naruto-story Chapter 897 Uncle Baimei
Chapter 897 Uncle Baimei
After the mountain-protecting formation appeared, Mo Wangxu stood at the eye of the formation and did not dare to leave at all.
Only if he sits here, can he dare to guarantee that the Hushan Formation of the Shushan Sword Sect can guarantee the safety of the entire Sword Sect!
The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage...
Now that the mountain-protecting formation has been weakened countless times, he really has no idea.
At the same time, he immediately informed the entire sect.
The protective formation opens, and the Shushan Sword Formation rises!
Just when they were facing a formidable enemy, all the sword cultivators in the entire sect were staring in the direction Mo Wangxu said with extreme vigilance.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came to Mo Wangxu's side.
"The current Shushan Sword Sect has declined to this point?"
A voice sounded, and the hair on Mo Wangxu's body stood up, and the fairy sword in his hand immediately stabbed the person next to him.
"The response is good, but the cultivation is a bit weak."
The sword blade was clamped by the stranger between two fingers. This moment shocked everyone present.
Don’t forget this!The leader of their Shushan Sword Sect!One of the strongest sword cultivators in the world of cultivation!
His sword was actually caught in someone's hand... so easily? !
Can't understand!
Yuan Ying period!
Mo Wangxu's experience at such a close distance was the most obvious. He clearly knew that the gap between him and this person was like a cloud of mud!
"Who is the senior! How could he break into our mountain-protecting formation in Shushan!" Mo Wangxu couldn't understand. He clearly didn't feel any movement in this formation, so why did this person come in directly?
Does he have some magical power that can ignore the mountain guarding formation?
"When your mountain-protecting formation is activated, I have already come in, I, Baimei." Baimei released his fingertips and glanced up and down the Shushan Mountain.
It is true that there are many disciples, but it is a pity that among these disciples, not even one at the Golden Core stage can be found. This person seems to be the leader of Shushan, but he is also at the peak of the Golden Core and has not set foot in Nascent Soul.
"White eyebrows?"
Mo Wangxu felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. He saw that the white eyebrow didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and he relaxed.
Even if he doesn't relax, he is just a little golden elixir who met the Yuan Ying ancestor. Now, the safety of the entire Shushan Sword Sect depends on Bai Mei's thought.
You know, standing next to Bai Mei, he couldn't even have the slightest thought of resistance!
"What year is it now?"
Bai Mei suddenly said.
He vaguely felt that he had been in seclusion for about 500 years, but he didn't know exactly how many years it was now: "Why is there not even a Nascent Soul stage up and down the Shushan Mountain?"
Hearing Bai Mei's question, Mo Wangxu frowned, and then said coldly: "Senior, I know that your cultivation is unparalleled, but this is not the reason why you come to insult our Shushan Sword Sect! Since more than a hundred years ago, all Nascent Souls have After the above seniors have all disappeared, there has never been a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage in the entire world of cultivation! Naturally, I don’t have one in Shushan either!"
"More than a hundred years ago, all the Nascent Soul stages disappeared?"
Baimei muttered there, and then said seriously: "I, Baimei, am the 15th generation disciple of Shushan Sword Sect!"
"No. 15th generation disciple?"
Mo Wangxu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He finally remembered why he was so familiar with the name Baimei!
"Are you Uncle Baimei?!" Mo Wangxu shouted in surprise.