Less than a second the golden light appeared on his arm was interrupted by the severe pain. Bai Fengjiu let out a muffled groan and almost fainted.

Zheng Tu picked up half of the crowbar on the ground, and the one that was cut off was extremely sharp.

"Golden Flying Sword? Haha... Today, I'll kill you even the human and sword!"

Gu Youqing's eyes were closed and he fell to the ground motionless. Zheng Tu's feet just now kicked him seriously, and the blood in his body surging like a tsunami.

The true energy is like a wild horse that has broken its reins, rushing around in the meridians. Gu Youqing feels like he is being put on a fire, and every inch of his muscles is torn.

"Boom!"

An explosion came from my mind, and the true qi rushed open and closed meridians, flowing like surging rivers in my body, and then gathered in my dantian.

Inside the dantian, true energy gathered into a huge vortex, and golden light suddenly appeared inside.

In less than a moment, the vortex condensed and a golden bead appeared.

Gu Youqing suddenly opened his eyes, and two splendors burst out. When he saw a crowbar stabbing at the center of his eyebrows, he suddenly turned his head.

Half a crowbar fell down while rubbing his ears, piercing deep into the cement floor.

The cement blocks collapsed and scratched the cheeks.

Gu Youqing's adrenal glands were secreted, and he couldn't feel any pain at all. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked it out.

Zheng Tu was caught off guard, but with the strength of Wu Zun's fourth level, he subconsciously responded to protect the key points.

"Bang!"

Zheng Tu was hit, his body moved horizontally, and his feet made a long mark on the ground.

Gu Youqing rose from the ground, and his aura burst out all over his body, and the wind whistled, and the clothes blew.

Zheng Tu was shocked and looked at him with disbelief.

"You... actually broke through!"

"Thanks to your kicks, which opened my blocked meridians!"

Gu Youqing raised his hand, and the six flying swords that were broken into two pieces on the ground were shining brightly and flew up from the ground.

Zheng Tu was shocked again because the aura emitted by Gu Youqing was completely opposite to the aura of a warrior.

"You... what kind of cultivation are you!"

"Golden Pill!" Gu Youqing raised his fingers, and six flying swords rotated rapidly in the air, with shadows overlapping, like thousands of flying swords.

A huge sense of oppression came from the top of his head, and Zheng Tu's face changed drastically. He hurriedly mobilized his entire body's cultivation and swung his fist to greet him.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the sword net shattered, and at the same time, Zheng Tu's arms became bloody and fuzzy.

"Ah! My hand!"

Zheng Tu covered her arms and wailed.

Gu Youqing's face changed, he took three steps back, and opened his mouth and squirted out a blood sword.

Although his blocked meridians were accidentally opened by Zheng Tu, he was injured after all, and forced circulating the true qi caused the meridians to be damaged again.

Fortunately, one of Zheng Tu's arms was destroyed.

"Click! Click!"

The sound of footsteps came, Gu Youqing raised his head and his pupils contracted.

"White-robe Martial Saint!" Tang Xiaomi lost her voice and felt as if she was dead.

One Zheng Tu almost killed them, let alone the other Martial Saint.

"Mr. Martial Saint!"

Zheng Tu rolled over and crawled over, pulling his white robe with his only left arm.

"Sir Wu Sheng save me!"

Wu Sheng had no expression on his face, slowly raised his hand, and gently pointed it on his eyebrows. Zheng Tu's eyes fainted.

This action made Bai Fengjiu and the other two confused. Isn’t he a member of the Wulin League? Didn’t he come to catch them? How could he knock Zheng Tu out?

The white-robed Martial Saint's eyes swept over the injured Tang Xiaomi and Gu Youqing, and finally fell on Bai Fengjiu.

"You...ah..."

Bai Fengjiu smiled and said, "I know what you want to ask, I haven't killed the bridge for a long time."

The white-robed Martial Saint nodded. He was originally confused, but later what Dan Taizi and Wu Mengzhu did made him realize that Qiao Younian's death must be strange.

The temperaments and personalities of these two people are very different from those before accepting the inheritance of the Heavenly Way.

Qinggui was just being blamed.

The white-robed martial saint wanted to secretly investigate Qiao Younian's death, but happened to receive a mysterious message not long ago that the murderer was outside the outskirts of Yanjing, with a detailed address.

The white-robed martial saint came with a suspicion, but he didn't expect that the Qing Ghost was indeed here.

Although he had never met Qing Gui several times, and even his true face only this time, from his eyes, the white-robed Martial Saint could be judged that he had never lie.

"You go." The white-robed Martial Saint waved his hand and then turned his head.

Gu Youqing came to Tang Xiaomi with difficulty, took off the crowbar inserted on her shoulder, and then sealed the acupoints to avoid excessive bleeding and causing life-threatening.

"Walk from behind, there is a car parked there."

The three of them helped each other and stopped and turned around.

Tang Xiaomi said: "Sir Wu Sheng, what should you do?"

There were chaotic footsteps outside, and at least thirty people walked in.

They must have discovered the fight just now.

"Go away quickly, don't worry about me! I will take care of everything alone!"

The white-robed Martial Saint looked decisive, and Bai Fengjiu said, "Let's go, he won't have any trouble."

The three of them walked through the hole in the wall behind, and passed through the grass that was taller than a person, and left the factory.

Sure enough, an off-road vehicle was parked outside, and three people from the Martial Arts League lying next to him were knocked unconscious by the white-robed Martial Saint.

"Bold! You actually let the murderer escape. I'm going to sue you where the leader of the alliance!"

"Don't stand there, they can't run far, go chase me!"

"I see who dares to come forward!"

Fierce fighting sounds came from the factory, and the true energy raged, and the walls fell and the house collapsed.

"Go away!" Tang Xiaomi urged: "Don't let down the wishes of the white-robed Martial Saint!"

Gu Youqing helped Bai Fengjiu into the car, Tang Xiaomi entered the driver's seat, started the car and stepped on the accelerator. The off-road vehicle jumped up and down like a rabbit in the rugged wilderness, and soon disappeared into the vast grass.

At the headquarters of the Wulin League and above the main hall, the patriarchs of the five major clans and several masters stood on both sides, bowing their heads and silently.

In the hall, the white-robed Martial Saint was covered in blood, and the originally white robe was stained with blood, shattering like a beggar's uniform.

Dan Taizi and Wu Mengzhu sat on the chair of the Grand Master in the hall, their faces gloomy, like thick clouds covering the sky.

Tan Taizi scolded: "Do you know your guilt?"

The white-robed martial saint sneered: "I don't know where the sin comes from!"

"Bang!"

Dan Taizi slapped the mahogany tea table beside him with a palm, and everyone present shuddered in fear.

"Let the murderer go away and block the capture of the murderer. The leader of the Bridge Alliance has not yet been cold. You have done such a traitor!"

The white-robed martial saint laughed to the sky.

"You should know better than me how the leader of the Bridge died!"

Dan Taizi narrowed his eyes slightly, and two cold lights burst out, and murderous intent would appear.

Bai Fengjiu must have told him something, this person cannot be kept!

"Come here!"

Tan Taizi shouted loudly, and the two martial masters immediately stepped forward.

"Take this traitor down and cut it down to comfort the spirit of the leader of the bridge in the sky!"

The two martial masters were stunned and looked at each other, not daring to step forward.

The white-robed Martial Saint has a high status in the Wulin Alliance, is kind and respected by many people. They are asked to kill the white-robed Martial Saint, but they cannot do it.

"What?" Dan Taizi looked cold: "Don't you listen to my orders?"

"I... don't dare!"

The two martial masters hurriedly bowed their heads, gritted their teeth, stepped forward, grabbed the white-robed martial saint's arm, left and right.

"Let's wait!"

The head of the Jin clan stepped forward and bowed: "Lord Dan**, leader of the Wu Alliance, the white-robed Martial Saint, has been doing his best for the Wulin Alliance for decades. Even if he has no credit, he still has worked hard. Although he let the murderer go, he... but he will not die!"

The white-robed Martial Saint is an elder in his Jin family. If he is killed, it will be a great loss to the Jin family, and his status will be defeated by the other four families in an instant.

The Jin clan leader stood up, and several masters from the Jin family also walked to the middle of the hall and bowed to him.

"The two alliance leaders are kind to you, and Master Wu Sheng will not die. I hope the two alliance leaders will be punished with ease!"
Chapter completed!