It's also subversive.

Why is it that there is only one move, and such a powerful curator shows his defeat?

The people in the martial arts hall were dumbfounded, standing around dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a while.

Yang Ping's face turned red, and his neck turned red with anger.

He has been famous for many years, but he can't do a trick under the hands of an unknown little guard!

Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

Maybe it's anger that makes people lose their minds, knowing that he is not an opponent anymore, but he is now riding a tiger, and he knows that if he doesn't get back on the field, then he won't have to mess around in the future.

So he gritted his teeth, not underestimating the enemy, and used ten successful forces to use his killer weapon.

Songfeng Sword!

Like the strength of the pine, like the disease of the wind.

And Bai Yunxiu is the fastest and most unguardable move in the Songfeng Sword.

He is full of confidence in this, the Songfeng Sword is a high-level ancient martial art, he has been immersed in it for many years, and his skills are profound, and he will definitely not be defeated by a small guard!

However, if the person standing here against him today was really a martial artist, he might still have a chance to win, but no, Bai Qingyu, who was confronting him, was a complete monk.

Although she had learned some ancient martial arts in order to enrich her attack methods, the inner core was actually cultivating the True Martial Arts.

He thought that he was rushing like a thunderous move, but in Bai Qingyu it looked like a slow-motion replay, she turned around lightly, stretched out her hand and flicked his right wrist, and heard Yang Ping's right wrist click and dislocated.

Onlookers: "!! ”

This time the impact is even greater than just now.

Bai Qingyu didn't want to continue to entangle with Yang Ping, so he took the initiative to attack, his figure flashed, and before everyone could react to anything, they saw that Bai Qingyu was still standing there, and their curator had fallen to the ground.

He had dislocated major joints on his body.

Yang Ping looked at Bai Qingyu with red eyes, eager to eat his flesh and eat his blood.

Half of his life's wisdom was ruined in the hands of this little girl.

Splitting muscles and bones is indeed one of the top martial arts that has been handed down since ancient times.

The backbone of the main heart fell, and the thugs of the martial arts hall were a little overwhelmed.

Bai Qingyu faced them. Stretched out his finger and hooked: "Do you want to be beaten by me together?" Or do you want to just give way to me? ”

Her actions are so hateful.

But all those who practice martial arts are a little arrogant, and they pay attention to happiness and revenge.

Although in the interstellar age, because there are more powerful abilities pressed on it. Martial artists are not very valued, but compared to the most extensive number of ordinary people, their combat effectiveness is already quite good.

Therefore, they are basically quite good at looking at the eyes and encountering the supernatural. Take a detour, meet the guards, you can learn a few tricks, and if you meet ordinary people, you can go sideways!

Facing a guard who practiced ancient martial arts, he was still a very strong opponent, and if he encountered it alone, then they might choose to avoid it.

But now there are many of them, and the curator is still in front of him, although the curator himself has been defeated. But if they really want to retreat without a fight, then punishment awaits them.

So they looked at each other a few times, and then rushed up as if they were dead.

Isn't it just a beating, what's so great, it's better than being put in small shoes by the curator later!

Bai Qingyu expressed his admiration for their courage, and then unceremoniously raised his fist and beat them one by one.

Whoa!

The screams were incessant.

Shen Jingshu, who watched the whole process: "......"

The mood is so complicated.

Just when there was chaos, an old voice sounded: "Stop! ”

Shen Jingshu looked back and saw that it was her good master.

The old man's voice is very penetrating, and Bai Qingyu respects the old and loves the young. It's very face-saving to stop.

Everyone in the martial arts hall was beaten, and when they saw that she had stopped, where did she dare to fight back, and hurriedly scattered. Hide in a corner and go.

What did this girl grow up eating? Why is it so brutal?

For Mao, the twenty or thirty people wanted to besiege people, but they were beaten by the crowd? Will anyone believe such a tragic story?

I couldn't have been more congested.

Yang Ping's limbs were dislocated, lying on the ground like a dead corpse, staring at Bai Qingyu with hatred all the time, and when he saw the old man coming, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Ancestor!"

This voice is full of complex feelings such as anticipation, admiration, grievances, surprises, etc. It's really tearful.

Everyone in the martial arts hall was stunned, and Bai Qingyu trembled.

Nima Ancestor can't be called casually!

Only those who are above the Yuan Infant Stage are qualified to be called an Ancestor!

Who do you want to scare to death?

The old man's eyes were like torches, and he slowly inspected Bai Qingyu, Bai Qingyu let him look at it generously, and it was not unsightly, in fact, she was still very good-looking.

"Where did the little friend come from? Why has it been lurking in our martial arts hall all this time? "He speaks in a slow, yet powerful voice that gives a sense of oppression.

Bai Qingyu was very helpless, you guys have already asked about this sentence.

"I'm really just a part-time worker," she said very sincerely, "as for the master, he said that I was not good at my studies, and I was not allowed to tell others that I was his disciple, so as not to disgrace him." ”

The last sentence is nonsense, anyway, this kind of classic line has been tried and tested repeatedly, and it is definitely easy to use.

The old man's face was indifferent, but he was actually in a solemn mood.

He could see that Bai Qingyu's strength was far more than what she was showing now, after all, the people in the martial arts hall were too weak for her to take seriously.

Even he himself wasn't sure he could beat her.

He hadn't yet drawn his qi into his body, and he couldn't feel the aura fluctuations on the monk's body, plus Bai Qingyu was very careful to hide his identity, and the fluctuations around his body were all simulated by ordinary guards, so he didn't know at all that standing opposite him was actually a monk.

It is the path of cultivation that he has been seeking all these years.

It's a pity that in the interstellar era, the monk has died, and he knows about the existence of such strong people from the family classics, but he has never found any trace of them.

He is extremely talented, he became famous at a young age, and he has long since retreated into the background after so many years.

Even many people thought that he should have died, after all, as an ordinary person, he lived for more than a hundred years, which is really a long time.

But he knew that he would not die, at least not for a few years, because he could feel the energy surrounding him, and although he could not enter, it greatly slowed down his aging.

He knew that as long as he introduced this energy, which his ancestors called Reiki, into his body, he would succeed.

But he couldn't find a way.

Originally, after so many years, he had already given up, feeling that there were no more monks in this world.

But after seeing Bai Qingyu, his strong heart revived.

can teach a juvenile master in his twenties, and her master may be a legendary monk.

Perhaps, there is still hope for him. (To be continued.) )

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