Bai Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and he was quickly calculating the gains and losses in his heart, and the battle between Shi Zhixuan and the two great masters in the distance was getting farther and farther away.

"That's it, if you can escape, I will continue to cooperate with you, and if you die, you can't blame me for breaking my promise."

Bai Fan groaned a little and muttered lightly.

The next moment, he withdrew his gaze, landed on Zhao Deyan's back, showed a smile, and walked forward unhurriedly.

A few steps later, there were two Demon Gate masters blocking in front of him, they were running away, but the speed was far less fast than Bai Fan, and he chased after him in a few steps, causing a strange picture that was now facing away from him and blocking in front of him.

Bai Fan casually held two palms, which were as light as dust and printed on the backs of the two.

Burst............

The two of them were not sent flying, but spewed out two mouthfuls of blood, wilted to the ground, looking like a puddle of mud, and then opened their eyes and lost their breath.

In such a chaotic situation, everyone in the Demon Gate only cared about fleeing for their lives, and no one found out that Bai Fan had been killed.

Zhao Deyan is the same, he has the highest martial arts, he runs the fastest, and when he is about to escape, his face can't help but show a trace of happiness for the rest of his life.

The young master of the Yin Kui Sect is already terrifying enough, but the person in the righteous path is several times more terrifying than him, he knew that he would never be in this troubled water, his life is gone, and any God of War catalogue is a mirror.

However, at this moment, his steps suddenly stopped, and his face changed drastically!

Bai Fan didn't know when he was already in front of him, looking at him, smiling casually.

"You ......," he didn't have time to finish.

The next moment, Bai Fan had already moved.

The ground under his feet was like a smooth ice mirror, and he didn't see him stepping, his feet were on the ground, and his figure floated straight forward.

Zhao Deyan was shocked, and stretched out his hands at the same time, one claw and one palm. After an instant, the ground suddenly changed, and both hands were clawed at the same time. This is not the end, in an instant, it changed back to a palm and a claw, but the two hands were exchanged.

This is his ability to press the bottom of the box, called 'Eighteen Claws of the Soul', from the name of the four holy beasts of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu Martial Arts and evolved from the exquisite palm technique, a total of eighteen styles, clumsy and clever, melodious and deep, flickering claws and palms, endless changes.

From the moment Bai Fan started, in a very short period of time, he changed his palms with both hands five or six times, and after each time, his momentum would be stronger.

Rise from the ashes! When they met on a narrow road, he could only sacrifice his life, not to defeat Bai Fan, but to fight for a chance to escape, the people of the Demon Gate were stoic and would never give up until the last moment, even if this glimmer of hope was almost zero.

"Palm?" I only heard Bai Fan snort coldly: "In the face of absolute speed and strength, any palm fist is a juggling, and a slap is the best palm technique!" ”

As soon as the words were finished, the palm of his hand was lifted from the side of his body and stretched out in front of him, and Xiao Zhou Tian's body protection qi poured into it, and while protecting his arm, his strength also skyrocketed.

Suddenly, a violent force roared away.

Zhao Deyan's eyes widened, and he roared in horror, like a desperate scream, his hands finally fixed his palms, and the gathered power climbed to the extreme of his life, and he pressed up against Bai Fan with a single palm.

With a muffled sound, Zhao Deyan wailed, like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down and slamming into the wall behind him, his flesh and blood blurred, and he died.

Sou!

Bai Fan's footsteps were again, walking plainly and steadily, and his figure flickered and drifted away in the square.

Puff puff...... The muffled sound continued.

Every time there is, a demon master will spurt out a mouthful of blood and fall, everyone is killed with one palm, or chest, or head, or back, the middle palm is completely deflated, and the fierceness of the strength can be seen.

The people of the Demon Gate fled faster, regardless of the behind, only exerted their light skills to the extreme, and ran desperately, during which there was no lack of sneak attacks on the same door and used to block the pursuers.

After a while, Bai Fan stopped and returned to the front of the steps, stood with his hands in his hands, and swept his eyes around.

The men were dead, the blood was not cold, and all but a few fled, and the rest were killed.

"Sect Master ......"

Shi Fei Xuan, Master Shingon and the Great Virtue Holy Monk walked out of the dilapidated Arhat Hall.

Bai Fan leaned over slightly at Master Mantra, clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "I haven't thanked the master for teaching the Fa, Bai has gained a lot, otherwise this war would not have ended so successfully." ”

The mantra folded sideways and saluted: "The law is born from the heart, the poor monk is just a guide, and the donor can understand the true law, which is his own opportunity and blessing, so he doesn't have to be polite." ”

Bai Fan smiled and nodded, knowing that the mantra was devoted to the Buddha, his nature was indisputable, and he had no desires or desires, so he didn't say more.

"Ahem...... concubine Xuan suddenly coughed, her face was pale, and she was unsteady on her feet, and she was about to fall, but she was supported by the great virtuous monk and sat down cross-legged.

Bai Fanxuan's eyebrows squatted down, two fingers hit his wrist, and his spiritual power entered his body.

After touching a cup of tea, the spiritual power walked through the meridians and qi sea of his whole body, Bai Fan withdrew his spiritual power, raised his finger and said: "The meridians of your whole body have been injured by thunder, it is very difficult to treat, and it is ......" He paused, looked at her, and hesitated.

The senior concubine smiled and said, "Sect Master, please say, the concubine can withstand it." ”

"Hey!" Bai Fan sighed: "That rune thunder is extremely violent, but it is not something you can bear, the true qi in your body has been completely dispersed, if you want to recover your strength, you have to start cultivating from scratch." ”

The concubine was silent, her beautiful eyes flashed with crystals, she grew up in the Emperor Peak since she was a child, and the disciples of Jingzhai were cultivators, and entering the world was also cultivating. The ultimate goal of every disciple is, in the final analysis, to reach the highest level of the Cihang Sword Codex, and now that decades of penance have passed away, it would be self-deception to say that it is not painful.

After a while, she wiped a sad look in her eyes, and then turned into relief, and said with a smile: "Concubine Xuan's meridians are completely destroyed, where is there a chance to re-cultivate, fortunately, this time the vitality of the Demon Gate is greatly damaged, without them making waves, the world should be able to restore peace in the shortest possible time, so that Concubine Xuan has no worries." In this way, he cultivated in seclusion in the quiet fast, accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, and it was also the destination that Concubine Xuan had been looking forward to for a long time, and it was not so important whether there was martial arts or not. ”

Wisdom is outstanding, not surprised, worthy of being the contemporary disciple of Jingzhai, Bai Fan sighed in his heart, so he said: "You don't have to worry about the meridians, although it is difficult, but this sect master still has a way to heal you. ”

The senior concubine showed a puzzled look, Bai Fan smiled faintly, and said, "This is not the time to say this, you will naturally understand in the future." ”

Later, Song Que, Fan Qinghui, and Likong also came back, and after Bai Fan exchanged a few words with them, he said that he had to leave in advance, and all aftermath matters were led by Fan Qinghui. After this battle, both Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Monastery were in awe of Bai Fan, the sect master, unprecedentedly, and even Song Que was affected a lot.