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Until he instinctively rewinded back to the timeline, Han Baiyi still couldn't react. 35xs

He just died.

The death was strange and sudden.

The long knife that was shining was held in the hand of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak, and with just a slight swing of the knife, Han Baiyi felt that his vision had been split into two sections, and then split diagonally.

By the time he woke up again, he had already relied on the timeline to jump back in time.

No wonder the Venerable Immortal Peak had to spend so much effort.

Not to mention the power of collecting dragon yin, it actually attracted such a big black dragon.

If it was for forging such a knife, it would be forgivable.

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng already has an almost eternal lifespan, and if there is such a knife again, it will have invincible strength in the world, which is like a tiger with wings.

At least in this era when firearms have not yet appeared, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng can already be called an invincible existence in the name of the reed.

However, this is not the case for Han Baiyi.

Looking around, he was sure that the location he was now was in Long Yin's room, and Han Baiyi now knew that Reeda Genichiro's purpose was not on Jiulang, so naturally there was no need to bother with it.

Climb through the window and go straight to the ghost Buddha on the first floor.

The ghost fire suddenly appeared, and Han Baiyi's figure disappeared.

On the top floor, Jiulang's figure sitting at the head of the priest's deputy was shocked, and Yongzhen's body sitting behind her leaned forward slightly.

"Miko-sama"

"Hmm, nothing."

Jiurou replied lightly, touching his little hand to his heart.

Just a little uneasy. Flash Dance

Before Eijin could say anything, the castle tower suddenly began to shake violently.

"Now, it's time for you to give up your name."

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng handed the soul knife to Feng's hand, and Feng turned around tremblingly, nourishing with the power of the dragon and the power of life, but the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm.

However, this time, before Feng could slash desperately, a touch of red suddenly flashed behind him.

What was astonishing was that the Venerable Master of Xianfeng seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, his ears moved slightly, and in the turn of his footsteps, he grabbed Han Baiyi's tear-worshipping blade with a 100% empty-handed white blade, making a crackling sound.

The red blade, moving from pole to pole static, seamlessly connected between the two, stopped only three centimeters from the forehead of the Venerable Immortal Peak.

Because the Venerable Immortal Peak was a bald man, this knife couldn't even touch a single hair of the other party.

This shows the horror of its strength.

Han Baiyi didn't care.

After fighting with him, the strength of the Venerable Master of Xianfeng to enter the white blade with 100% empty hands was considered to be at the level, and in the last reincarnation, Han Baiyi himself didn't know how he plunged the knife into the opponent's chest so smoothly.

The strength of the Venerable Immortal Peak, even regardless of that strange long knife, was outrageously strong in physical skills alone.

The face of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak, who was in the palm of his hand, was calm, as if he had already expected Han Baiyi's appearance.

"It's really fast, it's Cha"

Boom.

Their legs intersected, and there was a muffled sound between the kicks and kicks, and their knees pressed against their knees. Flash Dance

A knee collision that went straight to the lower body of the person on the Immortal Peak was blocked, Han Baiyi did not have the slightest accident, and turned over and drew the knife with the force of the knee impact, leaving a shallow knife mark on the arm of the Master of the Immortal Peak.

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng restrained his robes and looked like he was waiting for him to ask a question, but his eyes were secretly glancing at the fake royal son.

When Feng saw Han Baiyi coming, he stopped Long Yin's indoctrination and looked blankly in the direction of Han Baiyi.

Han Baiyi didn't have the slightest intention of staying, he had already seen through the plan of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak who wanted to wait for the opportunity to make that strange light knife form, and without saying a word, he rushed forward reflexively.

A cross-cut with a knife.

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng frowned, his steps were wrong, his body rolled and dodged the cutting blade, and he stopped and elbowed in the direction of Han Baiyi's forward rush, and his footsteps straddled the center of Han Baiyi's legs, and slammed it out.

Han Baiyi was unrelenting, rolling on the ground with an Amiya setting off layers of clouds, but the tears swept towards his left leg, and was swept away by Xianfeng little by little, Han Baiyi quickly stood up and regained his strength, and the Xianfeng Master swooped up.

Fists, palms, fingers, elbows.

Shoulders, hips, waist, back.

Every body part is a weapon of the Venerable Immortal Peak, and all attacks are unfolded unexpectedly, or grappling, or smashing, and the natural body weapons of human beings are used to the extreme in the hands of the Venerable Immortal Peak.

In comparison, the force of the Breaking Monk was as naïve as a child in front of him.

In the face of the sharp offensive of the Venerable Master of Xianfeng, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng, who was stabbed in the heart with one hand and was still able to fight back and forth with him in the last round, was as if it was a fake.

But even in the face of such a strong offensive, Han Baiyi was still difficult to defend.

In the face of the Sensitive, fast, accurate, and infinitely powerful Xianfeng fist moves of the Venerable Master of Xianfeng, Han Baiyi did not dare to put down the tears from his front at all, once he had the slightest idea of attacking and slashing, before he could swing the knife, he would be greeted by a wave of violent combos like a storm.

However, in the face of such a violent attack, Han Baiyi was not without the slightest power to fight back.

As he observed every attack and movement of the Venerable Immortal Peak, his own Immortal Peak Fist experience was also rising rapidly.

Playing against a master is like a master teaching a smart person by a master.

Han Baiyi happens to be a smart person.

Skills that have long been lit up by skill points, because they themselves are learning skills developed by skill points, the user is still at the peak of the door wall, and there is not much difference in terms of system skills, as long as it is included in the boxing spectrum of Xianfeng Temple, all skills can be quickly absorbed.

Although the Venerable Master's use of the Xianfeng Temple boxing method has long been not confined to one move and one style, he still uses the Xianfeng Temple boxing method, and because of this, as long as Han Baiyi has seen it, it can be recorded in the skills.

Theoretically speaking, as long as Han Baiyi has seen all the ways of using the Venerable Immortal Peak's boxing techniques, he can reach the level of the Venerable Venerable Immortal's boxing skills.

Because of this, while the Venerable Master of Xianfeng continued to unilaterally beat Han Baiyi, Han Baiyi was also rapidly learning and penetrating, and then saw a breakthrough.

However, as long as the human mind is infinite, the fist technique is infinite.

After discovering that Han Baiyi's learning and reaction speed was so fast, the Venerable Immortal Peak couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and then quickly changed his strategy to fight fast, slapped Han Baiyi's knife-holding hand away with one palm, and dozens of punches fell on Han Baiyi's body like raindrops.

If you match the old monk with a background music at this time, there will be absolutely no sense of disobedience.

However, although the beating party looked very handsome, as Han Baiyi, who was beaten, felt as if all the internal organs were about to be knocked out of the stomach by this powerful and swift fist that could barely see the shadow.

That's probably what it means to have a lung.

When he felt that his ribs and sternum were basically shattered, Han Baiyi did not hesitate at all, and jumped back to the royal son's room directly in a timeline.

Back in the bedroom, Han Baiyi couldn't hold back, and leaned on the window and vomited.

The phantom pain that continued to push the lungs for several seconds was still faintly lingering in the chest.

I still hear the sound of ribs and sternum being smashed alive.

This time it's worse than Genichiro's.

It's just a second to cut off your hand

However, Han Baiyi did not flinch because of this, and frowned and lay on the window for a few seconds.

After countless battles and blood, Han Baiyi is no longer the five-good young man who was terrified and didn't dare to move when he broke his hand.

After waiting for the phantom pain to subside, he rolled down the window again and rushed towards the ghost Buddha.

After a while, the timeline was adjusted again, Han Baiyi turned over the window again, rushed to the ghost Buddha again, and continued to accept the beating from the bald man.

It's the beginning of another reincarnation.

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