Whitey raised its hand and scratched its round head. Its mechanical eyes emitted a dazzling golden light.
His mechanical eyes burst into a dazzling golden light as he looked at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang put his hands behind his back, looked at Xiao Bai in the dark, and could not help but nod.
Xiao Chen raised his hand and patted Little White's round belly. The feedback he received was not as cold as before. Instead, it felt a little warm.
Xiao Bai scratched his head.
Bu Fang looked at Xiao Bai and felt that Xiao Bai seemed to have gained a little more humanity.
It was a familiar feeling and aura.
'Xiao Bai … is finally back!'
…
Wushuang stood in the sky, one man and one sword.
As a sword immortal, his fighting prowess was extraordinary, and the last thing he was afraid of was numbers.
In the distance …
Many immortals were approaching from the void.
The light that burst out of the restaurant became more and more obvious, as if it was going to break through the sky and shatter the clouds!
The immortals were getting more and more excited.
This level of light was the light that could help one attain the Dao!
It seemed to be on par with the ten great divine artifacts of the Primitive Universe!
How could they give up such an opportunity?
Several half-step Saints could not help but attack. Powerful fluctuations of magic power swept through heaven and earth.
All kinds of magic treasures fell from the sky.
Wushuang, on the other hand, was fearless. Holding an iron sword, he swung it back.
A terrible sword intent soared into the sky.
It collided with the magic treasures of many immortals!
Although Bu Fang had said that a little energy would leak in the process of resurrecting his old friend, the leakage of this light was not just a little.
However, Wushuang did not care.
Since His Excellency had asked him to guard the restaurant, he would not let these people step into the restaurant even if he had to die!
The Half-Saint experts emerged together in midair, and all of them had shocked expressions on their faces!
A half-step Saint sword immortal was indeed terrifying!
One man and one sword actually rendered them helpless!
Some of the magic treasures were even cut in half by Wushuang's sword.
The mortals below were all dumbfounded. This kind of aura, this kind of aura, this kind of aura of one person against ten thousand immortals, was simply too cool!
Some of the veteran half-step Saints flew into a rage out of humiliation. Wushuang had only stepped into the Dao for a few hundred years, yet he was able to block the joint attack of so many half-step Saints.
However, when he thought about how Wushuang had followed that man for 500 years, it made sense.
However, that man had already passed away.
They would not hand over the opportunity to Wushuang just like that!
They hoped to use this opportunity to become a Saint of the Great Path, so how could they give up so easily?
"Fight!"
A huge bronze cauldron appeared in the sky and smashed down toward Wushuang.
Around the cauldron, all kinds of magical treasures floated and sank, forming a terrifying array. As the array trembled, energy blasted at Wushuang, causing the restaurant's array to glow with colorful light.
Wushuang sneered.
Holding the sword, he performed the sword technique.
He danced alone in the void.
His sword was not the kind of sword that swung with great force. Instead, it was a soft sword. As he swung it, it was as if emotions were bursting forth from within.
As he danced with his sword, he sang a sword song.
At this moment, Wushuang's aura kept rising.
It was as if he had broken through to the level of a Saint of the Great Path. The terrible fighting prowess of a sword immortal was brought out by him to the extreme!
Rumble!
The bronze cauldron was cut in half by the sword.
The immortal controlling the bronze cauldron coughed up blood and flew backward, his face pale and unsightly.
Many magical treasures were destroyed by the sword energy.
One slash after another …
It was extremely powerful.
"Wushuang's Seven Emotions Sword Song!"
One of the half-step Saints said with a serious face.
Wushuang held the sword and said indifferently, "Get out of here."
The faces of the other half-step Saints turned unsightly.
The immortals who were watching secretly sucked in their breaths.
The mortals down below roared with excitement. "He's so cool!
Sword God Dugu defeated all the immortals with one sword! "
Suddenly …
Wushuang frowned.
He looked into the distance.
"There …"
Immortal energy swirled around him.
A golden staff fell from the sky.
Beams of golden light burst out of it.
A Buddha's head emerged, radiating dazzling golden light.
Wushuang narrowed his eyes.
"The Buddha of a Saint of the Great Path …"
'Did he attract a Saint of the Great Path after all?'
Wushuang took a deep breath, but he did not find it strange.
'After all …
It's not surprising that something made by His Excellency has attracted a Saint of the Great Path! '
"Benefactor … Let me have a look. If the treasure is not mine, I'll leave immediately …"
The Buddha said with a smile.
When the Buddha smiled, he looked charmingly naive.
However, Wushuang was too lazy to pay attention to him.
This was what the Buddha meant. If it was fated, he would take it … How could there be such a good thing?
"If you want me to let you have it, you'll have to ask my sword first …"
Wushuang bowed his head and said indifferently.
Sword intent erupted from his body, turned into a peerless sword, and went straight for the Buddha.
The Buddha was a Saint of the Great Path, so Wushuang did not dare to be careless.
Although he was a sword immortal, the strength of a Saint of the Great Path was very terrifying, so he had to go all out.
"In that case … I'll have to offend you."
The Buddha smiled and shook his head.
Then, he performed a Buddhist incantation gesture and threw it at Wushuang.
Wushuang gripped the sword and slashed it out.
In the boundless starry sky outside Planet Immortality, many terrifying auras were watching.
There was no doubt that the light had already alarmed the Primitive Universe.
The Buddha's incantation gesture collided with the sword light.
Wushuang gave a muffled snort, and his indomitable sword intent was forced to a halt.
However, he was fearless. He laughed, sang a sword song, and danced with his sword in the starry sky.
Every strike was filled with unparalleled emotions, and within those emotions was a killing intent that filled the sky!
The sword moved like a dragon.
Although the Buddha was a Saint of the Great Path, he was suppressed.
Frowning, Wushuang held the golden staff in his hand. The golden rings on the staff collided with each other, producing a tinkling sound.
Rumble!
The sword energy and the Buddha's light collided in midair, causing explosions!
Wushuang felt extremely strained.
Rumble!
All of a sudden …
Outside Planet Immortality, another expert made a move!
He was also a Saint of the Great Path, and his terrible aura blotted out the sky.
This time, it was a Daoist. Sitting cross-legged in the starry sky, his eyes gleaming, he threw out a huge hand that blotted out the sky.
Wushuang roared and slashed at the hand with his sword.
Bam!
His body suddenly trembled violently, causing his Qi and blood to rumble.
However …
This was not the end.
He seemed to have sensed Wushuang's limit.
Outside the starry sky, another expert made a move.
A spear tore through the sky and went straight for Wushuang's chest.
It was a barbarian clad in animal skin, his eyes gleaming.
On Planet Immortality, the mortals were forced to kneel on the ground, not daring to move at all.
The pressure was too great.
When immortals fought, they could only watch in fear.
Wushuang was forced to retreat.
His iron sword was as red as a soldering iron.
The magic power of a Saint of the Great Path hit him so hard that it seemed to be on the verge of breaking!
Crack!
A line spread across the iron sword.
Then, a boom rang out!
In Wushuang's eyes, the iron sword cracked in an instant!
Rumble!
The Buddha, the Daoist, and the barbarian landed on Planet Immortality at the same time.
They rushed madly toward the treasure light.
All the auspicious signs were dispersed.
The three of them attacked at the same time.
Their terrible auras suppressed the sky!
Wushuang's eyes narrowed.
"Get lost!"
He turned into a sword and slashed out.
Suddenly …
A thin figure appeared beside him.
He pressed his shoulder.
"It's all right … It's over."
Bu Fang appeared and said lightly.
Wushuang paused, then a look of joy came over his face as he looked at Bu Fang.
'His Excellency is here. Everything will be fine!'
Bu Fang glanced at the broken iron sword.
He raised his hand.
The fragments of the iron sword fell into Bu Fang's hand.
He raised his hand.
The Source of Stars fell into his hand.
"Good. There's still a little bit left. I can help you repair the iron sword."
Bu Fang said.
His mental force spread like a spring breeze.
Soon …
The iron sword was restored to its original state. It was still an ordinary iron sword.
However, there seemed to be a strange feeling in it.
When Wushuang held it, he felt a dependence in the depths of his soul.
It was the resonance of the Emotional Path!
The resonance of Wushuang's Seven Emotions Sword Path and the Emotional Path!
"Your Excellency … What about them …"
Wushuang said, holding the iron sword.
"It doesn't matter … Let's wait and see.
This is a good opportunity for an old friend to practice. "
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched. There seemed to be a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
That gave Wushuang pause.
Rumble!
The Buddha, the Daoist, and the barbarian approached the restaurant.
They raised their hands, trying to grab the spot where the light was coming from.
Suddenly …
The door of the restaurant was pushed open.
"Hmm?"
The three of them froze.
A huge figure walked out of the restaurant.
Xiao Bai appeared with a round head and a round belly. His golden mechanical eyes swiveled as he stared at the three experts in midair.
He did not seem to have any aura of magic power.
"What is this?"
The three experts paused.
"Who cares what he is? Let's beat him up!"
The barbarian grabbed the spear and threw it at Xiao Bai.
The terrifying sound of something tearing through the air emitted a violent sound.
A Saint of the Great Path was quite terrifying.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes flashed.
He raised his hand.
Then, his huge palm grabbed the spear.
There was a cracking sound.
The spear was crushed by Xiao Bai.
"Huh?"
The Buddha, the Daoist, and the barbarian were shocked.
The barbarian's eyes burned like torches.
All of a sudden …
There was a flash of light.
Whitey's body disappeared on the spot.
When he reappeared …
He landed in front of the three experts.
"You …"
The barbarian was shocked.
He threw a punch. This punch was powerful and heavy, and the terrifying fluctuations almost caused the void to collapse!
Bam!
However …
The punch hit Xiao Bai's huge palm, but it did not cause any ripples.
Terrifying!
Unfathomable!
The barbarian was shocked. He stared at Xiao Bai.
All of a sudden …
His pupils constricted as if he had thought of something.
"You … You're an iron puppet …"
Boom!
Xiao Bai slapped him in the face. The barbarian was stunned and swallowed the words he was about to say.
Rip!
The animal skin was torn.
The barbarian's body was exposed to the void just like that.
The mortals below let out cries of surprise …
The corner of Wushuang's mouth twitched.
In the distance …
The Buddha and the Daoist were also shocked.
The more they looked at Xiao Bai, the more familiar they felt.
The sense of familiarity that enveloped their hearts made their hearts throb.
It was as if they had thought of something terrible.
The Buddha grabbed his staff and was about to retreat.
The Daoist also flew away.
However …
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes swept over.
With a sweep of his fan-like palm, he directly pulled the two of them back …
"Troublemakers will be stripped as an example to others!"
Xiao Bai said.
His voice was no longer as mechanical and cold as before.
On the contrary … there was a sense of rhythm to the music.
'What the f * ck?!'
The Daoist was shocked. He had a bad feeling.
Rip!
The Daoist robe, which was an immortal artifact, was torn to pieces.
The Buddha was the same. He watched in despair as his robe was torn to pieces and floated in the air.
The Crazy Clothes-Stripping Demon!
He was back!
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