New White Snake Asking Immortals

The mountain rain rushes, and the lightning flashes and thunders.

In mid-air, a master of gold elixir stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently admiring his subordinates slaughtering the black market. Although there are rules not to take action in the black market, how can the devil care about the rules?

"The ants dare to attack the Holy Sect and seek death."

More than a dozen disciples of the Demon Sect at the Foundation Establishment Stage chased and killed those low-level loose cultivators in the black market in the rain, and they acted recklessly like wild beasts.

Jindan Moxiu looked up at the sky.

"Strange, why is this rain getting heavier and heavier, this thunder"

rumbling

The thunder almost exploded in his ears, which startled him a lot. In vain, he saw a figure in the corner of his eye. It was not good for the enemy to attack.

His back was tense and his scalp was numb, as if being stared at by a beast, he avoided the crisis.

call

A sharp blade with a cold and cold light almost fell from the eyes of Jindan Demon Xiu, and it was close to the tip of his nose. Time seemed to freeze. He could smell the metal smell of the sharp blade, cut through the air and swept it against his nose and belly.

It's a pity that he was not hacked to death with a knife, it can only be said that everyone's alertness is different.

The armor-clad Bai Yu continuously used the knife technique to slash and slash, and launched several attacks in a short period of time.

The two shadows in the rainy sky were fighting, and the sword light that occasionally leaked out instantly cut off several foundation-building demon cultivators.

In the sky, the fist mixed with rain hit the Jindan Demon Xiu's mouth, the rain scattered into water vapor, and the Demon Xiu gritted his teeth.

The black armored man slammed his fist with a fist, and when he missed, the fist stretched and turned into a palm, like a knife slashing at the neck of a golden elixir.

The sound of cracking bones was very harsh.

"Well"

The black armored man is still attacking, slashing, punching and kicking, and the Jindan magic cultivator has no power to fight back. He was only in the early stage of Jindan, and he just stepped into Jindan back then, and he didn't look at it, not to mention now. became the perfect state.

"Who are you and why are you an enemy of my holy religion"

"I should ask you this."

Hengdao pinned the opponent's weapons like the wheel blade, gave a shock, and Hengdao flew away with the magic weapon. Now it's good, and the white rain has not been afraid of anyone with bare hands.

The fist passed through the rain and hit Mo Xiu's stomach, and another punch hit the chin, and the whole person was constantly punched by Bai Yu in various shapes.

On the ground, a certain demon disciple lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

swoosh

He was surprised to see the flamboyant Jindan Elder fell down, the mud and water splattered and trembled, his nose was blue and his face was swollen and he kept coughing up blood.

The rain fell, and Jindan Mo Xiu suddenly remembered that he had not been exposed to rain for a long time.

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

boom

The man in black armor fell to the ground, the huge force shook the ground and the rain splashed, and the black armor leather boots stepped out of the deep pit

Jindan Demon Xiu wanted to run, but his arms and legs were broken, his bones were exposed, the **** wounds were full of mud and dirt, and now he was like a stray dog ​​that was beaten to death.

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

The miserable demon cultivator on the ground still had the strength to turn over, laying his head up in the human-shaped dirt pit and looking at the man in black armor. He needed time to wait for his body to repair his injuries. With the powerful body of the demon cultivator, he still had the strength to fight.

Bai Yu stepped on the magic repair mouth and pressed it into the mud.

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

"cough cough"

He spat out a mouthful of mud and broke several ribs, lying on his back and the rain hit his face, which was cold and itchy.

"Wait for the Holy Church to avenge me"

"as you wish."

With a violent kick, the Jindan Demon Xiu was stomped into a shrimp shape, and then he punched down hard with his fist.

great strength

Jindan Moxiu, who originally accumulated demonic energy, was dizzy with shock, and 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 art?

The Jindan period demon cultivator, who had been punched three times in a row, had blood all over his face and could no longer stand up.

He stretched out his hand, and the horizontal knife flew back to his palm with a whistle. Bai Yu stood beside the human-shaped dirt pit and waited for the dizzy demon cultivator to get up. He couldn't stand up and could only kneel with his hands on the ground, bleeding from his nostrils and mouth, and he fell into the mud. diffusion.

Bai Yu staggered his front and back feet, stood up straight, held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, in a standard executioner's beheading motion.

The rain hit the horizontal knife and flowed down the blade.

Many low-level monks are hiding in various places to watch this scene from a distance. Today, there will be an unattainable Jindan expert who will be beheaded, such as the official Caishikou.

The sharp blade moved

He threw out a string of water droplets and slashed it hard, the knife light flashed, and when it stopped, the tip of the knife had touched the muddy water on the ground.

very quiet.

The Jindan Demon Xiu's head was still on his neck~www.wuxiamtl.com~ he was terrified, and a small bloodstain appeared on his neck. He stretched out his hand to hold his head, but the touch caused the head to move smoothly and unable to fall.

On the opposite side, the demon disciple who pretended to be dead pressed his face into the muddy water.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Bai Yu put away the storage bag and lifted his foot to leave. He paused when passing by the dead demon cultivator, and touched the handle of the knife with his fingers, but did not draw the knife.

"There is no future in this business, change it."

Lifting his feet and leaving, the shivering young demon disciple looked up and saw the man in black armor hiding behind the rain curtain, with tarnished eyes staring at him not far in front of him, he escaped, he cried and howled cry

The surviving ordinary loose cultivators admired the Heijia people, and they all discussed when such a master appeared in the cultivation world.

Bai Yu returned to the teahouse.

Old Huixian felt that there was a demon who paid for it and ordered another pot of tea. Before he could finish drinking, the snake demon came back, but it seemed to be stained with blood. He was very sensitive to this kind of taste as a Buddhist practitioner.

Seeing that there is tea in the teapot, just grab it and pour it into your mouth

"Pfft so hot"

"Donor Bai, 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.

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

It was cold after the rain, there were countless pedestrians on the streets, and the small stones were sleeping sweetly. Cobra looked at Bai Yu and hoped that he could give some more roast goose and chicken to eat. Maybe it is the only non-vegetarian existence in Zhuquan Temple.

The streets are filled with the smell of pack horses and cattle and sheep, and behind the caravan, the most terrifying combination in the world is carrying bags and rushing on the road.

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