The mountain rain is urgent, and the lightning is thundering. ．`

In the middle of the air, a Jindan master stood with his hands in his hands, indifferently admiring his subordinates slaughtering the black market, although there are rules in various places that do not allow them to shoot on the black market, so what? When did the Demon Gate care about the rules.

"The ants dare to make a move against the Holy Sect and seek death. ”

More than a dozen disciples of the Demon Sect in the foundation building period chased and killed those low-level cultivators in the black market in the rain, and they were like fierce beasts getting their prey, acting recklessly.

Jin Dan Demon Cultivator looked up at the sky.

"Strange, why is this rain getting heavier and heavier, this thunder ......"

Thundered~!

The thunder almost exploded in his ears, startling him a lot, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure appearing behind him in an instant!

His back was tense and his scalp was numb, as if he was being targeted by a beast. Sideways dodge at a critical juncture.

Call......!

A sharp blade glowing with a cold light almost fell from the eyes of Jindan Demon Xiu, sticking to the tip of his nose, time seemed to freeze, he could smell the metal smell of the sharp blade, and the air swept through the belly of his nose......

It's a pity that he didn't kill him with a knife, and it can only be said that everyone's alertness is different.

Bai Yu, who was wearing armor, continuously used his sword technique to slash and slash, and launched several attacks in a short instant!

The two figures in the rain curtain and sky were fighting, and the occasional leaked sword instantly cut off several foundation building demon cultivators, and the demon disciples who had just returned the murder scattered and wanted to flee, but they quickly died in Huangquan.

Sky.. The fist mixed with the rain hit Jindan Demon Xiu's chest, and the rain dispersed into water vapor, and Demon Xiu gritted his teeth and held on.

The black-armored man swung his fist and slammed it, and when he missed, his fist stretched out and turned into a palm, like a knife slashing the neck of Jindan Demon Xiu, and at a very fast speed, it seemed that the rain was still and stopped, and the palm knife slashed the neck!

Click~ The sound of bones shattering is very harsh.

"Hmm......"

The black-armored people are still attacking violently, slashing, punching and kicking, and the Jindan Demon Cultivator who hit has no power to fight back.

"Who are you, why are you an enemy of my Holy Sect!"

"I should ask you this. ”

The horizontal knife pinned the opponent's weapon like a wheel blade.,Shock hard.,The horizontal knife flew away with the magic repair weapon.。。 Now it's okay, Bai Yu has not been afraid of anyone with his bare hands, and the time has come to exert the combat power of the black armor.

The fist passed through the rain and hit the demon cultivator in the stomach, and another punch hit the chin, and the whole person was constantly beaten out of various shapes by the white rain......

On the ground, a certain demon disciple lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Whoosh~Bang!

He was surprised to see that the Jindan Elder who usually showed off his martial arts fell down, and the muddy water splashed everywhere and trembled, his nose and face were swollen and he kept coughing up blood.

The rain fell on his body, and the Jindan Demon Cultivator suddenly remembered that he hadn't been in the rain for a long time......

The water was very cold, wet and uncomfortable, the mud emitted a smell of earth, I felt that the bones were broken, I couldn't crawl, there seemed to be a living little minion in front of me, he actually buried his head in the mud and died......

Bang!

The black-armored man fell to the ground, and the huge force shook the ground and the rain splashed, and the black-armored leather boots stepped out of the deep pit!

Jin Dan Demon Cultivator wanted to run, but his arms and legs were broken, his bones were exposed, his bloody wounds were full of mud and dirt, and now he was like a stray dog who had been killed.

The sound of armor grinding was getting closer, and the black-armored man walked up to him.

The miserable Demon Cultivator on the ground still had the strength to turn over, lying on his back in the humanoid dirt pit and looking at the black armor man, he needed time, waiting for his body to repair his injuries, and with the powerful body of the Demon Cultivator, he still had the strength to fight.

Bai Yu raised his foot and stepped on Mo Xiu's chest and pressed it into the mud.

"I heard that you used to ridicule others as ants, please say it again, you have to be careful. Bai Yu sneered.

"Ahem......"

Spit out a mouthful of mud, break a few ribs in my chest, lie on my back and the rain hits my face and it is cold and itchy.

"Wait...... The Holy Church avenges me!"

"As you wish. ”

Kicked violently and trampled the Jindan Demon Cultivator into a shrimp shape, and then hit it hard with his fist!

That's a lot of strength......

The head of the Jindan Demon Cultivator, who had originally accumulated demonic energy, was dizzy, and he vaguely felt that his teeth had fallen out. The cheek bones also seem to be broken, how can her strength be stronger than magic skills?

The Jindan Demon Cultivator, who had been punched three times in a row, had a bloody face and couldn't stand up.

Stretching out his hand, the horizontal knife flew back to his palm with a whoosh, Bai Yu stood next to the humanoid dirt pit and waited for the dizzy demon cultivator to get up, he couldn't stand up and could only barely kneel with his hands on the ground, his nostrils and mouth were constantly bleeding, falling into the mud and spreading.

Bai Yu's front and back feet were staggered, standing up straight, holding the knife in both hands above his head, the standard executioner chopping off his head, and the demon cultivator kneeling in front of him looked like a death row prisoner before execution.

The rain hit the horizontal knife and ran down the blade.

Many low-level monks hid everywhere and watched this scene from afar, and today, there will be a Jindan master who is usually out of reach to be beheaded. Such as the official vegetable market mouth asked to cut.

The sharp blade moved......

Throwing out a string of water droplets and slashing down hard, the knife flashed, and when it stopped, the tip of the knife had touched the muddy water on the ground.

It was quiet.

That Jindan Demon Cultivator's head was still on his neck, his expression was frightened, and a circle of small blood marks appeared on his neck, and he reached out to hold his head, but this touch caused the head to move smoothly and fall weakly......

The demon disciple on the other side who pretended to be dead trembled and pressed his face into the muddy water.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Bai Yu put away the storage bag and left with his feet, paused when he passed by the demon cultivator who was killed, and touched the handle of the knife with his fingers, but did not draw the knife.

"There's no future in this business, so let's change careers. ”

Raising his feet and leaving, the young demon disciple who was trembling and pretending to be dead looked up and saw the black armor man hiding in the rain curtain, and there were tarnished eyes staring at him not far ahead, and he escaped with his life. He wept and wept......

The ordinary casual cultivators who survived admired the black armor people, and they all discussed when such a master appeared in the cultivation world.

Bai Yu returned to the teahouse.

Lao Huixian felt that there was a demon who paid for it anyway and simply ordered another pot of tea, and before he could finish drinking, the snake demon came back, but his body seemed to be contaminated with a little blood, and he was very sensitive to this smell as he cultivated Buddhism.

When I saw that there was tea in the teapot, I grabbed it and poured it into my mouth......

"Poof...... It's hot!"

"Master Bai, you are impatient, you should be indifferent. ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yu held the teapot in his hand and cast a spell to cool the tea, drank it all in one gulp, and even ate the tea leaves in one bite, and the upside-down teapot did not have a drop of tea before giving up.

Outside the window, the rain stopped, and a faint mist rose just after the rain, and the smell of earth was very strong.

After the rain, it is cold, there are countless pedestrians on the street, the small stones sleep sweetly, the cobra looks at the white rain period and hopes to give some roast goose and chicken to eat the stomach, maybe it is the only non-vegetarian existence in Zhuquan Temple.

The streets were filled with the smell of pack horses, cattle and sheep, and behind the caravan, the most terrible combination in the world rushed with their bags.

A camel caravan from the Northwest Desert merchant rang out a camel bell.