As Bai Su fell down like mud, the Lin family's fanfare against Wang Chan was completely brought to an end. [No pop-up novel network]

Wei Changjiang, dead.

Yu Xuanji, die.

Zhou Yinqiao, dead.

Marcus, dead.

Jinzhu Dabao Lama, die.

Except for Song Jie, who was sheltered under the wings of the Dragon Dao people, the five masters all died, and even Bai Su is only temporarily relying on his vitality countless times stronger than ordinary people, forcibly supporting his immortality.

Wang Chan first used the seven killing sword lights, left and right, forcing Bai Su to be unable to resist and had to dodge in embarrassment, and suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a ray of Taibai essence. Under this spit, it was unexpected, extremely fast, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, a flash of white light, through the void, and the opponent could not resist in a moment.

Moreover, the power of this Taibai essence lies in this, as soon as this side drills out of Wang Chan's mouth, the white light is dazzling, confusing people's minds, like sword light differentiation, once it stabs the human body, it is immediately interspersed back and forth, and the repeated cutting changes are like a beam of light bursting in the human body, cutting and grinding the human body from the inside out, which is not at all something that any human can bear.

"Good body method, volley void crossing, golden step shake...... , this is already a kung fu that can only be performed after holding Yuan Shouyi and forming a Neidan...... In the last moment, I received at least twenty or thirty swords from you...... It's so fast...... What a quick sword...... Even my Guan Sheng's possession can't stop you, no wonder the famous Dragon Dao people will leave suddenly...... , Wang Chan, you are really as powerful as the legend, I Bai Su died in your hands today, and I am not wronged. I want to come to Wei Changjiang, and several of them were all killed by you...... , However, I am a faction of Emei, and the Huizimen has been passed down through the generations, but my death cannot be called the Taoist rule abroad...... Separate the skin from my back...... There's a rune in it...... Help me send ...... back home. ”

Bai Su lay on the cold ground like mud, unable to move, his whole body's muscles and bones, blood and veins, were all destroyed by the Taibai essence just now, and his whole body was like a tattered sack, all his physiological functions were lost, only in this moment when the light returned, he could still force a breath of vitality in his body, and said a few words intermittently.

With his fist and martial arts, he invited the gods to go up, and was filled with the omnipresent power of desire in the air, and he was invulnerable to all laws and invulnerables in normal times, but now he even struggled to say a whole sentence, which shows how much damage Wang Chan's blow just now caused him, which is almost equivalent to one more breath than a dead man.

And Bai Su is also very clear in his heart now, knowing that he will definitely not be able to live, but before he died, he actually insisted on begging Wang Chan, not wanting the Taoist system of Emei Huizimen to break the root system in his body. I don't want his secret technique to be passed on in a single vein, but in the end, it is cheaper for "outsiders".

In order to maintain mystery, the kung fu magic powers of this school of God have been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times, and only one apprentice is taught in each generation, but once an accident occurs, he immediately faces the risk of extinction of the Taoist system.

Bai Su couldn't let go of the "Ask for the Divine Rune" hidden under the flesh behind his back when he was dying, and he even didn't hesitate to ask Wang Chan, the great enemy, to help him! Such a person can be regarded as admirable.

"You're right, in addition to you and that lama, Wei Changjiang and the four of them were also killed by me not long ago. It can be seen that you want to kill me with the sword of the Dragon Dao people, and divide your troops to lead me to the bait. That's why you will be separated, but it's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, but they are broken by me. ”

Wang Chan looked at Bai Su, who was lying on the ground, talking to himself with all his strength, and begging for his help, with no sadness or joy on his face, and his expression was indifferent. Although he was a little surprised by Bai Su's dying and did not forget to verify some things with himself, he was worried about the lost surname of the Taoist system, but he was not surprised. In recent years, even ordinary boxing and martial arts have generally faced the situation of being lost, and his magical secret art is naturally in a worse situation.

"The most important thing in our Emei's Thirty-six Paths is this Divine Rune on my body...... Without this spell, self-cultivation can only be taken advantage of by evil demons, and the surname ...... lost in vain. Bai Su's face was as white as paper, without any human color, and he exhaled with great effort: "If you don't want to help me send it back to Mount Emei...... Then you might as well cultivate on your own...... It's better than Taoism and self-defeating...... Good....... If I'm not mistaken, your cultivation of supernatural powers is not much different from my Guan Sheng Dao...... yes, am I wrong?"

"You're right. When Wang Chan heard Bai Su say this, his eyes finally showed a hint of surprise.

It is said that people die like lights go out, and a big light flower will burst out before the lights go out, when Bai Su was dying, he only felt that the inside of his head was extremely clear, and the previous scenes were played back in front of him.

It's a pity that "Guan Shengdao", he has only practiced to the second level now, and he must invite Guan Gong to possess him before he can show a few martial saint powers.

Otherwise, one day he will really be trained by him to the extreme, and the gods will enter the body and become one, and he will be able to invite the gods to come up anytime and anywhere, and he will not need any rituals, just a thought, and he will be like Guan Yu being reborn.

Today's result, perhaps, can be reversed, is that he is standing and speaking to Wang Chan.

"Haha, hahahahaha....... ”

After receiving Wang Chan's affirmative reply, Bai Su suddenly laughed, let the blood flow in his mouth, and couldn't stop coughing: "It's a pity, I'm going to die, and I never have a chance to start over...... Otherwise, in time, I will be supernatural...... , you must be the one who died. ”

"Oh?" Wang Chan's eyes narrowed: "You came to kill me, your skills are not as good as others, but you were killed by me, this is a natural thing." However, you don't have to play tricks in front of me before you die, your Emei's god kung fu can't get into my eyes, and I won't practice, besides, even if I don't help you, the Taoism of your faction will not be passed down from generation to generation. ”

"Won't it be lost?" Bai Su's gaze shrank violently, and then he smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, it was not what I expected...... Thirty years later, it's back to square one...... , the person you are talking about is Su Hanshan...... , I didn't expect that I was trying to force him to leave, but in the end, people were not as good as heaven, so I asked him to enter the Huizi Gate...... , I knew this was the case, why did I bother at the beginning, maybe I can still leave a surname today. Bai Su's face twitched constantly, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Indeed, Bai Su is really unwilling.

As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, 60 years of feng shui in a reincarnation, there is a pair of eyes staring at you in the dark, and there are gods in the head. Back then, in order to join the Huizimen, the two brothers Bai Su and Su Hanshan poured into each other, each using their own means to show that they were harmonious and angry, and they were eager to stab each other behind their backs.

As a result, Bai Su was "highly skilled", and with all kinds of unseemly means, Su Hanshan was saddled with great notoriety, and was chased and killed by Yue Po, who had just entered the National Security Bureau at that time, all the way to the Sino-Soviet border, and died nine lives, how miserable the situation was.

But thirty years later, it was Bai Su's turn to bump into Wang Chan, the god of killing, and he couldn't kill people, but he was killed, and his life's hard work was in vain.

He is now dissipating his energy, and his injuries are extremely serious, and he has already lost his breath after changing any master, but he still has a little Guan Sheng's wish power in his body, which supports him and does not disperse, so he can still talk to Wang Chan until now. Now that I think about it from the beginning, I am also secretly remorseful, and I have a bit of wisdom like Buddhism to realize the past wrong.

"These are all things between yourself, with your ability, although you can't live anymore in this situation, but you may not be able to die completely in a moment, if you have any last words, you should go and tell Su Hanshan in person. ”

Wang Chan's eyes lowered, letting the wind and snow sweep over his body, and after saying a word, he no longer cared about Bai Su lying on the ground, turned around and walked in the direction he came.

"Luofu Taoist priests who are in the same stream, grass clothes and wood food light princes. The world can't be controlled, and the pot is only free. ”

Bai Su sighed, his head trembled violently upward, and finally tilted weakly, in a trance, he seemed to hear Wang Chan singing while walking, his attitude was free, and there seemed to be a voice fluttering in his ears: "This poem was made by Lu Zu back then, and it is clear in a few words, but it is a pity that your heart is too heavy, and in the end you are still not free, and you die in a foreign country, it is a fixed number, and you can't complain about others." ”

The Emei faction's divine kung fu is indeed a big strange technique in the world, very different from the side door, and it is very easy to cultivate, borrowing the power of sentient beings to enhance themselves, but Wang Chan is determined to be free, but he can't look down on this magical power, it is difficult to cultivate his surname, and it is not a method that directly points to the fundamental, so he didn't bother to take a look, so he left it to Su Hanshan to deal with it himself, and he also counted his previous agreement.

If Su Hanshan is lucky enough, after obtaining this method, he will concentrate on cultivation, and then realize a little truth from his previous light martial arts method of flying all the way on the grass, in his lifetime, he will not be able to change his life against the sky, break through the shackles, and form a Dan Dao. However, this is also what Wang Chan thinks in his heart, the best result is only, after all, Su Hanshan's mind is not pure, and if he wants to cultivate supernatural powers and form an inner pill, the chances will not be too great.

Even if it is over, it is just the same as the old man back then, and his life will be extended for several decades after he dies of old age, which is stronger than ordinary people, but compared to Wang Chan's future, it must be too far and too far behind.

The higher the realm of a person who practices boxing, the more demanding the requirements for the heart surname.

Once you are distracted by messy things, it is often a hurdle that you can't cross for a lifetime.

In terms of the current state of Su Hanshan, it is indeed not difficult to cultivate a certain way of divine power in the divine power of the god in the gourd drawing scoop and having the Emei Hui character gate in hand, but it is very difficult to form an inner Dan within twenty years and set foot in the highest realm of martial arts. As for the twenty years that have passed, there is almost no chance.

For this point, Wang Chan sees it very accurately, and his vision will definitely not be wrong. In the real world, especially for people who practice martial arts, there will be no adventures like in martial arts novels, kung fu is one move and one style, one step at a time, but the state of mind is a spiritual ethereal existence, once there is a flaw, it is like a broken mirror, splashed on the ground, how difficult it is to recover.

Even an old monster like the Dragon Dao people who had been cultivating for more than a hundred years, when he was fighting against Wang Chan, he felt that there was a gap in his heart, and he had to leave immediately, and he didn't dare to continue to fight with Wang Chan. What's more, it's Su Han Mountain.

What's more, Jin Dan is Jin Dan, and supernatural powers are supernatural powers, which are completely different things. Although the person who forms the golden pill will definitely stimulate some kind of supernatural power in the body, not all people who have supernatural powers can form the golden pill. It's like a white horse is a horse, and a horse is not a white horse.

Therefore, even if Su Hanshan was allowed to get the kung fu of the Thirty-six Road Gods, Wang Chan did not take him seriously. Not to mention, the two sides will turn their faces in the future, and the Northeast Gang will make a comeback.

Wang Chan doesn't care about Bai Su, and he does it in a snowstorm, which seems to be slow and logical, but in fact the speed is extremely fast.

Originally, the place where he killed the Jinzhu Dabao Lama was at least three or four miles away from the place where Bai Su died, that is, Wang Chan and Bai Su chased and killed all the way, and in a blink of an eye, they broke through the snowstorm and chased them out several miles away. This speed, even for a short period of time, exceeded the peak speed of a Formula 1 car.

Simply not at a speed that humans can imagine.

In the wind and snow, where the Jinzhu Dabao Lama's body was lying, Su Hanshan stood motionless and straight, next to the Jinzhu Dabao Lama's body at his feet, and three people were lying on the ground unconscious.

At the same time, just a few steps in front of Su Hanshan, there was a man in a black tunic standing, his hair meticulously combed back to the back of his head, and his roots were translucent. In this person's hand, one hand pinched a string of dark sandalwood beads, and the other held a golden translucent short pestle. This short pestle, both sides are divided into five strands, all carved with exquisite patterns, although often less than two feet, but heavy at a glance there are dozens of catties of weight. Held in the hands of this middle-aged man, standing on his chest, like holding a treasure, it is indescribably noble and solemn.

Vajra!

Although this kind of utensils has a peculiar shape, as long as it falls in the eyes of people who know it, it can be seen that this is a very famous Dharma weapon in Buddhism, the Vajra Demon Pestle. In Buddhist teachings, it symbolizes invincible, invincible wisdom and true Buddha surnames, which can cut off all kinds of afflictions and destroy all kinds of demons that hinder the path of cultivation.

The middle-aged man stood in place, his eyes seemed to be closed, and there was no change in his movements. But it was obvious that the momentum exuded from his body had firmly locked on Su Hanshan in front of him, making this Northeast gang boss who had reached the pinnacle of boxing and martial arts not even dare to move a little finger, the wind and snow were all over the sky, and the weather was dozens of degrees below zero, and the sweat was like rain on his forehead, and the white mist was steaming.

Whoever looks at this situation, they can also see that as long as Su Hanshan makes a reckless move, what awaits him will never be a good end.

"Wang Chan, you are so murderous. Our business has nothing to do with these people, you better let them all go!"

The middle-aged man heard Wang Chan's footsteps coming from a distance, opened his mouth leisurely, and raised his head, which one is it not Xu Changchun?

(To be continued)