"What should I do, little master, should we withdraw?" The seventh brother stood behind Wang Buer, he was very nervous at this time, and said cautiously with a tense face.

Wang Buji squatted on the ground, he was thinking about what Ah Hua said.

Suddenly, "Be careful! Wang Buer's spirit was shocked. turned around and made up for the old seventh brother behind him, "Snort! A sound rang out.

Wang Buer made up for the seventh brother and rolled to the side, and the two stood up suddenly, looking at the grass where the seventh brother was standing, and there was already a poplar trunk.

Suddenly, Wang Buer's eyes cracked, and he followed the direction of the throw, looking at the western range of the jungle, on a big tree outside the poisonous smoke area, and at some point, a figure was already standing.

This figure was dressed in a white cloak-style robe, with a white grimace mask on his face, dressed in hunting clothes, and was standing on the tree to look at Wang Buer and Seventh Brother on the ground, and from the eyes of the mask, it seemed to feel his contemptuous gaze.

As soon as Wang Buer saw this white-clothed figure, he raised his eyebrows and looked angrily, and immediately looked at the person on the tree, and said angrily: "Who are you? Why kill them so brutally and kill us? ”

The man in white saw that he couldn't kill anyone with one blow just now, so he didn't say a word, he turned around and jumped towards a tree trunk behind him, and wanted to leave.

When Wang Buji saw that this person was leaving, he was furious, and immediately chased after the figure, and said angrily while chasing: "If you don't make it clear, don't want to leave!" ”

However, the man in white did it lightly, and in a few jumps, he had already jumped far away. He didn't pay any attention to Wang Fuji's pursuit. I saw him on the dense tree, agile and agile, jumping and galloping away. I want to swing my legs.

However, the king who is chasing after him on the ground is not so easy to get rid of. At this time, he was like an angry and fierce leopard, running and shuttling under the staggered grass and trees.

The dantian Taiyin Sun spiritual power in his body is rapidly running around his body, and the meridians of his body are constantly circulating, so that the blood in his body is surging in an instant, and the wind is surging under his feet, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and soon, he and the man in white are closer than three meters away.

Wang Buji released his spiritual power, his eyes jumped out of the flames, staring at the white-clothed man in the sky above him, constantly jumping between the trees, looking at his light skills, it should not be under him.

Immediately, Wang Buer said angrily at him again: "Although I don't know who you are, when you use such cruel means to kill those innocent police officers, heaven will not tolerate you, if I can't catch you, God will not let you go of a person like you who has lost his conscience!" ”

However, Wang Buer's words, the man in white ignored him at all, and jumped on the canopy by himself.

"If you don't give me an explanation, I'll kill you!" Wang Buji said angrily again.

The man in white had no intention of stopping at all, which made Wang Fuji angry, and his expression was gloomy and cold.

Under the fingers, in an instant, he instantly pulled out the long iron sword behind his back with his right hand, used the dantian spiritual power, and threw it towards the white-clothed man on the tree, the long iron sword.

In the blink of an eye, the iron sword slashed a silver light.

Sure enough, the man in white on the tree had sensed the long iron sword that Wang Buer suddenly projected from behind. Immediately, the eyes of his mask showed a look of contempt. Unhurriedly, he shifted direction and jumped away diagonally to the left of his figure.

"Bell!" With a thud, the iron sword stabbed into the trunk of the tree where he had landed. "Humph!" Wang Buji saw that the blow missed, he snorted coldly, his eyes lit up, and while running, he stomped on the grass with his right foot, and instantly exerted his strength.

Puff... With a few footsteps, he jumped onto the tree with the help of the trunk, and immediately pulled out the long iron sword inserted in the trunk with his right hand.

At this time, the white man was also forced by Wang Fuji to stop, he stood on the tree, turned around, a pair of eyes under the mask were sneering, and looked at Wang Fuji with a proud expression.

"Who the hell are you? Why kill them in such a brutal way? If you don't give me an explanation, don't want to leave! Wang Buer shook the tip of his sword and pointed at the man in white in front of him, and said in shock.

The man in white looked at Wang Buer's angry eyes, and then he lazily hugged his arms and sneered twice. Eventually, his hoarse voice rang out, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am, you'll be one of them, die!" ”

As he spoke, a long dagger suddenly appeared in the right hand of the man in white, emitting a sharp cold light, and instantly slashed towards Wang Fuji.

Wang Buer's eyes were cold, this guy moved quickly, and in an instant, the dagger drew a half-arc diagonally in front of him. "Humph!" Wang Buer snorted coldly, and then the long iron sword in his right hand was blocked vertically.

"Zheng!" There was a sound of iron.

The power that erupted from the man in white suddenly made Wang Buji's figure hurriedly retreat, jumping onto a tree trunk on the right.

The man in white looked at him with a mocking look, he couldn't strike a blow, and in an instant, his second blow to the dagger slashed again.

Wang Buji frowned, his expression cold. Suddenly, he also stabbed out his long iron sword and struck at the dagger.

"Bell...", back and forth, the two slashed and exchanged four or five moves.

The face of the man in white under the mask was grim, he held a dagger in his right hand, and stabbed Wang Fuji's long iron sword, but his right foot instantly struck and kicked towards Wang Fuji's temple. The leg strength is strong, the angle is difficult, and if you are hit, you will not die or be disabled.

Wang Fuji's expression was shocked, and in an instant, he formed a fist with his left hand, tightened the radialis muscle of his elbow, and held the temple of his head.

Suddenly, "Poof! With a bang, Wang Buji stiffly took the white-clothed man's steel slam leg.

The huge leg strength still shook Wang Bu'er to fall from the trunk of the tree, and fell on the grass and took three steps back before he stabilized his body.

Wang Buer's expression was cold, and he suddenly looked up at the white-clothed man standing on the trunk of the tree, and said in surprise: "Daoist Ninth Layer Realm Peak Level? ”

The man in white standing on the trunk of the tree, seeing Wang Buer's shocked gaze, he sneered twice, his eyes were contemptuous, and he said proudly: "Boy, you know that you are afraid!" With your Daoist Nine-Layer Realm ability, you are not my opponent, if you know each other, you will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, perhaps, I think I can let you live! ”

Wang Buji was indeed a little shocked in his heart, but as for being afraid, it was too early. Because the king was not afraid of him at all.

Wang Buer shook his left arm, which was a little paralyzed, and looked at the arrogant white-clothed man on the trunk, and suddenly he sneered twice, and said: "You are too carried away, if you want your grandfather and me to kneel and beg for mercy, let's ask the long sword in my hand first!" ”

"The second form of the demon subduing sword method, subduing the demon and running the thunder!"

Wang Buer's right hand presented a long iron sword, snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the figure jumped up, and in an instant it had jumped over the top of the man in white, and the long iron sword in his hand was held high by him, and the diameter slashed towards the man in white on the trunk.

Seeing this, the man in white sneered and said, "I don't know what is alive or dead, so I don't know each other, don't blame me for being ruthless!" As he spoke, as soon as the dagger in his right hand was raised, he took Wang Buji and slashed a sword.

Wang Buji knew this, and his horizontal sword followed the dagger of the man in white, and instantly slashed towards his neck.

But the man in white reacted very quickly, he leaned back, and his neck easily dodged the tip of Wang Fuji's long iron sword. Under the mask of his grimace, there was a grim cry in his eyes. Then, on the left side of his figure, the dagger in his right hand slashed along the blade of Wang Fuji's iron sword, "Bell!" With a thud, the dagger struck the blade of the long iron sword. The figures of the two suddenly drew closer. Wang Buer's eyes were furious, staring at the man in white a foot away, and he looked at a pair of cold eyes under his mask.

Suddenly, the man in white's eyes were shocked, and his brain "buzzed"!

Seeing this, Wang Buer's eyes were cold, and taking advantage of the instant, his left hand formed a fist, and suddenly slammed into the temple of the head of the man in white.

"Poof!" With a bang, the man in white screamed, and he was hit by Wang Buji's powerful fist, and he flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood from under his mask. He looked up and looked at Wang Buji who was holding a long iron sword in one hand on the trunk of the tree, the eyes under his mask were no longer contemptuous, he showed shock, as if he couldn't believe it, and said, "You... Are you a cultivator? How is this possible? ”

Seeing his shocked gaze, Wang Buji sneered twice.

Just now, at the moment when the two of them got closer, Wang Buer instantly condensed his spiritual power, stared closely at the eyes of the man in white, and through the attack of his spiritual power, he hit the spiritual nest of the man in white heavily.

Because the man in white is not a cultivator, his spiritual power is naturally not as good as the spiritual power of a cultivator in the nine-layer realm of Wang Buer, so when Wang Buer didn't expect it, he instantly condensed his spiritual power and hit his spiritual nest to give him a heavy blow! It was only then that he was in a trance, and Wang Buji succeeded.

This is also the strength of Wang Fuji's cultivator, who is not only the nemesis of ghosts, but also fatal to the three souls and seven spirits of the living. If his spiritual power reaches the realm of a cultivator. In the blink of an eye, it can shatter the three souls and seven spirits of an ordinary person.

This is also Wang Buji's last move, because the man in white couldn't imagine that he was also a spiritual cultivator.

Wang Buer stood on the trunk of the tree, pointed at the man in white, looked down at him with cold eyes, and shouted coldly: "Let's say, the matter of the zombie ancestor of the Liang family, is it that you are behind the scenes, secretly planning to do it, and killing those innocent policemen, why is this?" ”

The white-clothed man staggered, stood up staggeringly, his eyes under his mask were cold, looking at Wang Bu'er on the trunk, he sneered twice, and said, "Boy, don't think that if you are a double cultivator, I will be afraid of you."

Yes, the matter of the zombie ancestor of the Liang family was indeed arranged by me behind my back, those stupid policemen, hehe, are just unlucky ghosts who are fertilizers, and they will die when they die. The man in white has a careless look and an arrogant and uninhibited appearance, he regards human life as dung, and he should not do it at all.

Wang Buji saw that he regarded human life as a grass, which made him angry, glared and shouted: "You are not as good as a pig and a dog, what kind of hatred do you have with the Liang family?" Kill them with such cruelty! ”

Bai Yi sneered, looking at Wang Buer, he showed a contemptuous gaze, and snorted coldly: "Boy, don't you think you have too many problems?" Pick me up first, a soul lover**, and then talk about it! ”

Immediately, the man in white formed a strange magic seal in his hands, and a yellow talisman ghost bag appeared in his right hand, and he held a soul-thirsty talisman and oral talisman in his left hand.

"Soul Lust **, out!" He snorted coldly, and the man in white unfolded the yellow charm in his right hand to collect the ghost bag.

Suddenly, more than two dozen white souls flew out of the mouth of the ghost bag and hung in the air, forming a human form, revealing the hideous face of fangs and claws.

"Soul Lust, you are a member of the White Lotus Sect!"