"ah!!!"

"Drive to die, die to me, kid, you are dead today!!!"

The tragic death of the Great Lama of Basang made several old monks of Huanxi Sect go crazy in an instant.

Master Tashi roared angrily, his face twisted, and his demon-subduing pestle waved wildly in his hand. The wind sounded fiercely and whimpered, and the golden light roared, with sharp force and heavy shadows.

The master with the eight meridians was burned in anger. How terrible it was to take action with all his strength? It was an existence that half-step innate or even innate masters dared not neglect.

A demon-subduing pestle in his hand was like a grass stick, changing countless exquisite moves, with heavy shadows tearing apart the sky and making a harsh roar, just like a rolling thunder exploded in Bai Xingjian's ears, which shows how terrible the power of this pestle is.

Even if Bai Xingjian carries the top light skills of the world, such as Divine Xing, and the world, there is no way to dodge under this move.

After all, it was not just Master Tashi who took action.

Master Changming, Master Sangji and Master Cidan, are not mediocre, especially Master Changming, who are half-step innate masters who are equivalent to Baixingjian.

Under normal circumstances, Bai Xingjian was not sure that he could be more stable than him, let alone under the siege of several masters.

A hot sweat kept dripping. In just a few breaths, the Baixing Jianjian sword move changed, like a blue shadow wrapped around a dreamy sword light swept across.

In an instant, dozens of sword lights swept across the demon-subduing pestle from Master Zhaxi's hand. Each sword light was extremely sharp, cutting gold and cutting jade, and making a violent collision with Master Zhaxi's demon-subduing pestle.

Sparks flew everywhere in the void, which showed how dense the attack was and how cruel the attack was.

One move of the two of them was not finished yet, and a Buddha's chant rang at the same time.

"Amitabha!!!"

Buzzing, like a big bell, with a faint Buddhist sing. Master Changming's breath was swelling, and his clothes were all undulating, as if a mass of air was churning under his clothes, and he slowly slapped out with a palm.

The force of this palm is extremely strong, and it makes people feel difficult to breathe and heavy when they are a few feet away.

The terrifying force fell when Bai Xingjian's sword had not yet been completed. It was the time when his energy fluctuated most violently. Under ordinary circumstances, he could not react at all.

"What an old monk, worthy of being a half-step innate master, has a sharp vision and is more difficult to deal with than others."

Bai Xingjian's heart was shaking, and the sword light suddenly closed, like a erect pine erect body, suddenly bent like a strong bamboo, as if he had lost his bones in an instant. One palm turned into a circle, and a continuous palm force met Master Changming's big handprint.

However, the palm power was stopped as soon as it touched, and gently led Master Changming's palm power to Master Zhaxi's devil-subduing pestle that he still smashed down because of his temporary move.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Master Changming's big handprint fell on Master Tashi's vajra. The demon-subduing pestle made of fine steel suddenly curved a little, and a palm print was faintly printed, which shows the horror of Master Changming's palm.

Under the palm power of the Great Hand Seal, Master Zhaxi's face turned pale a little, he staggered and took two steps back, which showed that Master Changming's internal strength was above him.

Master Changming never expected that Bai Xingjian could use such a clever trick to use his strength to fight against Master Tashi's demon-subduing pestle and resolve this crisis.

His prank caused Master Tsashi to suffer a considerable loss, but he used his flesh palm to fight Master Tsashi's demon-subduing pestle, and at this moment he was also blood red and trembling.

"What a brilliant martial arts. Who is you? Why did you come to Qinghai for no reason and kill the little prince of Kuokuo?" Master Changming said in a deep voice.

"Everyone of the Mongolian Tartars was killed. I talked so much nonsense, so I'll take my sword!"

Bai Xingjian let out a secret breath, not daring to be negligent at all. He shook the long sword in his hand, and a green sword energy spit out three feet away. He blew it in the air, and his body was like a ghost, and he rushed to Master Cidan in an instant.

After a brief fight, Bai Xingjian had already seen that among the remaining four, the strongest one was naturally Master Changming, followed by Master Tashi, Master Sangji, and Master Cidan.

Although the opponent's Vajra Sword Technique is unique, the reason why the sword moves lightly is because of the characteristics of this weapon.

Finding a different approach is sometimes a clever way, but sometimes it is just to give up the strengths and weaknesses. If Master Cidan can practice this Vajra sword technique to the point of lifting weights and turning it into lightness and agility, then he has truly practiced this sword technique.

But it is obvious that Master Cidan can't do this now.

The four of them joined forces to pose too great a threat to Bai Xingjian. Just say that the move just now was already dangerous. If he had not obtained the Tai Chi Sutra in Heimu Cliff and had comprehended a lot of martial arts secrets, perhaps he would have been injured by Master Changming's big handprint just now.

The Tai Chi Jing is worthy of being the essence of Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts throughout his life. Bai Xingjian tried to deduce it with the Martial Arts Hall, but the counterattack value of up to 50,000 was directly scared to him.

Don’t say that he doesn’t have that much counterattack value, even if he has it, he will not be willing to give up.

However, he was a half-step innate master, but after a few years of understanding, he still gained something. He just led the two to attack and used the essence recorded in the Tai Chi Sutra.

Even Master Changming, who is a half-step innate person, can feel the profoundness of this move.

Unfortunately, Bai Xingjian didn't understand much, so he could only use that move, and he could only use it without the other party's defense.

Otherwise, Master Changming's strength is not inferior to him, and even Master Taxi, who is weaker than him, may not be hit twice.

Seeing that the two of them were attacking each other and the situation of the four people siege was slightly broken, Bai Xingjian would not hesitate and attack Master Cidan without hesitation.

Hissing, green light wandered around the ground, and a stern sword light flashed, reaching the vital point between Mr. Cidan's eyebrows.

"Arrogant!!!"

Master Cidan was also a veteran in the world, so he naturally saw Bai Xingjian's plan. Seeing this, he was furious and activated the Vajra Sword Technique in his hand. In an instant, the strong wind roared towards Bai Xingjian.

It was clearly a long sword, but when it was activated, it was like a demon-subduing pestle. Each sword fell as if it was weighing a thousand pounds. In an instant, it blasted out eighteen swords, and its power was like a mountain of Tai.

At the same time, Master Sangji, who was ignored by Bai Xingjian, or he had to ignore, also took action angrily. The Yin-Yang palm power was driven to the extreme by him, and the powerful suction force pulled Bai Xingjian's body.

The palm power was swallowed and spit, either feminine, strong, weird, or domineering, and the situation was extremely dangerous for a moment.
Chapter completed!