Ji Yunlang didn't say much, but his expression was enough to show that he had full confidence in his own strength.

"Not bad." Wuxiangsanren is also from a major sect, and the invisible aura that radiates from Ji Yunlang's body is enough to infer a lot of information.

He took a deep breath, grabbed the sword tightly with his right hand, and his figure seemed to become even more straighter than before.

Ji Yunlang walked slowly to Wuxiangsanren. He stretched out his hand and a green flute appeared. Then his eyes lit up, and he held the green flute and attacked Wuxiangsanren.

Although Wuxiangsanren did not expect Ji Yunlang to fight him in close combat, his combat experience was also very experienced. The moment Ji Yunlang bullied himself, he pinched the Dao Sword Technique with his left hand and shouted softly: "Qi!"

The long sword in his hand turned leisurely and cut off the road ahead of Qing Di. Then, Wuxiangsanren twisted his gesture and then followed the trend toward a little.

If this blow is confirmed, the green flute in Ji Yunlang's hand will definitely be shot to the ground.

Ji Yunlang's expression still did not change at all, and there was no sign of turning the green flute in his hand. When Wuxiangsanren saw this scene, his heart thumped and thought of a possibility, but his old power had not yet disappeared and his new power had not yet emerged, so he could only grit his teeth and continue.

A crisp "ding" sound suddenly came out, and the sound was like the sound of bells and chimes, trembling the minds of everyone.

"How is that possible!" The screams of everyone around him rang one after another.

The green flute in Ji Yunlang's hand broke through the long sword attack of Wuxiangsanren and pointed it on the latter's Taoist robe.

"A good magic weapon." Ji Yunlang exclaimed, then retreated quickly.

Wuxiangsanren's face looked a little ugly. If it weren't for the obstruction of the Taoist robe, he would have been defeated by Ji Yunlang's move.

After all, he underestimated Ji Yunlang. If he faced a monk at the same level, he would not have fought with the other party in close combat without defensive magic.

"Friends of Taoism." Wuxiangsan sighed lightly, then sacrificed the sword in the air. With a sudden urge of both hands, the sword turned around and a white lotus slowly condensed out.

Ji Yunlang was not surprised by this. He knew that it would be difficult to fight in close combat next time, so he gradually stepped on his feet, and quickly gave out his praise. He gently pinched the magic trick with his left hand. The next moment, a white crane cry sounded in the green flute.

The cry was getting louder and louder. When the white lotus was about to approach, a lively white crane rushed out of the green flute and rushed towards the white lotus.

At the same time, a three-inch blue cloud appeared around Ji Yunlang, and the clouds swayed slightly, and one of the great powers seemed to be gradually generated.

"The Baihe Three-Super Steps and Void Method, the Five-Section Yunji Sui Yi Jue, you are from the Dayi Jianque School!"

Ji Yunlang did not deny it. He looked at the white lotus intently, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Miaomiao White Lotus Ningsheng Sword, Kongxuan Taishang Dao Pool, Brother Dao is originally a disciple of the Taishang Sword Sect."

"Dayi Jianque Sect, Taishang Sword Sect..." The monks surrounding the two looked at each other, hurriedly bowed to them, retreated dozens of steps before stopping.

Although there are many immortal cultivation sects around Jimo City, after all, there is the same overlord above them, that is, the Dayijianque Sect. To put it nicely, they offer sacrifices to the Dayijianque Sect. To put it bluntly, they all do odd jobs for the Dayijianque Sect!

The strength of the Taishang Sword Sect is at the same level as that of the Dayijianque Sect. The former dominates the southern boundary of Da6, while the latter dominates the southern boundary of the central and southern boundary of Da6.

Ji Yunlang was surprised to meet a person from the Taishang Sword Sect here. After all, this was his first time dealing with other major sects.

"I have long heard of the great Yijianque School's profound attainments in the Tao of Danyue. Today I can see it here, which is worth this trip." Wuxiangsanren said softly.

Ji Yunlang pondered for a while before saying, "I also want to see the swordsmanship of the Taishang Sword Sect. Brother Dao, please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his clothes were suddenly swept up by the invisible gust of wind. At the same time, the corner of his mouth moved and spit out the word "Feng Jie". In an instant, a dragon roar sound gradually emerged.

As for the white crane that was fighting with the white lotus beside it, flapping its wings lightly, and a bright light flashed in its eyes. A green light lit up above its head, and then a green cauldron appeared.

The green tripod trembled slowly, and the infinite power acted on the white lotus in an instant, causing the latter's body to stop.

After learning about Ji Yunlang's identity, Wuxiangsanren planned to use all his strength. At this time, he saw Bai Lian trapping her, pinched the Taoist magic trick with his left hand, then moved it to his mouth and blew it gently.

A white gas moved leisurely, and with the magic spell of spiritual light, he ignored the distance of space and the power of the green tripod, and came to the white lotus before shaking up and down, and merged into the white lotus.

Silently, the white lotus bloomed, revealing the three-inch white sword lying inside.

There were countless mysterious runes painted on the sword body, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, invisibly cutting off the power of the Qingding.

The next moment, the little sword jumped up and slashed towards Baihe's neck.

Ji Yunlang naturally cared about the situation there, and his body rushing forward did not change, but he stepped heavily under his feet, and a spiritual power pattern suddenly condensed under the purple-black cloth shoes.

After the pattern shone for a while, it disappeared in disgrace, but Wuxiangsanren did not think that Ji Yunlang's magic was ineffective. He focused on the Baihe's attention and looked at him.

But he saw that there were suddenly spiritual power patterns on Baihe's body, which were exactly the same as those under Ji Yunlang's feet just now.

Just as the small sword was about to slash Baihe, the pattern suddenly shone brightly, and the sound of "Chengcheng" kept ringing. When the light disappeared over there, Baihe's body was covered with a layer of light green spiritual armor.

Although the small sword is powerful, it may take a while to break through the defense of the White Crane.

Ji Yunlang is not far from Wuxiangsanren now. He put the green flute across his mouth and started playing it in a hurry.

The blue clouds around me became quieter from the previous swaying.

Seeing this scene, Wuxiangsanren shook his eyelids and then calmed down. He reached out and grabbed the sword in his hand. Then he pinched the sword technique with his left hand, stepped on his feet, and gave frequent praises from his mouth.

Of course, his right hand did not stop, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing. A series of white sword energy condensed from beside the sword. After a slight accumulation of strength, he suddenly attacked Ji Yunlang.

Ji Yunlang's expression remained unchanged. The surface of the green flute in front of his mouth suddenly flashed, and green ripples emerged from it, colliding with the sword energy.
Chapter completed!