How many past events have gone with the wind, but Bai Yi feels that he will not leave with those past events, he can't die now. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info leaned back, toes soared into the air, and suddenly borrowed lightly in front of the pu fan that swept the wind, and the white clothes escaped from the danger just now as if they were flying by this pu fan.

"It's amazing, I underestimated you. The rusty sword in Bai Yi's hand was across his chest, and there was no loss between his eyebrows. Maybe this person will never lose this feeling, because he always wins, and never loses.

"That's a lot of nonsense, come and lead the death!" The woman named Rakshasa obviously didn't have any nonsense to tell Bai Yi, she was just here to kill him, nothing else.

Although this fan was large, it was as light as a snake in the hands of this Rakshasa woman, and with her posture, a frantic whirlwind rolled up, and rushed towards the white clothes with the sound of cutting the long wind. In the midst of the wind, this pu fan went straight forward, without the slightest room for tactfulness, pressing the white clothes to keep retreating.

Obviously at a disadvantage, Bai Yi thought about it carefully, just like when he met the bitter monk, he met someone who restrained his path, but compared to the bitter monk, this Rakshasa girl obviously did not have the other party's strong golden body protection. It's just that the other party's pu fan gave the white cloth a feeling like a bitter monk's golden body, although he has improved compared to before, but the rusty sword trapped in his hand still can't break through the opponent's defense.

Divine weapons can sometimes be considered a big advantage!

The figure danced with the wind, and the white clothes were like butterflies that could not be weakened in the wind swept around, although he couldn't find the flaws of the other party, but if he continued like this, the other party obviously couldn't help him.

However, if this continues, Bai Yi sees a chance for victory. Such a scattered Gangfeng obviously can't hurt the white clothes that have been filled, but manipulating such a Gangfeng will consume internal strength after all, and the internal strength of the Jiupin master is not endless. If you fight a war of attrition, it is obvious that white clothes have the advantage.

He didn't believe it either, and the other party wouldn't get tired at all if he kept dancing the big fan.

As the saying goes, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. Since the other party did not take advantage of the slackness he had accumulated during this time to completely take him down at the beginning, he naturally would not care about delaying time until the other party was exhausted. Anyway, this Rakshasa girl came to kill him, so he naturally didn't need to be so polite with her.

"The guy who didn't plant it, he knew how to run around!" The Rakshasa Girl seemed to finally feel a little tired, and the frequency of stirring the wind was obviously much slower, and then she simply poked the big pu fan to the ground, staring at the white clothes who were still light and light, obviously not consuming much physical strength. To be honest, this dodge is not as tired as his travel for several days, and after communicating with Tianyi without reservation about each other's body skills, his dodge has almost reached an extreme, if it is like Yuanmu's Gang Qi that can attach thunder, it is estimated that it can still hurt him, but the wind pressure of this scattered Gangfeng is probably much worse.

"Actually, you know, you can't kill me. If you give up, I don't necessarily have to kill you to prevent future troubles. I would never take the initiative to kill someone, and this point should obviously be spread in the rivers and lakes. Bai Yi didn't really want to kill people now, and after being silent for a while, he had the urge to go against his destiny. You sent it to me, I just don't want to kill it, he thinks so, but unfortunately, this Rakshasa girl doesn't appreciate it.

"Even if you can kill me, if you are afraid of death, why should the old lady come to you for revenge?" sneered twice, and the Rakshasa woman grabbed the handle of the big fan with a poke in her hand, and suddenly crossed her waist, it seemed that she had some new move to deal with the white clothes. She could see that Bai Yi didn't plan to kill her before she ran out of energy.

What despicable! Rakshasa secretly spit on her, but she was not willing to give up this opportunity. Pu Fan faced the white clothes, and as the Rakshasa woman's waist turned, those fierce winds whistled again, but this time the whistling sound was much sharper than before, as if it was more dangerous.

Turning the wind into a sharp blade? Bai Yi tapped on the hilt of his sword and smiled indifferently, as long as it wasn't the fan he kept cutting, why did he need to dodge. It's just the wind spent on internal strength, and a sword is broken.

The white clothes flicked his sleeves, and the blade of the sword slid down with his palm, and with just one sword, it suddenly cut off the oncoming killing opportunities hidden in the wind. Then the wind blew, and only a few wisps of clouds and smoke could blow, which could not hurt the white clothes in the slightest.

But the Rakshasa Woman was not disappointed, but snorted coldly, and the amplitude of the fan seemed to be much larger, and it directly locked the whole person in white clothes into the eye of the whirlwind, and those invisible wind blades that were suddenly cut off by white clothes did not dissipate, but became a murderous trap with the sweeping wind.

This whirlwind was mixed with fine wind blades, like the sharpest and invisible meat grinder, ready to cut the white clothes into a mess of rotten meat. In an instant, he cut off a few strands of hair in Baiyi, which looked really sharp enough.

The rusty sword was held upside down, fixed on the chest, and the white clothes looked at this murderous whirlwind, and did not continue to use their body to deal with her. Such a sharp whirlwind is afraid that he will be slashed into powder before he can borrow his strength, so he will have to deal with it in a different way. But it just so happened that he had a way, and the rusty sword that was set on his chest suddenly froze, as if cutting off the time around him.

The empty mountain is trapped, and this trapping immortal sword is not only a means to control others, but also the best protection. Calmly walked out of this whirlwind that had been cut off from time, and the white clothes looked cold, and leaned upward. He is going to end this revenge, he has already given the other party the opportunity, but the other party does not cherish it, and he has not much to do.

People's attachments can not be easily let go, so let them let them go.

After all, death is empty, and this is a relief. I don't know if it was influenced by the bitter monk, but Bai Yi also agreed with this concept. Living with obsession is indeed extremely hard, since you want to seek death, you naturally have to fulfill the other party, Bai Yi thinks so, and naturally does the same.

With the cliff ascending, but in an instant, the figure of the white cloth has reached the top of the cliff. With the last momentum, his toes slammed on the cliff at the top of the cliff, and his back jumped down.

In the daytime, a comet suddenly slipped down!

Although the ink is very unhappy with the person in white, he still has a sense of appreciation for the trick that their sisters once joined forces and did not take. Although I don't quite understand how Bai Yi overcomes the fear of falling from a high altitude and the recoil force of landing after accelerating to the limit, as long as this move hits the target, the power should not be underestimated.

However, the Rakshasa Woman, who saw a dazzling comet, did not have the idea of dodging for a moment, but showed a confident smile at the comet-like sword light, holding her big pu fan obliquely, facing the fierce and swift comet.

The falling comet sword light continued to fall at a faster speed, as if it had fallen from the top of a thousand-meter-high mountain cliff to the mortal world in an instant. Facing the comet, Rakshasa Woman, her arms tightened, accumulating her strength, as if she was also infected by the majesty of this sword, decided to respond with the most fierce response.

With her left foot, with the power of the earth, the Rakshasa woman's fan slammed upward, this time no longer setting off a gust of wind. She transformed all her internal strength into Gangfeng, and with the strength of the pu fan, it even became an incomparably hard wall of Gangfeng, steadily crashing into the falling comet.

"Boom!"

A loud bang like thunder! Although Bai Yi saw the other party's response clearly, he still didn't have the slightest idea of dodging, since he dared to use this move, he was naturally confident that he could pierce the opponent's defense. The power of the "Comet" sword varies with the height of the fall, and the higher the altitude of the fall, the faster the speed and the greater the impact. If it is thousands of miles away, I am afraid that the white clothes will also die with it.

The blade of the sword is sharp, although the Longyuan sword in the hand of the white cloth has become a rusty sword because of the exhaustion of the spirit before, but after all, it is still a divine weapon, and after colliding with the wind wall with the force of the downward rush, although it has been hindered by some obstacles, it still quickly pierces the wind wall, and is in the middle of the fan of the fan.

However, it is a pity that after being hindered by the thick wind wall, although the impact of the "comet" is still powerful, it can only helplessly leave a notch on the fan surface of the fan, and there is no other achievement.

"Don't bear it, I won't kill you while you're injured, I'll still say the same thing, you go. I don't think much about killing people lately. With the elasticity of the rusty sword itself, the white clothes fell to the ground, and the long sleeves brushed over the blade, and the internal strength of the frost gradually wiped out the residual warmth that still lingered.

Even if he didn't have the ability to penetrate the opponent's pu fan, but how could the impact of a thousand-meter-high fall be so easy to bear, if it weren't for the fact that Bai Yi had gotten some benefits from the bitter monk before, and he could be regarded as a successful refiner, I'm afraid that this distance must have been crushed by himself first, and it was cooked.

After glaring at the white-clothed woman, the Rakshasa woman couldn't bear it anymore after all, and suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, relieving the internal injuries in her body. She looked at Bai Yi in disbelief, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you have anything to do?" Obviously, you haven't reached the god realm yet, how is this possible!"

Hearing this question, Bai Yi shook his head indifferently, then rolled up his sleeves and knocked on his arm: "See, the Arhat golden body of the Guanyin Zen Temple, although it has not yet been completed, but it is very fast to cultivate through relics." It is estimated that it is almost completed, even if it is higher, I will not be injured, not to mention that I used your wind wall to buffer it before, so naturally there are no injuries. ”

"Now I understand, no matter how hard you try, you can't kill me, so why do you have to seek death?"

Speaking of which, Bai Yi is bitter, but unfortunately the other party's temper seems to be really strong and tough, and he didn't listen to Bai Yi's words at all, just thinking that he was joking.

"It turns out that the secret treasure of Guanyin Zen Temple is actually in your hands, aren't you afraid that I will release this news and attract others to come and kill you?"

For this statement of the Rakshasa woman, the white clothes obviously don't matter. His rusty sword was in his hand, and the sleeves he had just rolled up slipped as the long sword fell: "What's the matter, when this secret treasure is on the body of the bitter monk, no one can snatch it from his hands." Do you think that if the bitter monk kills someone, I won't kill him?"

"Forget it, I won't advise you anymore. Bai Yi saw through the other party's toughness, and he no longer planned to say more, he just stared at her regretfully, "Actually, I know why you are desperate to this extent." You know you can't kill me. It's just that those people in the Twelve Cottages have given you a promise to test me, as long as you force out some of my hidden means, and then consume my strength and internal strength, they will be more sure that they will kill me. ”

"Therefore, even if you die, you must give them a gunman, and you must give them time. The more you delay, the more prepared they are. Am I right?"

"How do you know!" Although she didn't want to believe that the other party could guess this, what Bai Yi said was indeed the countermeasure that she and the brothers in the Twelve Cottages had come up with. They knew that Bai Yi's swordsmanship was enough to fight against the God Realm, after all, it could naturally be inferred from Bai Yi's previous combat record, but they didn't know what level Bai Yi was at now. Therefore, relying on the only defeat of Bai Yi that they had learned before, that is, the time when they were killed by the bitter monk, they chose the Rakshasa Girl as the bait for this temptation, which can be regarded as testing Bai Yi's strength to the greatest extent and weakening him.

Then they were moved by the deeds of the Rakshasa woman to avenge her husband, and joined forces to deal with the white clothes, and they were confident that the person who was so proud of the white clothes, even if it was obviously a bully, he would agree.

For the speculation of Baiyi's strength, they can be regarded as the extreme, but no one thought that the bitter monk who was originally opposite to Baiyi's life and death would actually hand over the mastery of Guanyin Zen Temple to him, and Baiyi's comprehension was so good that he could practice this golden body mastery to a small success in such a short time and make up for his shortcomings.

"Actually, I wasn't very sure at first, but I'm a person with a natural sense of agility, and I still found that someone was peeping, although I didn't know it, but I thought that the one who was peeping at this time would definitely be the enemy, and my enemy actually didn't say much. Thinking about it, this is naturally the only possibility. Bai Yi said a little innocently, although he was aware of the other party's conspiracy, he still didn't seem to care.

Even the ink behind them wanted to step forward but he waved his hand to stop them, maybe for him, it was actually a good choice to solve this trouble alone. After all, he still didn't want to kill more people, and if he could really deter those people this time, it would be the best.