Suddenly he felt a shame and humiliation, and broke his arm. Unexpectedly, he saw that the sundial had fallen into the other hand. Without waiting for the severely injured people on the stage to be carried down, he made a killing move against Wu Yanfu, which was exactly the copy of the "Hell Nineteen Changes" he had just taught, and Wu Yanfu immediately During the show, "Dance of the Wind and the Moon" was avoided, but his chest shirt was still torn by the knife gas, and the flesh burst into pain. He swept his chest, and a bloodstain leaped into his eyes. It was almost exactly the same as before, and my heart was at the bottom--

How could he not recognize the wound left by his weapon?

Si Yue couldn't use the weapon that recognized the Lord so much. Right now, there is solid evidence.

"This seat was just to kill Si You, and accidentally hurt the man!"

Bai Xi's excuse for hissing and exhausting was subdued in the controversy and seemed trivial.

I do not have! I do not have! I do not have! For a moment, he was very angry, his blood was walking backwards through the meridians, his heart seemed to burst, and he couldn't hold back the spurting killing intention. He just wanted to destroy the heavens and the earth, and all was gone with everyone. Full of internal force, staring at the most vocal hollow door monk, he swept across the blade with the "swallowing magic palm".

For a moment, a shocking sharp groan ran through the clouds, swept down by the wind, threatened, and approached the empty monks in front of the door, Wu Yanfu's face suddenly changed, his arm flung, and a long rope like a snake Entangling the big drum, blocked the fatal blow before several monks, and saw that the surface of the King Kong drum was sunken in, a few monks were still shocked to fly out of the door, and the dragon-headed door collapsed!

Wu Yanfu jumped up and landed on the shoulder of the Buddha, and Bai Ye killed his eyes. When he saw him coming up, he said nothing and made another move. The wind blows only half the shoulder of the Buddha. Wu Yanfu turned on the bergamot, avoiding it, but was shocked by the pain in his lungs, and his ears were buzzing. Even though he broke the sundial in his hand, he struggled very hard. There are too many wolf cubs.

At that moment the thought in his mind became clearer-he must not be allowed to keep martial arts.

Otherwise, sooner or later it will cause a terrible disaster.

But Wu Yanfu swung left and avoided, and could not get close to Bai's body: "Bai, you can die or die on the ring, and if you hit the ring, it will be nonsense. It will attract the entire martial arts to see you as the enemy!"

Bai Ye stood on the Buddha's head overlooking the crowd and laughed a few times: "Everyone in the world despises me and insults me. What is the difference between treating me as an enemy! What does this seat fear? This seat is not afraid of life and death, Don't be afraid of the Buddha! What's wrong with acting against the sky! This picture is just for a moment! "

Saying that, the head of the Buddha was cut off with a stab, causing a sigh of excitement, leaping into the air, flying straight to the dome, falling to the golden light cover suspended from the dome above the head of the Buddha, and finding a pair of flying statues in the center of the cover The statue holds a supply plate in its four hands, and on the supply plate is a fist-sized fire-red bead. He immediately understood that this bead must be the blood relic that only the legendary martial arts masters could capture. Like the one he dug out from Wu Yanfu's heart, it is said that if he eats this blood relic, he can hear the gods. The internal force will multiply several times in an instant, and the immortal "consciousness" in Hidden Dragon City will convince the blood relics to be Emperor's Heavenly Emperor, obey him, and dispatch him.

Bai Yan sneered, and realized that victory was in sight. He jumped to the center of the treasure cover and took the blood relic.

At the sight of this scene, everyone in the building shouted badly, but they were also afraid of Bai Yan, no one dared to go up.

The broken Buddha's head fell to the ring, making a loud deafening sound, like the deep and mournful sound of the Buddha, ringing through the heavens and the earth, enough to make the sun and the moon dark and all things dying.

At this time, many people remembered that the eclipse about the eclipse that had spread when they did not know when it would come would bring the prediction of disaster, the birth of a monster, and the opening of hell. The incomparable teenager in white was on top of the treasure cover.

How could Wu Yanfu allow him to win the blood relic, stepped on the Buddha statue and broke his neck and jumped over the treasure cover, but when he saw that Bai Ye had reached out to the blood relic, the two flying statues moved at the sight of success? Twisting and dancing, the four hands that formed a lotus shape are like phantoms, protecting the blood relics in it, and Ren Baixu can split, stab, chop, cut, wipe, and even use a few tricks to break through the organs.

"Do you think blood relics are so easy to capture?" Wu Yanfu narrowed his eyes, and a lunge struck behind him. Bai Zhi was already a hungry beast, only when he came to grab the fruit in front of him. In anxiety, he suddenly inserted the Yueyue knife horizontally into the gap between the four hands of the flying sky, gathered up his internal strength, turned back and slashed to the people behind him, and took the opportunity to seize the blood relic on the offering plate.

Wu Yanfu and his head slammed into each other's palm, and the tiger's mouth shook with pain and tears, and his throat smelt with blood. He couldn't help laughing at himself: After he ascended to the position of Wulin Overlord in the Western Region, he had never encountered energy The eye-catching opponent, the same three trips to the Central Plains, is the same, but now he finally met, but it was actually the thing in the pool that he released in one hand, or in such a situation, it is really ironic.

While the Yueyue blocked the four hands in the sky, Bai Yan grabbed the blood relic, Wu Yan floated to grab it, but at this time, a scream of a sharp flute suddenly sounded, and then a dark shadow flashed from under the cover Out, a slender ghost rattle wrapped around Bai's wrist like lightning, Bai Zhi only felt a sharp pain in the wrist bone, could not hold the hot object in his hand, and let it fall out.

Wu Yanfu had no skill in his avatar, so he couldn't get up to grab the blood relic. He slashed the rattan that wrapped around Bai's wrist with one hand, and saw the cricket strike with his claws. The last time it was cold, the mask was knocked down, and a bandaged face shocked Bai Yan on the spot.

Wu Yanfu had not yet allowed Yan Ruyu to sculpt a new face for himself, so he had to apply antiseptic liquid, wrapped it tightly with a bandage, and wore this cold ice jade mask to save the skin. After removing the mask, the entire face seemed strange, and the skin was scratched before it was full. Some blood leaked from the skin. The pain was a hundred times more than that when peeling. Rao is his endurance and pain. Neck blue tendons are exposed.

Bai Yan pushed him away as if seeing a monster, and took a few steps back.

Wu Yan Fulang turned his back unbearably, picked up the mask and put it on again, and didn't want this look to be looked at by him more.

Bai Yan also paid no attention to him, and chased the Qiang people out of the dome skylight. The tartar climbed to the head of a dragon with the blood relic in his mouth, and he followed the dragon's gate and climbed on the back of the dragon.

At this time, it was night, the clouds were top, the wind was violent, there was no star or moon, and it was dark.

Bai Yan barely stood still, approaching the Tatar slowly, Wu Yanfu fell back behind the Tatar, forming a pinch-to-back trend, and suddenly a thunder came from the sky, and lightning suddenly tore the dark clouds, and the rainstorm had no sign. The ground pours down, and the snarling roars, and the sound of "cracking" bone fractures, the body soars three feet, eyes like a torch, mouth with fangs, hands with claws, looks like that of Ashura. Generally terrifying, arching his back, he suddenly pounced on Bai Zhi.

"Flash away!" Wu Yanfu cut off with a stab, and slammed "Sword" as if slashed on King Kong's armor. Peering weapons such as Pei Ri could not hurt the stalker, unlike the last time. When Bai Yan accumulates internal force, he splits his head in the middle, but he bites his head with his fangs and bites the blade, swallows the blood residue in his mouth, swallows his body suddenly, and sprays out countless little bugs. .

"Be careful with these tapeworms, so that they don't get into them!"

Bai Yan pulled away with a knife and stepped back, only to see that the people swallowed the blood relic, and knew that he had no hope of capturing it. A tight string in his brain suddenly broke, and everything was gray, and the retrograde blood could not be suppressed. Blood spurted out, and the whole body crooked, stepped on the air, and fell down.

Wu Yanfu was frightened. A lunge stretched out his hand at the edge of the dragon's body to catch the young man's pendulum. However, he saw that he lifted the moon for a moment, the sword flashed, and the pendulum broke immediately. Falling down, he was desperate for death. Wu Yanfu leapt down against the strong wind, staring at the boy with his open arms falling fast, only to feel that he was fishing a small fish in the stormy sea. If he lost it by mistake, he would be poor and blue in this life. It is no longer easy to grasp.

He struggled to reach out and grabbed the young man with a crow, and volleyed him into his arms. The young man struggled hard. Wu Yan's teeth were tightly closed, he was caught tightly, and he rolled into a window.

Breathing, Wu Yanfu lowered his head to take a closer look, his heart beating again and again.

A pale bloodshot appeared on the cheeks of his arms, and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes staring at him also showed bleeding, and his lips became purple, apparently he had gone into magic, and I wonder if he had lost his mind and fell into madness.

"Go! Go away!" Bai Yan's thoughts were in chaos, and he yelled. He lifted Yueyue and waved at each other's throat, but his wrist was firmly held, a tiger's mouth, and Yueyue landed suddenly. Man fanned with masked face. Wu Yanfu turned his head to hide, held down his arm, and held him to the ground. He shot a few acupuncture points like a flash of electricity, freed one hand, took the gold needle into his veins, held the person up, and covered his palm with him. In the vestige of Shendao, cross into a channel of vitality to clear the meridians for him.

Bai Yan bit his shoulder, his head and neck twisted left and right, and he made a sound, like a mad beast, his teeth ripped apart the flesh, tasted a mouthful of sweet medicine and blood, and he sucked fiercely.

Wu Yanfu clenched his waist tightly, pressed it against his ears, and muttered generally in a low voice: "Well, drink slowly. Although you drink enough, the blood in the teacher's body is enough for you to drink for a lifetime."

Bai Yan just hugged his arm, buried his head and drank blood, and could not hear him. Wu Yanfu touched his head with a bit of loss, and squeezed his earlobe again, tightening the person a little more.

"If you can't become the master of martial arts, you won't live? Your temper is really strong. But your life was picked up for the teacher. If you want to die, you have to pass the permission of the teacher. Don't you want to be the master, do you know?"

Bai Ye naturally nodded his head and shook his head, returning his swallowing sound.

"You didn't say no, you promised to be a teacher."

"Hey, as a teacher ... A good student likes you. Even the world can't tolerate you, and you will still protect you. If you do something wrong, you can never blame for it, but your martial arts must not be left behind. . "