshan Tonglao. Now they gathered to rebel while the Lord is away. What such a traitorous villain said is incredible."

Duanmu Yuan shouted angrily: "What are the little bitch? Are you looking for death?"

Cheng Qingshuang said angrily: "With my 'Piaomiao Nine Heavens', the Batian tribe was left behind, and only the Juntian tribe was left behind. You and the thieves took advantage of the situation and were extremely shameless. Are you still a villain? If Tong Lao is there and the other eight sisters are there, can you dare to go up the mountain half a step?"

Duanmu Yuan's expression was stagnant and he was so frustrated that he couldn't speak.

The scene suddenly became silent and the battle was about to reach.

Bao Hui said: "This senior is right. I didn't want to be enemies with you. But my unique skill is from the Xiaoyao Sect and has a deep connection with Lingjiu Palace. If you give me a face next time, what if you stop fighting? If you missed today, I will be considered as a return of favors. I am grateful!"

His voice was born with boldness, and there was a trace of evil spirit and domineeringness that had been trained by several worlds.

Zhu Xie's face tightened, and they couldn't help but think carefully about this peerless master who suddenly appeared.

At this time, a cold voice said, "Young Master's sword skills are unparalleled. I'm very itchy. Come and learn it." He was not without respect. Obviously, Bao Hui's sword that had just 40,000 yuan was putting him under great pressure. However, he was quite confident in his strength.

Only the crowd muttered and said happily: "With the sword god coming, great things are expected!"

I saw that man wearing a blue shirt, in his fifties, with long beards and beautiful faces.

"'Sword God' Zhuo Bufan, the middle level of the Grand Master, with a martial arts value of 2ooo33 points: physical fitness 33/83, the tenth sword of the 'Holy Spirit Sword Technique' is 20,000..."

This person's strength is real, but his health is less than half his life, he actually exerted all his strength strangely. Needless to say, it is related to the "advanced" difficulty.

Bao Hui could see that this man was very proud, so he didn't talk nonsense. He took out the spirit sword with just a moment, and the remaining 210,000 true qi reserves were enough to deal with him.

"Sword God" Zhuo Bufan praised: "What a great sword technique, it's amazing!"

Cheng Qingshuang and the female cultivators from the Juntian tribe all shouted worriedly: "Young Master Bao be careful."

Bao Hui nodded at them and walked up with his sword.

The two men quickly set a distance between the cliffs to make room for the two masters.

Bao Hui said: "Be careful!"

Dugu Nine Swords: "Breaking Sword Style". 210,000 yuan is output with all strength and one sword is swung.

Zhuo Bufan's face changed. This kind of suppression that could retreat and could not be avoided was never encountered since he left the army. He quickly used his strongest sword in "The Holy Spirit Sword Technique" - the tenth sword.

"Dou!"

Everyone felt that the eardrum was about to split, and they retreated for dozens of meters before they felt the sound of swords in their minds dissipated, looking at each other, and they all were shocked!

Everyone opened their eyes and saw that the "Sword God" they gave them the expectation was set on the spot. The boy who jumped in the air swung his sword and was shot into the air and fell toward the cliff.

The girls of the Juntian tribe of Lingjiu Palace couldn't help but change their colors and shouted: "Young Master Bao, be careful!" They were already unable to save them.

Zhu Xiezheng was about to cheer, but saw the boy flipping back in the air, taking another seven steps, walking in the void, and flew away like a god coming to the world. Zhu Xie's cheers were suddenly stuck in his throat.

"Linxu Realm! What a powerful light skill!" Several evil cultivators couldn't help but speak out in horror.

The pig girls from Juntian tribe shouted in unison, and were extremely happy.

Bao Hui stepped on the void and saw that the clouds and mist on the hillside under his feet were trampled into a round hole about a foot. Before the clouds and mist poured into the full hole, his figure had disappeared from its original place and flashed in front of the sword god Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were shocked and he tried his best to use his sword to resist, but he was surprised to find that there was no real energy on the other party's sword.

"good!"

Zhuo Bufan's expression of gratitude flashed away, and he spread his sword moves with all his strength, and the sword lights in the sky were extremely gorgeous.

On the other hand, Bao Hui looked calm. His sword moves turned into simplicity, simple but mysterious.

The two of them have both inherited the peerless sword skills, which made everyone fascinated and benefited a lot.

Unfortunately, less than a quarter of an hour, the sword god Zhuo Bufan could no longer suppress his internal injuries and sprayed a mouthful of blood stasis, and held the sword on the ground, supporting him not to fall down.

"Mr. Bao, you are really good at swordsmanship. I am not as good as others. I am willing to let you deal with it!"

Bao Hui breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Senior, you are kind, as the preface said, you and I will quit. I missed today. As long as you can't wait to provoke me, I will never be embarrassed..."

All evil people praised him as "Young Master Gao Yi" and left instantly.

Only the girls of Lingjiu Palace who wanted to speak but stopped, and Zhuo Bufan, who refused to leave.

Bao Huixun thought for a while and said to the girls: "Sisters, I'll use precious land to stay for a few days, don't you know if you can?"

Cheng Qingshuang said with a "ah" and said in surprise: "Young Master? No, you have to be polite. We sisters are very grateful and we welcome you." She was so excited that she was a little confused.

Bao Hui then walked to Zhuo Bufan, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

The Sword God chuckled and said, "Young Master Bao, you are kind to me, I would like to thank my subordinates for showing mercy and taking care of my old face!"

Bao Hui was embarrassed on his face. He really had no real energy storage. When he saw this old man fighting for all his true energy, he dared to come forward to compete in swordsmanship.

"Senior, are you willing to follow me to cultivate in Lingjiu Palace for two days?"

The girls from Juntian tribe all exclaimed: "Ah!"

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes and wanted to leave proudly.

Bao Hui hurriedly said to the leader Cheng Qingshuang: "This sister, Senior Zhuo has no murderous aura in his sword skills, and is not a person who kills indiscriminately. I believe he is not on the same path with those people. I will take advantage of the help of Senior Zhuo for the purpose of recuperation. Please be kind to the best!"

Cheng Qingshuang's face tightened, then her eyes turned around, she figured out the key points, and said with a smile: "Young Master is useless and worrying. The sisters are just not used to living with men. Let's do this, the back hall of my Lingjiu Palace is a VIP residence, and it has been empty all over the years. If the young master doesn't dislike it, he can live with this senior."

Bao Hui blinked at her, gave a thumbs up deep in his thumb, and smiled and said, "Thank you sister." Instead, he invited the sword god Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan sighed and said, "I said, let the young master deal with it." He experienced all his life, how could he not know what Bao Hui had intended!

Bao Hui smiled and said, "This is just a magnanimous senior, and he is just showing off his skills."

The sword god Zhuo Bufan smiled. It seemed that he really didn't mind his cleverness.

Cheng Qingshuang led the two to the top of the mountain hall, introducing the scenery and characteristics of various places along the way.

Bao Hui pondered: "Follow the current situation, my sister still retreated the Broken Soul Cliff, Shuzuyan, and the sisters in Baizhangjian here. It was just here at the Qitianqiao..."

Their location at this time is the bridge.

I saw that an iron chain bridge between two cliffs had been cut into two pieces with a knife. The two cliffs were 2 or 3 meters apart, making it difficult to fly.

Bao Hui said: "The bridge connects the sky bridge to connect the two natural dangers of Baizhangjian and Xianchou Gate. Although it is a bridge, it is actually only an iron chain, spanning the cliffs on both sides, and facing the rocky valley. Those who come to Lingjiu Palace are naturally all of them have high martial arts skills and are not difficult to pass by. But look..."

Bao Hui reached out and chopped into the void.

Sword God Zhuo Bufan immediately praised: "This move is extremely wonderful!"

Cheng Qingshuang then realized it, Yingying bowed and said happily: "It's still the young master who thinks carefully, Cheng Qingshuang will make arrangements immediately."

Then, she ordered. In a moment, all the girls came back.

Cheng Qingshuang said, "Young Master, please!"
Chapter completed!