New White Snake Asking Immortals

Mountain rain urging, lightning and thunder.

In the middle of the sky, a Jindan master stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently admiring his subordinates who slaughtered the black market. Although there are rules about not selling in the black market in various places, then why does the Demon Gate ever care about the rules?

"The ants dare to take action against the holy religion, and they are looking for death."

More than a dozen demon sect disciples in the foundation building period chased and killed those low-level casual cultivators in the black market in the rain, acting recklessly like ferocious beasts playing with their prey.

Jindan Moxiu looked up at the sky.

"Strange, why is the rain getting bigger and bigger, the thunder"

rumbling

The thunder almost exploded in his ears, which startled him a lot. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure appearing behind him in an instant, not to be attacked by the enemy.

His back was tense and his scalp was numb, as if he was being watched by a beast, and he dodged to the side in a crisis.

call

A sharp blade glowing with cold light almost fell from Jindan Moxiu's eyes, touching the tip of his nose, time seemed to freeze, he could smell the metallic smell of the sharp blade, cut through the air and swept past his nose and belly

It's a pity that he didn't hack him to death with a single knife. It can only be said that everyone's vigilance is different.

Wearing armor, Bai Yu continued to perform chopping, slashing and stabbing with swordsmanship, sending out several attacks in a short period of time.

The two shadows in the rainy sky were fighting, and the occasionally leaked sword light cut off several Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators in an instant, and the Demon Sect disciples who had acted fiercely just now fled in all directions, but they died soon.

In the sky, the fist mixed with rainwater hit Jindan Moxiu's mouth, the rain shook and dispersed into water vapor, Moxiu gritted his teeth.

The black-armored man swung his fist violently, but missed, the fist stretched and turned into a palm, like a knife slashing at Jindan Moxiu's neck, at an extremely fast speed, as if the rain stopped still, the palm knife slashed the neck

The sound of cracking bones was very ear-piercing.

"Well"

The black-armored man threw flying water drops and was still attacking fiercely, chopping with knives, punching and kicking. It has become a state of perfection.

"Who are you and why are you against my Holy Cult"

"I should ask you this."

Hengdao pinned the opponent's weapon like a wheel blade, and with a strong shock, Hengdao flew away with the magic repair weapon. Now it's all right, Bai Yu has never been afraid of anyone with bare hands, and it's time to display the black armor's combat power.

His fist passed through the rain and hit Moxiu's stomach, and another punch hit his chin. Bai Yu kept punching him into various shapes.

On the ground, a disciple of the demon sect lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Whoosh

He was surprised to see that the normally flamboyant Elder Jin Dan fell down, splashed muddy water and trembled, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he was coughing up blood non-stop.

The rain fell on the ground, and Jindan Moxiu remembered in a trance that he hadn't been in the rain for a long time.

The water was very cold, wet and uncomfortable, and the mud gave off an earthy smell. It felt like my bones were broken and I couldn't move. There seemed to be a living little boy in front of me. He buried his head in the mud and killed him.

boom

The black-armored man landed on the ground, the huge force shook the ground and the rain splashed, and the black-armored leather boots stepped out of the deep pit

Jindan Moxiu wanted to run, but his arms and legs were all broken, the bones were exposed, and the bloody wound was full of mud and dirt. Now he is like a stray dog ​​that was beaten and killed.

The sound of armor rubbing was getting closer, and the man in black armor walked up to him.

The miserable demon on the ground still had the strength to turn over. He lay on his head in the human-shaped pit and looked at the black armored man. He needed time to wait for his body to recover from his injuries. With the strength of the demon, he still had the power to fight.

Bai Yu stepped on the mouth of the magician and pressed it into the mud.

"I heard that you satirized others as ants before, please say it again, you have to be careless." Bai Yu sneered coldly.

"cough cough"

He spat out a mouthful of mud, broke several ribs, and lay on his back. The rainwater hit his face, which was cold and itchy.

"Wait, Holy Church avenges me"

"as you wish."

With a sudden kick, Jindan Moxiu was trampled into a shrimp shape, and then he punched down hard

so much strength

The Golden Core Moxiu, who had been accumulating demonic energy, was dizzy from the shock. She vaguely felt that her teeth had fallen out and her cheekbones seemed to be broken. How could her strength be stronger than that of demonic skills?

Jindanqi Moxiu, who punched three times in a row, was covered in blood.

I can't stand up anymore.

Stretching out his hand, the horizontal knife flew back to the palm of his hand with a whoosh. Bai Yu stood beside the human-shaped pit and waited for the dizzy Mo Xiu to get up. He couldn't stand up and could only forcefully kneel on the ground with his hands on his hands. His nostrils and mouth continued to bleed, and he fell into the mud diffusion.

Bai Yu staggered her front and rear feet, stood up straight, held the knife in both hands above her head, and performed a standard executioner's beheading action. The demon kneeling in front of her looked like a prisoner before execution.

Rainwater hit the horizontal knife and flowed down the blade.

Many low-level monks hid in various places and watched this scene from a distance. Today, an unattainable Jindan master will be beheaded, just like the official vegetable market.

The sharp blade moves

Throwing out a string of water droplets and chopping down vigorously, the light of the knife flashed, and when it stopped, the tip of the knife had touched the muddy water on the ground.

very quiet.

The head of the Jindan magic cultivator was still on his neck, his face was terrified, and there was a circle of small bloodstains on his neck. He reached out to hold his head, but the touch caused the head to move smoothly and fall off.

The demon disciple who was pretending to be dead on the opposite side pressed his face into the muddy water tremblingly.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Bai Yu put away the storage bag and lifted his feet to leave. When he passed by the Moxiu who had crashed to death, he paused, touched the handle of the knife with his fingers, but did not draw the knife.

"There is no future in this line of work, so change your line of work."

Lifting his feet and leaving, the young demon disciple who was trembling and pretending to be dead looked up and saw the man in black armor hiding in the rain, not far in front of him there were still eyes staring at him with dull eyes, and he escaped with his life. He cried and wailed loudly cry

The ordinary casual cultivators who survived were full of admiration for the Heijia man, and they discussed when such an expert appeared in the practice world.

Bai Yu returns to the teahouse.

Old Huixian felt that there was a demon who paid for it anyway, so he simply ordered another pot of tea. Before he finished drinking, the snake demon came back, but his body seemed to be stained with blood, and he was very sensitive to this taste as he practiced Buddhism intensively.

Seeing tea in the teapot, grab it and pour it into your mouth

"Poof hot"

"Bai benefactor, you are impatient, so be calm."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yu held the teapot in his hand and cast a spell to cool the tea, drank it all in one gulp, and even ate the tea leaves in one gulp, until he turned the teapot upside down until there was no drop of tea.

The rain stopped outside the window, and a light mist rose just after the rain, and the smell of soil was very strong.

It was cold after the rain, there were countless pedestrians on the street, and the little stone was sleeping sweetly. The cobra looked at Bai Yu and hoped that he could feed him some roast goose and chicken. Maybe it was the only non-vegetarian existence in Zhuquan Temple.

The street was filled with the smell of pack horses, cattle and sheep, and behind the caravan, the most terrifying combination in the world was on their way with their bags on their backs.

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