Even at the peak of the seventh grade, if you use a large amount of true qi as your bones and sword qi as your helm, you will be good at this water dragon. It will look good, but you should not be able to do anything to him.

He felt something strange was happening here.

With lightning in his mind, he didn't want to fight with this water dragon head-on.

However, at this moment, Meng Wanli roared in a low voice.

His whole body was bathed in the glow of true energy.

Some cracks appeared on his skin inexplicably, and blood began to flow.

"hold head high!"

A strange sound suddenly came from the water dragon inside, as if a dragon soul really fell from the sky and fell into the water dragon at this time!

Gu Liubai had already rushed to the left side of the sword platform.

In his perception, he could have been able to perfectly avoid the impact of this sword energy water dragon, but at this moment, it felt a little strange.

He felt that he was shrouded in a strange aura, and the water dragon seemed to have firmly captured his position.

"What's it?"

"A magical power?"

He was sure that this was not the magic of the secret sword of Canglang Sword Sect, nor was it the magical power displayed by Meng Wanli's true qi. This kind of qi seems to come from elsewhere and has nothing to do with Meng Wanli.

At this moment, he looked at Old Dao Chongqian, but saw Old Dao Chongqian smile coldly at him.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Although Master Chongqian is not Master Xuanqing, he can hear the words directly in his mind, but Master Chongqian's sneer when he sees anyone who is sneering against whom is also a sign. When he smiles, Gu Liubai seemed to hear his voice directly, "Look at it, you can't handle this thing yourself, so just jump into the river and commit suicide. He also challenged the entire Canglang Sword Sect with great aura, and why are you talking nonsense?"

The next moment, a strong wind blew into my face.

The water dragon had indeed locked his position firmly and came roaring.

Gu Liubai swept directly towards the place where Old Taoist Chongqian was. At the same time, the long sword in his hand seemed to be turning and cutting off the head of the water dragon without any tricks.

As soon as the dragon's head fell, the water dragon instantly lost its shape as a dragon. The water flowed out quickly like rotten flesh and blood, but the crystal sword energy inside lost its shackles and rushed out in swarms.

Gu Liubai's movements did not stop at all. He swept past the old Taoist Chongqian like a flash of light. Half of the sword energy was heading towards the old Taoist Chongqian.

Yelu Yueli basically doesn't laugh at her. Goddesses must have divine nature in front of outsiders, and they must hold airs like gods and Buddhas in the temple. At most, they have a strange look on their faces that are not smiling.

But at this moment she couldn't help but smirk with her lips.

Old Taoist Chong Qian didn't like Gu Liubai, but Gu Liubai didn't like him, his senior brother.

You just pretend that people cheating cannot see them, but instead sneer at me and let me do it myself, right?

Then do you say you don’t care?

No matter how much I want to attract some sword energy to your face.

The old Taoist Chong Qian's face suddenly turned a little dark.

This sword energy is naturally nothing to him. He didn't even move his eyelids, and the sword energy that rushed to him froze and floated quietly.

He didn't even have obvious fluctuations in his true energy.

It seemed that it had nothing to do with him to stop these sword energy.

However, at this moment, his brows frowned.

He felt a special aura.

“Tonight is amazing.”

Wang Yehu in the sedan chair seemed to be ineffective and had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed, but suddenly opened his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Even Chong Qian from Zongsheng Palace has been pulled in."

The sedan chairwoman in front of him was obviously stunned, "Li is so powerful in the game, what method can he use to get Chong Qian in?"

Wang Yehu thought about it seriously and said, "I'm afraid Li doesn't have the ability, but Chong Qian wants to step into this chaos. It seems that the rumors I heard before may be true. The depraved Depraved Guanyin Daozi may really have a close relationship with the brothers of their Zongsheng Palace."

Old Taoist Chong Qian looked coldly as the sword energy floating in front of him quickly dissipated.

He still didn't care about Gu Liubai.

He still felt that if Gu Liubai could not even handle this situation, he would not be worthy of saying those arrogant words in front of so many people in Chang'an.

What else is the Beixi Sword Sect?

Still establishing a country?

What other plans for the Dao Zong Dao Head?

He was just a little curious and a little alert at this time.

It turns out that there is such a great master of magical power in Chang'an.

Changsun Xiyu knew that Wang Yehu was an eighth-grade practitioner because she was Changsun.

But even Changsun Wuji didn't know what kind of magical powers Wang Yehu had.

Wang Yehu is too low-key.

He was so low-key that even the old Taoist Chong Qian knew that there was such a person among the officials in the court, but he didn't know that he was a powerful eighth-grade monk.

It was not until this time that he became the second cultivator in Chang'an who perceived Wang Yehu's supernatural powers.

Someone’s supernatural power is to pray for heaven.

It seems that the power that can be used by the human world through some special means to tune from the world.

But Wang Yehu's magical powers seem to be completely opposite.

He seems to be able to give magical powers.

He should be able to use some special means to allow some people to have power that they cannot have.

"I don't use the supernatural powers myself, but I'm dividing them for others to use?"

"This person has been in the eighth grade for a long time, so his aura is so mysterious and lofty, but he hasn't felt like he had done something in Chang'an for so many years. Is his brain sick?"

Chong Qian sneered again.

...

Since childhood, Gu Liubai has been instilled with a truth whether he has followed Liang Feng to refine his sword, Guo Beixi to refine his sword, or his mother to temper his body and practice true energy.

That is, true energy is like silver. No matter how much it is, it cannot be spent freely and cannot be thrown out and wasted.

For ordinary people and practitioners, time is very precious.

Even if you practice the powerful method until you reach the end, you will naturally condense the true qi between each breath, but a person only breaths a few times a day and a night.

Moreover, saving the use of true energy is the key to defeating the more with less in a fierce battle.

Therefore, although Gu Liubai could completely sprinkle a large amount of sword energy to directly resolve the sword energy rushing out of this water dragon, he had already developed a habit that he would avoid part of the sword energy first, consume part of the sword energy with the terrain, and finally defeat some of the sword energy that he really couldn't dodge.

The old Taoist Chongqian was also a wonderful terrain for him at this time.

What a big backer, right?

This was the sword energy that swept past the old Taoist Chongqian and finally slashed at him, and there were only more than ten Taos left.

He still didn't use the sword energy, but just shattered the sword energy with one sword.

Guo Beixi's little spring is not a mortal sword.

Famous swords naturally have the truth of famous swords.

There is no need to use much true energy at all. These sword energy collided with the sword body of the sword, and the glass collided with the hard iron and broke with a bang.

More than ten sword energy were easily shattered by him.

However, at this moment, his brows frowned unconsciously.

The sword energy shattered, and the power of the true energy had no place to rely on. However, there was a strange aura surging in the air. A mysterious aura that did not belong to the level of his cultivator, but followed his sword body and penetrated into his body.

Meng Wanli turned around at this time.

His clothes were roaring like sails raised on a large ship.

He flew up with a grim smile.

In the next moment, his body and the long sword in his hand fell from the air like a meteorite.

When Meng Wanli was still in mid-air, Gu Liubai felt that the strange magical power had built a bridge out of thin air, and had drawn Meng Wanli's true energy into his body.

As the true qi collided with each other, his body suddenly became heavier.

Without any hesitation, at the moment when the dangerous feeling rose, he activated his true energy with all his strength without reservation.

boom!

The entire sword platform sank slightly down.

The light and shadow around Gu Liubai's body were twisted, and in the void, there were countless ethereal giant beasts poking out of their bodies, devouring the colors of the surrounding lanterns.

Within a range of more than ten feet around him, under the influence of Haishizhu, a huge true qi Dharma image was formed, like a mirage.

The grim smile on Meng Wanli's face became even worse.
To be continued...