Super Monk

"Good courage, kill!" When Bai Yu saw that Zhao Fugui had the courage to reach for the nine ancient swords, his cold look in his eyes flashed by. He urged the evil spirit to resist the sword. The nine ancient swords were divided into three groups: upper, middle and lower, and stabbed Zhao Fugui fiercely.

Bai Yu didn't find that his evil spirit was getting stronger and stronger, but he was defeated. His body couldn't support his Kendo any more. Even if he used the magic skill, it was not the right way after all.

"Whatever you do, I'll break it with one sword!" Although there are thousands of wounds on Zhao Fugui's body, he doesn't care to point out that eight ancient swords have been broken one after another, and the last one is also the strongest one, which breaks Zhao Fugui's sword spirit and plunges into Zhao Fugui's chest.

"Dang!" There was a huge impact sound. The ancient sword was like a huge bronze bell. Only a terrible impact sound sounded, echoing within a few miles.

The Ancient Sword Pierced Zhao Fugui's flesh and blood and hit Zhao Fugui's bones. His golden bones all appeared under the sword, but the ancient sword only ended here. Zhao Fugui slapped the ancient sword with his backhand and completely broke Bai Yu's ten thousand swords.

"Boom!" Zhao Fugui breaks Baiyu's wanjian Guizong, and appears in front of Baiyu in the blink of an eye. Wanjian Guizong's bite makes Baiyu's mouth and nose all gush blood, and Zhao Fugui's expressionless fist blows out.

Bai Yu reluctantly raises his hand to stop him. In fact, Wan Jian Guizong's sword moves are beyond Bai Yu's ability. Wan Jian Guizong failed to kill Zhao Fugui. Now Bai Yu is at the end of the crossbow. He reluctantly raises his hand, but he can't stop Zhao Fugui's fist at all.

"Click!" Bai Yu's arms are suddenly broken, and then Zhao Fugui's fist hits Bai Yu's chest. Bai Yu's sternum suddenly breaks, and the vigorous Qi can't play a role. Instead of being hit by Zhao Fugui, he is punched through his chest by Zhao Fugui.

"Poof!" Bai Yumeng's mouth spouts out a mouthful of blood. The transpiration of magic Qi instantly devours the blood. The magic Qi will not let go of Bai Yu's own essence and blood. When Bai Yu can't kill other strong men to obtain essence and blood, the magic Qi begins to devour his own essence and blood.

Zhao Fugui takes back his fist without expression. Bai Yu's legs are soft, and he can't support his body any more. A generation of sword King kneels on the ground directly.

It was a dead silence, and countless warriors were shocked to see this scene. A generation of sword king, who used the strongest ten thousand swords to return to his family, was defeated by a 20-year-old young genius and finally bowed his head in front of Zhao Fugui's eyes. Today's battle has won the reputation of Zhao Fugui as the strongest one below the myth.

"The Bai family is not superior. The killers always kill them. I never kill them indiscriminately, but you Bai family are not. I will kill you today. Do you agree?" Zhao Fugui looked down at a generation of sword King Bai Yu and asked faintly.

"Little bastard, even if I go to hell, I'll come out of hell and take revenge on you. I'll kill you all over the house!" Bai Yu looks up at Zhao Fugui and shouts.

"Never repent!" With a flash of cold light in Zhao Fugui's eyes and a grasp of void, an ancient sword on the ground suddenly flew up. Zhao Fugui runs Daoli, and the golden Daoli rushes into the ancient sword. The ancient sword shows a light brilliance, and the remaining evil spirit is swept away. Zhao Fugui immediately felt that the sword was by no means an ordinary product, but now is not the time to study it carefully.

Zhao Fugui seized the ancient sword, swept away the evil spirit in the ancient sword, and immediately he could use the Dao power to defend the sword. The ancient sword flashed in Zhao Fugui's hand and chopped at Bai Jianfeng in an instant. At this time, Bai Jianfeng has been hiding behind elder Ren and elder Tong. Bai Jianfeng agrees to seek protection at the cost of the countless properties of the Bai family and the true story of kendo. He immediately asks Ren Tong and the two elders of the Presbyterian Council to agree to protect him.

"How dare you kill the people we protect!" Elder Ren roared, and his hands turned red instantly. He slapped the sword in the direction of flying. Tong Changlao also holds yuan Shouyi and blows out two fists.

"Boom!" Elder Ren and elder Tong are also elders who have entered the Presbyterian Council. They are not weak in martial arts. They thought that they could definitely block Zhao Fugui's sword with a joint strike, but they didn't expect that the ancient sword would cut off the fire palm and fist strength in an instant.

"No!" The two men's faces suddenly changed. Seeing that the ancient sword was easily chopped, the fire palm and fist power continued to chop. Elder Ren and elder Tong's face changed greatly. They could not care about Bai Jianfeng any more, so they ran away in a hurry. No matter how much the Bai family's property is, no matter how good the sword King's Kendo is, you have to save your life to get it. If you lose your life, what's the use of those things.

"Save..." Bai Jianfeng looks frightened. Before the voice of saving lives is over, the ancient sword cuts him in an instant. He also has the strength of a great master, but now he can't even exert his strength. He is directly cut by the ancient sword. The blood flew up in an instant. Bai Jianfeng's head rolled and fell to the ground. Then his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Son of a bitch, you dare!" Bai Yu's eyes are full of blood red, and his cannibal eyes want to bite a piece of meat from Zhao Fugui's body.

"I said that I would destroy your white family and avenge my disciples. How can I break my promise! The cry of the losers is really sad. Now you can go down to find your white family and get together! " Zhao Fugui, holding the ancient sword with no expression on his face, is about to cut off Bai Yu's head with a sword."Stop it Elder Ren and elder Tong yelled at the same time. Their faces were very ugly. They were green and white for a while, but they couldn't even stop Zhao Fugui's sword. This is a big shame, but it's nothing compared with the fate of the sword king.

"Zhao Fugui, you have killed all the Bai family. You should take revenge. Bai Yu is the elder of our Presbyterian Church. Naturally, he has the privilege of the Presbyterian Church. The elder of our Presbyterian Church has killed several people. Even if he has made a terrible mistake, others can't kill him. He can only be interrogated and dealt with by the elder of our law enforcement hall. It's not your turn to kill him. You'll release him immediately! " Ren shouts.

"Yes, if you dare to move Bai Yu, you are against the Presbyterian Council. Against the Presbyterian Church, there will be no place for you to live in this great China! " Elder Tong threatened coldly that Zhao Fugui would kill him sooner or later, but not now. Now we must save Bai Yu. Otherwise, how can we get the true story of Bai Yu's Kendo? What's more, we need to save the face of the Presbyterian Council. The Presbyterian Council must not let a young man who doesn't know where to climb out kill him.

"What is the Presbyterian Council? If you don't agree, let the elder of the Presbyterian Council come to me!" Zhao Fugui sneered and did not hesitate at all.