No martial art in the world is invincible, only speed is invincible.
A certain snake is usually lazy and dull, like a salty snake basking in the sun. Once it makes a move, it immediately mobilizes its muscles to reach the speed limit, and fights and kills extremely seriously.
The old monk Hui Xian entered meditation and 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 down the copper crane candlestick, tearing the rotten painting into pieces, and punching out with his small fists The ghost's Yin Qi in the skin, Huixian's scriptures will dissolve the Yin Qi, suppress and weaken the ghost's strength.
Bang bang bang~ bang!
Using his speed burst talent, he instantly punched a dozen times, causing the female ghost to fly back to the ghost cultivator, roll over, knock over the screen, and smash 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 next to him.
“Good~very good~”
He stood up, took two steps forward with his robe in tow, and stared at Bai Yu with fiery eyes.
"Your soul will also be my most precious collection. It is perfect. Please don't struggle. 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 day pondering over magic weapons and elixirs. No one is willing to put in the hard work to develop powerful combat skills. They will do anything to get 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 bacon and kimchi."
The evil cultivator didn't understand what the woman in black meant. He smiled gracefully, took out a small black wood coffin that was one 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.
Pa da ~
A palm-sized meatball fell out of the small coffin. It swelled in the wind and turned into a baby. Bai Yu frowned and drew the knife. The strong evil spirit could faintly compete with Huixian's chanting. 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 Sha?"
Bai Yu finally understood why there were not many powerful evil cultivators. Playing with these gadgets all day long would injure the body and soul and carry a lot of karma. In the early stages, their combat power was off the charts. Even an ordinary person who had practiced evil magic could kill low-level people. Monks are easy to master and have strong combat power. The disadvantage is that they are easily backlashed and turned into filth.
Yingsha was running wildly on all fours!
Bai Yu held the knife, stepped back half a step with his right foot and stabbed three times quickly with the knife in his right hand! Three sword lights faced Ying Sha at the same time!
Three rings within the moon!
Dang, dang, dang~ Three consecutive sounds were like stabbing something hard gold and iron. I wonder what this thing had eaten to be so hard. Even if you eat iron every day, you can't be so perverted, right? How strong is the evil spirit!
The evil infant fell to the ground, his little arms and legs kicked hard, smashing the floor tiles and pounced...
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. It is safe. First, who knows if this evil cult will come up with some more evil products.
Turning sideways, the sword flashed to block it, and it stood in front of Ying Sha with great accuracy to block it!
The horizontal blade is sharp, Ying Sha 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 and dancing tightly on her back, back and even above her head. From a distance, she saw a dazzling string of sword lights!
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword startled the red candle.
The little chubby claws and black teeth of the Yingsha collided with the blade, making endless jingling sounds...
"Jie Jie~ My belly is warm~"
This ghost seems to be more interested in the woman's abdomen. It has been trying to open the belly and burrow inside. 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 the evil spirit becomes a ghost. It attacks ten times. Five or six times it was directed toward the lower abdomen.
Yingsha's laughter has a disturbing effect on people's minds. Anyone else would have been affected by it and would have been 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.
When he pounced again, he held his sword vertically in front to resist.
Unexpectedly, Yingsha did not dodge and change direction this time, but closed his two chubby hands and clamped the horizontal knife with a clang! Opening your mouth in vain reveals a dark mouth...
"Wow……!"
Instantly, he spat out a stream of stinking, filthy black gas, and the black gas as black as ink rushed directly to Bai Yu's door!
At the critical moment, he let go of the horizontal knife and bent back to lie down. The 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...
In an instant, he accelerated and kicked his feet violently! Move diagonally against the ground and retreat three feet!
The evil creature Ying Sha pounced again. Bai Yu raised his hand with a cold face and opened his palm, stabbing Ying Sha 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 horizontal knife grazed his neck.
Uh-huh! A small handful of black blood splattered!
"Wow……"
Regardless of Yingsha's screaming and distracting thoughts, 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 half-moon sword light drew a half-moon in the air, and the half-moon sword light flew forward against the ground.
when! There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the Yingsha rolled back and screamed again and again. Even if it hurriedly mobilized the energy of Yinsha to resist, it was still beaten painfully. The Zhiyang skill contained in the Pure Yang Jue restrained all evil things, just like a soldering iron pressing on On the body.
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 the big hole in the house and flew out.
It was very quiet, everything happened in a short moment, and the sputtering black blood of Yingsha had just hit the ground.
Zizzi...!
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 tried to summon Yingsha to escape. Unexpectedly, Yingsha lost control...
Bai Yu raised the Hengdao and pointed it at Yingsha, let go, and jumped up and spun before the Hengdao fell. With a graceful posture, he twisted his body and kicked the handle of the knife hard. The Hengdao stabbed the little chubby one at a very fast speed. Yingsha!
The chubby little hand clamped the blade again, and the sword trembled forward, making a harsh friction sound between the small palm and the blade.
The evil cultivator was reluctant to part with the ghost that he had finally refined and wanted to rescue him, 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 about the bloody struggle.
Perhaps the female ghost king was dissatisfied with Ying Sha and did not step forward.
It's time to destroy this evil creature.
Bai Yu's face was expressionless, and he started to make various complex handprints with two slender white hands on his chest at a very fast speed...
