"Look for death!" Hearing what Hate Tian said, the disciples of the Death Killing Fist were furious, and they staggered their fists and used the Death Killing Fist to attack the Hatred Heaven.

How could Hating Heaven, who had learned the Xuanmen Spell, still take this bit of martial arts of the Killing Fist disciples in his eyes? "Bah..."There was a loud bang, and several Killing Fist disciples were knocked to the ground by the Hatred Heaven move.

"It's amazing!" Seeing that the hating of the sky knocked down all the several powerful martial arts disciples of the Deadly Fist, the hundred fist disciples of Jinling Mansion praised one after another.

"Haha... It's over!" Listening to the praise of the disciples of Baijiaquan, the heart of the hated sky couldn't help but bloom, "I have worked hard to cultivate for so long, and I finally come to the end of my hard work, and I am going to get ahead!"

Seeing that the disciples of Hate Heaven and Baijiaquan couldn't stop praising each other, Nan'er and Bi Rong couldn't help but feel numb, they sneered, and turned their heads and walked into the distance.

"Stop!" A Hundred Family Fist disciple suddenly stopped them, "Senior Brother Hating Heaven, these two demon girls are also the people of the Death Fist, today the Death Fist besieged us, and they also helped to help, we can't spare them so easily!"

Hearing what the Baijiaquan disciple said, Hate Tian couldn't help but fall right in the middle, he walked up slowly, and asked Nan'er and Bi Rong, "Is what he said true?"

When he asked the sky, he made up his mind that if Nan'er and Bi Rong denied it or were forced to admit it, he would have to think of a way to spare them, so that he could take the opportunity to sell them a favor, so that he could rightfully approach them and pester them in the future.

"What is it? We are disciples of the Killing Fist, isn't it normal to help the Killing Fist deal with your Baijia Fist?"

"Ahh If that's the case, then I'm embarrassed!" Hearing that Nan'er and Bi Rong didn't mean to beg for mercy at all, Hatian couldn't help but be angry in his heart, "Then you have to go back to Baijiaquan with us and give an explanation!"

"Why are we going back to Baijiaquan with you?? What if we don't go?" Unexpectedly, Nan'er and Bi Rong always behaved very toughly.

"Hey..."Hearing Nan'er and Bi Rong say this, they couldn't help but be angry, "These two, how dare they pretend to be garlic with Uncle Ben?

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "All the disciples of Baijiaquan have been injured in the hands of the Fatal Fist, and someone will always give an explanation! If you don't go, don't blame Uncle Ben for being polite!"

"Ha, he still wants to do it..."Hearing what Hate Tian said, Nan'er and Bi Rong couldn't help but be angry, they stopped talking nonsense, staggered their fists, and attacked Hate Tian.

"Hate..."Hate Tian also used his mana and attacked Nan'er and Birong.

"Woo woo..." There were two loud bangs, and Nan'er and Bi Rong were shocked by the hatred of the sky and took a step back.

Seeing that Nan'er and Bi Rong were shocked back by themselves, they couldn't help but be very proud in their hearts: "I'm a person who has learned spells! Not to mention you little, even Hu Dali, and even the heavenly immortals are not my opponents! Why don't you two quickly admit defeat and surrender, and beg for mercy from Uncle Ben?"

Not long after Hate Tian was proud, two golden swords flew from behind Nan'er and Bi Rong and stabbed towards Hate Tian.

"Two little hooves, if you can't beat them, you can use a sword?" Seeing Nan'er and Bi Rong using their blades, they couldn't help but laugh secretly in their hearts, "But that's useless... Uncle Ben is a master of the Three Realms..."

Thinking of this, Hate Tian leaned over lightly and dodged Nan'er and Bi Rong's swords.

Hate Tian stood up, and was just about to walk towards Nan'er and Bi Rong, when he heard the Baijiaquan disciple shout "Be careful", and then felt a chill behind him.

Before he could think about it, he hurriedly fell down and dodged the two flying swords.

Before he could stand up, the two flying swords flew towards him again.

"What's going on? these two swords should have been thrown by them in the air, how could they turn around?"

Seeing Hatian hurriedly dodging his flying sword, Nan'er couldn't help but be very proud: "Hatian, you poor boy, this time you know how powerful your aunt and grandmother are!"

Nan'er and Bi Rong's flying swords were all golden and looked blunt, but they seemed to be able to fly around according to their minds. Although these two swords are not very sharp, they can also hurt people's lives when galloping, and their power should not be underestimated.

What kind of sword is this, and where did they get it?

Hate Tian carefully observed the two flying swords, and found that the two flying swords were engraved with a very strange text.

The pronunciation of this text is "Prajnaparamita", which is recited every day when he was practicing at Tianning Temple. It seems that Nan'er and Bi Rong's swords, because of the words engraved on this Diamond Sutra, also have mana, and they can obey the master's orders and fly around hurting people.

"Where did they get these two swords?" Seeing that the words on the Diamond Sutra also appeared on Nan'er and Bi Rong's swords, Hatian's heart couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

Hating Tian and the disciples of Baijiaquan have the same family background, they are very ordinary, and he usually suffers from Hu Dali's bullying and Nan'er and Birong's white eyes. These days, he relied on the spells he learned in Tianning Temple to barely defeat the Fatal Fist and turned over to be the master for a few days.

If the person who killed the fist also learned the spell, it would be impossible for the hater to be so majestic anymore, and he might have to fall to the point of being oppressed again.

Thinking of this, Hatian couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

"What's going on? Demon! Grandma's magic weapon is not bad!" Seeing a look of fear on Hatian's face, Nan'er couldn't help but be very proud.

"How can I crack their flying swords?" Seeing the two flying swords flying towards him again, Hate Tian couldn't help but feel worried, he suddenly had an idea, jumped up, dodged the two flying swords, and flew towards Nan'er and Bi Rong again.

Before the flying sword returned, Hate Tian had already flown up to Nan'er and Bi Rong and kicked them to the ground.

"Be careful!" At the same time, the Hundred Family Fist disciples on the side also shouted.

"It's their flying swords coming!" Hatian hurriedly turned to the side, flashed the attack of the flying sword, and grabbed it again, and took Nan'er and Bi Rong's flying swords in his hand.

The two flying swords were caught by Hate Tian, and they no longer flew around, nor did they obey Nan'er and Birong's orders.

"What a baby!" Glancing at the flying sword in his hand, he couldn't help but praise it, "These two swords can fly around according to people's minds, they are simply immortal weapons!"

"Hurry up and give us back our flying sword!" Seeing that Hatian was holding his treasure and couldn't stop looking, Nan'er and Bi Rong hurriedly shouted.

"Give it back to you? You are talking about a fool's dream! You two demons, aiding in the abuse, have already been full of evil, today Uncle Ben is going to do the right thing for the heavens, and clean you up!" said Ha Tian, smiling evilly, and forced Nan'er and Bi Rong over.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing the hating sky smiling and walking towards them, Nan'er and Birong couldn't help but be shocked.

"What are you doing? hehe... You two prodigal hooves, helping to abuse, full of evil, today Uncle Ben will do the right thing for heaven, and punish and punish you for the innocent people who were mutilated by you!"

"Stop!" Before Hatian could touch a single hair of Nan'er and Birong, several people in black suddenly appeared and stopped him.

"Get out! Uncle doesn't want to kill anymore today!" said without raising his head, "These dog thieves who kill their fists can't finish fighting, so it's better to show mercy to your subordinates and spare their lives!"

"What are you talking about, try to say it again?" Hearing Hatian say this, the man in black couldn't help but be furious.

"Yo roar, what's wrong with me today? Why did I meet a stunned young man who didn't know whether to live or die?" Seeing the man in black so rampant, he couldn't help but be angry.

Although the men in black are numerous, they don't take them seriously. Their dress and style of acting look similar to the people of the Death Fist, it should be Jinling Mansion or some other place, an organization like the Death Fist, the haters who know spells are naturally not afraid of them.

"Look for death!" a sturdy man in black punched Hatian at the sky.

"Hey..."Before the good thing was done, he was disturbed, and he couldn't help but be angry, he secretly used his mana and used the Vajra body protection skill to shake the sturdy man in black away.

The sturdy man in black punched the hate in the lower abdomen, causing him to bend down in pain.

"What's going on? How can this man in black have so much force in his fist?