Bai Yujun took two steps back.
On the opposite side, the Arhat monk took six or seven steps back with disbelief on his face. Only then did he remember that there were many monsters famous for their outstanding physical strength. In the past, the monsters he encountered were either too weak or not based on strength. This monster's body It must be a power-based monster, so it’s hard to deal with...
But the Arhat couldn't stand the monster's arrogance, so he roared and stepped forward again brandishing the crescent shovel.
However, what greeted him were three ferocious water snakes. The water snakes condensed by rainwater entangled the Arhat at a tricky angle. One of them was shattered with the crescent shovel, and the other two were shattered by his fists!
Bai Yujun gathered water snakes to interfere again, raised his sword high and slashed fiercely...
Arhat didn't dare to hold up his crescent shovel to resist, the impact of the swords was deafening.
Regardless of whether they are wanted or human, both sides are taking a fierce approach, but Bai Yujun's occasional spells make Luohan Monk feel troublesome. The effect of dual cultivation of spells and combat skills is surprisingly good.
The Wangjiaji villagers hid in their homes and peeped from a distance. They had never seen the world before, and they felt like they were watching gods fight. Dingdang was dazzled by his wild thoughts. Isn't that the girl who lives in Widow Zhang's house and won't leave? She is also a cultivator? I remember selling oil-paper umbrellas.
In a certain house, Huixian lamented that monsters have become more and more powerful in recent years. Not only can they fight, but they can also take care of pregnant women and create mountains and lakes.
Little Shitou waved his fists and shouted slogans such as "Come on, Sister Tiger" from time to time. In his opinion, he would help anyone he knew well.
Looking at the fight at the entrance of the village, Bai Yujun already has the upper hand.
I think back in the Southern Wilderness, I had a strong performance against a group of people. Although Luohan Monk was good, he was completely suppressed by Bai Yujun. His fighting power was ineffective, especially in the wind and rain, as if his whole body was stuck. Every move is met with great resistance.
Bai Yujun slashed with his sword!
The sharp horizontal knife looked at the Arhat monk heavily with the rain, and the rain dispersed with a bang, and then he swung the knife and slashed again!
The raindrops fell, and then gathered into a horizontal knife and stabbed the target continuously. Luohan Monk had no choice but to find that he was no match for the monster, especially fighting this monster was like fighting against a whole world.
Bai Yujun is releasing water...
Killing him is of little use. It is better to let him go and tell others that there is a monster in Wangjiaji. In this way, Wangjiaji will be regarded as a monster den in the future. People who are searching for the general star will not waste time here. As long as If they don't find the General Star, they won't come to the Wangjiaji. It's important to conquer the demons, but for those who value profits, the most important thing is the chosen one.
From the ground to the air, the lights flickered.
Swinging the knife, punching, and kicking, Bai Yujun's attacks kept hitting Arhat Monk. Even though he had the Vajra Shield and other techniques to protect his body, he couldn't withstand the constant attack.
The special structure of snake muscles allows the entire body to hit with unimaginable force.
Even the instantaneous attack talent is useless today.
The sword flashed, and a strong figure flew to the ground and took a dozen steps back before standing still, his feet almost sinking into the soil.
The rain is getting heavier...
In the air, Bai Yujun raised his horizontal knife diagonally with a cold expression on his face. The raindrops were automatically avoided, and his long hair was flying in the wind.
This time Luohan Monk did not come forward again. A not very deep wound on his chest had stopped bleeding. If it had been at night, he might have been disemboweled.
In fact, it was indeed possible to disembowel the body, but in the end Bai Yujun deliberately tilted it.
Three feet long water snakes were flying and circling around him, full of fairy spirit, as if they were warning the Arhat monk not to mess around anymore.
"You can't beat me, and it's hard for me to kill you. Let's go, as if Quan had never been here." Bai Yujun said calmly.
Arhat was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.
There was silence for a long time.
"snort!"
He snorted heavily and turned around to leave. If he failed today, he would be avenged in the future. But at least after finding General Star, he could clearly distinguish between mission and personal grudges.
The figure suspended in the rain curtain slowly fell back to the lake, put away the horizontal knife and opened the oil-paper umbrella.
Looking at the retreating figure and sneering...
Regardless of whether the Arhat monk is searching for the General Star, he just needs to spread the news that there is a big demon in the Wang family. According to common sense, how can a chosen person be born in a place where a big demon is entrenched? This is the best way at present. Dark under the lamp.
Holding up the umbrella, Shi Shiran returned to the small courtyard along the path.
Zhang Wan and others looked at Bai Yujun in horror. They all saw the fight just now, and it was all done by immortal means. Zhang Wan was happy that the child in her belly was destined to be extraordinary, but she was also worried about causing trouble. She only hoped that her baby would be destined to have an extraordinary destiny. Children can grow up safely.
"Miss Bai, are you...really a fairy?" Mother Zhang asked nervously.
Bai Yujun thought for a while.
"Working on it, not yet."
After that, he went straight back to the house. It was a rainy day and he had nothing to do, so he might as well take a nap.
Mother and son looked at each other...
Something big happened in the village.
It turned out that the girl who lived in Widow Zhang's house turned out to be an immortal cultivator, and she even had a fight with a great monk who was stronger than an ox. It was really shocking, and the Wangjiaji became more and more uneasy.
First there was a landslide and the river flooded back, and then there was a fight between immortals. Things that our ancestors had never seen for eight generations were witnessed in a short period of time, and the villagers also had something to talk about.
In fact, the Arhat truthfully spread the news about the monster in Wangjiaji. His mission was urgent and he had no time to waste. He also had serious things to do, so he hoped that after the news spread, other monks would get rid of the monster, and Wangjiaji also had Arhat went to check it out, so it was marked as checked.
The government was preparing to deal with the big demon entrenched in Wangjiaji, but after learning that it was a demon beast in the demon core stage, they never mentioned the matter of exterminating the demon again...
There are reports in the local area that a big demon has crashed into the mountain, but no one has been injured.
The officials think that the local people are sick, and the monsters will hit the mountains. They have not hit your house, and they have not heard of anyone being eaten. Even the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep have not been lost. Mu of paddy fields will not be replaced.
Wangjiaji returned to calm again. Except for not daring to talk to the girl in white, the normally lustful man suddenly changed his ways and even the shrews and scoundrels in the village became civilized and polite.
Huixian led Xiao Shitou to say goodbye to the villagers.
The villagers burst into tears of gratitude.
"Master, thank you for suppressing the demon and saving hundreds of people from our Wang family~"
"This is the job of a poor monk, and it should be done as it should."
Huixian's face is kind and noble, full of aura, and his face is full of red light.
Xiao Shitou didn't quite understand why the villagers wanted to thank themselves and their master, when they obviously didn't do anything.
"It's just a small gift, please accept it, Master."
The villagers sent taro eggs or rice noodles one after another. The villagers were simple and could not afford the money so they could only use them as thank-you gifts. They stuffed them into Huixian's arms and could not refuse.
Xiao Shitou was very happy holding a bunch of specialties. He could eat them for many days after returning to the mountain.
Finally, the villagers escorted Master and Disciple Huixian to the entrance of the village and watched him leave from a distance.
Huixian still maintained the image of an eminent monk with a kind-hearted look and a smile. He held a bamboo basket and a small stone in his hand, carrying eggs, and walked back. After turning a few corners, Huixian looked behind him cautiously.
"Disciple."
"Why."
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