It is obviously a war that is about to begin, but it actually gives people a strange beauty.

"The strongest casual cultivator of the younger generation of Wuxuan County, Baimei, is indeed well-known."

Among the crowd, a monk with obvious knowledge sighed.

The rest of the people then remembered the identity of the strange young monk. Among the younger generation of Wuxuan County, there were leaders between the sects and the casual cultivators who practiced alone.

The sect's children are naturally the five types of immortal sects, and among the casual cultivators, this young man with white eyebrows is the one who stands out.

What was unexpected was that this person was targeting the identity of the true disciple of the Demon Blood Sword Sect Master.

If Mr. Baimei really worshipped the Demon Blood Sword Sect Master as his master, with his qualifications, he might threaten the position of Tian Guangdao as his sect master.

"snort!"

In the dark, a cold snor with a strong murderous intent came out.

Before Tian Guangdao was invisible in the dark, he did something, and a response from Wangxue Mountain was stunned by the audience.

"Damn sissy, come up now if you have the affair."

Boom!

Just four words, it slapped hard on the face of the Baimei Young Master.

Every word made the heart beat violently by Baimei.

The violent murderous intent surging out could almost overwhelm his reason.

Although he is a casual cultivator, who dares to underestimate him since his debut?

Even those disciples from major sects dare not insult him like this.

Unexpectedly, in this rustic place, he was called out by a sect leader of the eight-class immortal sect.

shame!

A huge shame!

The young master Baimei felt anger in his heart filled his limbs and bones, like a volcano about to erupt.

In the end, he still held back. His emphasis on his reputation made him angry.

"Oh, this guy is quite tolerant."
Chapter completed!