"Buzz ......"

The long sword in Bai Feiyun's hand shook slightly.

"This trick is the first time I've made a move since I learned it! Little monk, be careful. ”

Before the move is made, the sword has moved. Such a scene shocked the Shaolin monks. Even the king of the Great Wheel who consciously learned through the past and the present was also shocked, and the last duel in the dark path, the other party was afraid that he really didn't go all out.

In an instant, Gu Mozhi's strong internal force exploded again, and wave after wave hit.

"This trick is called, Flying Immortals Outside the Sky!"

As soon as the words came out, Bai Feiyun had already disappeared in place. The body is like a lonely hong, floating between heaven and earth. In an instant, it turned into dozens of afterimages and trapped Gu Mozhi in it.

The whole body is infused with internal strength, and the attack is high, the momentum of a sword attack is brilliant and fast, with a sword aura that is even cold to the bone marrow, and the edge of the sword is so terrifying that it can't be resisted! The man and the sword seem to have become one, and the sword light is like a flying rainbow.

The figure like a fairy that day stunned everyone who saw this scene. No one can describe the splendor and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the extraordinary speed of this sword, this is not a sword move, but the lightning used by Thor, which is extremely fast.

Gu Mozhi's eyes widened, his eyes were full of horror, and he didn't believe that this was a swordsmanship that should exist in the world.

"Poof!"

There was no possibility of avoiding it at all, and Gu Mozhi had already been pierced through his body by Bai Feiyun's Qingfeng Sword.

"It is worthy of the White Cloud Sword God, the little monk is defeated! Now I know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people who are reasonable, and it is the little monk who is in the face, this is the secret book...... Burst. ”

Although this sword Bai Feiyun did not stab him, the sharp and terrifying sword qi was still tearing at Gu Mozhi's body, causing him to cough up blood.

In this battle, Kuma was convinced, and he took out the cheats without any hesitation.

"The master has attained enlightenment Bodhi, congratulations!" Bai Feiyun Dao, this is also the first time to call Gu Mozhi as a master.

Gu Mozhi clutched his chest and took a long breath: "Amitabha, donor, don't say goodbye to the little monk." If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go up to my big snow mountain and sit down, and the little monk will meet you. ”

"I'll go when I have the chance." Bai Feiyun nodded.

When Gu Mozhi left, the senior monks of Shaolin Temple also came back to their senses.

The sword that didn't look like the world just now really made them see it.

"The donor is young, but he has such a cultivation. The name of the sword god is well deserved! Xuan Lin praised.

This is the first time that someone has truly recognized Bai Feiyun's title.

Bai Feiyun said with some embarrassment: "The so-called name of the Baiyun Sword God is just a joke from the kid at the beginning, and it shouldn't be like this." But today, I'm here to make a war post. ”

Xuan Lone's face fell, and he said bitterly: "Amitabha, the donor has such a swordsmanship, and I am afraid that no one can defeat the temple, so please ask the donor to come back." ”

"The world's martial arts come out of Shaolin, and there is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Shaolin, and there is also self-knowledge below. If you don't come in to improve your martial arts, you don't dare to come rashly to challenge. Master, please come out and see you! ”

In the last sentence, Bai Feiyun used his internal strength, and the sound shook the sky, and the hall was shaken slightly.

A few old monks who were nearby only felt their ears ringing, their bodies shook slightly, and their faces suddenly flushed. Bai Feiyun's voice did not use the lion's roar skill, nor was it aggressive, just like that, it was extremely terrifying.

"What a deep internal force!" The monks were shocked and looked at each other.

Thinking that something was wrong, the junior monks outside hurried over, and Xuan Lin waved his hand to let them stay outside.

Seeing that there was no movement, Bai Feiyun shouted loudly again: "Disciple of the Easy Sect, Bai Feiyun came to pay a visit, please come out and see him!" ”

This time I went farther away, otherwise these old monks of Shaolin Temple were afraid that they would really have internal injuries. He wanted to go to the Scripture Pavilion to find it, but he had a thought in his heart, if the other party had the heart to come out, he would naturally come out. If you don't have a heart, you may not be able to find it.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

An old monk in a green robe with a white beard and white eyebrows appeared at the door at some point.

When the Xuan Lin brothers saw this person, they were puzzled. Judging by what he is wearing, he should be a serving monk, is this the master that the white donor wants to see?

"The master is finally willing to see him!" Bai Feiyun said with a smile.

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and walked in.

"The old monk is just a monk who sweeps the floor in the Scripture Pavilion, and he deserves the title of master."

"Master, the kid has doubts and wants to be confirmed, and I hope the master will teach you a lesson or two!" Bai Feiyun Road.

The old monk looked unmoved, and said: "The donor's internal strength is profound, the old monk is not as good as one or two, and the donor's swordsmanship is wonderful, the old monk is afraid that he is invincible, and he hopes that the donor will forgive his sins." ”

"Master, since this is the case, that kid can only offend!"

After Bai Feiyun finished speaking, the Qingfeng Sword had already struck. The Holy Spirit Sword has already been used, and when a thunderbolt rushes straight to the chest of the sweeping monk, the sword is like a swimming dragon, extremely fast, fierce and ruthless.

"Amitabha."

The old monk folded his hands together, stepped a little, and his figure floated backwards.

The strength of the two is extremely high, if they fight each other, I am afraid that they will destroy this Daxiong Treasure Palace. Therefore, the sweeping monk retreated out, and Bai Feiyun also knew what the sweeping monk meant, so he immediately followed.

In the lobby, several people looked at each other, and then followed.

Bai Feiyun's sword is like a floating cloud, extremely fast and tricky, and extremely ruthless.

However, the sweeping monk put his hands together, as if he was chanting scriptures, and that was the case, there seemed to be an invisible wall of qi in front of him, and the Qingfeng Sword called Bai Feiyun could not advance.

Bai Feiyun's eyes froze, it seemed that with sword moves alone, he couldn't break through this kind of qi.

After obtaining Wuyazi's decades of pure Northern Darkness Internal Strength, Bai Feiyun's strength had reached an incredible realm. I saw that his Qingfeng sword was slanted, and a long sword appeared in the sky, and the sharp gold qi was extremely terrifying. Just the slightest breath made the faces of the Shaolin monks around him change greatly.

"Open it for me!"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting through the sky, and the qi wall could no longer be blocked after all, and was cut by the sword in Bai Feiyun's hand.

"Such a pure Northern Darkness True Qi, I'm afraid it didn't come from the donor's cultivation. Such a tangled martial arts is contrary to the intention of the carefree faction Zhuang Zhou, I am afraid it is not good. ”

The old monk stepped back, and between the light wind and clouds, there was still room to speak, which showed the strength of his person. And the steps under his feet were like the shrunken inches in the legend of the martial arts, which was extremely wonderful.

"Whether it's refutation or harmony, if you're too entangled in this, I'm afraid you'll fall behind, aren't you? Predecessor! Bai Feiyun said with a smile.

Reading the eight novels of Tianlong, he guessed that this sweeping monk might be a disciple of the Xiaoyao faction. In the entire martial arts, there is no one person who knows the sect of the Xiaoyao Sect, including Gu Mozhi. Even Xuan Ci had never heard of this sect, but when this sweeping monk first saw Gu Mozhi, he said that he was practicing the small Wuxianggong of the Xiaoyao School.

In other words, even if this person is not from the Carefree faction, I am afraid that it has a lot to do with the Carefree faction. But one thing is certain, he is by no means from Shaolin Temple, in the original book, he once said that he came to Shaolin Temple for forty-two or three years. If he is only eighty years old now, there is almost thirty or forty years of blank history in front of him.

Hearing Bai Feiyun's words, the sweeping monk's face sank slightly: "Master Bai, be careful." ”

A palm swept in, King Kong-like, sandwiched with infinite golden light, like the Buddha's palm, ethereal, but it cut off Bai Feiyun's retreat.

"Good time!"

Bai Feiyun's face was happy, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and his long sword danced.

Palm-breaking!

The sword moves, the palm receives.

"Master Bai, good swordsmanship!" The sweeping monk praised it, and then pointed out again.

Fingers!

The strength is not inferior to the Duan Clan's Six Veins Divine Sword. Bai Feiyun's internal strength was infused, the sword swept away, blocked this finger, and the castration stagnated slightly, and when he moved again, the sweeping monk had already retreated.

The two of them fought, and their strength was flying and sharp as a knife. The Holy Spirit swordsmanship is very fast, Dugu Nine Swords, breaking through the world's martial arts, flying immortals outside the sky, like the immortal god, Ling Bo microstep, like an immortal. However, after a cup of tea, a thousand strokes have passed, and the forest-sweeping monks who watched it were stunned, and their eyes were full of shock.

The sweeping monk has countless methods, and any martial arts seems to be alive in his hands. Even if it is an Arhat fist, it can also play the feeling of divine skills, and Taizu's long fist can be as strong as the eighteen palms of the dragon.

In this battle, from the afternoon to the evening, Bai Feiyun exhausted all his swordsmanship, and he still couldn't help the other party. The sweeping monk never hurt Bai Feiyun, he only sighed that Bai Feiyun's swordsmanship was mysterious, if it wasn't for his inexperience, he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with it.

can be a tie, not a sweeper to make a tie, a hook jade writing wheel eye played a great role. Although it is only a hook of jade, the insight ability is not comparable to ordinary eyes.

After discussing martial arts with the sweeping monk for a few days, Bai Feiyun went down to Songshan Mountain. Looking at its direction, it should be to go to the Tianshan Mountains.