Zhang Bai had a miserable childhood and became a pervert when he grew up. Later, he joined Qinglong Temple by chance. Because of his outstanding talent, he became an elder. I wonder if it was his luck or the misfortune of others.
This elder of Qinglongguan, who has a cold and cruel temperament, is jealous of everyone's happiness and has killed an entire family of innocent people. He once skinned and cramped a talented spiritual disciple. The other person went from scolding to roaring to begging, and he showed no mercy at all.
With his methods, killing a little girl was like playing house.
But this man only has one good thing, he is quite trustworthy. In this aspect alone, he is better than Han Cheng.
But for this fledgling boy, he was not only filled with hatred but also jealousy, but in the end he looked at Chen Zhe coldly: "Let her go, but you will still die miserably,"
Chen Zhe nodded helplessly. He knew that Zhang Bai was not aware of his conscience. This kind of person did not know what conscience was.
"There is one more request," Chen Zhe said.
Zhang Bai frowned and looked at him: "The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant."
"Tell Han Cheng to go away, I would rather die in your hands," Chen Zhe smiled and clenched his fist gently.
"Are you crazy? Haha, I paid for it, and your life is mine. Don't worry, I won't let you die right away..." Han Cheng knelt down, his neck tightened, and Zhang Bai picked him up and backed him up. With a flick, Han Cheng was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
Zhang Bai said coldly: "Your life is still mine. I think your death will be more interesting than others."
"I have one more request..." Chen Zhe smiled.
An angry look flashed across Zhang Bai's face. This boy was really pushing his limits, but he was so angry that he smiled back: "You might as well tell me,"
"Can you also let me go?"
Chen Zhe blinked. Zhang Bai picked up the fly whisk and pierced Chen Zhe's body with a brush. It was like countless steel needles piercing Chen Zhe's body. Chen Zhe groaned in pain: "If this request doesn't work, you can change it to another one. This is the last one." ,"
Seeing that Zhang Bai didn't speak, Chen Zhe smiled slightly, coughed, and said solemnly: "If you don't speak, I'll treat it as if you agreed... Can I fuck Ni's mom?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhe's whole body was shaking with pain, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He cursed loudly: "Damn, we are negotiating terms. If you don't agree, forget it. Isn't it really not possible? Just fuck me. No way, I promise to enter the village quietly and not shoot anyone..."
"If you think you've angered me, I will give you pleasure." Zhang Bai smiled coldly: "Your Nascent Soul has been injured. If you don't die, you will be dead. I will first disable your self-proclaimed acupuncture points and let you have a taste of bloodshed." The Taste of Dafa,”
He stretched out the whisk and turned it into thousands of fine threads.
Chen Zhe looked at the whisk blankly. He must savor this feeling of death. He only has one chance, otherwise it will be wasted.
A hand suddenly stretched out from the field of vision. The palm was slender, and each finger was straight and slender. It held a slender sword hilt. Under the sun, the nails were light pink, and the white and tender skin seemed to be transparent. Chen Zhe You can even feel the blood flowing in the slightly bulging light cyan blood vessels on the back of your hand.
Chen Zhe had a strange thought in his mind: It was fake news to hear that there was H9N9 virus in pickled sansho pepper chicken feet.
Thousands of filaments were cut off by this sword, and the voice was pleasant, but without a trace of emotion or change of mood: "Zhang Bai of Qinglong Temple,"
A slim figure stood in front of Chen Zhe. Just by looking at those hands, one could tell that this woman had good legs. Sure enough, her legs were straight and slender. They were not long, but seemed to be as perfect as a statue.
The light blue jeans cover her firm and delicate buttocks, which are slightly skinny but not skinny. It can be seen that there is still a bit of flesh.
He Yan has a plain face, wearing a simple white T-shirt on the upper body, light blue jeans on the lower body, a sun-visible peaked cap on her head, her hair is tucked away, and a pair of white sneakers are so clean that she looks like she even wears her clothes. Freshly taken out of the washing machine.
This is basically like a girl in college.
"Her socks are so white. Could it be that she changes one pair every day? Her calves are also so white. Could it be that she also changes one pair every day?" Chen Zhe thought in confusion.
Zhang Bai frowned and looked at the young woman in front of him.
He Yan dressed young and fresh, giving people a fresh feeling, but in Zhang Bai's eyes there was only surging true energy. He glanced at He Yan doubtfully: "Who are you?"
"My name is He Yan," He Yan said, pursed her lips, raised the Luo Ying Sword in her hand and waved it lightly: "Come to kill you,"
The crimson red color in Zhang Bai's eyes filled the entire eyeball. A pair of eyes were strange and terrifying. The blood-killing method reached its peak, and countless filaments were wrapped around it. He Yan raised her hand and held a cherry blossom in her hand. She let out a light scold. Chen Zhe seemed to see countless petals flying. , beautiful and beautiful.
Chen Zhe added a line to He Yan in his mind: "Let's scatter, Senbonzakura,"
Countless petals were flying, and each one contained He Yan's true essence. The petals faced the filaments, and Zhang Bai's countless filaments were cut off again.
There are thousands of distractions, this is the true state of distraction.
Chen Zhe's eyes dimmed...
"It turns out to be He Yan from Guan Xin Pavilion. I've heard about his name for a long time. The disciples of the five sects in the world are just like this. They are just fifty-fifty gods like me." Zhang Bai chuckled ferociously. In the battle between the two distraction realms, he didn't lose at all. .
The thin threads on Zhang Bai's fly whisk were fighting with He Yan's Luoying's sword energy, so Zhang Bai could forget it. He Yan was so delicate and graceful, and she was even more graceful when making moves, as cold and noble as the Fairy of the Moon Palace.
Chen Zhe gasped for air. It was not easy to see the fight between these two masters of distraction. He struggled to get up, but was unable to do so.
Someone next to him pulled his hand. Chen Zhe looked back and saw the little girl whose parents had passed away looking at him timidly. She stretched out her hand to hold his hand. Chen Zhe slowly sat up with her help. .
He Yan and Zhang Bai seemed to be fighting fiercely.
I remember Qin Xin explained to him the characteristics of each realm. The distraction stage is the initial stage of multi-tasking, and a five-fifth level of concentration is already an extremely talented person. It seems that Zhang Bai's talent is not bad, and it is likely to exceed that of Yueyang back then. Real person.
The five-and-five-minute gods only mean multitasking. It does not mean that there are only twenty-five divided gods, ninety-nine divided into one, and all things in life. The ninety-nine divided gods are the real incarnations of millions, and the Buddha has millions of incarnations, and they are everywhere. This is the characteristic of Jiujiufen Shen.
He Yansu waved her hand lightly, and Luoying's sword energy split into two. Zhang Bai was surprised: "Are you... Liuliu distracted?"
The higher the level of distraction, the more powerful a person is, but it does not mean that a sixty-sixth level of distraction will definitely win over a fifty-fifty level one. Zhang Bai tried his best to support him and was at a disadvantage, but for a while he did not show signs of defeat. He laughed loudly: "Surprisingly, It is the six-sixth god that only great cultivators have. He Yan is really as talented as the legend, but she may not be able to defeat me... the bloody killing method,"
He waved his hand, and part of the filaments stung him back. The whisk was like a blood-sucking mosquito, gradually turning dark red. Zhang Bai's true energy surged, and he regained the decline for a while, and he and He Yan It was a tie.
"Happy, I'll kill you Guan Xin Tower He Yan, I'll make another fortune this time," Zhang Bai laughed loudly, facing He Yan with no fear, as if he was crazy.
He Yan let him talk nonsense, looking at his nose and heart, without answering a word, but the Luoying in his hand changed again, one turned into two, two turned into four, and suddenly everything was filled with the magnificent red sword energy, suppressing Zhang. white.
Zhang Bai's eyes widened: "Qi Qi Fen Shen, this... even the half-immortal Ying Jie is rarely practiced by anyone. How could you do it?" He was surprised at first, but then sneered: " Being distracted may not necessarily make you better than me. Your true essence is not as deep as mine, even if you have eight or eight distractions, it will be useless."
He Yan's true energy didn't seem to be stronger than Zhang Bai's. The more distractions she had, the weaker the strength in every part of her body. But she didn't use it. As she turned around, the distractions gradually increased...
"It's the Eight-Eight Fenshen..." Chen Zhe sighed. He Yan indeed had many secrets.
But what Zhang Bai said makes sense. If you don't have enough real energy and have too many distractions, it's just scattered power. What's the use?
He Yan took a step back, glanced at Chen Zhe and said softly: "Look, this is the magical effect of Ba Ba Fen Shen,"
The sword energy was flying like fallen flowers, swirling around Zhang Bai. Each sword energy seemed to be controlled by someone. Although it was not stronger than the opponent in terms of power, the details were controlled exquisitely, swallowing up Zhang Bai's bloody killing method point by point. .
Chi.
Zhang Bai's true essence was slowly weakened and was invaded by He Yan's sword energy. There was a blood mark on his face. He was suppressed by He Yan and yelled angrily. However, He Yan had a plain and gentle face from beginning to end. Kong, neither sullen nor angry, Zhang Bai suddenly had a few more wounds on his body.
Only then did Chen Zhe realize that it wasn't that He Yan couldn't kill Zhang Bai, but that she seemed to have suppressed and then improved her own state of distraction, and wanted to show Chen Zhe one by one her wonderful qualities.
"She showed me the essence of the state of distraction and what she wanted to do," Chen Zhe murmured to himself.
He Yan's pupils reflected Zhang Bai's desperate and roaring face. Her expression remained unchanged, but the sword energy suddenly clashed manically. Zhang Bai wrapped in it seemed to have fallen into a meat grinder, and his body was torn to pieces in an instant. .
Zhang Bai's body was crushed into fine powder, and his voice was still echoing: "If you want to kill me... it's not that easy... that easy... it's easy..."
Putting away Luoying, He Yan walked back to Chen Zhe, stretched out her hand and patted him gently. A pair of palms with white cells flew up and down. Countless true energy entered Chen Zhe's body, and the sequelae of the blood-killing method slowly disappeared. .
"If you don't save me, he will die as well," Chen Zhe said with a smile, without any intention of thanking him.
He Yan's face was expressionless: "If you plan to use the secret technique of exploding babies taught to you by others, you will die even more miserably."
"Can I still walk?" She stretched out her hand and gently held Chen Zhe's arm.
Whenever he moved, the pain pierced his heart and lungs. Chen Zhe, who was extremely injured, gasped and slowly stood up: "Why do you want to help me?"
"No reason, I just think it's a pity that you died," He Yan looked at Chen Zhe and seemed to be smiling, but there was no emotion in her eyes: "I will kill the person, and I will leave the rest to you..."
Her eyes fell on the little girl behind her: "Little sister, your parents are gone. Go to Guanxin Tower with your sister."
Compared to appearance, He Yan felt more secure than Chen Zhe, but the little girl didn't say anything, just shook her head and hid behind Chen Zhe in fear.
He Yan didn't force herself, she put her feet on the edge of the stone, and walked away gracefully like a feather.