"That little white face, don't leave the lightning strike to the Buddha!"

A golden pestle fell down, and only after it fell did I hear the heavy drinking, which was not only a desire to see wealth, but also a shameless sneak attack!

Bai Fu was annoyed, his eyes were instantly bloodshot and red, and he didn't look back, and the dragon scale pine tree, which was as thick as a killing rod, slammed it in a circle, and threw it fiercely towards the sound behind him.

The heart of the dragon scale pine seemed to smash on the withdrawn golden pestle, making a muffled "bang" sound, and the castration stopped.

Bai Fu turned around with a black face, and saw a middle-aged monk with a yellow face, thin and short, who seemed to be malnourished, wearing a gray monk's robe. He stepped back with the golden pestle in both hands, taking three steps back, each step leaving an inch-deep footprint on the ground.

Bai Fu was patronizing the logging just now, but he didn't notice that someone had touched the vicinity. It's just a little strange, his sensitive sense of smell hasn't felt the slightest smell of people until now, it seems that this monk has either cultivated a bullish hidden technique or has a strange treasure to cover the qi, fortunately, the blue blood sword warned, otherwise......

He threw the lightning strike wood that the other party wanted, that is, the heart of the dragon scale pine, to the other party, and then his left hand shook, and the blue blood sword blade popped out half a foot with a bang. The right hand that threw away the dragon scale pine tree heart fell, accurately fell on the hilt of the sword, and pulled it forward, and the blue blood sword choked out of the sheath, and the vermilion sword light directly took the big bald head that still shone in the rain.

The middle-aged monk with a dish-like face who had never eaten meat made the golden pestle swing open the heart of the dragon scale pine and swept it over with a stick.

The monk's stick was unremarkable, but it gave Bai Fu a feeling that his sword fell on him one step ahead of him, and he must have been hit, his eyes narrowed, and he secretly said that this stick is extraordinary.

Bai Fu already knew the strength of the monk when he just fought, and his strength was slightly inferior to him, but the stick that swept out was majestic, giving him a sense of danger.

"This should also be a stick method created by the great power, and the other party has been immersed in it for a long time, and his understanding of it is no less than three times higher than mine!" Bai Fu's eyes were full of surprise, knowing that he would not open this stick if he didn't use the body method of shrinking the ground into inches, he hurriedly changed his sword move, turned the stab into a block, and put the blue blood sword in front of him, and put his left hand against the back of the sword.

The golden pestle was unstoppable, slamming on the blue blood sword, only to hear the sound of "dang", sparks splashed everywhere, and the qi was four volumes, Bai Fu couldn't help but take a step back.

Obviously his strength was high, but he was repelled by the other party, Bai Fu realized the mood of the Tiger Pioneer when he faced his own swordsmanship and asked himself what demon method he was making.

"After the decline of the bloodline of the demon clan, the bloodline divine power has been greatly reduced, and in the face of these disciples who have cultivated the great divine power, they will indeed suffer!" Bai Fu retreated into the distance, frowning for a while.

The demon clan has a heavy bloodline, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and the bloodline is weak, and the ancestral bloodline is naturally inferior to the next generation. The powerful demon kings are almost all old antiques or gifted strange beasts, but they are only a few, and most of the monsters are much weaker than those disciples of the Great Sect who cultivate great divine powers without bloodline restrictions. It's no wonder that the demon clan will be suppressed to death.

The blue blood sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Bai Fu glanced at the monk obliquely, and said coldly: "Either get out or die!"

The monk looked at Bai Fu's bloody eyes, and immediately knew that Bai Fu was a monster, and immediately raised a golden pestle to fight, and shouted at the same time: "The demon is arrogant, eat a pestle of the Buddha!"

"A lot of mana is consumed when cutting down pine, so you have to fight quickly!" A cold light flashed in Bai Fu's eyes, and he stepped out, his body disappeared like a ghost, and appeared in front of the monk in an instant, and the sword light flashed, and it reached the monk's throat.

Seeing that the blue blood sword was about to pierce the monk's throat, the monk's gray monk's robe suddenly burst into golden light, releasing a golden air shield to protect the monk.

"Dharma robe!" Seeing that the monk's robe suddenly glowed and protected it, Bai Fu immediately knew that the gray monk's robe was a magic robe, and secretly said that this monk's cultivation was not high, but he had a magic robe to protect his body, and eighty percent of it was obtained by constantly beating the stick.

"Ding!" the blue blood sword pointed at the golden air shield, like a golden stone, and made a crisp sound.

The golden gas shield broke as soon as it was stabbed, but it slowed down for a moment, but the monk reacted, and with a swing of the golden pestle, the blue blood sword was deflected, and the blade grazed his neck.

A scratch appeared on the monk's neck, one finger long, more than two points deep, and blood gurgling, which seemed to be seriously injured, but it avoided the vital point.

Bai Fu sighed slightly, the sword turned, cutting to the main artery of the monk's neck, the monk raised a stick to stand it, Bai Fu waved his hand, and the blue blood sword slashed towards the monk's right hand with the golden pestle, and at the same time kicked the monk's right foot under the monk.

"Shameless!" The monk scolded, and the golden pestle was horizontal, blocking the blue blood sword, and at the same time raising his left leg, meeting Bai Fu's trick to cut off the grandson's yin leg.

With a "bang", the legs collided with each other, Bai Fu shook and stabilized, and the monk took two steps back before standing up to the pillar, and as soon as he stood up, he raised the pestle with an angry face to hit.

"The six roots of the little monk are not pure, it is useless for you to keep the non-roots, I will help you remove the hatred instead, it seems that you have no hope of becoming a Buddha, it is better to return to the vulgar as soon as possible, so as not to sit on the ass and not be able to live forever!" Bai Fu laughed and raised his sword to meet him.

Bai Fu behaved very boldly, but he was complaining in his heart, he spent a lot of mana when he was cutting down the dragon scale pine, and just in order to make a quick decision, he used the pace of shrinking the ground into inches and the fast sword point sword style, and the mana was not much.

"I can't imagine that this bald donkey has a magic robe to protect his body...... Bai Fu was depressed in his heart, and while raising his sword to parry, he thought about how to deal with it.

After fighting for twenty times, Bai Fu felt that there was only one percent of the true qi left in his body, which was only enough to perform another killing technique, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he decided to make a special move.

Seeing that the monk swept the pestle, Bai Fuxu raised his sword to meet him, but he shook his body violently, showing his stick-like appearance, running out of his collar and wrapping around the golden pestle.

The monk didn't expect Bai Fu to come to make a move to remove the armor of the overlord, and he couldn't take back the pestle for a while, so the pestle hit Bai Fu's clothes.

The white snake's body twisted, its mouth opened wide, the cold light on the fangs flickered, as bright and cold as a steel needle, and the "poof" bit through the monk's body protection qi, and the fangs pierced into the monk's right forearm.

The fangs of the "poof...... fangs were compressed, and the venom spurted out, all of which were in the monk's right hand.

"Evil beast!" The monk saw that the bitten right hand quickly became black and swollen, numb and unconscious, knowing that the snake venom was violent, he hurriedly sealed the tendons and veins of his right hand, and then scolded and stretched out his left hand to catch Bai Fu Qiqi - anyway, he was already poisoned, and he didn't mind being bitten again, and after Bai Fu was destroyed, he could detoxify with peace of mind.

Bai Fu naturally didn't want to be caught, so he loosened his mouth violently, brought out a puddle of black blood, twisted his snake body, swam around the monk's right hand, climbed to the monk's neck like lightning, and strangled it hard.

The winding power of the "Ka Ka ......" snake is already strong, not to mention the highly concentrated power of Bai Fu's snake demon, the monk's body protection qi was instantly strangled, and his neck also clicked.

If an ordinary monk is twisted by Bai Fu like this, his head may fall, and the monk can go so much with Bai Fu, and he is also a monk who has refined qi and become a monk, a Buddhist master, although he doesn't pay much attention to the stinky skin of the body, but after all, the body has been baptized by aura, and he has not died after being strangled like this, but his bones are broken and he can't breathe.

The monk's face turned purple, and his left hand grabbed Bai Fu, who strangled the monk's neck and bit the monk's left hand with his mouth open.