Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 837

Coping with the other party's words, Bailang is also thinking about whether he should have a finale poem, or even a nickname—if it is relatable, Bailang thinks that this group of people's cultural level is too low. He was also a Jinshi of the Ming Dynasty, and he was a first-class cultural person.Bailang can assert that he is more educated than all the martial artists in Song Dynasty these days!
Perak's poem name is definitely not good. Thinking about it, it seems that Li Bai's Beifengxing can only be used as a poem name. As for the nickname?Bai Lang felt that it was a matter for cultural people to get a number for himself, and it was hahaha for people in the rivers and lakes to get a number, "Why don't you go to take a Fajie test, and then go to Kaifeng Mansion to get a roll name under the Donghua sect? "Bailang has already considered this problem.

After receiving a round of compliments, Bailang agreed to several rounds of treats, and then parted ways.Of course, the two sides also left a code for communication, and it was also a channel for obtaining information from the members of the Cangzhu Sect—someone is really coordinating this and passing messages to each other.Not long after, Bailang also got the news from the secret signal, all the evil monks were stopped, except for a group of people, the rest were killed or captured.

The last group of people is fleeing to Tibet, and it seems that they are going to flee back to the Daxue Mountain. "It's not so easy to go." Bailang used his lightness kung fu and chased after him in the direction indicated by the signal.It should be difficult for these evil monks to dress up as ordinary people because of their hair problems.And the martial arts in his body are now clearly felt by Bailang, and it is impossible to escape under his eyesight-the internal force operation of this group of people is completely different from that of the Central Plains martial arts. You can see it.

This group of people couldn't be seen on the road, Bailang went around several times and finally went up the mountain under the guidance of the secret signal. "Relying on martial arts and running back in a straight line? It's very like my master." Bai Lang expressed his appreciation for this, and at the same time decided to kill them all. It's only been a month since these people invaded Sichuan, and they have already killed at least one. Killing thousands of people, looting countless property, Bailang didn't want to see more of the crimes he committed, so as not to spoil his mentality.

Bailang rose into the sky more than once, but failed to sense the breath, this is not his original body, and his martial arts are limited. "Finally found it." Bailang saw the flames in a wild temple in a barren mountain, and it should be this group of people who spent the night in the temple.He couldn't understand Tibetan, anyway, these people inside were not very interested in talking, and until now Bailang didn't understand why these people suddenly came to Sichuan?

Because it doesn't make sense at all, if it's just to rob and do evil, come down with these "masters"?Is it because there are too many monks of this type in this temple to support them?It's completely impossible.The purpose of this whole time is not right at all, which means that they have other purposes, and Bai Lang doesn't care about the purpose, anyway, kill them all.He went straight to the ruined temple.

There were still five evil monks in the ruined temple, and they seemed to be in bad condition - none of them were seriously injured, because those who were seriously injured must have died, and the most serious ones were just a few wounds on their bodies.The leader was a middle-aged man with a big beard and no injuries on his body, and he was holding a pig's head and gnawing on it now.This pig looked like a wild boar. This guy was not inferior to a wild boar. Grabbing and chewing on a half-baked pig's head, he really looked like a wild beast.

"The meal with severed head, it's quite rich and there are wild boars." A voice sounded from outside, and the five evil monks all jumped to their feet——with their martial arts, they couldn't hear the sound, and it was so close to people. It is conceivable that the martial arts of the visitor is high. "Let's go!" The leader slapped the fire out of the door with a palm, and chose a direction with the other four to escape - this ruined temple is full of holes, so it is convenient to run.

The scattered burning wood was extinguished in the process of flying out, and even the mist of hot and cold water was blown up. "Want to leave? It's not that easy!" Bailang stretched his figure, bypassing the main entrance, and met the two guys who ran out from the side—they were unlucky enough to run in one direction.The three of them broke apart as soon as they touched each other, and the two of them fell limply to the ground without breathing.

Bailang had already shattered the hearts and lungs of these two people, counting their luck, they died so easily.Among the other three, the bearded middle-aged man made his own way, and the other two wanted to follow him, but they were knocked down by this man's palm suddenly, and they ran away desperately.It seemed that he wanted to throw his junior or apprentice to Bailang to kill, and took the opportunity to run away by himself.

Bailang sneered, just passed the two howling unlucky ghosts, and came to the leader of the evil monk.This person also knew that he was unlucky, turned his right hand into a claw and turned his left hand into a fist, and shot with a very weird posture. When he shot, he was standing, but when he hit him, his head and feet were on top, and his two legs kicked from above. out.

This person seemed to have no bones, and the zhenqi brought up by the attack was extremely fierce, even though the distance was almost ten feet, the inner strength was already close to Bailang's body, and as the inner strength approached, the real fists, feet and claws had already reached his body.Bailang was like a moth, trapped by a lot of spider webs, and the huge spider was about to strike him deadly.

It's a pity that Bailang is not a moth, he just raised his palm and slapped it out.The power of the palm is like the north wind from Youzhou carrying the sharp ice blades of goose feathers and heavy snow, roaring over the sky and covering the sky, the sun and the moon are dark, only the north wind howls.The cobweb-like inner strength under the palm was all frozen and blown away, and this person's strange moves were meaningless, Bailang's single palm was extremely precise, and he met his fist casually - after that, this person has nothing to do. any chance.

In the same way, Bei Fengxing's internal force roared, and the wind knife and frost sword swept up. The evil monk widened his eyes in horror, and urged Gu's internal force to explode with the determination to break his meridians, but he couldn't stop it at all, he could only look at himself The cracked skin was frozen and blown away, and then the underlying muscles were also frozen and dropped, exposing the skeleton.

This is tantamount to a thousand cuts, but within a few breaths, Bailang's true power has penetrated the whole body of this person, and in front of him is a skeleton with bloody eyes still in the eye sockets, and the internal organs that have not fallen out of the stomach. At this time, the person's heart was still beating, Bailang let go with a smile. "Time is running out, just repent and go to hell."

Bai Lang turned around and took the lives of the two evil monks who were still screaming. Looking back, he saw that the guy who had been cut into a skeleton was still alive, so he smiled and didn't care about it—unless he can regenerate his bones and muscles. No matter how you say it, he is doomed. Even modern medicine cannot save him. Ultra-future medicine may be able to save him.
(End of this chapter)