The voice spread inside and outside the White-Clothing Door, and no one answered, because three snow-white giant swords were located inside the White-Clothing Door, and no one dared to take a step forward.

The middle-aged man in white was obviously the eldest brother of the White Clothing Sect. He frowned and was so tough that he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't lose his face in the White Clothing Sect.

But after thinking about it, he really couldn't think of any tough words that could be retaliated. He could only sigh slightly, pull out his sword and ask, "Since he is the great wizard of the Taoist sect, my Baiyi Sect has no grudges and no grudges with you, why should I break through?"

When the senior brother of the White-Yellow Sect spoke like this, most of the disciples below knew what he meant. After all, the master was still in seclusion, and the senior brother had just entered the holy realm not long ago. How could he be the opponent of Fairy Ning?

The eldest brothers all admitted their conscience. Their face was still better than the eldest brother. They immediately turned around and refused to look at the field.

The three snow-white giant swords turned slowly, without any edge, but they made everyone present feel extremely dazzling.

Ning Buer turned around and looked at Guo Xiaojiu's face. He felt very uncomfortable, and became even more angry: "Today I went into the mountain and came to visit the Baiyi Gate just to save lives. You can vacate me and ask me to go down the mountain. Why is this?"

The sharp strokes made many disciples of the White Clothing Sect who had never understood them all fall on the elder brother of the White Clothing Sect.

There are indeed disciples who know that this is true, so no one comes forward to argue. The disciples of Baiyi Sect have been carefully screened by Bai Letian. There will definitely be no evildoers with extremely poor character who can stay in the mountain for so long.

The eldest brother of Baiyimen is not a bad person, but he should repay his kindness. In addition to repaying his master Bai Letian, he naturally has the kindness of others.

Since he agreed, he should do it today, so he had nothing to say, so he could only frown and look at the figure of the woman in the distance. After a long time, he suddenly said: "He can't save him."

Before Ning Buer could ask, the other disciples had already asked.

"Senior Brother, why is this?"

"My master is in seclusion. I said I can't save you, but I can't save you. If the master knows, I will punish you, and it has nothing to do with all the junior brothers." The senior brother of Baiyimen replied.

Therefore, these disciples could not speak more. After all, they were still disciples of the White Clothing Sect and they would definitely not be able to go to outsiders.

Of course, they would not stop this matter today, not because they were jealous or envious of the elder brother for being able to take charge of the rights of the Baiyi Sect, but because they were really just like what Bai Letian said back then.

In this white-clothed door, there are countless like him, but he is the only one who can fight like him!

Most of these disciples have the strength of the second and third level realms. First-class realms are rare and pitiful. When they enter the holy realm, there is no one else except the senior brother of the Baiyi Sect and Bai Letian.

The senior brother of the Baiyimen Sect could only grit his teeth and walked forward a few steps, went down the steps, stood under the hall, and looked at Ning Buer's figure in the distance.

Ning Buer didn't speak anymore. In the past, she was unreasonable. Today she was reasonable to others, but others refused to reason with her, so she was naturally very angry. If she hadn't known that she had eyes, she had been watching her since she stepped into the White Clothes Gate, and with Guo Xiaojiu's life, she had actually fallen on the White Clothes Gate, she didn't mind, and used the three snow-white giant swords to level his unreasonable White Clothes Gate.

"I'll ask Fairy Ning, let's go down the mountain now." The senior brother of the White-Yellow Sect was indeed a little panicked when he looked at the three snow-white giant swords, but at this time, he must not retreat. If he takes a step back, he will lose all his efforts.

The three giant swords had not moved at all, and Ning Buer had not moved at all. She thought silently in her heart that apart from the past half day, there were still five and a half days. If she was really angry and went down the mountain, what would he do?

She was very worried about whether to take action or continue to stalemate, but she was really angry.

"Fairy Ning, why haven't you moved yet?" Seeing Ning Buer seemingly relaxed, not as if he was going to fight against the White-Yimen Sect head-on. The senior brother of the White-Yimen Sect had some confidence in speaking.

Faced with the questioning of the senior brother of the Baiyi Sect, Ning Buer finally pursed his white lips and raised his head, his eyes full of determination.

Since someone wants to test her bottom line, she will let her take a look.

So, as Ning Buer raised his head, three snow-white giant swords also raised their heads, and they were like three snow-white giant pythons, hovering inside the White Clothing Gate. Between them, there was already a stream of cold air, covering the White Clothing Gate.

Ning Buer did not kill anyone, but just controlled three giant swords and cut off countless ice tiles hanging upside the eaves, making a series of crisp sounds, which seemed scary, but just scary.

The senior brother of the Baiyimen was so scared that he saw three giant swords floating over his head. He hurriedly reached out and blocked his head with the sword, but fortunately it did not fall, but sweat had already covered his chest and back.

The work of this fairy Ning Buering Ning is really extraordinary. Even if it is worse than their master, it is more than enough to deal with them.

"Stop, Fairy Ning, don't insult my face in Baiyi Sect. Don't report the matter to the master at that time, and the master will not save him. I think you can do anything else?" The senior brother of Baiyi Sect threatened.

After hearing the words of this senior brother, Ning Buer became even more angry and decided to give this guy some pain. When Bai Letian came out of seclusion, Guo Xiaojiu's body would probably turn into bones.

So, a snow-white giant sword swirled in the air and was about to fall into the air. If this sword was put into practice, it would definitely smash the head of the senior brother of the White-Yuyimen Sect.

Just as the giant sword was less than three feet above the senior brother, a child in white, who looked about eight or nine years old, hurriedly rushed out of the hall with a short sword in his arms.

He didn't dare to stop at all and hurriedly said, "Fairy Ning, stop, my senior brother, let me take you to see him."

The two giant swords that were originally hovering in the white-clothed door slowly stopped and returned to the air without any extra movement.

However, the one that was still on the head of the senior brother of the White-Yellow Sect did not stop completely and was still falling.

"Stop, stop, save, Master said he wants to save." The senior brother of Baiyimen hurriedly closed his eyes, held his head with both hands, and did not look at it anymore, as if in the next moment, he would be smashed into a ball of meat paste by the giant sword.

"Bang!" The giant sword fell in front of the senior brother of the White-Yellow Sect, making a dull sound, shattering into a ball.

After a long time, I felt that I was not seriously injured. The senior brother of the White Clothing Sect dared to open his eyes and take a look. Then he saw the shattering of the giant sword in front of him.

He immediately patted his chest and sat on the ground, which really scared him.

At this time, Ning Buer had already walked past the senior brother of the White-Yellow Sect with Guo Xiaojiu on his back and climbed the steps step by step.

The child in white nodded at Ning Buer, looking very much like a little adult. Even the disciples of the white-clothed sect around him became respectful after seeing the child.

"Fairy Ning, today's incident is wrong with my White-Yimen Sect. Please don't take it to heart." The white-Yimen Sect's answer was also very polite, not like what he should have said at his age.

He also nodded to the child in white. Ning Buer was sure that he had heard it correctly. This little guy actually called Senior Brother Bai Letian? When did this senior have such a junior brother?

Of course she wouldn't ask, standing next to the child, waiting for him to guide her next.

"Well, Fairy Ning, follow me." The child in white said, turning around. He was sure that Ning Buer could not see his expression, and immediately showed a smile, a very fulfilling smile.

But when I crossed the threshold of the hall, I didn’t know whether to step on my left or right foot first. Anyway, my raised foot was tripped into the hall before it even fell.

This child who seemed to have won the victory and was proud of his appearance immediately changed his face and cried out with a "wow".

"Junior brother, didn't you tell you that you should step on your left foot first." A playful voice came from the depths of the hall, or deeper.

"Bad, you lied to me. You clearly said that you took your right foot first, but now you have become the left foot first." The child defended.

Many white-clothed disciples outside the hall shook their heads quickly. Their master is really childlike.

"Okay, okay, junior brother, just bring Fairy Ning over here quickly. After all, saving people is important."

"Hmph!" The child wiped his tears, as if he knew the severity of the matter, hurriedly got up, nodded at Ning Buer, and then continued to walk deep into the hall.
Chapter completed!