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Chapter 63: Declining

Just when Xue Shaoliang and Wen Chuyao were discussing how to deal with the Butian.

Bu Tian sat on the bed with his eyes closed, his entire body shining with a soft white light, his body trembling suddenly, and a touch of ecstasy flashed across his face.

A feeling that had never been seen before filled the body, very comfortable.

"Well..."

Opening his eyes and exhaling, his body looked like the wind and nothing at this moment, and there was a feeling of melting into the world.

"The Innate Fifth Turning, combat strength has been strengthened."

Bu Tian smiled slightly, got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, a servant came to report: "Young master, there are over a dozen disciples waiting for you outside, planning to ..."

Before he finished speaking, Butian interrupted mercilessly: "You go, tell these people, just tell them that I don't plan to accept people, let them go back and forth there!"

After speaking, he lifted his leg and walked out.

The servant froze on the spot, feeling his mind bewildered.

The others became young masters, and they could not wait for all the potential disciples in Lingjue Tianzong to take shelter.

So that after becoming the head in the future, he would have his own team.

But when he reached the Butian, he did not even plan to form his own team, so what kind of young head would he be alright?

After thinking about it for a long time, I did not think about what Butian would do, but the maid could only bite the bullet and deliver the news.

He could actually imagine that when the Butian decree was issued, it would definitely be another huge earthquake.

Foreign aid, support from disciples in the clan, and financial resources at hand.

These are the three elements that determine whether a young leader can be a leader.

But now Bu Tian had nothing but foreign aid power in his hands.

And now I don't even plan to form a team.

If this continued, no matter how strong the potential of the Butian was, no elder would choose him as the head.

After all, the leader not only had strong combat power, but also had to be able to manage Lingjue Tianzong.

If not, just prepare the ring, and whoever wins will be the head. Why so complicated?

At this moment, Butian had contacted Jianyi and Xiaoyi, asking them to wait for him at the foot of Lingjuetianzong mountain, planning to take them up the mountain.

For the disciples in the Ling Jue Tian Sect who wanted to join him, Bu Tian had never planned to accept it.

Let's not talk about the fact that these people joined forces for profit, and just talk about the question of loyalty, Bu Tian would not believe it at all.

His future battlefield would not be this low-level world, and the true Gods Domain, where there were gods waiting for him.

Against these gods, Bu Tian did not dare to be careless, they were all old monsters that had lived for countless years.

Who knew if there was a bit of negligence, what would happen next?

Therefore, in order not to make mistakes later on, Butian has to start from now on and start coaching his own team, and that is still better than less.

Just as the Butian walked out of the Lingjue Tianzong gate and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Xue Shaoliang had received the news and hurriedly discussed with Wen Chuyao.

In a short moment, dozens of dark shadows emerged from the mountain where Xue Shaoliang was, and dashed towards Ling Jue Tianzong's feet.

When Bu Tian came to the foot of the mountain and saw Jian Yi and Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi choked his mouth and threw into Bu Tian's embrace, saying sadly: "Bad master, you are, it was really bad to contact us for so long. . "

"Haha ..." Butian touched Xiaoyi's head and said with a smile: "This time is mine. Next time, we should contact our Xiaoyi as soon as possible."

Suddenly, Jian Yi's dark eyes exploded into an inexplicable chill, and he suddenly raised his head, and saw dozens of black-clothed people surrounding the three.

"ABout..."

The long sword suddenly came out from its sheath, and its figure rushed in front of Bu Tian, protecting Bu Tian behind him, looking around, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"I was ordered to take the life of Boutian's dog!" a leader in black clothes said grimly.

"Excreate..."

As soon as the sound fell, a sharp sound of wind shattering rang out, dozens of sword shadows cut through the air, wiping out sparks.

"If you want to kill his master, let me all die!"

Jian's face turned cold, and the innate energy in his body gushed out, rushing towards the man in black with a brash attitude.

The figure looked like a gentle breeze, and fluttered like a butterfly, walking forward in the relaxed courtyard.

The prediction was precise at all times, avoiding the dense attacks of black men in a dangerous and dangerous way.

After seeing this, Xiao Yi said anxiously: "Master, is it alright for Brother Jian Yi to fight so many people?"

"Jian Yi now has an innate Rank 6 cultivation base, plus the Flash of Light and Shadow, the Jue Sword King, Ming Wang Jiu Xuanlu that I gave him, these people with the highest Innate Rank 7 had yet to be Jian Yi's opponent."

Butian curled his mouth, Jian Yi was trained by him with great difficulty, if it was managed by this group of young people, then he would not need to go to the God Domain, just go home to bathe and sleep!

Hearing this, Xiao Yi's worries gradually calmed down, and he knew how strong Bu Tian was.

Since Bouten said it was okay, it must have been fine.

"Don..."

At this moment, the dodging sword suddenly raised its hand, and the sword light kept flashing.

The tip of his sword was pierced with a hint of cold light, just like little Momei in the winter world, piercing the black-clothed man with the sharpest posture.

Sword drawing, draw sword.

A gentle breeze blew blood on the Falling Sword One sword, and the black man's heart started to cool.

Butian is a pervert, the cultivation base of the innate 4th rendition completely defeats the innate 7th rendition, this is something that everyone knows.

But now this subordinate named Bu Tian was the master of this kind of monster, whether it was an agile figure or a sword skill made people despair.

After a while, the people in black clothes involuntarily dripped sweat on their foreheads. In that short amount of time, half of them were annihilated by Sword One.

And now it was just a sword shot, and there was Bu Tian, a pervert by the side, who did not move.

They really could not imagine that more than forty people were sent out collectively, and the number of Innate Seventh Rankers was as high as thirteen, and the lowest was the cultivation base of Innate Five Rankers.

But with this kind of combat power capable of destroying a medium-sized army on the ground, in the end, even the Butian retinue could not be defeated.

Looking at the sword dancing sword, the man in black felt like a sharp sword was piercing his heart. The sudden sword light left everyone fascinated and cold.

"Jian Yi, the time has been delayed long enough, we must go up the mountain, quickly finish." Buty said a little impatiently.

Hearing this, Jian Yi's dark eyes were filled with an inexplicable chill, and he replied: "Yes, sir!"

As soon as the sound fell, the speed of the long sword waving in the sword hand accelerated again, and the sword light caused a cold wave in the hearts of those who were still alive in black.

After a while, the sound of the sword stopped, and Jian Yi stood quietly in a pool of blood, with dozens of black-clothed dead people lying at his feet.

Seeing this, Butian nodded in satisfaction, and said softly: "It's late, let's go up the mountain!"

"Sir, do you know who this is?" Xiaoyi asked curiously.

"In addition to the people sent by Xue Shaoliang, who else was there."

Bu Tian smiled disdainfully, took Xiaoyi's small hand, and walked towards the mountain peak, Jian Yi hurriedly followed ...