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

Chapter 862
The heart is like a fiery prison, and the sea of ​​suffering in the world is difficult, Xiao Feng is definitely in this mood now - of course, if he is a young man, he will not feel this way.But Xiao Feng is not his biological father——Xiao Yuanshan has been twisted and inhuman, and there is no way to save him.Bai Lang didn't believe that he could put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If Xiao Yuanshan really had the feeling of being enlightened, he would admit his mistake to the dead and end it himself.

"Xiao Yuanshan is not a real man at all." Bailang shot out with a howling wind, and fought with the old monk and Xiao Feng - Xiao Feng was in a dilemma, his fighting will has declined now, his martial arts have been compromised, and he doesn't know which side he should target shot.The old monk abolished Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts, while Bailang wanted to take Xiao Yuanshan to rectify the Dharma, and Murong Bo's was just an addition—anyway, Murong Fu couldn't stop any of them, and the four generals would not be able to stop them.

As for Wang Yuyan?Ah, no matter how quick this little girl is, she has never seen innate magic skills—this kind of overturning skill is not seen by ordinary people, but it's hard to see that there are only three congenital masters who can be confirmed in the whole world.And the new one seems to be very likely to pass away - the old monk is already very old, and his Dharma cultivation is only mediocre in Bailang's opinion. Although martial arts are high, life skills are not enough, at most they are better than ordinary people It would be nice for a person to live a century longer.

Lifespan cannot exceed one hundred and twenty, this is the fate of innate masters in this world.

Now that the power of the God's Palm of Subduing Dragon has weakened, the old monk has to deal with Bailang's roaring north wind. Bailang's palm is overwhelming, and all of it turns into snow in the wind. It means that Yi Jin Jing is really an extremely difficult opponent.The Yi Jin Jing is not an innate martial art. His Buddhist magic art of Yi Jin and Washing the Essence is a set, and the higher level of supernatural powers is to visualize supernatural powers so that wisdom and sharp swords can open up everything.

The old monk only used the Yi Jin Jing to open the gateway to heaven and earth to achieve innateness, and he probably didn't realize the innate magic skills from the Buddhist scriptures afterwards, so now in the fierce struggle between the three parties, this old monk is not as good as Xiao Feng. "It's still Xiao Feng's martial arts wisdom is superb, but it's a pity that his Buddhist cultivation is not enough after all, otherwise it will be troublesome if the palm of subduing the dragon directly transforms into the supernatural power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger-this guy still doesn't know how to learn, otherwise he would have transformed into a dragon by the Book of Changes, he would have been innate Qiankun Gong can also be realized."

"This is the disadvantage of not studying!" Bailang thought to himself, Xiao Feng is actually more suitable for Doubu's magical skills, and Leibu's can also be practiced, but it's a pity that he is so short after all.

The three masters fought fiercely like a revolving lantern, with strange moves emerging one after another, Bai Lang had the upper hand, and Xiao Feng gradually became more focused on fighting, forgetting all the pain and troubles, and his martial arts improved immediately.The old monk also improved his skills again and again, and the three of them stimulated each other during the fight, explaining their own wonderful meanings. This time, in the circle of the old monk's Yi Jin Jing, it seemed that there was a wonderful scene of hype.

"Monk! You are not good enough, and this Dharma is not perfect! If Master Tripitaka is here, I am afraid that you can cultivate the Arhat status in just a few breaths!" Bailang shouted.Ignoring the monk of Amitabha, Bailang and Xiao Feng fought fiercely, both sides were very simple in fist and palm kung fu - at this moment, the subtlety of the mind is that all kinds of false moves are useless, and the so-called infinite rear moves of both sides are also useless. They offset each other, and in the end there is only head-to-head confrontation.

The color of the world changed after this fight, and long split clouds appeared in the sky. The white cloud seemed to have been slashed by someone, and the ground was still shaking slightly. Rarely, the stellar energy flew out to kill and injure all the spectators who were ten feet away.It seems that the old monk also wanted to keep Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, probably with the idea of ​​saving time, while Xiao Feng was very simple and wanted to protect his biological father.

Bailang couldn't suppress the two innate masters, especially when Xiao Feng let go of his original plan and teamed up with the old monk to fight against Bailang.So he had no choice but to stop, but Murong Bo couldn't escape, and Bailang took him in his hands as soon as he moved, "Painting a tiger is not a dog, just because you want to learn from Jia Xu, Jia Wenhe and come here." And chaos?" However, what Bailang saw was the clear and stupid eyes of Murong Bo and Murong Fu, they probably didn't know who Jia Xu was at all.

"These two idiots! What are you going to do to rebel? At least see how the previous dynasty rebelled and learn some experience! Are you fucking Murong a pig? The rebellion has been fruitless for hundreds of years." Bailang He also shook his head and sighed, and a casual shake of his hand shattered Murong Bo's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and this guy immediately died from bleeding from all seven orifices.Murong Fu was so excited that he almost rushed forward to kill himself.

If Murong Fu wanted to seek death, Bailang would naturally help him. If this person "bears the burden of humiliation", then Bailang has no interest in killing him—too weak to be interested.Seeing that Murong Bo died worse than a dog, Xiao Yuanshan was also stunned - he had been enemies for decades, and only now did he know that the real enemy was trying to kill him, and he died just like that. Bailang threw the corpse away casually, really as insignificant as a mouse in the gutter.

At the moment Xiao Yuanshan's complexion turned red, and then turned blue, Xiao Feng put his palm on his biological father's back to cheer him up, otherwise Bailang might cause Xiao Yuanshan's heart to reverse and die. "Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, not talking too much, "Zidudu people consciously realize him, and want to know the truth." Bai Lang hummed a little song that no one had heard before, and looked at Xiao Yuanshan .

"This kind of person has deep roots of evil, and the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance have entered their hearts. Monk, your Taoism and deeds cannot save him." Bai Lang raised his voice and said, "Brother Xiao, this person has no kindness to raise you, but he killed you Raised by the Qiao family couple. If you still have hearts, why don't you let me kill this person." Xiao Feng's complexion was very, very bad, and it was the first time in his eyes that Bailang was at a loss.In the end, Xiao Feng did not back down, but Bailang shook his head knowing this person's choice.

"I'm sorry that you are the one who adopts your parents. Think for yourself." Bailang is a real man of justice here. After he turned around, Xiao Feng also clasped his fists, grabbed Xiao Yuanshan who had lost all his martial arts, and got on the horse after a few ups and downs. And A'Zhu also had a conversation with his father, and got on his horse quickly, Xiao Feng just led the cavalry away - no one stopped this expert, he let them leave.

At this time, it is time to deal with the monk Xuanci, "So many children have died, and half of this bald boy's blood debt is on it. If you want me to say that he will abolish his martial arts and drive him out of the school, and then kill him with a single blow." Bailang is Having said that, these monks are not very honorable.

(End of this chapter)