"Tai Chi Hands......

The defenseless Bai Yulou was slapped on the back with a palm, the terrifying energy exploded in the body, the viscera vibrate, the meridians distorted, and wisps of blood erupted from Bai Yulou's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The breath of Bai Yulou was inaudible for a moment, like a dead person.

"Haha, dead, dead, I've finally avenged you!" Songhe laughed wildly, crazy to the extreme.

Previously, there was no way to attract Bai Yulou's attention head-on, but he had been lurking, looking for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity, and giving Bai Yulou a fatal opportunity.

Luckily, he waited and did it.

He finally avenged the innocent people who died in the hands of Bai Yulou and the Wudang who died in vain in his hands.

"Zen Master, are you alright?" After laughing out loud and expressing the resentment in his heart, Songhe noticed the ruins and asked eagerly.

After waiting for a while, Wufang's fingers moved slightly, slowly opened his eyes, coughed lightly, and said weakly: "Death... Can't die. ”

"Where's the White Jade Building?"

"Dead. Songhe said with a little excitement: "Bai Yulou really hit me with a Tai Chi hand, yin and yang rotate, rigidity and softness, and I will definitely die." ”

"Then ...... No, okay, be careful!" Wu Fang just nodded happily, but before he finished speaking, his face changed greatly.

"What?" Songhe was puzzled, but his reaction was extremely fast, and when Wufang's face changed drastically, his true qi gushed out, protecting his body, and hurriedly swept to the side.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a suffocating terrifying aura, like a shadow, and a punch hit him in the back, just like he bombarded Bai Yulou before, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

"Boom ......"

Under the punch, Songhe flew backwards like a stone, directly smashing dozens of houses, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Heavenly Demon Turtle Breath Dafa?" Wufang exclaimed in surprise, looking at Bai Yulou who was standing up again in front of him, and felt bitter in his heart.

In front of him, Bai Yulou stood out of thin air, his clothes were ragged, and his body was drenched in blood, but he couldn't hide his arrogant aura.

"Haha, it's not a loss that the abbot of Shaolin actually knows the Heavenly Demon Turtle Breathing Method. Bai Yulou walked towards Wufang step by step: "Yes, yes, but that's the end of it." ”

Bai Yulou approached Wufang, ready to end the other party's life with one palm.

If Wufang and Songhe die, then the entire righteous path martial arts will be in his pocket.

However, at this moment, in the pile of corpses close to Bai Yulou and Wufang, a sword light lit up.

The sword light was as clear as the moon, but the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and it hit Bai Yulou's chest directly.

Bai Yulou was shocked, he didn't expect that there was someone hiding nearby, and he was so close to him.

To tell the truth, one of the main reasons why his punch just now hurt the innocent was to clear the scene and prevent someone from hiding in the dark and fishing in troubled waters.

Unexpectedly, he calculated everything, but it was still bad.

However, although Bai Yulou was not panicked, he walked a little, ignoring the lack of direction that was close at hand, and immediately retreated.

But as soon as he retreated, a piece of yellow rune paper flew out of the corpse, turned into a streamer, and landed on Bai Yulou's body.

Bai Yulou only felt that his body sank, as if he had been pressed by a mountain peak, and it was extremely heavy.

Naturally, his pace was a step slower.

At this moment, the sword galloped in.

Bai Yulou's eyes narrowed, and his two fingers accurately clamped the long sword that stabbed him in the heart.

The long sword is three feet, and it can't be close to an inch.

"Just ants, you want to hurt me too?"

Bai Yulou smiled disdainfully, and slapped his left palm at the pile of corpses on the side, and with a bang, several corpses were directly shattered, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

"Ahh......hh

A fat man with a round body, screaming, swept to the side.

In Bai Yulou's eyes, the chubby figure seemed to be out of order, running around, but the strength aroused by his palm did not touch the other party.

In addition, while running, the other party casually threw out pieces of rune paper.

Bai Yulou was still apprehensive about the power of the previous rune paper, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he slapped it in the air with a palm, and his strength was like the wind, shattering the rune paper.

The rune paper shattered, some turned into huge fireballs, some turned into lightning, some overflowed with golden light, some were dark and dead, and some were heavy as mountains......

These powers, they don't seem to be very powerful, but they are weird and inexplicable, if so many powers are superimposed on the body, they will lose a layer of skin if they don't die.

Bai Yulou's eyebrows were furrowed, he had never heard of this person in the rivers and lakes, and he had never heard of any sect that was good at spells.

The flow of charms has always been a trick of warlocks and Taoists to deceive people and cheat money on the rivers and lakes.

"Boom ......"

Just as Bai Yulou was distracted to deal with the spell in the air, a thunderbolt appeared, the silver snake danced wildly, pierced the sky, and another long sword struck his head.

"Hey, there's an ant. ”

Bai Yulou sensed it slightly, and realized that the other party was just a first-class martial artist, so he snorted coldly with disdain.

Even though this sword is thunderous and imposing, it is not a half-step grandmaster, and it is not in his eyes, and it is no different from an ant in his eyes.

Bai Yulou pointed out, and with a "ding" sound, the thunder dissipated, and Bai Yulou pointed a finger straight at the tip of the sword, and the long sword shattered inch by inch.

The power of the finger mang is undiminished, breaking through the air and striking at the opponent's eyebrows.

The person who came did not dodge or dodge, there was no long sword in his hand, but the momentum was not reduced, his hands were clenched, one fist was hammered on the other fist, the strength of the two fists was superimposed, and there was a sound of dragon chanting and tiger roaring in the air, as if there was a dragon and a tiger, carrying clouds and wind, falling from the sky.

"Dragon and Tiger Fist, Wind and Clouds"

The fingers shattered silently, and the fist strength carried the momentum of the wind and clouds, and suddenly hammered down.

The punch was extremely fast, and a punch hit Bai Yulou's raised arm.

In the sound of "click", half of Bai Yulou's legs sank into the ground, and a trace of thunder arc spread down his body, and half of his body was a little numb.

"The fist is not bad...... Bai Yulou said slightly, his palm turned into a claw, he grabbed the opponent's wrist, and his arm exerted force, slamming the person in his hand down and smashing it to the ground.

"But the realm is too bad!"

At the same time, with a twist of the two fingers of the long sword in his other hand, the stainless steel long sword instantly twisted into a twisted shape, and the arm of the sword holder, abandoned it, also twisted, and the bones shattered in an instant, and the bone stubble pierced the flesh and skin, revealing it, hideous and terrifying.

But the man was stunned and didn't snort, not only did he not retreat, but he stepped forward, with a resolute momentum, as if he wanted to die with him.

"Hmph, I can't help myself. ”

Bai Yulou snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to be careless, people who are not afraid of death are the most terrible, and if they are not careful, they will capsize in the gutter.

He didn't want to die in the hands of Wufang, Songhe, Blood King, and Ghost Queen, and finally be planted in the hands of a few ants, and it would be a shame.

But just when all his attention was focused on the person in front of him, in the undulating Yuchun River, a person surfaced silently and gently handed out a fist.

At first, the fist is slow and gentle.

Because it's slow, it's silent.

Because it is light, it has no interest.

But when the fist was handed out three feet, the air and breeze within a radius of several zhang around the side stagnated, and then swarmed and mixed into the fist.

The punch handed out, first a quiet, and then a sudden acceleration, from static to moving, from slow to fast, from light to heavy, from soft to rigid, in an instant.

In a moment, the fist became a momentum, the river rushed into the East China Sea, and the rolling spring thunder descended to the heavens, slamming into the unsuspecting white jade building.