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The sky of the eternal night is not dim, just the light of the moon seems to illuminate the heart of a person. 35xs

The Venerable Master of the Immortal Peak stood under the ever-cherry tree, holding the knife in both hands.

Kaede still looked stubborn but helpless, bowing his head deeply.

At this moment, a red light suddenly spread behind the monk.

The red tears flashed again, and the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak was extremely sensitive and dodged this sneak attack.

But this time, Han Baiyi did not have the slightest stunned expression, his expression was decisive, and he raised his hand to tease.

Stretched out his hand to block the maple who was receiving the knife behind him.

Han Baiyi put down his hand quietly with a calm face.

"Nice"

As soon as the Venerable Master of Xianfeng spoke, Han Baiyi's eyes flickered, like a father whose son knew what he wanted to eat as soon as he pouted, and slashed down without giving the Venerable Master Xianfeng a chance to speak.

Feng took a few steps back under Han Baiyi's outstretched hand, his face was full of surprise, his small mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened as if he was in a dream, and he didn't dare to imagine that someone would fall from the sky like the ronin in the small biography book.

Even after a long time, she was shocked in her heart, but she still didn't get over it, she looked at Han Baiyi blankly, and the two lines of tears fell unconsciously, and her little fists were clenched tightly.

Han Baiyi had a calm expression, and did not pause in the face of the sharp fists and feet of the Venerable Immortal Peak, dodging one knife after another.

The foot is stepped on, and then the foot becomes a lunge, and the body twists the waist and abdomen with inertia along the footsteps, and cuts horizontally.

The Venerable Master of Xianfeng also passed by him with an indifferent face, and his waist and hips moved slightly.

Left fist.

Han Baiyi said silently in his heart, his head tilted.

bang

The seemingly shriveled fist of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak made a loud sound in the air, and Han Baiyi's long hair fluttered up under the fierce fist wind, and suddenly spread out.

The difference between the cheeks and the fists is not a fraction of a second.

Dodged

Master Xianfeng was stunned in his heart, but his face was unmoving, and his right hand had already been withdrawn at the same time as the left fist was struck, and the pendulum along the shadow and blind spot covered by his left hand was silent. 35xs

Han Baiyi staggered slightly as if he had expected it, and the powerful pendulum swept past the clothes on his chest, and his thin body leaned forward slightly along the inertia.

But the center of gravity did not move at all.

Han Baiyi twisted his steps, but his control of his pace was extremely strict while slashing, and while his eyes were pressing on the other party's eyes, he was also paying attention to the shoulders, knees, waist, and hips of the Venerable Immortal Peak with his residual vision.

Just a slight movement could make him immediately react to the movements of the Venerable Immortal Peak.

These are not the habitual movements of the Venerable Immortal Peak.

The boxing has reached the point where he has already reached the realm of being quiet and moving like a rabbit.

Except for the slightest signs of movement that his body instinctively carried, there was not the slightest superfluity in his movements.

But Han Baiyi used dozens or hundreds of deaths, as well as his understanding of the Xianfeng boxing technique, to stubbornly summarize the precursor movements that may occur in the Xianfeng boxing movements, so as to achieve the vision of one step ahead.

Human visual observation is limited, even in an illusory world, the human body itself has its limitations.

However, Han Baiyi, as a friendly image ambassador connecting the two worlds, has such magical skills as the spirit eyes of the present world, and his dynamic visual observation power is dozens of times more than ordinary people.

After turning on the spiritual eye, even if it is the afterglow, there is not the slightest blur, ultra-clear wide angle 1160x2248, the pupil automatically adjusts the focus, if it is not for the human physical limit is too poor, Han Baiyi can even use the spiritual eye to draw the moon in the photo.

The spirit eyes and countless combat experiences are matched with each other, which is the only way to achieve the observation ability that is beyond the limits of ordinary people today.

In the face of the attack of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak, Han Baiyi was as if he was an unpredictable prophet, and he looked at the fake royal prince on the side, and his eyes were full of light.

However, the Venerable Immortal Peak had its limits in terms of observation, but its absolute strength was more than a step stronger than Han Baiyi.

Discovering Han Baiyi's almost unpredictable prophetic observation ability, the Venerable Immortal Peak narrowed his eyes, took two steps back under his feet, and placed his fist at the temple level with one hand, and pressed the other hand in front of his waist.

There was a faint red glow on his body.

"The Yaksha Phase."

The Venerable Immortal Peak's voice was low, and there seemed to be infinite echoes in his roar, which shook in Han Baiyi's mind again and again, and the surface of his body suddenly glowed red.

Han Baiyi's gaze was still calm.

After experiencing countless reincarnation battles, Han Baiyi not only figured out the possible precursor movements of the Xianfeng Fist Technique, but also roughly figured out the strength of the Xianfeng Master.

As in front of you, it is one of the secret methods of the Immortal Peak.

Its effect is roughly comparable to that of items unique to the world of wolves.

Since Han Baiyi's original intention was to come here to improve his strength, he didn't even go out of his way to collect foreign objects from the wolf world, such as the Flying Snow of the Gods mentioned earlier, and the current Yaksha Candy.

This also caused the Venerable Immortal Peak to surpass Han Baiyi in an instant at the moment when he used it, and his originally weak physical fitness instantly surpassed Han Baiyi.

"Dead to come"

The Venerable Immortal Peak's eyes were scarlet, and even his temper seemed to have become a lot more irritable, and the clouds and waves under his feet opened up, and fury struck.

Bang bang bang.

As soon as he approached, the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak immediately struck out three palms in a row, each palm seemed to leave a scarlet afterimage in mid-air, surrounded by a wave of red qi formed by blood vapor.

Han Baiyi frowned slightly, and stood in front of him with tears, first quickly dodging the first two palms, until the last moment when the speed of body movement could not keep up with the reaction of the spiritual eye, he immediately drew his knife and raised the blade towards the monk's thin palm.

clang

A palm falls.

The dry palm of the monk intersected with the blade of the tear worship knife, and it actually made a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Han Baiyi was not surprised at all, and his tears were slashed away, and a series of blood beads suddenly floated on his dry palm, and he could faintly see the white bones in the palm of the Immortal Peak.

Han Baiyi's eyes were calm.

Of course, it is impossible for human hands to compete with metal, and the sound of gold and iron just now is just slashed on the bones of human hands on the immortal peak.

However, for some reason, the hand bones of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak were quite hard, even if Han Baiyi wanted to take advantage of his irritable and irritable position to cut him first, he was blocked by the hard hand bones.

If you look closely, although the palm muscles are broken, the bones of the hands are as white as jade.

The knife just now failed to leave the slightest trace.

It's very unphysical.

The Venerable Master of Immortal Peak was cold, and the pain in his palm was completely ignored, but the large amount of blood transpiration made his immortal body a little unbearable, and the undead worm in his body kept making strange noises for some reason.

Han Baiyi replied with the same indifferent eyes, until now, dozens of reincarnations have passed, and he has never killed the other party once.

It is not uncommon for him to seriously injure his limbs like now, but every time he also pays a lot of price, and this reincarnation is a good start.

If you work hard and experience a few more reincarnations, you should be able to kill him.

With such a thought, Han Baiyi was full of inspiration, and in the face of the bloody Immortal Peak Master, he slashed down with one sword.

The Venerable Immortal Peak's face did not move, his hands were protected in front of him, and his eyes were locked on the long knife in Han Baiyi's hand.

At this time, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng had already regarded the man in front of him as the great enemy on the road to enlightenment, and he did not neglect it in the slightest.

What a terrible young man, but in just a few decades, he can do it to this extent.

However, there is still a difference

As he was thinking in his heart, the Venerable Immortal Peak's gaze suddenly froze, and his body suddenly stiffened in place.

Han Baiyi slashed off his head with a knife, cutting the monk from his left shoulder to his right abdomen like cutting tofu.

Cut off the undead worm in the body.

One sword.

However, at the moment when the knife fell, whether it was the party that cut people or the side that was cut in half, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Before Han Baiyi could recover from his stupe, a blood-stained glossy long knife pierced him through his vest.

The fake Miko's eyes were white, like the freshly fished corpse of a drowned man, but with an elusive smile on his face.

"Poof"

Han Baiyi spat out a large mouthful of blood, his heart and left lung were penetrated, and the blood bubbled up to his mouth one after another under the pressure of his body.

He endured the pain and struggled to turn around.

I saw the strange face of the fake Miko.

"Who are you?"

"Me"

The fake Miko made a mature female voice completely different from her, seductively with a little hoarseness.

"Haven't you been looking for me all the time?"

"I'm what you want to kill"

The female voice seems to be a little playful, which does not match her mature and seductive voice at all, but gives people a strange sense of naturalness, and pulls a long note slightly.

"Sakurayu."

The voice is slightly in the word, leaving an accent.

As soon as the little hand moved, the 100,000 soul knife rolled and twisted in Han Baiyi's heart.

Han Baiyi's eyes were split.

Even if you grit your teeth, streams of blood can't stop pouring out of your mouth.

But the thoughts are surging in my heart.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

No wonder Immortal Summit froze

It turned out that she was waiting for an opportunity

Thinking of the end, Han Baiyi looked deeply at the white eyes.

He could almost hear the screams of sorrow coming from Kaede's body.

The voice almost popped out between the teeth.

"Don't worry, play slowly."

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