Everything starts with Jin Yiwei

Chapter 770
White Cloud View.

Baiyun Temple is located five or six miles away from the northern suburb of Nanbo County.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters here, and there are tall courtyards rising from the mountains and rivers, which are very magnificent. There is a huge plaque at the gate of the mountain, which reads: Baiyun Temple, three big characters.

The owner of the Baiyun Temple is named Bai Mingxuan. He is from the capital city. His family is in business. His ancestors were high-ranking officials in Dakang. Later, his family moved to Nanbo County, where he set up a lot of property.

Bai Mingxuan loved to practice martial arts when he was young. Because of his rich family background and the fact that he had learned from famous teachers, he made a lot of achievements when he was young.

Young and handsome, strong in martial arts, coupled with a wealthy family, it is perfect.

But it's a pity that Bai Mingxuan has never married a wife, nor left any heirs in his life, and there is no one to inherit the huge family business of the Bai family. Therefore, he established the Baiyun Temple, and he was willing to do good deeds, and won his fame both during his lifetime and after his death!

"Brother Mingxuan, please stay safe!"

"Brother Zhao, after a two-year separation, you still have the same demeanor!"

"Senior White, junior Thunder Cloud Sect is thundering!"

"Young hero, the younger generation is formidable!"

"Brother Bai, after 13 years, it's great to see you today!"

"Oh, Brother Yue, you are such a rare visitor. I heard that you founded the Gentleman Sword Sect in Shangjun. It is so majestic and majestic. Please come inside!"

"..."

In front of the Baiyun Temple, Bai Mingxuan, dressed in white, with white beard and hair, was receiving guests from all over the world.

Although he is old, he has some basic foundation, so his back is straight, he is energetic, and he is very happy to see many friends and young people.

This time, there were about 13 first-rate masters and more than 30 second-rate young heroes who came to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting.

I don't know if Bai Mingxuan did it on purpose or just by chance.

The martial arts exchange meeting started, many masters communicated with each other, and some old seniors imparted their experience, and a group of young masters listened respectfully there.

After a simple meal at noon, the actual combat drills began in the afternoon, and the exchange meeting continued until the evening. Bai Mingxuan ordered his servants to serve all kinds of food and wine, and everyone drank to their heart's content.

According to the usual practice, after everyone stays in Baiyun Temple for one night, there will be a lot of money on the next day!
"Crack!"

In the darkness, the attendant of Baiyun Temple was suddenly attacked by a black shadow, and before he had time to react, his blood was sucked dry from his body!
"Jie Jie Jie, delicious blood, delicious food!"

A child who looked to be six or seven years old exuded a black-gray mist all over his body, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"What monster?"

A second-rate young Junjie saw him and yelled loudly.

"monster?"

The child smiled contemptuously: "I am the god of death who rules your lives!"

As he said that, the child turned into a stream of light and rushed towards that young hero, biting the main artery in his neck, sucking him into a mummy almost instantly!

"A person who practices martial arts is full of energy, and it is really delicious!"

The child casually threw the mummy aside and strode towards the meeting place.

This sudden change directly attracted everyone's attention.

"Where did you monster boy come from? Eat your grandfather with a knife!" Hu Shengshan raised his nine-eared chain knife, leaped forward, and slashed at the child.

"Shh!"

The child easily dodged his knife, and jumped at him at an unbelievable speed, bit off his neck on the spot, and sucked him into a mummy!

"Humble ants!" The child smiled disdainfully.

"The evildoer is here, everyone, follow me to defeat the demon!"

Bai Mingxuan drew out the hundred-refined refined steel sword in his hand and took the lead to kill the demon boy!
Seeing this, the others knew that the monster was ferocious, and it was impossible to let them go easily, so they raised their weapons one by one and killed the monster boy.

"Pfft!"

Bai Mingxuan's neck was directly bitten off by the demon boy, and he instantly turned into a mummy!
Then another second-rate master was sucked into a mummy by a demon boy.

The demon boy took another aim at a top first-class master, and wanted to kill him. The top first-class master directly slapped the demon boy on the head, and beat him out like a sandbag, but the demon boy did not attack him at all. Injured, he jumped at him again.

"Crack!"

He slapped it with his palm again, and the demon boy opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and then expanded several times in an instant, biting off the palm of that first-class master in one bite.

"what……"

In the severed palm, the top first-class expert howled in pain.

The demon boy seized the opportunity and opened his mouth again to bite the artery on his neck!
At the critical moment, a broad-backed long knife was directly placed between the demon boy and the first-class master. The demon boy bit the long knife, and as a result, the long knife emitted white rays of light.

Zizizizizi!
The demon boy's mouth was directly scalded by the white light!
"This is a magic weapon blessed by the great monk Fanhai of Nanbo County. You little monster dares to talk, but I finally blocked you."

"You have killed so many innocent people during this time, you cannot be kept today!" Zhong Wuling said righteously.

As he spoke, he directly killed the demon boy with a long knife in his hand.

The long knife in his hand wakes up like a wild dragon, and the blood in his body is violent, like a savage dragon dormant!

His speed was so fast that he was on par with the demon boy. The two of them fought hundreds of rounds in a flash!
"This... is this also martial arts?"

"Could it be that the martial arts master is not successful?"

"No, I recognize him. He is the patrolling envoy of Nanbo County, Zhong Wuling, Master Zhong, who suppressed two martial arts masters with one palm. It is rumored that his strength is already inferior to that of General Zhen Guo and the old eunuch in the palace. Wuji is the third great master of martial arts in Dakang Kingdom!"

"Great master of martial arts, what kind of character should that be? I can see you today. Martial arts can also be magical!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, those who survived completely overturned their views.

They never imagined that martial arts masters could be so tyrannical, one person with one knife, and the demon boy fighting alone would not be defeated!
Bang bang bang!
Zhong Wuling's saber technique was sharper and more violent than the last. He gathered all his strength in the last slash, and cut the demon boy in half with one slash!

"Shh!"

The demon boy didn't seem to know the pain, he took the lower half of his body and went straight through the air.

"Where is the evildoer running!"

Zhong Wuling let out a loud roar, and went straight up to fight with a long knife in his hand. His speed was very fast, and he didn't want to give way to a thousand-mile horse that travels thousands of miles a day, but after all, he ran on two legs, while the demon boy relied on flying. .

Therefore, slowly, he was pulled behind by the demon boy, and finally completely lost sight of the demon boy.

"Vulgar martial artist, come to Japan to make a comeback, and I will teach you that you can't live, you can't die!"

A voice full of hatred came from all directions and reached Zhong Wuling's ears.

"I'm waiting for you to come, next time, I'll just chop you up one by one, and I'll see how you escape!" Zhong Wuling said very stubbornly.

"Next time, oh jeez..."

That voice slowly dissipated in mid-air, Zhong Wuling's heart was very heavy.

He still underestimated the demon boy. Even if the demon boy's strength is lower than his, it is not much lower, and ordinary swords can't hurt it at all.

The reason why he was able to severely injure the demon boy was that apart from his own strength, the knife in his hand that had been blessed by the holy monk Fanhai played a vital role!
"It's also time to go to Tianlong Temple!"

Zhong Wuling muttered to himself, turned around, jumped a few times, and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)