Between protecting Duan Dye and killing Xiao Ming, the Pavilion Master naturally chose to protect Duan Dye.

She protected Duan Ran behind her and slowly retreated.

Hear the Buddha name.

Xiao Ming's horror calmed down, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dried by the breeze, revealing a smile for the rest of his life.

He knew who the strong man who came to the rescue was-

Thousand Buddha Sect, a monk of Baiji, has a deep friendship with him and has been friends for many years.

Xiao Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and let out a long breath: "This time it can be regarded as an escape." If you don't die in a great calamity, there will be a blessing in the future, and the Beast Sect will ...... Wait!'

When Xiao Ming sighed in his heart.

The Buddha name is approaching.

The bald head came to the eye.

He had a handsome face, his skin was as white as jade, and his narrow eyes looked at the pavilion master.

Although the smile is good-looking, it is difficult to hide the coldness under the eyes.

The pavilion master was expressionless, he had come into contact with the strong people of the Thousand Buddha Sect, although this sect was under the banner of benevolence, righteousness, morality, and compassion, in fact, it only had poisonous intestines, and there was no Buddha heart.

"I've seen the donor. ”

The little bald donkey was polite and descended twenty meters away.

The distance is delicate.

As long as the little bald donkey makes a move, Duan Ran will definitely die.

However.

Things are relative.

The little bald donkey can kill Duan Ran with one move.

Duan Ran can also use his spiritual sense to instantly attack the little bald donkey's skull.

Of course.

The little bald donkey doesn't know the details of the dye section.

Even more disdainful of section dyeing fortification.

It's just a mere Condensation Realm martial artist, and with just a flick of a finger, it will turn into a cold corpse.

Will a male lion be wary of an ant?

No!

He had only one opponent, that is, the Sword Pavilion Master, so all his energy fell on the Pavilion Master.

The pavilion master did not move and did not make a rash move.

She had a tacit understanding with Duan Ran, and understood that Duan Ran wanted to make the White Pole Monk relax her vigilance, and before the spiritual sense attacked, she would definitely give her a hint.

Therefore.

In the case that Duan Ran did not make a move.

The pavilion master's acting skills soared, pretending to be full of anger and grievance.

Looked at.

The Buddha smiled.

With a flick of his fingers, a pitch-black pill was fed to Xiao Ming's mouth.

The pill melts and swallows into the abdomen.

Xiao Ming's chest, flesh and blood squirmed, and the medicinal effect of the flesh and bones of the living and dead turned into turbulence, clanging in Xiao Ming's body.

Pitch black light erupted.

Xiao Ming's injuries are slowly healing!

I'm afraid it will only take an hour to fully recover.

The pavilion master's face was slightly wrinkled, and his pupils were constricted.

She had seen this kind of pill in the spiritual realm, it was as black as ink, and the breath was unknown, but due to the anti-heaven effect of 'life and death, flesh and bones', it became a contention among the major sects.

The turmoil in the spiritual realm is inseparable from the birth of this pill.

At this point, the pavilion master's eyes were slightly cold, staring at the Buddha.

......

The little bald donkey made a monk's salute, his narrow eyes narrowed.

"The donor, the white monk, can't kill in his life. Please be merciful to the donor, leave a line in your work, and see you in the future. ”

The pavilion master snorted fiercely.

"Leave a line for doing things, and see each other in the future?When the Immortal Sect surrounded the Beast Sect, did you ever leave a line for doing things?!"

Hear the words.

The Bai Ji monk didn't seem to want to know what the Immortal Sect had done, but he just blindly had 'compassion' on his face and stopped the pavilion master: "When is the time for retribution? ”

Duan Ran suddenly laughed, his eyes were slightly cold, and his smile stopped suddenly: "If we slaughter the Immortal Sect completely, where will we get revenge?!"

The white monk's face changed, and then he said in a reproachful tone: "Sin, sin, sin. It turned out that the two donors were deeply murderous. ”

Duan Ran was displeased: "I'm afraid you are a blind man, the Immortal Sect killed thousands of my compatriots, isn't it a serious crime?"

The Baiji monk shook his head: "That's an old thing, why do you need to talk about it now? You have killed too much, and you need to repent." ”

"Hehe, double standard miscellaneous dog. ”

Hear Duan Ran's sarcasm.

The White Pole Monk was slightly annoyed and wanted to make a move.

But I'm afraid to kill Duan Ran, Xiao Ming can't be a jade whole, so he can only hold it still.

The atmosphere is tense and delicately balanced.

Both are afraid and do not act lightly.

After all, if you are a strong person in the middle stage of the Guidan Realm, no one can help anyone.

The confrontation between the pavilion master and the Baiji monk gave Xiao Ming a chance to breathe.

Xiao Ming's heart roared wildly at this moment, and his eyes were full of the dawn of survival.

He pulled out the pills from the storage ring.

Stuff it in your mouth.

With a white glow, he greedily devoured the medicinal power in the elixir.

See here.

Duan Ran's face was full of pain, and he couldn't calm down.

These pills are all his!

However, it was wasted by Xiao Ming, a dead man!

Duan Ran took a deep breath, this loss is counted on the little bald donkey, a double-standard miscellaneous dog!

The atmosphere was silent for a long time.

The little bald donkey suddenly smiled brightly.

From the bamboo tube hanging from the body, pour out a small fish.

"Two donors, it's better to play a game, I have a small fish in my hand, you can guess life and death. If you guess wrong, give the monk a thin noodle. Let the benefactor go. ”

The pavilion master sneered again and again: "Oh, the mentally handicapped trick! You wrap the small fish with the real yuan."

If we guess live, you will pinch it to death.

We guessed death, but you saved it.

In any case, we guessed wrong. Don't play!"

......

"But you've been through a battle and you're not in good shape. ”

"And you have a little friend by your side, if there is a fight, will he be able to live?" The little monk can see that you care a lot about him......

"Amitabha, the little monk is really compassionate and doesn't want to kill. But if the donor insists on going his own way, losing his conscience and destroying human nature, the little monk can only break the vows......"

The white pole monk announced the horn, shook his head and sighed, with an arrogant demeanor that if you don't play, you will bear the consequences.

The warning is self-evident.

When he was in the spiritual realm, he relied on his advanced cultivation to force other martial artists to play with him.

To put it bluntly, it is to put on a layer of hypocrisy and do unkind and unrighteous acts.

What is the loss of conscience?

What destroys humanity?

It's just a sin that you want to add, and there is no excuse for it!

The pavilion master naturally knew what kind of trick the Baiji monk was playing, but this bullshit monk poked at her weakness......

Duan Ran was on the side, she didn't want to do it at all!

But.

Do you want to let Xiao Ming recover?

When you are struggling.

Duan Ran stepped out, his eyes made contact with the pavilion master, and he silently said a code, and then spoke frankly.

"I guess it's alive. ”

Hear the words.

The corner of the white pole monk's mouth grinned, and he twisted the small fish to death casually.

"You guessed wrong! ”

The White Pole Monk's tricks are simple and rude.

The vigorous cultivation in the middle of the Guidan Realm gave him no fear.

As early as when he was based in the spiritual realm, he used this way to blackmail many martial artists, and he tried unsuccessfully.

Now the old trick is repeated, and it still works.

Who can do anything to him?

"It's us who lose. There will be a period later. ”

Duan Ran turned around.

The pavilion master slowly retreated.

Obviously, he retreated.

Looked at.

The white pole monk's narrow eyes narrowed, and he easily threw away the small fish.

Duan Ran had no intention of turning back.

But the moment he turned around, his spiritual sense suddenly burst out.

Between the lightning and flint, there are dozens of sharp needles, piercing into the sea of Baiji monks!

At such a close distance, the White Pole Monk was caught off guard, and there was a tingling pain in his skull, and the double shadows in front of him were stacked, making him dizzy and quite uncomfortable.

His position was in disarray.

Although it was only five breaths.

But five breaths is enough for the Pavilion Master to kill him three times!

The pavilion master brazenly shook off the snake bone knife, the long knife with golden flames, slashing the void, infinitely elongated, and the extremely sharp blade rolled on the neck of the white pole monk.

A warm blood spurted out.

The head flew into the air.

The crystal white bald head with a dazed look spun several times in mid-air, fell to the ground with a pop, rolled a few times, and rolled in front of Xiao Ming.

'Boom!'

Xiao Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the white pole monk.

He couldn't believe it.

Rubbing his eyes.

It was finally confirmed that the White Pole Monk had died completely.

'You can kill the Baiji Monk with a single sword, is this still a mid-stage martial artist in the Guidan Realm?'

Xiao Ming didn't know what spiritual sense was.

I only saw that the pavilion master was terrifying and invincible, and his methods were weird!

While Xiao Ming's heart was churning upside down, he was also so frightened that he quickly fled backwards.