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Bai Zhijun suddenly launched an attack on Yang Ze, causing countless people to exclaim.

"It's despicable. ”

"That's it, I didn't expect the people of the Bai family to be so shameless. ”

The crowd in the stands couldn't help but curse.

"Hmph. Bai Zhijun snorted coldly in his heart, what about being despicable, as long as he kills Yang Ze, he will succeed.

Now that Yang Ze is robbing his marriage, if he doesn't die here, then if today's incident spreads, I'm afraid countless people will know about it.

When the time comes, everyone will know that someone has robbed the Bai family's wedding, and where will the Bai family's dignity and face be placed.

Therefore, Yang Ze must die.

Bai Zhijun's sneak attack was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and the sharp dagger stabbed straight into Yang Ze's back heart.

At this moment, Yang Ze turned around unhurriedly and slowly grabbed the dagger.

Despite his slow speed, he grabbed the blade of the dagger without missing a minute.

"Hmph, what about grabbing it, take off one of your hands first. ”

Bai Zhijun sneered, his dagger can be said to be a treasure like clay, and it is Ou Bai Zhijun's favorite thing, but few people know that he has this dagger, because only in times of crisis, life and death, he will take it out and kill the other party.

And now another ghost has appeared who died under his dagger.

But in the next second, Bai Zhijun's smug face stiffened.

The dagger that he grasped steadily, as if he was already about to be drenched in blood, but the expected blood splattered did not appear.

"How is it possible?" Bai Zhijun exclaimed in surprise, his eyes were about to come out, and there was no blood flowing out when he grabbed it, could it be that Yang Ze's palm was sharper than a dagger that sharpened iron like clay?

Bai Zhijun didn't know that Yang Ze's palm was not very powerful, but the moment he grabbed it, he had already wrapped his palm with spiritual power, so that his palm was under protection, so that he was not cut.

Otherwise, Yang Ze's palm would have been abolished a long time ago.

Bai Zhijun naturally scratched his head and couldn't figure out this problem, but he suddenly felt an ominous premonition, his scalp was numb, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, he was caught by Yang Ze in a sneak attack, and Yang Ze could still get around him?

Bai Zhijun wanted to run away quickly, but at this time, Yang Ze's voice full of murderous intent came into Bai Zhijun's ears and said, "Want to run, is it that easy?"

"You want to kill me? I am the second young master of the Bai family, if you kill me, the Bai family will not spare you. Bai Zhijun looked at Yang Ze, who was already full of crazy killing intent, in horror.

"Hmph, although I'm not afraid of the Bai family's revenge, but a despicable villain like you, sometimes it's more painful to live than to die. Yang Ze said lightly.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Zhijun was not a fool, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly his face changed wildly, and he said.

"Scrap you. Yang Ze snorted, this kind of harmful thing, only if he becomes an ordinary person, Yang Ze is most satisfied.

After speaking, Yang Ze slapped it with a palm.

A slow palm, like a leisurely stroll after dinner, is the same speed as the old people doing Tai Chi in the park.

However, at such a speed, Bai Zhijun couldn't dodge, and could only watch Yang Ze's palm imprint on his chest.

"Don't ......" Bai Zhijun's face was pale, this time he was really scared, if he was in an ordinary family, it would naturally be the best thing to have a dull life.

But born in the Bai family, he came into contact with martial arts masters, if he became a waste from a powerful young master, the feeling of being ridiculed all day long is really worse than death.

However, in Yang Ze's eyes, not killing Bai Zhijun is already worthy of him, abolishing him is already the best result, and a despicable villain like him deserves to be a waster.

"Little bastard, you dare to ......" Suddenly there was an angry roar, and a fast white figure flew by.

Has the savior arrived? Yang Ze looked at Bai Zhijun with a ecstatic face, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, what if the other party's savior arrived, no matter who came today, he couldn't stop him from abolishing Bai Zhijun's determination.

As if sensing Yang Ze's thoughts, this figure was extremely fast, and he appeared next to Yang Ze in the blink of an eye, and punched him hard.

This punch, mixed with strong spiritual power, has far exceeded Yang Ze's strength, if Yang Ze is hit by this punch, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Yang Ze turned around and punched the opponent's fist.

Yang Ze snorted, and sure enough, the other party's strength surpassed him.

Ancient Martial Realm, the other party is a master of Ancient Martial Realm!

Yang Ze sighed, the first one was the senior sister, and the second one was the one in front of him.

However, Yang Ze obviously felt that the strength of the person in front of him was stronger than that of his senior sister.

Seeing Yang Ze turn around and not slap down, Bai Zhijun and this figure were slightly relieved.

Although Yang Ze snorted, he still showed a sneer, you think too simply, I said that I want to abolish Bai Zhijun, and I must abolish him today.

At the critical moment, Yang Ze took a step back, and suddenly his other hand was fiercely imprinted on Bai Zhijun, whose face had turned into horror.

Bai Zhijun's voice like killing a pig on the spot came out.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Zhijun tilted his head and closed his eyes in despair.

Before falling unconscious, Bai Zhijun's eyes revealed a trace of despair.

Scrapped.

He was abolished by Yang Ze, and the spiritual power of his body had already dissipated, and there was no spiritual power left.

Bai Zhijun has completely changed from an ancient martial arts master to a waste like an ordinary person.

"Little bastard, give me death. The furious white figure suddenly roared angrily, slapped Yang Ze with a palm, and then hurried to see Bai Zhijun's situation.

Yang Ze vomited blood and flew out on the spot.

"Yang Ze, are you okay?" Jiang Mei anxiously helped Yang Ze up.

"It's too much, let me teach this guy a lesson. Han Zhu said angrily.

"Don't go, you're no match. Yang Ze shook his head and said, although he spit blood, Yang Ze quickly unloaded most of the other party's spiritual power, and there was no danger to his life at that time.

But Yang Ze also felt that his body was choking enough, and he no longer had any combat power.

However, Yang Ze didn't have time to look at his physical condition, but stared at the white figure in front of him.

Master.

Absolute masters.

At least a master in the ancient martial arts realm.

Yang Ze squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the other party.

This is a middle-aged man in his fifties, who looks absolutely ordinary, and even if he is thrown on the street, he will never give people a second look.

But this man has a pair of eyes as sharp as a blade, and the whole person makes people look murderous.

However, the man seems to have a deep cultivation, and usually hides his murderous aura well, and only appears when he is angry.

For example, at this moment, when facing Yang Ze, he was the most angry, and that was the killing intent that wanted to tear Yang Ze to pieces.

"Who are you?" Yang Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frowned, and asked slowly.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Ze with disdain, and slowly spoke, shocking the audience.

"White Dragon!"

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