85_85289 is still so arrogant and domineering.

Even if the white-clothed saint was seriously injured, he still fell into a mess when he was playing with his life. Hands-on is a way of playing, and more than 20 people are all desperate.

"The forty-seventh white-clothed saint on the Jianghu list, his life is mine!"

The burly-looking young man shouted loudly and shouted, "Lao Tzu will win the first merit first!" ”

Saints in White!

Several teenagers were slightly stunned.

"He's a saint in white, Situ in white?" One of the teenagers was surprised.

"Haha!"

The burly young man laughed and said, "Shi Kui, stay honest, you are not his opponent!" ”

Disdain, which annoyed the young man named Shi Kui.

This young man is the son of the contemporary patriarch of Changjia Village.

Do most of the second generation have this problem? Can't see the shape clearly, arrogant!

Shi Kui snorted coldly and scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, Situ Baiyi's life is mine!" ”

After saying that, he sped up and became more aggressive. Rushing forward desperately, he is bound to be the first to take down the head of the injured tiger!

It's a pity that they underestimate the white-clothed saints too much. Even if he was seriously injured, the white-clothed saint coughed up blood and sent several people to Hades. It was only a few rounds before someone was defeated.

The white clothes are stained with blood, and the gorgeous hair is flying. It's very heroic in the twilight, and it still has the flavor of fighting back.

The rest of the people couldn't help but shudder, and a few died when they came up, and one was a teenager. It's Shi Kui!

Situ Baiyi was looked down upon by the two teenagers like this, and he must have taken these two people first. However, he killed Shi Kui, only to find that the first shouting teenager was actually hit by him and flew out of the battle circle, and he didn't rush in!

The third young master sneered on the side, looked at Shi Kui's corpse, and said to himself in a dark voice: "Shi Zhongtian, Lao Tzu will collect some interest from your son first." When I get back, I'll settle this account with you! ”

The white-clothed saints killed a few people, and the rest were terrified, and the old guy was still in a mess even if he was already in a storm, and the tiger's fight against him was even more terrifying.

However, they were terrified, and the white-clothed saints still did not mean to stop. He took the initiative and was bound to kill all the remaining people.

"Retreat!" The third young master shouted to the burly young man, and at the same time he flew up, blocking in front of the young man, and fought with the white-clothed saint.

Seeing this, Chen Jing probably understood.

The third young master expected the arrival of the white-clothed saint, so he deliberately brought the people from the Changjia village here and killed the people of the Shi family with the hands of the white-clothed saint. However, he was clearly on the same side as the burly boy and did not want him to be killed.

But the third young master's skills are at most about the same as a dozen middle-aged people, and the Jianghu ranking can be ranked in the top 100, but there are not a few in the top. Not at all a match for the mad white-clothed saints.

Chen Jing naturally couldn't stand by and watch, so he could only rush forward to buy time for the rest of the people to escape first.

"Let's go."

The two entangled the white-clothed saint and shouted to the burly young man as they fought, "You guys go quickly, we won't last long!" ”

The burly boy didn't pretentiously either, knowing that he might not be able to help if he was going down, maybe it would drag them down. I had to rush out with the others.

However, the white-clothed saint did not intend to let them go, he was a top master ranked forty-seven on the list of rivers and lakes, even if he was seriously injured, these little miscellaneous fish could not fall into the well.

It's a shame to make him angry!

The white-clothed saint laughed angrily: "Don't even think about escaping, my Situ Baiyi is not something you say kill and run!" ”

After speaking, he slashed out two chapters, forced Chen Jing and the third young master back, turned around, and rushed towards the crowd that was running away in an instant.

"Poof!"

As soon as the claws came out, the last boy fell, his head flew sideways, and blood spurted wildly where his strength was broken. It's bloody.

After killing the young man, the white-clothed saint did not stop, and took two more steps, and the blood-stained palm slammed into the back of the other person's neck. After all, that person was a big master ranked about 100 on the Jianghu list, and he wouldn't have been killed so easily.

But now he was bent on escaping, and he didn't dare to take it hard. He turned and flashed to the side, flipped twice on the ground, and rushed forward without looking back.

As a result, he was slapped by the white-clothed saint in his vest, and his palm was as sharp as a knife, cutting through the man's clothes, and blood gushed out. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, two people had already died at his hands.

The third young master and Chen Jing didn't dare to slack off, and rushed forward quickly, one left and one right, blocking Situ Baiyi's way.

"Humph!"

Situ Baiyi snorted angrily, resisted the attack of the two, and said coldly: "Since you are so anxious to die, I will kill you first, and then it is not too late to kill them!" ”

After speaking, he turned over and fought with Chen Jing.

After all, he is seriously injured now, and he is not as powerful as he was when he was in a state of full victory. But Chen Jing and the two were still not opponents, they supported more than 300 moves under his hands, and finally they were slapped by him, and the two became grasshoppers on a rope and flew out together.

"Damn, this old thing is too powerful, fight with him!" The third young master gritted his teeth and scolded.

Chen Jing nodded, didn't speak with a cold face, got up and split into two directions with the third young master, and attacked the white-clothed saint.

After more than a hundred moves, although the two of them caused damage to Situ Baiyi, it was not worth it compared to the damage they themselves received. Situ Baiyi, who was already seriously injured, is still seriously injured, even if you bleed too much and your injuries worsen, but this old guy is fierce and fierce, and he doesn't worry about his injuries at all.

The shot is still sharp, even if it is just one hand, it is a sudden mess.

And Chen Jing and the third young master couldn't hold it anymore, and the two of them were slapped by him again, and the blood sprayed.

"You go first!"

Chen Jing got up from the ground again, his eyes like bloodthirsty beasts, staring at the white-clothed saint tightly. The expression on his face was tinged with a bloodthirsty chill.

The surging evil qi on his body filled the entire factory, cold, cold, like the hail of the wax moon, making the air condense instantly!

The third young master nodded. Shogging the back of his head, he threw out a dozen hairpins as he lunged in the other direction. At the same time, Chen Jing had a cruel smile on his face.

Bend, kick, pounce. A series of actions are completed in an instant, like a predatory cheetah, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The white-clothed saint did not dodge, and the hand that could still move tore off the white shirt and blocked the hairpin of the third young master in a single turn. Then, the clothes that turned into pimples were thrown at the third young master. And he also turned around and kicked like Chen Jing who was flying forward.

"Jump."

The fists and kicks were wrong, Chen Jing was kicked in the chest by him, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken in his chest. But he didn't fly out.

Because he hugged the leg of the white-clothed saint with both hands, and at some point there was a bone knife in his hand, which stabbed the white-clothed saint in the thigh fiercely.

The white-clothed saint was furious, withdrew his palm, and grabbed Chen Jing's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Chen Jing couldn't help but retreat, but he was still grabbed by the white-clothed saint on his arm, and the old guy's hand was as sharp as an eagle's claws. was caught by him, even if Chen Jing's arm was not broken, it left a few deep wounds.

The white flesh was turned open, and blood gushed out.

The white-clothed saint abandoned the third young master and chased after Chen Jing closely, both legs were injured, and the wind was still fast and as fast as electricity. Shot ruthlessly and mercilessly.

Chen Jing repeated a few heels on the ground, but he couldn't dodge, and was slapped in the back by him again. The whole person rushed forward five meters suddenly, and with a "poof" sound, two taels of blood fell to the ground again.

The injury was so severe that his eyes were so dark that he almost fell to the ground. And the white-clothed saint still didn't stop, and threw out again, kicking the back of Chen Jing's head.

If this kick is hit, Chen Jing's brain will collapse.

"Enough!"

At that moment, an angry shout came from outside. A stone, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, slammed into the door of the white-clothed saint.

The white-clothed saint was startled and jerked back. In the same way, he also took back which foot.

"That's it."

A figure appeared at the door, an old man, who couldn't tell how old he was. Because he was dressed in a gray robe, with a cyan hexagram on the outside, and the sleeves rolled up with a white shirt leaking inside.

It's not too hot, isn't it weird to be a master.

This old man is even more weird, with a big braid more than a meter long on his back, and he looks wrinkled, but he has no beard at all. A pair of small eyes with drooping upper eyelids.

Like what, like an old eunuch in the Qing Palace.

On the gray robe on his chest, there is a black word "protection" embroidered!

"It's you?!" Seeing this old man, the white-clothed saint was shocked, his face was cloudy and unstable, and it was very ugly.

He said, "Shangguan Wuji, what are you doing here?" ”。