New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun took two steps back.

On the other hand, the monk Luo Han took six or seven steps back in disbelief. It was only at this time that he remembered that there are many monsters that are famous for their outstanding physique. The monsters he encountered in the past were either too weak or not based on strength. It's a monster that is based on power, it's not easy to handle...

But the monk Arhat couldn't stand the arrogance of the evildoer, so he roared and waved his crescent shovel again.

However, he was greeted by three ferocious water snakes. The water snakes formed by the condensed rain wrapped around the monk at a tricky angle. The crescent shovel smashed one of them, and the other two were smashed by his fist!

Bai Yujun once again condensed the interference of water snakes, raised the horizontal knife and slashed violently, the knife was fierce...

The monk Luohan did not dare to hold up the crescent shovel to resist, and the impact of the swordsmen was deafening.

Regardless of whether it was a human being, both sides took a tough path, but the magic that Bai Yujun occasionally displayed made the monk a lot of trouble, and the effect of double cultivation of magic and combat skills was surprisingly good.

The villagers of Wangjiaji hid in their homes and peeked from afar. They had never seen the world before. They felt like they were watching a fight between gods. She is also a cultivator? I remember selling oil-paper umbrellas.

In a certain house, Huixian lamented that the monsters are getting more and more powerful these years. Not only can they fight, but they are also proficient in taking care of pregnant women and building mountains and lakes.

Xiao Shishi waved his small fists and shouted slogans such as Sister Tiger Cheer from time to time. In his opinion, he would help whoever he knew well.

Looking at the fight at the village entrance, Bai Yujun has the upper hand.

Thinking that back then, in the Southern Wilderness, he had a sturdy record of one-on-one battles. Although the monk Luohan was not bad, he was completely suppressed by Bai Yujun, and his due combat power was not effective. Especially in the wind and rain, he seemed to be stuck all over his body. Every movement has to face great resistance.

Bai Yujun slashed with a knife!

The sharp horizontal knife took the rain to look at the monk Luo Han, and with a bang, the rain was scattered, and then he swung the knife and slashed again!

The raindrops fell, and then converged into a horizontal knife and stabbed at the target. It was endless. The monk Luohan had no choice but to find that he was not the opponent of the monster, especially fighting against this monster was like fighting against one world.

Bai Yujun is pouring water...

Killing him is not very useful, it is better to let him go and tell others that Wangjiaji is entrenched by evil spirits. In this way, in the future, Wangjiaji will be regarded as a den of monsters at most, and people who search for generals will not waste time here, as long as They won't come to Wangjiaji for a day unless they find a general and handsome star. It is very important to subdue demons and demons, but for those who value their interests, the people who are chosen by heaven are the most important.

From the ground to the air, the tinkling light flickered.

Swinging a knife, punching, and kicking, Bai Yujun's attacks continued to hit Luohan monks. Although there were exercises such as the Vajra cover to protect his body, he couldn't stand the initiative.

The special structure of the snake's muscles can make the whole body hit, and the attack force is unimaginable.

Today, even an instant burst of attack talent is useless.

The sword light flickered, and a strong figure flew upside down and fell to the ground before taking a dozen steps back to stand firm, his feet almost sinking into the soil.

It's raining more...

In the air, Bai Yujun raised the horizontal knife obliquely with an indifferent expression, raindrops avoided automatically, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

This time, the monk Arhat did not come forward again, and the bleeding was stopped from a not very deep wound on his chest.

In fact, he can actually open his stomach, but in the end Bai Yujun deliberately tilted it.

Three zhang-long water snakes were flying and circling around him, full of immortal energy, as if warning the Arhat monk Hugh to keep messing around.

"You can't beat me, and it's hard for me to kill you. Let's go, Quan Dang has never been here before." Bai Yujun said lightly.

The Arhat monk was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

Silence for a long time.

"Humph!"

He snorted heavily and turned to leave. He would be ashamed if he was slack today, but at least he could tell the difference between the task and the personal grievance after finding the general.

The figure suspended in the rain curtain slowly fell back to the lake, put away the horizontal knife and opened the oil-paper umbrella.

Looking at the retreating back, he sneered...

No matter whether the Arhat monk is looking for the general star, as long as the news that the Wangjiaji has a big monster is spread out, according to common sense, how could a person who is chosen by heaven be born in the place where the big monster is entrenched, this is the best way at present, Dark under the lights.

Holding an umbrella and following the path Shi Shiran returned to the courtyard.

Zhang Wan and others looked at Bai Yujun with a little panic. They all saw the fight just now, so it was all immortal methods. Zhang Wan was happy that the child in her belly was born with extraordinary destiny, but she was worried about causing trouble. She only hoped that her Children can grow up safely.

"Miss Bai, are you...really a fairy?" Mother Zhang asked nervously.

Bai Yujun thought about it.

"It's working on it, not yet."

After saying that, I went straight back to the house. It would be better to sleep if I had nothing to do on a rainy day.

The mother and son looked at each other...

Something happened in the village.

It turned out that the girl who lived in Widow Zhang's house was actually a cultivator, and she had a fight with a big monk who was stronger than a cow.

First, the landslides and rivers poured into the river, and then there were fights between immortals. The eight generations of ancestors had never seen things that had never been seen before, and the villagers also had discussions.

In fact, that monk spread the truth about the existence of the monster in Wangjiaji. He had urgent tasks and no time to waste. He still had serious things to do, so he hoped that other monks would get rid of the monster after the news spread. Arhat monk went to investigate, so it was marked as checked.

The government is going to deal with the big demon entrenched in Wangjiaji, but after learning that it is a demon beast in the demon core stage, it has never mentioned the matter of exterminating the demon...

The local area is reporting that a big monster hit the mountain, and no one was injured.

Officials think that the local people are sick, and the monsters will slam into the mountains, but they have not hit your house, and they have never heard of anyone being eaten. Even chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep have not been lost. What's so scary, such a big monster will give ten Mu paddy fields are not changed.

Wang Jiaji returned to calm again, except that he didn't dare to talk to the girl in white, but the man who was usually fascinated suddenly turned his back on his wrongdoing, and even the vixen and ruffian in the village became civilized and polite.

Hui Xian led Xiao Shi to say goodbye to the villagers.

The villagers were grateful.

"Master, it's fortunate that you restrained that demon and saved hundreds of people in our Wangjiaji~"

"This is a poor monk's job, it should be."

Huixian's face is kind and arrogant, and his face is full of red light.

Little Stone didn't quite understand why the villagers wanted to thank themselves and their master, when they didn't do anything.

"I'm asking the master to laugh at the meager gift."

The villagers offered taro eggs or rice noodles one after another. The villagers were simple and honest, and they could only use this as a thank-you gift.

Small stone is very happy with a bunch of specialties, and he can eat for many days when he returns to the mountain.

Finally, the villagers sent Huixian’s master and apprentice to the entrance of the village and watched him leave from a distance.

Hui Xian still maintained the image of an eminent monk with a kind face and a smile, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, a small stone carrying an egg, and walking back, after turning a few corners, Hui Xian cautiously looked behind him.

"Apprentice."

"Hey."

"Hurry up and run..."