Directly threw the star shadow on the martial arts field in front of the main hall, the human architectural style is the same, the center of the courtyard must be the main hall, the main hall must be the martial arts field used for cultivation before, and the backyard is the place of daily life, there are also guest rooms on both sides of the front yard, the size depends on the strength,

Just looking at the scope of the front yard, you can see that the power of this silver wolf mercenary group in this city can at least be regarded as a second-level strength, and at this time, the star shadow is standing in the middle of the martial arts field, and Bai Jing has already stood in front of him, and glanced up at the lintel of the main hall.

"Douxuan Palace?" Bai Jing showed a contemptuous smile, jumped up and smashed it directly with a punch, and even broke a large piece around the entire lintel, and Bai Jing had already returned to the side of the star shadow, since he came to kick the field, it must not only be for people, if this main hall is in ruins;

After looking at the layout of the building, Bai Jing took a step forward, picked up Xingying and smashed it against a row of columns in front of him, until he smashed it to the end, and then flashed back to the martial arts field, looking at the two-story attic that had lost its support, it collapsed in an instant, and the entire building had basically collapsed in half!

"I'll go, it's just some small shrimp!" Bai Jing was a little helpless, although there were already many people around, each of them had begun to gather momentum, and the fluctuation of fighting power was naturally much stronger, but that's it, it still made Bai Jing a little sad, after all, there was no martial spirit yet, let alone a martial king!

Raising his fingers, several drops of blood popped out, each mass erupted directly, and the people around them burned up in an instant, with their strength, it was simply not enough to resist the fighting power contained in Bai Jing's drop of blood at this time, not to mention that there was such an existence as a star mark in it.

And the rest is that all of them fell to the ground in a flash of Liuli's figure, and then Zi Yan released the purple fire to finish, but there was not even ash left, and Bai Jing was very curious, how long would this positive corner be hidden, or had he already left to report to the night house!

Suddenly, a wave drove the countless fragments of the ruins in front of him to attack head-on, Bai Jing's eyes gathered, raised his hand and waved a few star shadows, that is, all the building fragments that came were smashed, and a fighting force burst straight up, and as soon as the energy was touched, there was a powerful fluctuation, stirring up a layer of dust around him.

"It's a bit unruly to make a move without saying a word, right? My Silver Wolf Mercenary Regiment doesn't seem to have provoked an enemy like you!"

As soon as he heard that it was a woman's voice, Bai Jing was a little helpless, and said lightly: "The men of this silver wolf mercenary group are all dead?

"What the hell do you want to do! This is the headquarters of the mercenary group, even if you are strong, you can't just show off here for no reason! Do you understand the rules? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm here, it's a little personal, my name is Bai Jing, I don't need to explain the rest!" Bai Jing took a step back, facing the woman, it seemed that he was a little incompetent, but Zi Yan and Liuli were happy to help him solve it, and with a flash of light, they had already put this person in their hands.

"Just pinch it to death, I don't want a woman to worry about it!" Bai Jing glanced back at Zi Yan, and immediately saw a purple light flashing, and the person in his hand turned into a cloud of ashes in a moment.

"Rong'er ......" With an earth-shattering shout, a man dressed in black flashed in front of Bai Jing, Bai Jing was calculating, the silver wolf mercenary group has three masters, one is the head of the group, Fan Bell is the second leader, and this person called Rong'er should be the third master Fan Rong, leaving one head and one big boss.

And the person in front of him is undoubtedly the big boss Yan Ju, that is, Yan Fei's father, but who was the martial king at that time when he first met them? But with this god's kung fu, the man in black rushed towards Zi Yan like crazy, but he didn't want to be slapped back directly, Bai Jingyou took advantage of the situation and kicked directly into the ruins.

"You play slowly, let's just watch!" Zi Yan was not polite at all, but Liuli was not idle, and in a few flashes, she had already pinched all the small shrimps around her, and with the release of Zi Yan's purple fire, the surrounding dust had just dispersed, and another layer of ashes had been raised.

"Originally, the matter between your mercenary group has nothing to do with me, but if you want to exchange other people's heads for gold coins, you have to be prepared to die, are you Yan Ju?

"Boy, the head of the regiment will not let you go!"

"You don't have to worry about this anymore, and I won't let him go!" Bai Jing shook his hand and put Xingying on his back, his fists clenched, although he was facing a Three Realms Martial King, Zi Yan's slap was a little ruthless, plus Bai Jing made up for it, it is estimated that half of his strength is very good.

In contrast, Bai Jing felt that this could be a battle, of course, regardless of the situation of the Soul Suppression Tablet, and now the seventh-order martial spirit, he also wanted to know how much difference there was from the Martial King.

However, there are many martial kings who have died in his hands, but every time it is by virtue of the Soul Suppression Tablet, and now Bai Jing has taken back the Soul Suppression Tablet just to fight him, and his cultivation has been stuck on the seventh-order Martial Spirit, but the momentum of the Xuan Xuan is really good, and when he fuses the Xuan Ice next time, it must also be a qualitative leap.

Yan Ju got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Bai Jing with a vacant gaze, with his perception of the fluctuations around him, he couldn't see anything worth making a move on the other party at all, the breath fluctuations were at best an intermediate martial artist, but he knew that the so-called weird thing behind it absolutely suppressed his own breath.

"Little hairy boy, today, let you know what ignorance is!" Yan Ju has already begun to gather momentum, and the fluctuations around the Martial King are far from being comparable to Bai Jing at this time, but Bai Jing only took a deep breath, and wanted to put aside the Soul Suppression Monument and fight for a while, and now the opponent's strength is not much higher than him, at most it is doubled.

With the recovery against the sky, Bai Jing was fully confident that he would destroy it in one fell swoop without using any plug-ins, with the Shadow Illusion Thousand Traces, Bai Jing stood in front of the other party in an instant, raised his hand is Xuan Bing palm, and mobilized one percent of the Xuan Bing power, knowing that this blow was not enough to hurt the other party, but the powerful power of Xuan Bing could at least slow down his movements by half a beat.

At this time, the light released by Xuan Ming's palm was already all a blue light net, but before it landed on his chest, it was swallowed by a huge wolf head, although he ended up with a fate, but Bai Jing only said, this defensive martial art, if you have time to build momentum, it will definitely be able to play an obvious role!

"The whirlwind of fighting power, lore. With the outflow of six words, Yan Ju's palms slammed towards Bai Jing, and Bai Jing quickly flashed out a few zhang with the help of the Shadow Illusion Thousand Traces, and as soon as he turned around, he saw three whirlwinds of fighting power coming straight up, each of which seemed to have the same aura fluctuations.

Fighting whirlwind, this is a very common martial art, and it can be regarded as a starting style of general powerful martial arts, and Bai Jing has nine turns of Xuan Ming, so he has no chance with all martial arts, and when he gets up and raises his hand, three drops of blood pop out, and he attacks directly at the three whirlwinds.

The blood mist scattered, although there was no outbreak of spark glass, but with the power of ice and fire of the Xuan, plus that trace of the outbreak of star, it was enough to be comparable to any martial art of the same level, the blue light in the burning purple fire flickered, and the moment it touched the whirlwind of fighting power, it had already exploded one after another, and the power of Xuan Ice seemed to directly freeze the fighting power, and with the explosion, it became a blue light.

"Good boy, I underestimated you!" Yan Ju sneered, but Bai Jing jumped back a step, feeling that just standing here and bulleting blood all the way could kill him, but the attitude of the battle was already very clear, and it would not change, and now he just wanted to know that this guy could reach various points when he launched a madness.

Suddenly, seeing that the fighting power around Yan Ju seemed to be able to condense water, a circle of faint light began to linger around him, Bai Jing was still wondering if this was the legendary aura, as long as he reached the level of a martial king, he could cultivate the aura of fighting power, but this was a bit different from what he imagined!

"Silver wolf roars!"

A wolf head that was half a foot long condensed out of his fists in an instant, and pounced violently, but Bai Jing was shocked, which seemed to be less than thirty percent of all his fighting power, but when it broke out, it was definitely half as strong, this is the role of martial arts, the basis for saving one's own fighting power, and achieving unexpected results.

However, this martial art has obviously not been practiced to the fullest, otherwise it would not be possible to just burst out with such a little fighting power, and Bai Jing was not lazy, he was gaining momentum in his fist, and as the huge wolf head opened its mouth to attack, he immediately raised his hand and blasted out, and the purple flame slashed into the wolf's mouth like a meteor, and a purple light burst out in an instant.

Bai Jing flashed and was already standing in front of Yan Ju, raised his hand and first popped out a drop of blood, burst out of the Starfire Glass, and immediately gathered momentum to launch the Xuanming Palm, after the defensive martial art was triggered by the Starfire Glass, the Xuanming Palm with the help of the Starfire Glass, it smashed the wolf's head that seemed to be able to devour all the power in one fell swoop, and landed on the opponent's chest accurately.

Bai Jing breathed slightly, although the martial arts were good, but the consumption was too fast, several outbursts at this moment, even if it had a recovery effect, he felt that fifty percent of his fighting power had been drained, he took a step back, and then the pranayama began to recover, and he couldn't help but scratch his hair, it seems that the head-to-head battle is really not what he is good at!

After a little breathing, Bai Jing jumped up again, naturally he didn't use the Shadow Illusion Thousand Traces anymore, but Yan Ju received a palm from the Shadow Xuan, and it was obvious that he had already injured his vitality, and Bai Jing had not suffered a loss so far, with the Shadow Illusion Thousand Traces, he must not be able to suffer any loss in the face of the Martial King.

"Roar ......" Yan Ju let out a beast-like roar, and a powerful wave of fighting power instantly appeared, and then it seemed that his whole body was exuding fighting power, and in Bai Jing's first diagnosis, a huge whirlwind had appeared in an instant, enveloping Bai Jing fiercely.