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"Open it to grandpa!"

The strong man with the iron rod did not believe in evil, and used all his strength, and hit the palm wave with a stick, and in the blink of an eye, he shook all over, and vomited blood with a "poof", and the iron rod flew out, and the person also retreated.

Murong's descendants relied on the mystery of the Douzhuan Star Shift, and probed with both hands, wanting to reverse the palm power with the Douzhuan Star Shift.

Bai Ye smiled slightly, Murong Hou's heart was cold, his body shook, he took a few steps back, and the blood soaked in the black scarf dripped down.

The rest of the people saw that these two people were injured, and they dared to shake it again, and hurriedly retreated dozens of steps.

In the entire Haizhou port, there was a scene of one person forcing back more than a dozen of the world's top masters.

"What's wrong? You don't want to kill me? Don't want to save these two people? ”

Bai Ye imprisoned the two of them with his left hand, waved his right hand, and hit the dantian of the two of them with two palms in a row, and in the grief-stricken cries of the two, the two of them were useless.

"I've always been curious, why is there a dantian one? Why does if the dantian is abolished, it will lose its power? I'd love to experiment, but there's never been a decent master, and it's really rare to have a high-end experiment like yours. So rest assured, I won't kill you. ”

Bai Ye pointed at the back of the two of them, causing them to faint, and he looked back at the people in front of him.

"Everyone, we don't have an arrow to turn back, attack and kill this demon today, no matter who leads it, as long as the demon doesn't die today, we will die one day without a place to be buried, what are you still hesitating about, go up together, kill him."

Murong's descendants saw it clearly, seeing that everyone was in a trance, knowing that some people did not dare to fight with Bai Ye again, she said in a deep voice, to rebuild morale, either Bai Ye died or they died.

"Amitabha, what Murong Shi said is that the poor monks are willing to subdue demons. The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" ”

The Shaolin monk said a Buddha horn, his hands were folded, his eyes were slightly closed, and then he opened his eyes and took the lead to rush to the white night, only to see that his pace was steady and powerful, but the speed was not slow.

"Let's not let this demon escape."

"Kill, either he dies, or we die."

"This demon is powerful, if we escape, how can we have a place in the world?"

The remaining hundred or so people rushed to kill with the determination to die, and all kinds of lifeless moves besieged and killed, and Bai Ye smiled indifferently.

He is like a container at the moment, and the internal force of the two top masters in his body has not dissipated, but is stored in a tank like water.

He has palms or fists, fingers or legs, and uses the most internal force and the strongest moves in every move.

The dragon roared and the phoenix roared, two completely different moves erupted, dozens of people were beaten to vomit blood, but these people were still brave, and some even rushed to Bai Ye's side and hugged his body.

Even if he dies, he has to buy time for others.

Bai Ye kicked this person away, seeing that everyone had already gathered around, he was not in a hurry or impatient, his palms were clasped on his chest, and the fiery and masculine internal force became cold and abnormal in an instant, and ice formed between his palms at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Murong's descendants have a long history, and some ancestors have sensed her, and then they were shocked, "Be careful, this is a life and death talisman." ”

"Ahh

"Yikes!"

"It's itching, it's itching."

"It's itchy, it's itchy, it's itchy."

"Hahaha, hahaha, itchy, itchy, itchy."

As soon as Bai Ye's palm flipped, countless ice chips flew, except for those who blocked with weapons, all the ice chips shot into the human body, and immediately a crowd of people who fell to the ground and rolled appeared.

More than a dozen masters have also been tricked and suppressed with their skills, but this strange internal force is hidden in the ice chips, and they still can't bear the itching all over their bodies.

Thinking about that Ding Chunqiu, he single-handedly transformed the Dafa across the rivers and lakes, and his skill was by no means inferior to the five uniques in the world, but he still couldn't help the power of life and death talismans.

"You're a free-rounder, no wonder you have such skills?"

Murong's descendants took off the black scarf, revealing a beautiful face, but she smiled miserably at the moment, "It seems that I am going to die here today." Back then, the ancestor planned to destroy the Tianshan Vulture, but I didn't expect to meet you. ”

"Heirlooms?"

Bai Ye frowned, not much interested in this old thing, and said, "According to a certain reason, I am considered to be." You're wrong, you don't have to die! ”

Some people's eyes were happy, and the faces of more than a dozen masters remained the same, but they were much heavier.

"But if you don't die, it's not necessarily better. Come on, fight again! ”

The white night roared, and the true qi of his body was violent, and he stepped out in one step, descending the dragon with his left palm, and sealing his right palm, and fighting with everyone again.

The dragon flew and the phoenix danced, the brute dragon roared, the phoenix roared, the internal force of true qi exploded, a person was seriously injured and dying, and a corpse fell to the ground.

The battle lasted for an hour, and Bai Ye played hundreds of styles in a row, and the internal force of the two people absorbed in his body had dried up, and he himself did not have much internal force left.

There were only two people opposite him, Murong descendant hung an arm, that arm was hit by the strength of the descending dragon, the bones were shattered, and she lay on her stomach softly, her face was pale, she was abnormally flushed, bleeding from her mouth and nose, and she didn't look like a beauty.

The other person is a Shaolin monk, he showed his full face at this time, he is an ordinary middle-aged monk, holding a string of Buddhist beads, and he keeps chanting the scriptures, but he is coughing up blood while reading, and he vaguely sees him under the black robe, his chest is collapsed, and there are fragments of internal organs coughing up.

"Time, life. I'm not in love with him, and I'm not going to assassinate you......"

Murong smiled sadly, turned her head to look south, she looked at the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.

As if you have a feeling, in Lin'an City, in the magnificent palace, a young man with clear eyebrows, dressed in the clothes of the Son of Heaven and wearing an imperial crown is pacing back and forth in a large hall, his face is full of melancholy, and his mood is very irritable.

"The person you like is the current emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty?"

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth continued to bleed, one hand twisted abnormally, but he seemed to be unconscious, smiled, and was usually chatting with Murong's descendants, if it weren't for the fact that there were more than 100 dead bodies around, and more than 100 people were lying on the ground wailing and laughing, I thought it was a question between friends.

"So what? Isn't it? ”

The descendants of Murong smiled sadly, and a tear fell, "I am a descendant of anti-thieves, with a humble bloodline, and I can actually love the man of the God-King family." He said that he wanted to marry me as a queen and want my mother to honor the world, but I couldn't promise him anything. ”

Bai Ye rolled his eyes and touched his chin, he was thinking about whether to treat this woman specially, maybe it would be of some use.

"Logically speaking, I would love to kill you, or use it for experiments, but I have found that your life should be worth better than death. Therefore, you can't die! ”

Bai Ye said with a smile, and Murong Houren's body trembled, and he looked at Bai Ye vigilantly.

"You're going to threaten him with me? I'm not going to let you get your way. ”

Murong's descendants are not like her ancestors, they have a strong and stubborn personality, and they want to cut off their hearts when they raise their hands.

"It's late. When I speak, it proves that I have thought about it, and besides, I am deliberately distracting you when I speak! ”

Murong Descendant's eyes were dark, and the figure of the white night came to her in an instant.

"Master, what's the name of the law? Tell me about it? ”

Bai Ye squatted down and asked the Shaolin monk's number, the monk was shocked and his internal organs were shattered, unless the Buddha came to the world, it was impossible to live.

"The Dharma name is also an external object, if you don't bring it with you in life or in death, why cling to it? The poor monk wanted to keep the ancient temple quiet for thousands of years, but he couldn't do it. Times are changing, and it is time for Shaolin to change. ”

The monk finally came to his senses, Bai Ye did not mock him again, but stood up, looked at the devastated Haizhou port, and his voice carried a thick sigh, "The times are changing, the years are changing, some people, some things, always like to look at the present with old eyes." Do you know what punishment you will receive for destroying my port? I will uproot all the forces involved in this time, whether you are a martial arts family or the Southern Song Dynasty, I will do it. And now, if you captives can commit suicide, hurry up and kill yourself, or you will be miserable. ”

Bai Ye said calmly, some of the people lying on the ground acted decisively, wiped their necks, broke their hearts, and some did not want to commit suicide, and wailed and begged for mercy there.

"Why should the benefactor be difficult for them? Forcing people to kill themselves before they give up! ”

The monk is kind-hearted at this time, and when he starts to subdue demons with hot hands, why don't you say it?

"Monk, you are dying, you don't need to worry about these things. I think you'd better die soon. ”

Bai Ye waved his sleeves coldly, and a burst of energy shattered the monk's heart, and before the monk died, his face was calm, his hands were folded, and he was full of compassion.

"If you die, you have to use it, and you will make human dissection objects, these are all good materials, and they can't be wasted."

Bai Ye whispered, talking to himself, not letting the masters lying on the ground hear, otherwise he would have to commit a lot of suicide.

Not far away, the smoke and dust rolled up, and a team came running, this group of people were covered in smoke and fire, and some of them were covered in blood, and they must have not had an easy time just now.

"Report to the chief, the Seventh Army, Zheng Xiaofeng, the commander of the 721st Regiment, was ordered to reinforce the chief."

One person ran out of the team before, and when he saw Bai Ye dressed in blue and stained with blood, he hurriedly ran over to salute Bai Ye and immediately reported.

"Rely on your reinforcements?"

Bai Ye pursed his lips, and the head of the regiment's face changed, and he didn't dare to say more.

Bai Ye pointed to the corpses and wounded in one place, "Bring them all back, and the wounded will be treated, whether it is ours or these men in black." Inform the special operations team and tell them to send a team to come and pick up these guys. ”

After speaking, Bai Ye took care of himself and left, his face was cold, this attack was to annihilate the enemy, but it also exposed many problems.