Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 528 Don't Kill
Bai Yiren wept bitterly, and suddenly yelled sadly, "Sister Yiyi!"

Fang Jianming's heart sank, almost lost his thoughts, tears rolled down silently, he already knew that Bai Yiyi had left her, in the vast land, where is Yi Ren's soul?
Snowflakes drifted down in the cold wind, and the three of them remained motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on their bodies.

"Hey, why are there so many dead people here?" Footsteps sounded, and a group of people came towards this end.

After a while, the footsteps approached, and several voices said in unison, surprised: "Fang Shaoxia, why are you here?" Fang Jianming stared blankly into the distance, as if he didn't hear it.

The leader of this group was an elderly man with a gloomy face, his eyes opened and closed, and his nakedness was exposed. Behind him were four envoys from the Twelve Altars of the Devil's Cult, and after that were more than 30 Demon Cultists. Disciples, these disciples are turning over the corpses on the ground.The four envoys are Zhu Youxiao, Ji Xiaoqi, Yang Baisheng, and Gou Qingquan.Judging from their appearance, it seems that they have just fought a war.

Seeing that the three of them didn't move, everyone thought they were dead, the old man sneered and said, "Do you know these three people?"

Zhu You laughed and said, "The boy is Fang Jianming and Fang Shaoxia, but the two girls don't know who they are."

Yang Baisheng frowned, and said, "Don't you find it strange that when you attacked the main altar of the Demon Sect, you didn't see the Holy Aunt and the Holy Maiden. Could it be that these two women are them?"

Gou Qingquan said: "It's possible!"

The old man heard this, and shouted: "Whether it is or not, they are here, they must be related to the magic gate, first arrest them!"

Ji Xiaoqi hurriedly said: "Elder, no, depending on the situation, they have a very different relationship with Fang Shaoxia. One woman seems to have died, we still..."

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Messenger Ji, who is the biggest here? I will arrest him as I say, and let him live or die!"

Bai Yiren stood up suddenly, wiped away the tears from her face, and said coldly: "I am the saint of the Demon Sect!" Everyone was shocked by her beauty, except of course the old man.

The old man let out a long cry, rushed towards her, and shouted: "The beauty is a disaster, the old man will eliminate harm for the martial arts today!"

As soon as the words fell, the cicada groaned softly, and a bolt of lightning struck the old man, but before the lightning arrived, the strong saber energy locked the old man firmly, and within a split second, the lightning struck the old man three times on the left and right.

The old man still dared to charge forward, broke out in a cold sweat, fell to the ground, and grabbed a handful of snowflakes. These snowflakes had been cut by the knife energy, and the knife marks could be seen faintly before they melted.

The old man changed color and said, "Why didn't you kill the old man?"

Fang Jianming's voice seemed soulless: "I don't want to kill any more people, the saint is no longer a member of the Demon Sect, you guys go away, get away from here!"

The old man's face turned red when he heard it. The four messengers couldn't tell what it was like. Fang Jianming was no longer the Fang Jianming they had seen.

The old man snorted, turned around and left. The others naturally didn't want to stay here any longer. Before leaving, Ji Xiaoqi turned over the bronze masks on the faces of the two who died in the seven kills, showing shock, and softly called out. With a voice: "Nanhai Double Swords, I never imagined that they would die under the swords."

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People are gone, the snow has no intention of stopping, although it is not very big, but it is very long-lasting, as if it wants to cover up all the evils of this world.

The corpses on the ground were covered by snowflakes, and there were no traces of fighting anymore. The distance and distance were all white, and at first glance, it was like being in an ice palace, which was refreshing, but who knew how many people were hiding under the white snow? dirty?
At dusk, Bai Yiren came to the bat cave with a bag of food, and was surprised to find that Fang Jianming and Bai Yiyi were no longer there, and there was a pile of "snow" towering in the original place.

Bai Yiren's heart shuddered, he put the food on the ground, his palms flew up, and the snow collapsed, revealing the faces of Fang Jianming and Bai Yiyi.Fearing that something might happen to Fang Jianming, she reached out her hand to explore his nostrils, and was relieved to find that he was still breathing.

Both of their eyes were closed, Bai Yiyi was "dead", but Fang Jianming was "sleeping".

The sky was getting darker and the snow finally stopped. Bai Yiren cleared an open space in front of the two of them, lit a big fire, and sat on a stone. She opened the paper bag, but how could she eat it in her current mood? It's okay, just took two bites, tears flowed down, and I couldn't swallow anymore.

Looking at the fire, she shed tears silently. She didn't know how long it had passed. Seeing that the firewood was about to burn out, she wiped away her tears and added some firewood. When he wanted to ask, one person sneered triumphantly and said: "Fang Jianming, let's see how you escaped from the old man's palm this time, haha, Tianhe Baolu is finally in the old man's hands!"

Bai Yiren's face turned cold, and he shouted: "Who?" Grabbing the sword on the ground, he jumped up straight and focused on his guard.

Looking into the distance with the blazing firelight, there is a person "floating" on the silvery snow. Because of the distance, he can't see his appearance clearly.

The visitor said with a dark smile: "Hey, don't care who the old man is, if the old man guesses correctly, you are the saint of the Demon Sect!"

Bai Yiren sneered, "So what?"

The visitor said with a strange smile: "It's a pity that I'm not lustful, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yiren's figure suddenly flew out, stabbing at him with a sword, how fast the sword went, under the faint moonlight, a white light flashed, and then there was a "dang" sound Shocked...

Bai Yiren's tender body turned backwards, landed on the ground, crossed her sword, and stopped Fang Jianming in front of her. The fire light was reflected on her peerless face, which made people's heart flutter, but at this moment, this face was full of horror. color.

She originally thought that the opponent's blood would splatter on the spot after the sword was thrust out, but who knew that the opponent only flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, and a powerful internal force was reversed, knocking her into the air.This skill is much higher than hers.

The visitor yelled in surprise, "Good swordsmanship!" His figure fluttered forward two feet, and his appearance could be seen at this time.The person who came was none other than Duan Chunfeng.

Bai Yiren didn't know him, but he tried out that this man's martial arts were superior to hers, so he didn't dare to be careless, snorted coldly, and said, "Who the hell are you? What are you doing here?"

Duan Chunfeng ignored her, glanced at the sleeping Fang Jianming, showed a sarcasm smile, and said: "Boy surnamed Fang, at this time, you still have a beautiful woman in your arms. I really admire you!"

Fang Jianming hugged Bai Yiyi, and the two of them sat on the snow, motionless. Fang Jianming's breathing was clearly audible when he was sleeping deeply. Bai Yiren was used to seeing it without being surprised, but Duan Chunfeng was very surprised. He waved his long sleeves and said: " Fang Jianming, stop pretending to be asleep, get up with the old man!"

Bai Yiren shook his sword, rolled up six sword flowers, and said, "Brother Fang is asleep, don't disturb him!"

Duan Chunfeng was startled, then laughed "haha", and said: "I think he is not asleep, but has been poisoned by something. I yelled like this, if I was sleeping, I would have woken up already. God help me." !Saint, get out of the way for this old man.”

Bai Yi said humanely: "As long as I have breath, I won't let you touch Big Brother Bai and Sister Yiyi!"

Duan Chunfeng sneered and said: "This place has been swept away by the demon sect, and you are the only one left. Do you want to die?"

Bai Yiren said: "Your Excellency's finger strength is astonishing, but I will never be afraid of you!"

Duan Chunfeng said in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with Fang Jianming, and you want to protect him like this?"

Bai Yiren said: "Don't worry about my relationship with him, anyway, if I don't let you come over, you can't come here."

Duan Chunfeng's face darkened, and he shouted: "Smelly girl, this old man is definitely not a person who cherishes beauty and beauty. I will give you another chance, get out of the way!"

Although his martial arts are superb, Bai Yiren's martial arts are not bad. If he wants to restrain Bai Yiren without being injured, it is not possible to do it with three moves or two. terrible.Duan Chunfeng was used to being careful, so he said such things to Bai Yiren.If it were someone with a bad temper, seeing Fang Jianming like this, he would have already started fighting with Bai Yiren.

Bai Yiren handed over the sword, and said coldly: "If you want to move Big Brother Fang, you must first defeat me with this sword!"

Seeing that she refused to move away, Duan Chunfeng sneered, and walked towards her step by step. Bai Yiren poured his internal energy into the blade, and the sword glowed like starlight.

Seeing that the distance between the two was only one zhang, Duan Chunfeng fluttered and rushed towards Bai Yiren, shouting: "Get out!"

Bai Yixin's mind sank, and the sword turned, until Zhifeng was about to approach him, the long sword suddenly pressed down, and the ten finger winds, guided by the sword energy, penetrated into the sword body, and the brilliance of the sword flowed, appearing It was extremely strange, but at this moment, Duan Chunfeng's figure was already in front of Bai Yiren, he stretched out a finger, and pointed towards her eyebrows, the air was circling uncomfortably under this finger.

The wind pierced through the air, stirring up Bai Yiren's hair, she said it was too late and then quickly, she saw her sword turned over, and regardless of the opponent's fingers, the sword thrust forward and pierced the opponent's chest.

Duan Chunfeng never expected that she would be so desperate. He broke out in a cold sweat and retreated violently. The sword energy missed his chest by only half an inch, but the finger wind from his fingers caught Bai Yi A red dot was left between the man's eyebrows, and blood was faintly oozing out.

Duan Chunfeng fell to the ground and said angrily: "Smelly girl, you want to die with the old man?!"

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Bai Yiyi's mouth, and she said coldly: "If you dare to take a step forward, I will make you look good!"

Duan Chunfeng was furious, let out a long roar, his body was as swift as a gust of wind, and pointed at Bai Yiren with the middle and middle fingers of his right hand. This finger did not point to the wind, but the fingers broke through the air and made a strange sound.

Bai Yiren's heart was shocked, feeling that the power of this finger was more than ten times stronger than before, so he hurriedly mobilized all the power in his body, took a step forward, the sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword collided with the opponent's finger , the airflow violently rotated, making a strange noise.

Under the blowing of strong wind, the fire light fluctuated from big to small, which was very weird. It was about to go out, and the flame suddenly jumped up to a height of one foot, like a little charmander jumping.

After a loud "boom", Duan Chunfeng groaned and took a step back. Bai Yiyi screamed, the person flew up from the ground, and landed on the snow far away. There is no movement, no life or death.

Duan Chunfeng spat out a mouthful of blood with a "bah", and said with a sneer: "This stinky girl's martial arts are really good, no wonder Bai Xiaosheng will say that the martial arts of Jianghu Bamei are unpredictable. Among the young women in the world, I am afraid that there are only a few The eight of them are the most powerful!"

(End of this chapter)