Chapter 1477

• The True Immortal of Beimang clearly had no intention of reasoning with Su Bai. In his eyes, he was the embodiment of truth. Today, he had brought two other True Immortals to this place to demand an explanation from the other party. Otherwise, he would destroy the Tai Cang Pavilion! "Old demon of Beimang, your ignorant disciple dared to provoke the North Xuan Sect first. As an ally of the North Xuan Sect, how could we stand idly by?Moreover, I acted with the permission of Chu Qiong. If he was outmatched and died in battle, who can blame him?“ ”Nonsense! My direct disciple is no less skilled than your disciples from the Tai Cang Pavilion!“ The North Mang True Immortal laughed in anger. ”If it weren't for your underhanded schemes, how could my disciple have been defeated?"Su Bai's smile grew even broader. “If you don't believe me, you can have your other disciples try, or you can have them all come at me at once. Let's see if I can't kill them all.” “How dare you!” Behind Xue Mu, Xue Mu roared, his voice thunderous, echoing throughout the heavens and earth. “Do you dare not regard me, Xue Mu, with any respect?”Xue Mu pointed skyward, and a sword beam sliced through the air, tearing open the heavens, heading straight for Su Bai. “Such trivial tricks, and you dare to show off?” Su Bai waved his sleeves, and a torrent of spiritual energy surged upward, extinguishing the sword light. “Boom!”Immediately, he clapped his palm against the void, sending a colossal force crashing into Xue Mu's body. Xue Mu felt excruciating pain throughout his bones, as if they were shattering. A mouthful of thick blood spurted from his mouth. “How about that?” Su Bai looked at Bei Mang Zhenxian and the others. His eldest disciple had been defeated with a single move; the others were no match for him.
• The True Immortal of Beimang's expression grew serious. Was he trying to provoke him into entering the sword formation?
• “Hmph, young man, do you think I dare not?” The True Immortal of Beimang naturally could not show weakness. “A mere sword formation? What does the Beimang have to fear?”