Although the four of them are not half-step innate masters, they are also top-notch masters in the world.

The four of them joined forces, and even Bai Xingjian should be careful when dealing with it.

After all, realm belongs to realm, martial arts belongs to martial arts. Internal power cultivation can often determine everything, but more often it depends on the reality of both parties.

Among the four, the strongest one should be Master Tsashi, the leader of Huanxi Sect.

He was wearing a big red monk's robe, with a fat figure, bare chest and breasts exposed, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of beeswax.

I saw his monk's robe turn over and a huge demon-subduing pestle appeared in his hand.

A strange syllable was spit out from his mouth, and the heavy demon-subduing pestle in his hand was like a feather, instantly divided into thousands, covering the sky and the shadows of the demon-subduing pestle, covering Bai Xingjian.

Bai Xingjian had just faced Master Changming, and his chest felt stuffy at this moment. Facing Master Tashi's overwhelming attack, he did not dare to confront him head-on. Otherwise, even if he had half a step in the innate, eight veins were integrated, and his internal strength was long, he would probably end up dying with exhaustion.

Therefore, facing Master Zhaxi's move, Bai Xingjian let out a long roar, and the Zhenwu sword in his hand was unpredictable, as if it was around his fingers, with a continuous sword energy lingering on Master Zhaxi's demon-subduing pestle.

Strands of sword energy tangled like poisonous snakes.

This sword is vicious and fast, and it is a killer move created by Bai Xingjian after comprehending the Evil-Breaking Sword Book and Sunflower Book, combined with the insidious and strange sword moves in the Eight Immortal Sword.

Swift is like a ghostly change, taking the path of exchanging injuries for life.

He concluded that Master Zhaxi, who practices joyful Zen, is definitely not a person who is fearless and fearless. Facing such a sword, he will definitely withdraw from his defense.

Sure enough, seeing a silent cold sword energy coming, Master Zhaxi's face suddenly changed, and he turned and knocked the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, blocking it in front of him.

With a jingle, a sound like a metallic attack sounded. The demon-subduing pestle in Master Zhaxi blocked Bai Xingjian's sword. A small hole suddenly appeared on the demon-subduing pestle.

Master Taxi was shocked and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What a terrifying sword technique, what a sharp sword. Although my demon-subduing pestle is not a sharp sword, it is also made of steel. After injecting internal energy, it even knocks stones like powder, but it is still knocked out. If this sword stabbed me, it would be difficult to save my life."

Not to mention how Master Zhaxi was frightened, but the other three people also took action at the same time. One of them blasted out one after another, and two forces of one Yin and one Yang intersected in the air, and instantly turned into a powerful bang, slapped Bai Xingjian.

Seeing this, Bai Xingjian's magic moves in an instant, and his body turned around and flickered like a phantom. The air roared and exploded, and the Yin and Yang palm power slapped in the air.

At the same time, the other two attacks also came together.

A strong wind rushes, and the only one among the monks who used a sword flashed, piercing Bai Xingjian's throat. In an instant, the sword energy spread out in the sky. Each sword energy was filled with a fierce murderous intent. In the solemnity of the treasure, there was a Vajra Dharma image.

The other person was a demon dancing around. His chest was clearly covered with his back, but he was like a spirit snake dancing, and his eyes were flashing strange light.

Facing the attacks of these two people, Bai Xingjian was slightly stunned.

The monk who used the sword had a bit of mystery in his sword skills.

The so-called sword moves lightly and sharply, most sword techniques are erratic and changeable, and the tricks are complicated.

But his sword was so grand that he was even more powerful than Master Tashi's demon-subduing pestle.

On the contrary, the other person's martial arts Bai Xingjian couldn't understand it anymore. He swayed left and right, swung up and down, and saw nothing exquisite.

But soon, Bai Xingjian realized that the other person's martial arts were not inexplicable, but that his martial arts were useless to him.

Looking at the other party's radiating light eyes, Bai Xingjian estimated that he was using the tricks used by the Huanxi Sect to confuse people's hearts.

Seeing this, Bai Xingjian sneered in his heart and immediately used his internal force. The long sword in his hand was shaken. In the sound of the sword, a sword light roared like a crane shadow, tearing apart the void and attacking the monk who used the sword.

The monk who used the sword had a much worse internal strength than the other three, Master Changming, and only opened up seven extraordinary scriptures.

There are two small realms between him and Bai Xingjian, and his internal strength is very different. When the sword edge collided, the sword attack slowed down and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, Bai Xingjian's body was like a ghost, and in the moment he retreated, he rushed towards the strange-behaved monk.

Then endless sword energy was released, and a sword sounded nine times, and a terrifying sword light instantly fell from the sky and swept towards the man's eyebrows.

"Look at my eyes!!!" The monk's face changed, but his body danced faster. A strange light flashed in his eyes and shouted in a strange tone.

"Look at your mother, go to hell!!!"

Bai Xingjian shouted loudly, ignoring his strange eyes, the surroundings were full of momentum, and his entire body burst out with extremely strong power.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The three swords in a row, like three sword energy green lotus, bursting in front of the monk.

The monk didn't expect that his strange martial arts were useless to Bai Xingjian. He was completely panicked when Bai Xingjian's sword fell.

Under normal circumstances, although the monk's martial arts are far from Bai Xingjian's, it is unlikely that Bai Xingjian will defeat the enemy with one move.

Unfortunately, his biggest reliance on Bai Xingjian was useless. When he misjudged Bai Xingjian, he had no time to use other martial arts.

In his horrified gaze, Bai Xingjian's sword penetrated his eyebrows, throat and chest like lightning that broke through the void.

In a short period of time, a top-ranked master in the world died of Bai Xingjian's hand.

"Junior Brother Basang!!!"

Seeing this scene, several old monks were furious, and Master Changming's face also faded, and he was extremely afraid.

As a half-step innate master, Master Changming knew best how terrible Bai Xingjian's strength was.

His own hand seal palm technique is strong and powerful. I am afraid that only the Divine Light Dharma King of Vajra Sect can compare with him in the entire Tantric Buddhism.

The other people were also masters of Huanxi Sect. Although he was not afraid of fighting alone, he could not handle it if the four of them joined forces.

Now, with himself, he can be said to have five masters all out. Bai Xingjian, when he faced him, forced Master Zhaxi to retreat with another sword, and could also avoid Master Sangji's palm with exquisite body techniques.
Chapter completed!