"Bai Yuqing, you are looking for death!" Han Peiwen said in a cold tone, the moment he saw Lin Changqing, he knew that Bai Yuqing knew about Fengshen Valley, secretly investigated his identity, and then made a plan in the future to play him like a monkey.

"Senior Brother Han, why do you want to be so angry, it's not good for your health, you can dissipate your anger!" Bai Yuqing looks like it's all good for you.

"Give it to me, give it all to me, just keep a breath!" Han Peiwen was furious, and immediately ordered the monks behind him.

This group of people shouted and shouted to surround Bai Yuqing, and then they were about to shoot at Bai Yuqing.

Bai Yuqing sneered, and then said, "Ignorance! ”

With that, he rushed towards the group of people with a fist.

A disciple of the Wind God Valley, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, swung his fist at Bai Yuqing, and his fist shone with the light of mana, wanting to bombard Bai Yuqing's face.

Bai Yuqing twisted his waist and dodged sideways, grabbed the person's wrist with his left hand, and made a fist with his right hand to accumulate strength, and with a loud explosion, he immediately pierced the person's chest.

The man "coughed", spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, rolled his eyes in disbelief, looked at his chest, Bai Yuqing's big arm was forced, and he pulled out a blood-stained fist from it, followed by the palm of his left hand, the mana arrived, and the demonic fire gushed out from it, engulfing the person in an instant, and in a few breaths, it turned into ashes and fell.

Those disciples who wanted to step forward and attack Bai Yuqing saw that Bai Yuqing was so ferocious, so they immediately stopped, and then retreated away from Bai Yuqing, not wanting to follow the back path of the person just now.

Bai Yuqing shook the hot blood on his fist, looked around at the group of people with a mocking expression, and then said to Han Peiwen:

"Senior Brother Han, it's better for you to make a move!"

Hearing this, Han Peiwen flew to the edge of the encirclement, and then kicked at the retreating person, shouting:

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"

Then he said coldly to Bai Yuqing:

"Bai Yuqing, you'd better tie up and take me back to the sect, otherwise you will feel good today!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" After speaking, Bai Yuqing made a "come over" action.

Han Peiwen was gloomy, and then said to the people around him:

"Keep an eye on it, don't let him run!"

After that, he shouted angrily in his heart: Earthquake Mountain Boxing! Raise your fist and kill towards Bai Yuqing.

Fengshen Valley majored in the flesh, and its disciples fought hand-to-hand combat.

Bai Yuqing saw Han Peiwen performing his exercises, sneered, and also raised his fist to strike a blow with Han Peiwen.

Bang!

There was a sound, followed by a crisp "click", Han Peiwen's arm bones shattered, muscles rolled, and bursts of hot stabbing pain spread from his arm to his whole body, and then Han Peiwen "kicked" and took a few steps back.

Then, he covered his broken arm that was dripping blood, and looked at Bai Yuqing in disbelief, even if he raised his fist with Ye Qingyu, he was so embarrassed that he was forced to retreat with one move.

Not only Han Peiwen was unbelievable, but the disciples who formed the encirclement were even more unbelievable, they had comprehended Han Peiwen's physical strength, but now they were smashed by Bai Yuqing's punch, and the great contrast made them unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Bai Yuqing withdrew his fist and looked at it, then looked at Han Peiwen suspiciously, and sighed in his heart: He didn't kill him with one punch.

Subsequently, Bai Yuqing speculated that Han Peiwen's body should be at the level of the best magic weapon, and he did not directly bombard it to death, it should be because his cultivation was in the early stage of the Spirit Palace Realm, and it was not an ordinary human-level Spirit Palace, but an Earth-level Spirit Palace.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Han was not killed by my punch, it's really good-flesh-body!" Bai Yuqing said with a mocking face, especially the last three words, which were full of sarcasm.

Hearing this, Han Peiwen's face turned pale, but then he shouted to the disciples behind him: "You guys, run!" This person's strength is comparable to that of the elders, and only when the elders come can they deal with it! ”

"Run, bring this news back to the sect!"

"Kill, don't leave a single one!" Bai Yuqing said to Lin Changqing, and then he killed Han Peiwen.

Phew-

Lin Changqing's black body was remnant, and he quickly chased after the disciples who fled in all directions, catching up with a disciple, "Ah", with a miserable scream, Lin Changqing pierced the person's chest with a gun, and then also released the demon fire to burn, and once again flashed and hurried, and a disciple was overwhelmed by the demon fire again...

In a few breaths, the demonic fire instantly ignited in seven or eight places, and the screams rippled around.

Seeing that Lin Changqing had so easily dealt with the disciples who had fled in all directions, Han Peiwen's brows were furrowed, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Senior Brother Han, it's not a good habit to be distracted in battle!"

At this time, Bai Yuqing had already killed in front of Han Peiwen, and his hand was a blow to the "Kaishan Fist", which hit Han Peiwen's chest.

When Han Peiwen heard this, his pupils constricted, and he crossed his hands in front of his chest in response to stress.

Boom –

In an instant, Han Peiwen let out a miserable scream, and the previously broken arm was now shattered like foam by Bai Yuqing, and the other hand was also blurred with flesh and blood, showing the white bones of Sensen.

And the chest was fortunate to have the protection of the inferior spiritual weapon breastplate, but it only shattered the sternum, but the dark energy of Bai Yuqing's fist was transmitted into its internal organs, like pounding garlic, it was shattered, and the mouth couldn't stop coughing up blood, and for a while, the cyan robe was instantly dyed red.

Han Peiwen stepped back more than a dozen steps, the armor on his chest shattered and fell, he had blood in his mouth, he raised his head as if looking at a monster, looking at Bai Yuqing, he didn't expect Bai Yuqing to be able to make a move, and he would blast the lower grade spirit weapon to waste.

Don't talk about a low-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is an ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapon, Bai Yuqing can destroy it with one move.

Bai Yuqing sneered, and then smiled:

"Senior Brother Han, you don't have anything else to protect you now!"

After that, Bai Yuqing stepped into the air, and a flash appeared in front of Han Peiwen, his right hand became a claw, grabbed Han Peiwen's neck, and pinched it hard, only to hear the "click", the bones in the neck were crushed by Bai Yuqing, and then Han Peiwen was carried by Bai Yuqing in his hands, Han Peiwen looked at it, and the disciples he led were annihilated by Lin Changqing one after another, spitting blood, and slowly lost his breath, so he died of grievance.

Han Peiwen would never have figured out that there would be such a strong monk as Bai Yuqing in the world, just like a demon, even if he fought against Ye Qingyu, he would not have such an aggrieved death, and he would be killed by Bai Yuqing in three moves.

Bai Yuqing carried Han Peiwen in one hand, and punched into the magic trick of refining demon slaves against his corpse with the other, and then put Han Peiwen into the Qiankun bag.

Immediately, Bai Yuqing rushed towards those monks who fled in all directions, and in a few breaths, all of them were sent to the Western Heavens, and in front of the two disciples of the Spirit Palace Realm, like Han Peiwen, they entered the magic trick and put them in the Qiankun bag.

After saying this, Bai Yuqing looked around, and then looked at his fist, he was very satisfied with his strength at this time, the reason why Bai Yuqing's body was so strong, and even close to the top-grade spiritual weapon, was due to that Heavenly Pill-Three-Pattern Hui Heavenly Pill.

If he hadn't broken up the last thirty percent of his medicinal power and integrated it into his body, his body wouldn't have been so strong.

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