It was night, and the cool breeze was so cool that people felt comfortable physically and mentally, but at this time, the white wood under the door of the White Wood Martial Arts Hall was still open, but it was not very comfortable.

Anyone who is locked by someone else's qi machine will not feel comfortable.

"Did the three of you come out by yourself or did Bai ask a few to come out?" Bai's eyes quickly swept over the darkness in three places on the street, and his tone was cold.

"Amitabha! Since the white donor has been graciously invited, how dare the poor monk disobey! The poor monk has seen the white benefactor with a hollow heart!"

As soon as Bai Mu's words fell, a Buddhist chant sounded, and at the same time, a bald monk walked out of the darkness.

"Hmph, the owner of a small martial arts hall dares to speak so loudly!"

A hoarse female voice sounded, and a woman with white hair, a pale face, and fierce eyes also floated out of the darkness at the same time.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao has seen the White Pavilion Master!"

The sound of the Dao sounded, and a middle-aged Daoist in his hand and wearing a Dao robe walked out of the last darkness.

"The bald head of the Buddha Gate, the Demon Demon Girl, the Taoist priest of the Daomen, are you a little wide?" Looking at the three people who appeared in front of him, Bai Mu couldn't help frowning, and the unhappiness on his face was extremely obvious.

As soon as Bai Mu's words fell, the middle-aged Taoist priest shook the float in his hand slightly: "Poor Dao is dustless, I have seen the White Pavilion Master!" It is not our control's width, but the White Pavilion Master's move to recruit civilians into the Martial Arts Pavilion has really shaken our foundation!"

"Foundation?You accept your disciples, Bai accepts Bai's disciples, how can Bai have touched the foundation of several sects?" Looking at the bald head that stepped forward slightly, Bai Mu asked puzzled.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! As the master of the Martial Pavilion, it is his duty to recruit disciples, but the White Pavilion Master should not open the Martial Sect!"

"As soon as Bai Shi's martial arts gate opened during the day, thousands of cultivators who should have cultivated the land honestly poured into Bai Shizhu's martial arts hall, and even the cultivators of our three divisions were ready to move. ”

"Once the martial arts of the White Pavilion Master is always open, the poor people of the entire Yangzhou City will gradually yearn for it, and our foundation in Yangzhou City will not be shaken?" said the middle-aged Taoist priest Wuchen.

When Bai Mu heard this, he nodded in understanding, then looked at Taoist Wuchen and asked, "Your Excellency is a Taoist priest?"

"Poor road dustless!"

"Wuchen, it seems that Your Excellency is a true Taoist! It's just that Bai has always heard of Taoist cultivation and inaction, and he can't imagine that the Taoist Master still has such a mortal heart!" Bai Mu sneered.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The Tao is inaction, but the poor Dao is still a mortal after all, and the seven emotions and six desires that mortals have also have the Poor Dao, therefore, the Poor Dao must not let the White Pavilion Master break the foundation of the Poor Daoist Taoist Temple!

When Bai Mu heard this, he looked at the bald monk and the white-haired woman who were silent on the side, and also sighed: "Bai has tried not to provoke you, why do you still want to provoke Bai." ”

"But since you're here, stay there!"

Rumble!

Before Bai Mu's words fell, he was already like a gust of wind whistling towards the dustless closest to his memory.

When the words fell, Bai Mu had already come to Wuchen, and his clenched iron fist smashed down towards Wuchen.

Seeing Bai Mu appear in front of him, Wuchen suddenly changed color, and then the true qi around his body worked, pouring the floating dust in his hand, blocking his chest.

Boom!

The iron fist smashed down, breaking Wuchen's floating dust full of innate true qi with a blow, and then without a pause, it smashed Wuchen's chest.

Suddenly, Wuchen vomited blood and flew upside down, a large hole was sunken inward in his chest, the bones in the depression were broken inch by inch, and the breath of life disappeared in the inverted flight.

"Grandmaster is strong!" Looking at Wuchen, who had no breath before he landed, the bald monk and the white-haired woman exclaimed at the same time, and then retreated at the same time, quickly turning around and fleeing into the distance.

Both are innate martial artists of their respective sects stationed in Yangzhou City, and the two of them are very clear about Wuchen's strength.

The cultivation of dustless internal strength is the same as theirs, and it is all in the late stage of congenital. However, although the three of them are in the late stage of congenital development, their combat power is not inferior even in the face of congenital consummate martial artists.

And now, in the face of Wuchen, who was not inferior to the congenital consummation powerhouse, he was smashed to death by Bai Mu with a punch in an instant, just one punch.

From this, it can be seen that Bai Mu is obviously a strong grandmaster!

Facing the Grandmaster powerhouse, facing the Grandmaster powerhouse who could bombard the Dustless Daoist whose strength was not inferior to theirs in one blow, the two could only escape, and they could only flee desperately.

However, since they came, how could Shiraki let them escape so easily?

Rumble!

When the two of them turned around, Shiraki had already put his right foot on the ground and disappeared in place.

The next moment, Bai Mu appeared behind the white-clothed woman who was turning, and his big hand quickly touched the white-haired woman's snow-white and smooth neck, and then "clicked" and twisted ruthlessly.

Bai Mu, who had no pity for the jade, after twisting the white-haired woman's neck, threw the white-haired woman who still had body temperature into the bald monk dozens of meters away like throwing garbage, causing a "whirring" air explosion in the air.

The wind was howling, and before the bald monk who turned around could dodge, he had been smashed on his waist by eighty or ninety pounds of "garbage", smashing dozens of meters.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the bald monk fell to the ground.

"Ahh

After landing, the bald monk did not lose his life, however, just as the bald monk wanted to get up and run away, a sharp pain suddenly hit his heart and disappeared immediately.

Later, the bald monk found that he could no longer feel the presence of his lower body, and apparently, his waist spine had been smashed just now.

"Waist, life is going to be gone, what's the use of a waist!" Bai quickly came to the bald monk's side amid the wailing of the bald monk, and then stepped the bald monk's neck, which could still be twisted.

Click!

"Pavilion Master!"

Just as Bai Mu sent the bald monk to the Western Heaven Bliss with one foot, Shi Long and Changji, who lived in the martial arts hall, happened to hurriedly come behind Bai Mu with several burly men.

"Pavilion Master, who are they?" asked Shi Long, who saw three corpses on the ground behind Bai Mu.

"They? were originally three living people, but they just blocked the way of the main hall master, so now they are just three piles of fertilizer that can make a certain piece of land fertile!" Bai Mu looked at the three corpses under his feet, in front of him, and beside him, and said lightly.

"Road?" Shi Long was a little puzzled.

"That's right, the road! The three of them are the leaders of the power of the Buddha Gate, the Demon Gate, and the Dao Gate in Yangzhou City, and they are also the roadblocks for the development and growth of the Baimu Martial Arts Hall, and now, they are all dead, and in a short period of time, the Martial Arts Hall has no roadblocks. ”

"Without these few roadblocks, you must know how to do it!"

"Disciple knows!"