Chapter 242 Why wretch

"You can't leave today!"

Bai Xiaofei snorted coldly, looked at the middle-aged scholar who was speeding rapidly in front of him, swept out with a sword, and the sword light flew out instantly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Xiaofei snorted coldly, and the sword light hit the middle-aged scholar's back directly, and the scholar's body staggered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell directly.

Staggering, the middle-aged scholar clutched his chest, his face was pale, he didn't expect this Bai Xiaofei to be even more cunning than rumored.

His own unique stunt, the golden needle lock acupoint, is not so easy to break, this time it was planted in Bai Xiaofei's hands, it can only be said that he is too confident.

Suddenly turned around, his eyes swept towards Bai Xiaofei, he was suddenly stunned, shook his head, and carefully scanned the four directions, since he didn't find Bai Xiaofei.

Exhaled softly, as if thinking of something, his face suddenly changed, a ruddy color welled up on his face, and he subconsciously opened his body to one side, took a step back, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

With wide eyes, he turned his head in disbelief, his face showed a look of horror, looking at Bai Xiaofei standing in front of him, he didn't know when Bai Xiaofei appeared in front of him.

Tremblingly, he raised his right hand, pointed at Bai Xiaofei and said in a lost voice: "You ......"

Bai Xiaofei snorted coldly: "Your speed is too slow, I've been waiting for you in front for a long time!"

Blood flowed from the corner of the middle-aged scholar's mouth, and then he fell to the ground with a "bang".

Bai Xiaofei approached the middle-aged scholar and stretched out to take off the scholar's storage bag.

"Who?"

A sudden cold snort made Jean retract his outstretched hand.

When I looked up and swept the people at the entrance of the alley, I saw an old man carrying two wooden boxes, bouncing them on his shoulders.

Bai Xiaofei frowned slightly, it seemed that this old man had no cultivation, as if he had seen a middle-aged scholar for the first time, but if this old man was an ordinary person, how could he be so calm when he saw a middle-aged scholar who died on the ground?

"Be careful of this old man!" Bai Xiaofei secretly reminded himself in his heart.

Bai Xiaofei stood up, his expression was as usual, he looked at the old man indifferently, and warned unhurriedly: "Old man, don't meddle in your business!"

I saw that the old man put down the burden on his shoulders, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the White Devil!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Xiaofei's eyes, and sure enough, this old man was not an ordinary person.

In fact, this old man is none other than the aforementioned monk who took the 100th residence of the middle-aged scholar, nicknamed Chengnan Picker.

Actually, he was originally outside today, but the middle-aged scholar sent him a message saying that the white devil had entered the city, and he had just returned.

Although he seized the residence of the middle-aged scholar, the two of them had been fighting for nearly half a year, and they had already changed from fighting to fighting, and the two of them naturally scoffed at Bai Xiaofei's emerging name.

However, unlike the middle-aged scholar, he is not as radical as the scholar.

As soon as he returned to the city, he saw Bai Xiaofei chasing and killing the scholar, so he followed the path and inserted it here, but he didn't expect that the scholar had died in the hands of Bai Xiaofei.

Without waiting for the old man to make a move, Bai Xiaofei disappeared in place, slashing at the old man with a sword, the old man's body flashed, and he instantly took out two firewood knives from his waist, and the light of the knife flashed Bai Xiaofei's eyes, which were extremely shiny.

The old man flashed, and Bai Xiaofei broke open the wooden box he put down with a sword, only to see a bloody head wrapped in long hair roll out of the wooden box.

"Huh?"

Bai Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, exhaled secretly, glanced at the old man, the old man snorted coldly, and threw a firewood knife in his hand directly at Bai Xiaofei.

Bai Xiaofei used his sword, hooked the firewood knife to his sword, and kept spinning.

"Whew......"

The firewood knife cut through the air and flew directly to the old man, the old man smiled gloomily, caught the firewood knife, and was shocked to take a few steps back.

"I didn't expect you old thing to have this habit, it's really hard to die!" Bai Xiaofei scolded coldly.

"Haha, life is in the world, why treat yourself badly. The old man laughed and said quite proudly.

"You're not afraid of God's curse, rape and murder, this is also what people do?" Bai Xiaofei said angrily.

"Hehe, what if I rape and kill, you're not a murderer. The old man said confidently.

Bai Xiaofei has some people who can't do this, how did they cultivate to the great perfection of foundation building, thinking about how many times he almost died in order to break through and cultivate, as soon as he thought of this, Bai Xiaofei looked at the old man and felt that such a person as the old man had to be killed.

Before Bai Xiaofei could make a move, he saw the old man shouting softly: "Scholar, my brother will avenge you immediately!"

As he spoke, he saw the "sonorous" sound of the old man's two firewood knife bridges, his hands shook, and the firewood knife quickly flew towards Bai Xiaofei.

Bai Xiaofei's body flashed, and the firewood knife smashed through the house next to him, and returned to the old man's hands again.

Bai Xiaofei glanced at the dead scholar, looked at the old man and snorted coldly: "Hmph, a raccoon dog on a hill will not die well." ”

So, in the old man's panicked eyes, Bai Xiaofei disappeared in place.

The old man frowned, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly saw Bai Xiaofei disappear from sight, and couldn't help but show a look of panic.

Before the old man could get ready, he saw a huge human head, the corpse separated, slashed through the air in an arc, and smashed on the ground. The old man's veins erupted with astonishing blood, splashing in all directions like a fountain.

Bai Xiaofei put away his sword, stood on the roof, looked at the mess in the alley, and turned to leave.

Not long after Bai Xiaofei disappeared, he saw an old man with gray hair walking out of the end of the house in the alley that was blasted by the porter, looking at the mess all over the ground and Bai Xiaofei in the distance.

He lamented softly, "Why wretch!"

In less than two sips of tea, the news of the change of hands at No. 100 and No. 101 in the south of the city spread in the city.

Bai Xiaofei used his own strength as if to prove his title of "the first person to build the foundation".

killed the scholar and the porter in the south of the city, and it seems that Bai Xiaofei's popularity in the city has become high for the first time.

Originally, Bai Xiaofei's reputation was outside, and everyone naturally knew about him, but rumors are rumors after all, and only what you see in front of you can be true.

Today, on the first day of entering the city, Bai Xiaofei used two heads to tell the people in the city who made his mind that if they didn't have the strength, they wouldn't come in front of him.

This hand really shocked many young people, especially those who had been staring at the residence in the city.

Of course, Bai Xiaofei naturally lived in No. 100 in the south of the city, as for No. 100 and No. 1, Bai Xiaofei didn't care, I heard that many people fought for this residence.

No. 100 in the south of the city, which was originally supposed to belong to the residence of the monk Jiedan, is particularly special in the south of the city.

Since then.

In the south of the city, there are no scholars and porters.

However, there are many: the white devil in the south of the city!