There are all kinds of martial arts in the world, the first product is the peak, the second product is the first to reach the gate of heaven, the third product is a small success, and the others are not in the product. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The grade of martial arts is divided into positive and false, and the former can easily suppress the latter. If a martial artist can only simply use the spirit pattern as the basis to display his potential, then he is only a low-level martial artist, but if he can be blessed by the spirit pattern array and turn the spirit pattern into a qi wave, this can be regarded as touching the threshold of the grade.

Spirit pattern stones can be bought anywhere, but not everyone can comprehend the spirit pattern array, the size of a comprehended spirit pattern pattern determines the level of grade, the larger the spirit pattern array, the stronger the power, and the higher the grade.

An ordinary person who has no power to restrain the chicken, even if he is strong and has the strength of a thousand catties, it is just a joke in front of a martial artist with a grade, so becoming a spirit pattern martial artist with a grade is the dream of all people who leave the dynasty.

However, even Uncle Baili, a bad old man who looks emaciated, can actually survive the super storm caused by the two pseudo-second-grade masters, and he can still talk and laugh like this.

It's hard to say how this isn't shocking.

At this moment, a shocking thought arose in the hearts of the people of the two forces, could it be that this bad old man was a first-grade master hidden outside the world? However, some people hesitated again, who knew that there were only seven first-grade masters in the entire dynasty. When did the master of a product become a cabbage on the bad street, and you can meet one casually when you walk in the wilderness?

However, what was happening in front of them made them have to believe it.

Ru Zijun held up his injured body and said to the shopkeeper of Baili: "Senior, junior will order someone to come tomorrow to build a new inn for seniors." ”

Uncle Baili calmed his brows at this time, but he was still a bad old man, he used a trace of internal strength, and said with a smile: "That's it, it's just a broken inn, the old is too old to go and the new one won't come." ”

He laughed as he spoke, but everyone was even more convinced that the bad old man in front of him was a peerless master. And the hundred miles chasing the wind on the side are at a loss, when the goatee daddy has become a senior.

Even if the middle-aged man was arrogant, he didn't dare to be arrogant in front of the first-class master, so he immediately bowed down and said: "Senior, the juniors of this inn will naturally order people to come to repair it, and I just hope that the seniors can be a middleman and not help each other." ”

Ru Zijun frowned when he heard this, but he didn't dare to say anything, but Uncle Baili still had a kind and kind face full of smiles, and he raised his voice a little, "Harmony is precious! Young people don't always fight and kill, can't they give me a face for this bad old man?"

The middle-aged man continued to bow down, but his tone was extremely firm, "Senior, this is the person I want to hunt down and kill." It is also our mission, if we can't complete the mission, we will die when we go back. ”

Uncle Baili frowned when he heard this, and his voice became calm without any emotion, "I heard that your Pang Yuelou has changed to a deputy owner, and she is still the second beautiful beauty on the Linglong list, why is the woman's family so ruthless." ”

The middle-aged man's face became gloomy when he heard this, but his voice did not regress in the slightest, "Senior, please give the junior a face." The younger generation Han Rong will come to the door to thank him with a generous gift. ”

"What if I say no?" Uncle Baili was still calm, but there was a bit of irresistible majesty in the calm.

Han Rong said: "Then, forgive the juniors for not measuring their own strength, but ask the seniors for a few tricks." ”

Speaking slowly, his body moved rapidly in the dark night, and his right hand was clenched, his middle index finger was interlocked, and he tried his best to make a move containing the power of the spirit pattern that cut through the space to attack Uncle Baili, and the wind rolled up by the high-speed moving body was as sharp as a sword blade.

Baili Chasing Wind watched the man in black in front of him hit his father like a hurricane, and instantly screamed in horror.

Uncle Baili was unmoved, as if he didn't care about this earth-destroying violent force, and when the hurricane approached, he slowly stretched out his right hand, palm outward, and it seemed that the ancient spirit pattern embedded in the flesh and blood was unusually dazzling and lit up, and with a few buzzing sounds, an unprecedented light blue spirit pattern appeared, and the hurricane was extremely weak in front of the spirit pattern array.

Uncle Baili shook his head with a sigh, sighed helplessly, and then changed his fingers, and the spirit pattern array was crushed like a tsunami. That majestic hurricane was as fragile as a baby in front of the huge Spirit Pattern Array, all the power was absorbed by the Spirit Pattern Array, and Han Rong was bounced out by the rebound power of the Spirit Pattern Array and fell into the dust.

A real grade crushing, all the people around him were shocked by the scene in front of him, and Baili Chasing Wind was even more surprised that his whole jaw was about to fall, he never knew that the goatee daddy was such a super master.

The bright light emitted by the huge Spirit Pattern Array illuminated the entire sky like the sun, and at the end of the dust, Han Rong barely supported his body to stand up, his internal organs had already been shattered by the rebound power of the Spirit Pattern Array.

Han Rong, the owner of the Pang Yuelou branch who didn't know how many people he had killed, was extremely sad at the moment, such emotions surged into his heart for the first time, who would have thought that such a hard-hearted and ruthless person would also have such a desperate day.

Han Rong knew that there was no way to live, he pushed away the subordinates who were supporting him, sat on his knees, muttered to himself, and a white light appeared around him, and the white light slowly became dazzling.

When he landed, a huge Buddha statue appeared out of thin air behind him, the Buddha statue chanted words in his mouth, dense golden scriptures appeared in the sky, and the chaotic scriptures penetrated the walls of the spirit pattern array, and rushed into the ears of everyone, stirring up the pain of everyone's internal organs, as if they were about to be shattered.

A desperate fight at the cost of death, for Han Rong, the task must be completed even if he dies. Therefore, he can only burn the source of life, otherwise he will not have any chance at all.

The origin of life is the soul of every martial artist, but it is also an extremely ruthless counterattack. At the cost of life, burn longevity and potential. It can inflict a fatal blow on the enemy through the blessing of any Spirit Pattern Array, and its power can be imagined.

"I can't help myself!"

For the first time, Uncle Baili's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, and the spirit pattern light in the center of his palm suddenly dazzled, and the energy rushed out again, through the huge spirit pattern array, a huge air wave shot out from the spirit pattern array.

The air waves shot away like a huge wave, Han Rong opened his eyes, looked at the air waves that shot out with a destructive aura, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he calmly closed his eyes to welcome the arrival of death.

The Buddha statue was crushed, the people in Pang Yuelou were crushed, and there was no life at all where the air wave went.

The Spirit Pattern Array disappeared, the heavens and the earth darkened again, and the breeze gently blew across the earth. Everything seems to have happened at all, except for the unbelievable eyes of everyone in the Tianpo Mansion, Uncle Baili has returned to the amiable old man with a goatee in the past, no one expected that the strength of this bad old man in front of him would be so strong.

Baili Chaifeng, who was injured by the scriptures, was still lying on the ground and clutching his stomach in pain, after all, he was just a powerless teenager. Uncle Baili hurriedly walked over, squatted down, put his palm on Baili Chasing Wind's belly, and a warm light flowed into Baili Chasing Wind's body like flowing water, and Baili Chasing Wind slowly eased up.

At this time, Ru Zijun and the others had already walked behind Uncle Baili, bowed deeply to the end at Uncle Baili's thin back, and the seventh prince said: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the seniors, the juniors will order someone to come tomorrow to build the most luxurious inn for the seniors." ”

"Excuse me, I, the old man, can receive a bow from the Seventh Prince, and I have already lost my life, how dare I bother the prince about anything. Uncle Baili's voice faintly came into everyone's ears, which was extremely comfortable and heartwarming.

The Seventh Prince didn't know the temperament of the hidden master, and he didn't want to force anything, so he said: "Anyway, the lives of a few of us and others were saved by our predecessors, please accept my wait." ”

Uncle Baili didn't hinder them, but just further checked the situation of Baili Chasing the Wind, and at this time, Baili Chasing Wind had already sobered up.

After the Seven Princes and his entourage finished worshipping, when they just got up and wanted to speak, the sky was snowing heavily.

A snowflake slowly floated in front of Uncle Baili, he fixed his eyes to see where it was, it was clearly a black-brown feather, and a sharp cry suddenly came from the sky, Uncle Baili frowned, and shouted in his heart that it was not good.

By the time he could react, the space around him had begun to distort.