The mountain rain is rushing, the lightning is thundering. ． `
In mid-air, a golden elixir master stood with his hands behind his back, indifferently admiring his men's slaughter of the black market. Although there are rules in various places not to take action in the black market, so what? When did the Demon Sect ever care about rules?
"The ants dare to take action against the Holy Religion and are seeking death."
A dozen foundation-building demon sect disciples hunted down low-level casual cultivators in the black market in the rain, acting like wild beasts stalking their prey.
The golden elixir demon cultivator looked up at the sky.
"It's strange why the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder..."
Rumble~!
Thunder almost exploded in his ears, startling him, but in vain he saw a figure appear behind him in an instant from the corner of his eye! not good! Enemy attack!
My back was tense and my scalp was numb, as if I was being stared at by a wild animal. In times of crisis, duck sideways.
call……!
A sharp blade with a cold light almost fell from the golden elixir demon cultivator's eyes, and it was pressed against the tip of his nose. Time seemed to freeze. He could smell the metallic smell of the sharp blade, cutting through the air and sweeping it against his nose and belly...
It's a pity that he was not killed with a knife. It can only be said that everyone's alertness is different.
Bai Yu, who was wearing armor, continuously used his sword skills to chop and stab, and launched several attacks in just a short period of time!
Two figures were fighting in the sky under the rain, and the sword light that occasionally leaked out instantly cut off several foundation-building demon cultivators. The demon disciples who had been showing off their violence just now scattered and tried to escape, but they soon died.
Sky. . The fist mixed with rain hit the golden elixir demon cultivator on the chest. The rain dispersed into vapor, and the demon cultivator gritted his teeth and held on.
The black-armored man swung his fist and smashed it, but missed. His fist stretched out and turned into a palm, slashing the neck of the golden elixir demon cultivator like a knife. At an extremely fast speed, it seemed as if the rain had stopped, and the palm knife hit the neck!
Click~ The sound of broken bones is very harsh.
"Well……"
The black-armored man threw away the water droplets and continued to attack fiercely, slashing with knives, punching and kicking, and the Jindan demon cultivator was unable to fight back. He was only an early stage Jindan cultivator, but he didn't take it lightly when he first entered Jindan, let alone now. It has become a state of perfection.
"Who are you! Why are you an enemy of my holy religion!"
"I should ask you this."
Hengdao pinned the opponent's weapon like a wheel blade, and with a strong shake, Hengdao flew away with the magic weapon. . It's okay now. Bai Yu has not been afraid of anyone with his bare hands. It's time to show off the combat power of the black armor.
The fist passed through the rain and hit Mo Xiu's stomach, and another punch hit his chin. His whole body was continuously punched into various shapes by the white rain...
On the ground, a certain Demon Sect disciple was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
Whoosh~bang!
He was surprised to see the usually arrogant Jindan elder fall down, shaking with splashes of mud and water, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he kept coughing up blood.
As the rain fell on his body, the golden elixir demon cultivator suddenly remembered that he had not been exposed to rain for a long time...
The water was very cold, and my whole body was wet and uncomfortable. The mud gave off an earthy smell. I felt like all the bones in my body were broken and I couldn't crawl. There seemed to be a living minion in front of me. He actually buried his head in the mud and was killed...
boom!
The black-armored man landed on the ground, and the huge force shook the ground with rainwater splashing, and the black-armored leather boots dug deep pits!
The golden elixir demon cultivator wanted to run, but his arms and legs were broken, the bones were exposed, and the bloody wounds were covered with mud and dirt. He now looked like a stray dog that had been killed.
The sound of armor scraping got closer and closer, and the man in black armor walked forward.
The miserable demon cultivator on the ground still had the strength to turn over. He lay with his head up in the human-shaped pit and looked at the man in black armor. He needed time to wait for his body to repair his injuries. With the demon cultivator's strong body, he still had the strength to fight.
Bai Yu raised his foot and stepped on Mo Xiu's chest, pressing him into the mud.
"I heard that you called others ants before. Please say it again and be careful." Bai Yu mocked coldly.
"Ahem..."
I spat out a mouthful of mud, and I didn't know how many ribs were broken in my chest. I lay on my back and the rain hit my face, making it feel cold and itchy.
"Wait...the Holy Church will avenge me!"
"as you wish."
With a fierce kick, he trampled the Jindan Demon Cultivator into a shrimp shape, and then hit him hard with his fist!
Such great strength...
The golden elixir demon cultivator who had been accumulating demonic energy was so shaken that he felt dizzy and had a vague feeling that his teeth had fallen out. The cheek bone seems to be broken. How come her strength is stronger than the magic power?
The golden elixir stage demon cultivator who was punched three times in a row had blood all over his face and could no longer stand up.
He stretched out his hand, and the sword flew back to his hand with a whoosh. Bai Yu stood next to the human-shaped earth pit and waited for the dizzy demon cultivator to stand up. Unable to stand up, he could only kneel with his hands on the ground. His nostrils and mouth continued to bleed, and he fell into the mud. diffusion.
Bai Yu staggered his front and back legs, stood up straight, held a knife in both hands and raised it above his head, in a standard executioner beheading motion. The demon cultivator kneeling in front of him looked like a death row prisoner before execution.
The rain hit the horizontal knife and flowed down the blade.
Many low-level monks were hiding in various places and watching this scene from a distance. Today, a golden elixir expert who was usually out of reach would be beheaded. . For example, the official vegetable market asks for cuts.
The sharp blade moved...
Throwing out a string of water droplets and slashing hard, the knife flashed, and when it stopped, the tip of the knife had touched the muddy ground.
very quiet.
The golden elixir demon cultivator's head was still on his neck, his expression was horrified, and a small circle of blood appeared on his neck. He stretched out his hand to hold down his head, but the impact caused the head to move smoothly and fall down...
The demon disciple opposite who was pretending to be dead shivered and pressed his face into the muddy water.
Sheathing the knife, Bai Yu put away the storage bag and walked away. When he passed by the demon cultivator who was killed, he paused and touched the handle of the knife with his fingers, but did not draw the knife.
"There is no future in this business, so change your career."
After raising his feet and leaving, the young demon sect disciple who was trembling and pretending to be dead looked up and saw the man in black armor disappearing into the rain. Not far ahead, there was a pair of dull eyes staring at him, escaping with his life. . He cried, howled...
The ordinary casual cultivators who survived admired the black-armored man and discussed when such a master appeared in the world of cultivation.
Bai Yu returned to the teahouse.
Lao Huixian thought that there was a demon who paid for it anyway, so he ordered another pot of tea. Before he finished drinking, the snake demon came back, but his body seemed to be stained with a little blood. He was very sensitive to this smell as he practiced Buddhism intensively.
When I saw there was tea in the teapot, I grabbed it and poured it into my mouth...
"Pfft...it's so hot!"
"Donor Bai, you are impatient, please stay calm."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yu held the teapot in his hand and cast a spell to cool down the tea. He drank it all in one gulp, including the tea leaves. He tipped the teapot upside down before giving up without a drop of tea.
The rain stopped outside the window, and a light mist rose from the rain just now, with a strong smell of earth.
It was slightly cold after the rain, and there were countless pedestrians on the street. The little stone slept soundly. The cobra looked at Bai Yuqi, hoping to feed him some roasted goose and roasted chicken. Maybe it was the only non-vegetarian in Zhuquan Temple.
The streets were filled with the smell of packhorses, cattle and sheep, and behind the caravans, the most terrifying group in the world was carrying their bags.
The sound of camel bells came from the camel caravan coming from the northwest desert. .
