Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Before he finished speaking, Bai Ziyang interrupted him.

What was interrupted was not the words, but a powerful palm, enough to tear apart the hand of the sky, the power of the palm came out without warning, the true energy came first and then the strong wind!

As soon as the 'Tearing Cloud Hand' came out, with invincible energy, it enveloped the heavy monk and turned into a giant palm...

More than a dozen people were like torn rags, shrouded in true energy, and all the monks were torn apart.

This palm didn't arouse the anger of the monks, on the contrary, it frightened people so much that they retreated and even fell down.

Confused and moved, his face changed, and he said: "Benefactor Bai is a clear lesson, Shaolin really does not have Shunzhi."

Bai Ziyang's expression was not the slightest bit turbulent, his indifferent smile was always there, his cloud sleeve slipped, and a blue light dagger with imminent sword aura was in his hand impressively.

Raising your hand is a sword!

The dazzling sword light is like a flying rainbow, brilliant and fast, the viewers have no intention of resisting it, staring blankly and can only let it be slaughtered!

The sword light disappeared in a flash, and the places where the sword energy passed were all separated, or the corpse was cut into two parts, or the head was in a different place, and the scarlet blood mist covered the entire Daxiong Palace.

Ah Jiu was astonished, she finally understood the gap between herself and Master Bai, both she and Bai Zhuo thought that the two had come to an end, even Bai Zhuo, who was appointed as the supervisor, was persecuted by Shaolin.

At this moment, Ah Jiu knew that both Bai Zhuo and her were watching the sky from the well, and Master Bai's martial arts were already beyond anything, like a fairy or a god!

Bai Ziyang continued: "You made a bet with Bai Zhuo with the Eighteen Arhats and the Four King Kongs, and threatened Chang Ping with the Arhat array. After I come, what will you do in Shaolin?"

The abbot and the Four Great King Kongs finally came to the Shaolin catastrophe, and the martial arts of Bai Ziyang, the son of the ghost and ghost, are invincible!

With one palm and one sword, none of the eighteen arhats survived, let alone retreating from the enemy, the monks in the temple probably don't even have the intention to resist at this moment.

Hui Cong closed his eyes and sighed, then commanded in shock, "Go ask Master Xing Chi to come out."

The little monk responded infatuatedly: "Oh... oh, I will go!"

Trembling back and forth, walking staggeringly, Hui Cong and the Four King Kong seem to have aged a lot in an instant, and there is no other way to face this figure who is really a ghost.

Bai Ziyang said with a smile: "Not only soft bones, but also low bones, nonsense is nonsense!"

The Shaolin monks bowed their heads in shame, and Chengtong glared angrily: "Benefactor Bai started killing and forced me to bow my head in Shaolin, isn't it enough? Don't benefactors are afraid of the Buddha's blame."

A cold light flashed across Bai Ziyang's indifferent eyes, but his movements were not seen, and the 'green blood shines on Danqing' turned into blue light and flew away.

Just one stab!A cold light bloomed, and the figure of Bai Ziyang, the 'Master of the Ghost', disappeared without a trace.

In just a blink of an eye, 'Bright Blood Shining Danqing' had pierced Chengtong's throat, and the blood vessels at the back of the neck pierced out...

Immediately, the sword was pulled out and the blood flew, and the mist-like drops of blood splashed everywhere. The blood mist filled everyone's eyes, and the light of the sword shocked everyone's soul!

Cheng Guang, Cheng Guan, Cheng Xin, and Hui Cong palpitations, he just passed in front of the four of them, but the four of them didn't notice it at all, he was faster than his voice, his sword was faster than his eyes!

Before the blood mist cleared, Bai Ziyang had already returned to his original position.As if he hadn't moved, no one can describe the speed of his movement, and at the same time, no one can describe the speed of this sword.

Terrified!

Chengtong's expression remained the same, because his face was completely frozen, his breath was gone, and he was dead!

The dagger trembled lightly, and the blood drops disappeared, and the dark green sword also disappeared.

In the dead silence, there were only the footsteps of the little monk who came back.

Except for the young monk, the visitor was in his thirties, tall and thin, plump and handsome, his eyes were downcast, he didn't pay attention to the situation around him, and just walked with his head down.

A big golden pestle, and a monk Mang followed behind him.

The golden pestle was shaking, and the yellow light was shining. Monk Mang shouted: "It's because you are impatient?"

A short beard that looked like a pile of thatched grass, and a tattered monk's robe, with knotted and undulating muscles exposed in the tatters, broad arms, thick waist, big hands and feet, and he swung the golden pestle at him after drinking.

The whistling sound continued, and the pestle was swung faster with each sound.

Seeing Bai Ziyang standing still, his eyes fixed on Shunzhi all the time, Ah Jiu saw this, the long sword pierced through the air, and the thin Qingfeng faced the golden pestle...

The sound of metal and iron clashing, but it was a slight sound!

With a groan, subtle and undetectable, the golden pestle was cut like tofu by his long sword, and the sword slammed into Monk Mang's throat.

Withdrawing the sword and returning, Ah Jiu let out a cold snort, thin lines of blood emerged, and Monk Mang fell down.

Until then, Shunzhi raised his head slightly to look at the dead Monk Mang, who was originally his Ouchi bodyguard who had been with him for decades, Shunzhi closed his eyes to mourn the Heart Sutra.

"Have you ever recited the Heart Sutra for the Han people?"

Shunzhi stood dumbfounded, his mouth did not move, his mouth was half-opened, unable to catch words.

A slap rang out, and under the crisp sound, Shunzhi fell to the ground, bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

Bai Ziyang sighed: "There are more than [-] million Han people, and now there are only tens of millions left. Do you think you should destroy the Manchu Qing Dynasty?"

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The third watch is still two more away, come right after dinner, it should be finished before 12:[-]! .

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Ah Jiu burst into tears, his eyes were burning with anger, Shunzhi steadied his body tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "When the dynasty changes, thousands of bones and souls are inevitable."

"shut up!"

Ah Jiu shouted angrily, put a sword on Shunzhi's neck, and said ruthlessly: "You are still an emperor anyway, say your last words!"