Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

In an instant, the two of them turned into two shadows. Originally, they thought that the lightness kung fu demonstrated by the old senior was already at his peak--it was indeed the case, but they never expected that Mr. Bai's speed could still reach the peak. Boost again!Always one step ahead.

There was only one thought left in the minds of the monks: "The two people in front of me... are the gods and Buddhas of the gods, I'm afraid they are nothing more than that?"

Xuan Ling tremblingly said: "Brother, let's still..."

Xuan Sheng just said: "Wait! This is not a contest that we can interfere in."

Bai Ziyang pushed his hands with two palms, but saw the sweeping monk's eyes, like a demon, flashed suddenly.

He only felt two warm and dark lights hit him, his head became dizzy immediately, his brows were furrowed, and he closed his eyes suddenly.

He never expected that this old monk would be able to use soul-absorbing kung fu similar to the soul-moving Dafa.It was his arrogance that hurt him, but he didn't feel fear, instead he was very excited.

The long-lost stimulus.

The floor-sweeping monk's wide sleeves swung suddenly, dispelling Bai Ziyang's palm energy, his left and right palms came together, as soft as nothing, and slapped Bai Ziyang's temples on both sides of his head.

Xiao Feng's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Stop!"

Cangjie created characters, the secrets of heaven were leaked, and ghosts and gods howled together.Bai Ziyang suddenly remembered a sword technique.Weeping ghosts and gods swordsmanship!

Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword, this sword represents killing, represents death, when this sword is created, it is unknown how many people will die under this sword.

How could heaven and earth allow this sword to exist.

But Bai Ziyang is not afraid, he is a person against the sky.

Jinghong wailed... a choking sound!A flash of light flew into his hand, that familiar touch...

I saw him stabbing forward lightly, the white clouds in the sky parted suddenly, although the blade was shaking, it stopped flowing at this moment.

Absolute stillness, absolute death.

Even heaven and earth seemed to have lost their voice.

Fallen leaves are withered and yellow, changes are exhausted, so far, with one sword, life ends and everything disappears. This is the true essence of death, this is the sword of weeping ghosts and gods 0...

bass! ! !

With a sound of the piano, the seven strings are all broken.Child Elder holding the seven xuanqin still didn't know it, as if she put her whole body and soul into that sword strike.

At this moment, Bai Ziyang seemed to have aged a lot.The reason why I say this is because his black hair, after the sword light disappeared, the silver thread suddenly hangs down, and the hairpin shatters.

"Clang" sound!Jinghong also disconnected, leaving only the hilt in Bai Ziyang's hand.

The sound of heaven and earth resumed, the white clouds floated again, and everything came alive again.

There was only one dead man, the floor sweeping monk standing in front of him, he had lost his breath, without any wound, just lost his breath.He just died for no reason.

With a smile on his face, he died very peacefully, as if relieved.

Bai Ziyang looked at the hilt of Jinghong's sword, stroked it, and smiled.

The group of heroes lost their voices collectively, and someone opened their mouths wide, looking at in disbelief, "Scholar of ghosts and ghosts, Young Master Bai!" With a white sword, suddenly, Mr. Bai's eyes swept over everyone.

Everyone who looked at him saw endless death in those eyes as deep as the night sky!Fear, terrible fear.Murong and his son had already been put to death, Xiao Feng looked at the benefactor of the father and son in front of him, but for the first time in his life he didn't dare to step forward to greet him.

"Zi Yang!"

A woman in black floated in front of Young Master Bai, threw herself into his arms, and grabbed 5.5 of his silver hair... Tears dripped down on it, and only she, Mu Wanqing, dared to approach him.

"Wan'er is fine, let's go."

Silence, but it is better than a thousand words, the heroes retreat!

Bai Ziyang and Bai Ziyang stepped forward together, staring at the three majestic characters 'Shaolin Temple! '

He wiped it away with a wave of his hand, and an invisible sword energy moved out of the air, Xuanci and Erniang Ye both fell to the ground, and the next moment he dissipated the three characters of "Shaolin Temple" into the invisible. , Chi Chi several times, the huge plaque has been replaced with the three characters 'Bai Gongzi! '

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Change the shape, whether you like it or not, the sword has a default setting, and it will be in a new volume in the future. .

The sixth and third chapters white hair hangs three thousand feet in the sky, and everything in the world can be stopped with one sword. "Please be automatic! "

Since the birth of martial arts, although there are many chivalrous men who uphold the principles of benevolence and righteousness and act chivalrously, martial arts is still a skill of fighting. It is beyond the reach of the imperial court's arresters.That's why there is a saying that chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban!

There is a clear distinction between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes.However, for the imperial court, although the rivers and lakes are a thorn, it is not intolerable, because although the people in the martial arts are lawless, they use knives to make troubles in the market, kill people and disrupt the law, but after all, it is only a minor problem. There are many factions, each faction does not belong to each other, they fight openly and secretly, and the good and the evil are incompatible with each other. This also gives the imperial court room for checks and balances. As long as unity cannot be formed, even if the authority of the imperial court is somewhat damaged, it is difficult to endanger the imperial court itself.

But now these factions are fighting each other, and the pattern of hostility between good and evil has been completely changed, and the world is peaceful.

Just because of one person, a white-haired scholar, a scholar known as a ghost.

The magic sword of Juxian Village, and the Qinyaojian Tomb under Tianshan Mountain.

"White hair hangs three thousand feet in the air, but with a single sword, everything will stop in the world."

This fourteen-character sentence shocked the entire Central Plains Wulin. What kind of power is this?

Looking around the world, who doesn't fear the fourteen characters of this power!

If that ghost scholar had a different intention, or had a whim, he might be able to turn the world into a mess and blood flow in an instant.

This is not just speculation, because of one thing...

The so-called under the whole world, could it be the land of the king, the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers, but that scholar dared to say that the life and death of the people in the world are in his hands. Does he still want to kill the current emperor?

All the bigwigs in the imperial court couldn't sit still, even Song Zhezong Zhao Xu, who had just been in charge of the government, couldn't sit still.