Chapter 14 What level of cultivation is the same as mine?

Chapter 14 What level of cultivation is the same as mine?

"Your name is Xiao Yi, one of the two orphans of Xiaowang Village in the past. You are also the leader of the Kunlun Dao Sect and the last disciple of Yuxuzi. You are at the Jindan stage and have the Kunlun Divine Sword Technique. You are a leader among the younger generation of the righteous path."

Bai Feng came and stood in front of the young man.

A pair of eyes were cold and sharp as if they could see through the other person's soul.

"How do you, a devil, know my identity?"

Xiao Yi's expression changed drastically, and he no longer had the composure he had before.

When he first entered the Demonic Territory and met Bai Qingling on the road, he couldn't help but launch a sneak attack on the latter, but he was captured and locked up there instead.

There needed to be more communication between the two from beginning to end.

"Not only do I know your identity, but I also know that you have a younger brother named Xiao Chen, who is also a disciple of Yuxuzi."

Bai Feng said.

"you"

After hearing this, Xiao Yi's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and snarled: "Devil! If you dare to touch my brother, I will never let you go, even if I fall into endless purgatory and turn into a fierce ghost!"

"I hate being threatened the most in my life."

"However, I greatly admire you and will give you a chance."

"Want to play a game?"

Bai Feng took the invitation very seriously.

"What game?"

Inside the Soul-Binding Banner, the young man said with a vigilant look on his face.

"I want you to fight me head-on."

"If you win, I will let you go and reunite with your brother. If you lose, you will stay here until your soul is completely refined."

Bai Feng looked at the other person with interest: "Why are you interested?"

"Stop teasing me, the devil."

Xiao Yi smiled bitterly, "If I were your opponent, would I have fallen into this situation?"

"It's different now." Bai Feng said.

"Why is it different?" Xiao Yi's eyelids jumped.

"The rumours in the outside world that Mu Xinlan burned out my cultivation are true. Now, I am standing before you and have just embarked on the road of re-cultivation. My cultivation is almost the same as yours."

As Bai Feng spoke, he lifted the "Ancient Breath-Concealing Technique", completely exposing his aura of cultivation.

"Were you so badly injured by Senior Mu?"

At this moment, Xiao Yi was both surprised and happy.

If this Devil fell to this point, he would have no regrets, even if he died!

"I have already explained it to you."

"You can now start to choose--"

Bai Feng still needs to finish his words.

The young man in the Soul Binding Banner roared angrily, "Okay! Come on! Come out and fight me! I, Xiao Yi, will fight you to the end!"

However, I must discover what this sinister and cunning Devil is up to.

But now he has no choice!

The third floor of the Blood Kitchen.

In a small room surrounded by demon-killing stones on all four sides.

Two figures faced each other.

An invisible murderous aura filled the void.

"Tsk tsk, Bai Qingling, I didn't expect you to return my body and Dao sword to me."

"Of course, I didn't expect that your realm actually dropped to the middle stage of Jindan! Hahahaha! God has eyes!"

When his soul returned to his body, Kunlun Dao Sect's chief disciple was filled with joy and laughed heartily.

"Ahem. It's a rebuild, not a fall."

Bai Feng corrected.

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Yi looked relaxed and comfortable and casually danced a sword flower: "For a dying man, it doesn't matter what purpose and secrets he has."

"So confident?"

Bai Feng glanced at the other person.

"Certainly."

"You are in the middle stage of Jindan, and so am I!"

Xiao Yi raised his brows coldly and straightened his chest: "I was defeated and captured because my realm was too far behind yours! If you and I were of the same level of cultivation, taking your life would be as easy as killing a chicken or a dog!"

"Very good. Come on."

Bai Feng nodded encouragingly.

"One part yin and one part yang, the energy rushes to Kunxu, and the sword comes out of Taimang."

Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with murderous intent; he pointed to the sky with his left hand, performed sword gestures with his right hand, stepped on the seven stars, and muttered something.

In just a blink of an eye, infinite sword rhythm evolved around his body, and wherever the sword pointed, a long stream of powerful and unparalleled sword energy instantly derived!

Seeing that terrifying and mighty sword energy river getting closer and closer, with a murderous aura!

Bai Feng's face was not at all panicked, but he murmured with interest:

"It is worthy of being the protagonist's sword technique that can conquer the world with one move in the early stage. The special effects and power are good, and the pre-casting time is short."

"But speaking of it, this Kunlun Divine Sword Technique, when used by Xiao Yi, is much more powerful than the protagonist Xiao Chen."

"No wonder this guy died in a plot twist. Otherwise, it's not certain who would be the protagonist."

He thought so.

The next breath.

Xiao Yi swung his sword!

Like a swimming dragon emitting a strong cold light, the sword energy was already whistling towards him!

"It's time to test the purity of this new body."

Bai Feng's heart trembled, and a devilish light appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, he clearly understood the sword energy in this torrent of sword energy!

The next moment.

Snapped.

He stretched out a thick, pale arm and threw a punch!

This punch looked ordinary, and no energy or true essence was infused on the tip of the fist.

However, this seemingly erratic punch hit the opponent's sword's flaw, causing him to fall into self-disorder!

Clang, clang, clang.

It was like a defeat.

A shocking sound of a metal collision was heard in the void.

Bai Feng looked at it indifferently.

In the void, the powerful and terrifying sword energy was dissipating bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Immediately following.

Bang!

There was only a sharp and crisp sound.

The Dao sword in Xiao Yi's hand was broken into several pieces!

"There are also gaps among Jindan cultivators."

"Young man, you lose."

Bai Feng was dressed in a black robe with a cold gaze, like the god of death.

"No"

"Impossible!"

"How can you, who is only at the Jindan stage, destroy my Kunlun Divine Sword Art with your bare hands!?"

"How can you?"

"How dare you!?"

In an instant, a lifetime of faith in Kendo collapsed.

Xiao Yi's face was ashen, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

The black-robed man before him was as powerful as the gods and demons in the sky!

Is he really invincible?

Even Senior Mu, who stands at the pinnacle of righteousness, cannot completely wipe him out?

The more Xiao Yi thought about it, the more desperate he became.

Finally.

puff--

There was a sweetness in my throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, drawing a long arc in the air!

"Devil, I lost to you, and I know I will die! But——"

"I am unwilling to lose!"

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth.

Bai Feng was in a good mood and said, "Perhaps I can put your mind at ease."

"Let me ask you! What if... what if your punch just now deviated by an inch and didn't hit the weak spot of my sword? What would you do?"

"With your personality, you would never risk your life! Right!"

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and asked hysterically.

"Of course, I won't."

Bai Feng shook his head and said truthfully: "Before I returned this body to you, I added some delicious seasonings."

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yi felt a chill down his spine, and his body, which had just stood up with great difficulty, collapsed again.

"That's them—"

Bai Feng snapped his fingers.

After a crisp sound.

A group of black, hideous arthropods began to emerge from the limbs of the Kunlun Sect's chief disciple. They kept growing in number, and in the blink of an eye, they completely covered his entire body!

"This is a fucking poisonous insect!"

"It's still the most brutal Nine Fierce Bone-Eating Worms!"

"Bai Qingling! You are so despicable!!!"

Xiao Chen's face twisted, and he started screaming.

"If I had sensed any danger from your sword strike just now, these little creatures would have appeared in advance and devoured you completely."

"In other words."

"No matter what happens in today's game, you are the loser."

At the last moment, Bai Feng decided to spread love and tell the other party the truth.

Soon, the curses became quieter and quieter, gradually drowned out by the rustling sounds of the insects eating.

"What level? The same cultivation level as mine."

Bai Feng glanced at the young man's body and then released a spiritual thought.

Whoosh——

The Soul Binding Banner in the corner, listening to its master's call, flew over, spinning continuously in the air, crushing the young man's soul and confining it once again!

"Oh no, how come I am so skilled at this thing now?"

"Well, you have to be more restrained in the future and not become a big devil."

Bai Feng warned himself.

But to be fair.

How difficult is it to survive in this world of cultivating immortals where the strong prey on the weak, and it's a life-and-death struggle?

He, Bai, is also helpless.

Fortunately, today, he not only cleared a hidden danger in advance but also became familiar with the art of casting witchcraft, which was considered a slight gain, giving him more confidence in his future.

"Now that Xiao Yi is dead, it will be the turn of Xiao Chen, who will be killed tomorrow."

"I hope everything goes well."

Bai Feng prayed secretly.

Then, his brows sank, and he suddenly remembered something.

"etc."

"My time travel has caused the entire plot line to deviate from its track. So, when I lure Xiao Chen to death tomorrow, his big backer in Cangming Sect will not come to rescue him, right?"

Thinking of this, Bai Feng couldn't help but imagine a plump, graceful and feminine figure.

It was Xiao Chen's master in Cangming Sect, the Lord of Yingui Palace, the Embroidered-faced Saint Lady—Hua Yuerong.

Cangming Sect, Yingui Hall, senior disciples' dormitory.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!"

"We are one of them!"

"Master! Master, please say something! You know who I am! Save me!"

A handsome young man suddenly sat up from the bed, staring into the void in shock.

"What happened to Senior Brother Xiao? Did he have a nightmare?"

Chen Qiang, his junior fellow apprentice and follower, walked up to him with concern.

"I"

Xiao Chen quickly wiped the sweat off his face and asked tentatively, "Did I just talk in my sleep?"

"Ah." Chen Qiang nodded.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't hear it clearly."

"Oh, that's fine then."

Xiao Chen pressed his chest, pushed open the window, and instinctively looked in the direction of Youluo Mountain.

Somehow, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart!

It was as if someone had cut out a piece of my flesh!

"This feeling is not right anymore."

"Today is already the sixth day. The Soul Devouring Powder poison in Bai Qingling's body should have spread to its limit."

"Cen Xing'er has been acting strangely in recent days. We can't put all our hopes on her!"

"No! I have to go there myself!"

The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He stood up, sheathed his sword, and walked out the door.

"Hey, senior brother, the morning class in the Magic Master Palace hasn't started yet! Where are you going?" Chen Qiang asked curiously.

"Let's go to Tianyuan Lake at the foot of Youluo Mountain next door."

The golden undercover, the second disciple of Kunlun Dao Sect, with eyes like fire, squeezed out five words from between his teeth:

"I want to eat fish."