"Brother Bai Hao was defeated!"

"How is this possible! How could this guy defeat Brother Bai Hao?"

The remaining few White Tiger disciples who had combat power and who were dealing with Xiang Chen's people all showed incredible expressions.

I can't believe that Bai Hao, the genius of the White Tiger clan who became disciples of the Jie Sect with them, was defeated by this junior brother who had a small catastrophe era!

Xiang Chen opened the burning cauldron, and Bai Zhanxing's soul was released from it. After getting out of trouble, Bai Zhanxing's soul first thing was to rush towards the imprisoned Bai Hao's soul in anger, and slapped it hard on Bai Hao's soul in the face.

Bai Hao was furious: "Bai Zhanxing, you dare!"

However, responding to his incident, Bai Zhanxing's angry punch and kick.

Xiang Chen took out a spoil he had harvested at the beginning, and threw the magic weapon of Thunder Whip of the peak level of the Daluo Golden Immortal to Bai Zhanxing: "Get this to fight!"

Bai Zhanxing took it and nodded gratefully to Xiang Chen. Then he waved the Thunder God soft whip and kept whipping Bai Hao. Bai Hao's soul cursed in anger and painful manner and roared.

"You traitor, scum!"

"Damn it, stop!"

"Bai Zhanxing, you will become a public enemy of the racial disciples!"

"Ah!! Aoah--"

Of course, the magic weapon of Daluo Golden Immortal level cannot kill him, but it does not mean that it will not be painful, let alone directly whip the soul. This feels like it is countless times more painful than when my parents used willow and bamboo strips to whip the filial son when they were young.

After getting excited about Bai Hao, Bai Zhanxing stuffed the opponent's soul into the cauldron that tortured him and covered the cauldron lid.

"Thank you." Bai Zhanxing looked at Xiang Chen with great emotion at this moment.

Xiang Chen patted his shoulder: "What are the things that brothers say about this? I'm suffering, go and go back to drink."

Bai Zhanxing nodded, Xiang Chen looked at the other brothers who were fighting with the remaining brothers, and said, "Let's go!"

Everyone stopped, while the White Tiger disciples looked at Xiang Chen with extremely ugly expressions and swayed away with their own people, and then they rushed over to save Bai Hao.

The soul was beaten to pieces and was rescued by the burning black Bai Hao and roared repeatedly: "Xiang Chen, Bai Zhanxing, I will definitely kill you, I swear I will definitely kill you!"

Xiang Chen's indifferent voice came: "I have become the personal disciple of Empress Bixiao. If you are not afraid of death, come and kill me."

"What!" Bai Hao's face suddenly changed when he heard this. Has this guy become Lord Bixiao's personal disciple?

Among the three skyscrapers, the Queen Yunxiao has become a saint. Although Qiongxiao has not become a saint, she is known as a saint. The Queen Bixiao is also the top existence among the quasi-saints.

Becoming a personal disciple of any of the Three Skyscrapers means that you have three extremely powerful backers! No, not just three.

The elder sister of the Sanxiao Empress, the Lord Zhao Xuantan, was not defeated in the Jie Sect. Huanglong, Yuding, Chijing, and Taoist, the famous Zheng Sect masters were all defeated by him!

Even the entire White Tiger Clan must lower their eyebrows in front of Lord Zhao Xuantan!

Zhao Xuantan is not a disciple of the leader, but his status is higher than that of many disciples of the leader.

Moreover, because he carries great luck and can even influence others and change his fortune, this person in the vast heavens is also worshipped by ordinary celestial beings under many immortals as the God of Wealth.

When Bai Hao heard that Xiang Chen had already worshipped Sanxiao and personally passed the door wall, his heart that Bai Hao wanted to kill the other party through irregular means was immediately extinguished, and his whole body was instantly lost.

Although it is common for disciples in Jie Sect to compete fiercely and fight and kill each other, as long as you don’t kill people completely on the surface, many people behind the scenes are also completely killed by competitors of the same sect behind their backs.

But that is also for formal disciples with powerful backgrounds, and for formal disciples without backgrounds.

If Lord Bixiao’s personal disciple is killed, will the other party investigate it strictly?

This is no longer a question to think about.

On Vientiane Island.

Under the glazed dome of the main hall of Vientiane Island, more than fifty jade tables are surrounded by rings. Each table is mostly suspended at a height of three inches, and the star sand inlaid on the table flows by itself, reflecting the moon bell fairy brew into the galaxy hanging upside down.

Xiang Chen flicked his fingers lightly, and the red fruits on the twelve red fruit trees planted outside the hall flew up. The moment the red fruit fell into the wine jar, the whole hall filled with a mellow fragrance.

"This first cup--" Xiang Chen raised the bronze lord carved with the totem of the Taotao, and there was still a calm light in the wine: "The Star-Slaying Brothers escaped from the danger!"

"Respect the stars!" The long wind of red butts pestle the iron stick on the ground, shaking the wine in the glass three feet high.

When he raised his head and drank it all, the wine flowed into a stream along the golden monkey hair.

Bai Zhanxing's eyes were red. His newly condensed body was still burning with scorched marks from the fire of the tripod, and his eyes were rosy: "Brother Xiang... brothers--" The wine glass pinched by the tiger claw suddenly cracked the spider web pattern: "I, Bai Zhanxing, this life..."

"Stop!" Zhu Li got goosebumps all over his body: "Save the sour words for your future Taoist couple!"

She suddenly smiled and made a prank and threw out a Vermilion Bird tail feather and inserted it on Xiang Chen's crown: "Boss is so handsome today, and it makes Bai Hao feel relieved."

"Hahaha, yes, the boss should use that iron whip to penetrate the guy's valley door."

"Vomit - nauseous!"

Everyone was laughing and chatting, and Ao Cai suddenly turned into a dragon's right arm. His palm covered with green scales slapped towards the void, and the void of the entire main hall suddenly appeared. Nine dragons condensed from wine intertwined in the air to form four ancient demonic texts "Wuji Niu Pi".

"How about this hand dragon seal? "The young man raised his eyebrows proudly.

But Liu Ruyan's fingertips were gently hooked. When the Bingpo's sword energy passed by, all the wine dragons broke in their necks, and the dragon's head fell into it. The monkey's mouth, which was red butt and long windy, sucked it all into its mouth.

"What's this?" Xiang Chen suddenly pointed and pointed his left palm.

What flows out is not blood, but Taiyi energy that constantly changes its shape. The golden light flashes through and turns into the sun's essence fire, and the green energy rises and becomes the spiritual root of Jianmu, and finally condenses into a small figure engraved with the white tiger divine pattern.

The red-butt and Changfeng saw Jinying's eyes almost popped out: "Boss, let me do it too! Just like me, I need the Star Sea Iron Stick!"

"Is this the method of Taiyi Immortal Lord's realm? The law of one thought is transformed!"

Xiang Chen smiled but said nothing, and the phantom of the Heavenly Refining Furnace appeared in his palm. The furnace formed its own heaven and earth, the golden crow turned into the sun to patrol the sky, and Xuanwu guarded the Jiuyou. The energy of the white tiger body that everyone killed just now was refined into colorful fog, which was gushing out of the furnace mouth at this moment.

Wherever the fog passes, the wounds of the injured heal, the tired ones are refreshed, and even the cut off Zhu Li’s natal tail feather grows again.

"Let's play the game."

"Put the pot to throw the pot, block the five senses of divine thoughts and throw the pot."

"What pot to throw in? Let's play with wine."
Chapter completed!