There is no martial art in the world that is indestructible, only speed.

A certain Snake Ping lazily and deeply implements his moves, like a salty snake basking in the sun. Once he makes a move, he immediately mobilizes all his muscles to reach the speed limit, fighting and killing with great seriousness.

When the old monk Hui Xian entered meditation, he only focused on reciting sutras and muttering sutras, suppressing the display of ghosts.

Bai Yu's fists struck in rapid succession, and he saw the slender man in black beating the airbag-like female ghost from the door to the back door, then from the back door to the left, and then to the right, knocking over the copper crane candlestick, tearing the rotten painting into pieces, and punching out with his small fists

The ghost energy in the skin, Huixian's scriptures will dissolve the energy, suppress it and weaken the ghost's strength.

Bang bang bang bang

Using his speed burst talent, he instantly punched a dozen times, sending the female ghost flying back to the ghost repair side, rolling over, knocking over the screen, and smashing the antique celadon vase.

On the carpet in the center of the hall, Bai Yu slowly retracted his fist and glanced disdainfully at the evil cultivator who was still drinking.

The evil cultivator raised his hands and clapped without even looking at the beaten female ghost beside him.

"good, very good"

He stood up, dragged his robe forward and took two steps forward, his eyes fixed on Bai Yu.

"Your soul will also be my most precious collection. It is perfect. Please don't struggle, otherwise you will damage the precious skin. It is unwise to destroy a perfect treasure."

Bai Yu felt that this man was too confident. Could he have some magic weapon to rely on?

These days, monks spend all their time thinking about magic weapons and elixirs. No one is willing to put in the hard work to develop powerful combat skills. They will do anything for the magic weapons and elixirs. Fighting between monks is not so much a fight as a competition to see whose magic weapon is better.

"This snake is good at pickling salty pickles."

The evil cultivator didn't understand what the woman in black meant. He smiled gracefully, took out a small black wood coffin that was about a foot long, and muttered something to open the coffin lid.

The female ghost king seemed to be afraid of what was inside the small coffin, and backed away in horror.

snap

A big ball fell out of the small coffin. It swelled in the wind and turned into a baby. Bai Yu frowned and drew his knife. The strong evil spirit could faintly compete with the sound of Huixian chanting sutras. It should not be underestimated.

The baby raised its head, seeming to be crying and laughing, and its mouth was full of sharp black fangs.

"Infant Evil"

Bai Yu finally understood why there were not many powerful evil cultivators. They played with these things all day long, hurting their souls and carrying huge karma. In the early stage, their combat power exploded. Even an ordinary person who practiced evil magic could kill low-level cultivators.

, it is easy to get started and has strong combat power. The disadvantage is that it is easy to be backlashed and turned into filth.

Yingsha ran on all fours and rushed towards him.

Bai Yu held the knife, took half a step back with his right foot, held the knife in his right hand and stabbed three times quickly with three sword rays while facing Yingsha.

three ring moon

Dang dang dang made three consecutive sounds as if it was stabbed into some hard gold and iron. I don’t know what this thing ate to be so hard. Even if I eat iron every day, I can’t be so abnormal. How strong is the evil spirit?

The evil infant fell to the ground, his little arms and legs kicked hard and smashed the floor tiles.

Even though it is small, its teeth are full of corpse poison. Being bitten is definitely not a good thing. Bai Yu is confident that his virus antibodies are very strong, but he does not plan to test the poison himself or use his fangs to poison it. Safety comes first.

First, who knows if this evil cult will come up with some more evil products.

On the side, the sword flashes to resist, and it is extremely accurate to stand in front of Yingsha to block it.

The edge of the horizontal knife is sharp, Yingsha avoids the cold front and continues to pounce

In the middle of the hall, a woman in black kept moving forward or backward, holding a knife in her right hand, dancing tightly on her front, back, back and even above her head. From a distance, she could see the sword gleams forming a dazzling string.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword startled the red candle.

Yingsha's little chubby claws and black teeth collided with the blade, making a tinkling sound.

“Jie Jie’s belly is warm”

This ghost seems to be more interested in the woman's belly. It has been trying to open the belly and burrow in. Maybe it took it out alive from the belly of the pregnant woman when refining the baby evil spirit. In this way, the evil spirit becomes stronger and more evil after it becomes a ghost. Five out of ten attacks

Six times it went towards the lower abdomen.

Yingsha's laughter has a disturbing effect on people's minds. If it had been someone else, they would have been dizzy and dizzy. Fortunately, Bai Yu is the official Taoist nun of Chunyang Palace, and Hui Xian is a real eminent monk, so they completely ignore this kind of mental disturbance.

If he pounces again, he will hold his sword vertically in front of him to block it.

Unexpectedly, Yingsha did not dodge and change direction this time. Instead, he closed his two chubby hands and clamped the horizontal knife with a clang. He opened his mouth in vain, revealing a dark mouth.

"Wow"

Instantly, he spat out a stream of stinking, dirty, black gas, and the black gas as black as ink hit Bai Yu directly at the door.

At the critical moment, he let go of the horizontal knife and bent back to lie down. Black air passed over the head in front of him. Unexpectedly, when the Yingsha saw that Bai Yu's lower abdomen was defenseless, he immediately pounced downwards.

The moment he exploded, he accelerated, kicked off his feet, and moved back three feet diagonally against the ground.

The evil creature Yingsha pounces again. Bai Yu raises his hand with a cold face and opens his palm, stabbing Yingsha from behind with a horizontal knife trailing behind it. This little thing also has shortcomings, that is, it has no magical powers and relies more on instinctive attacks. It is not enough to defend the back. Instinct

Even though he couldn't dodge it all, the sharp blade of the sword grazed his neck.

Swish small handful of black blood splattered

"Wow"

Regardless of Yingsha's screams disturbing his mind, he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and took a step forward with his left foot to strike hard from top to bottom.

The sword light that was ten feet long drew a half-moon in the air, and the half-moon sword light flew forward against the ground.

When the sound of gold and iron mingled, the Yingsha rolled back and screamed repeatedly. Even if it hurriedly mobilized the evil energy to resist, it was still beaten in pain. The Zhiyang skill contained in the Pure Yang Jue restrained all evil things, just like pressing a soldering iron on the

superior.

The half-moon blade cut through the stalls, cut through the floor tiles, and kept moving forward. Finally, it passed between the evil cultivator and the female ghost, cut off the tables, chairs, and screens, and knocked out a big hole in the house and flew out.

It was very quiet, everything happened in a short moment, and the black blood of Yingsha just fell to the ground.

Sizzling

The black blood corroded the carpet and melted into holes, and the poison of the evil corpse was so powerful that it was eye-catching.

The evil cultivator panicked and summoned Yingsha to escape. Unexpectedly, Yingsha lost control.

Bai Yu raised the horizontal knife and pointed it at Yingsha, let go, and before the horizontal knife fell, he jumped up and spun around. With a graceful posture, he twisted his body and kicked the handle of the knife hard. The horizontal knife stabbed the little chubby baby at a very fast speed.

Evil

The chubby little hand clamped the blade again, and the knife kept trembling forward, and there was a harsh friction sound between the small palm and the blade.

The evil cultivator was reluctant to rescue the ghost that he had finally refined, but Bai Yu scared him with a look. He was used to using ghosts, zombies and magic weapons to fight, and he had long forgotten to fight for his life.

The female ghost king might be dissatisfied with Yingsha and did not come forward.

It's time to destroy this evil creature.

Bai Yu's face was expressionless, and he started to use his two slender white hands in front of him to make various complex handprints at a very fast speed. The content of the chapter is being restored, please visit again later. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "New White Snake"
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