Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Then he took a few subordinates with a proud face and guarded the door, his expression seemed to say: Let's see where you are going.

But Bai Ziyang continued to read the book, and flipped through it without any hesitation.The booklet was printed with four large characters of 'Golden Sword Seven Styles', and then took out another book from his pocket, and looked down at it!

When another group of people came, they scratched their heads and scratched the wall when they saw the golden knife seven-style cheats on the ground!The seven moves of the golden sword are the golden sword of all victories——Peng Pengfei's unique skill, not only did you snatch it, but you just threw it away after watching it?

However, except for some small characters, no one else paid attention to this cheat book. The real "fat sheep" can be seen in front of them, such as the deer cutting knife, Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills...

The sound of footsteps came to everyone's ears, and their martial arts comrades arrived one after another. Immediately, someone looked up and heard someone shouting: "Where is the devil running!"

Shouting these words, Bai Ziyang almost spit out his drink.

He glanced sideways at the man: "That eye of yours saw me run away."

The man was also very embarrassed, and thought to himself: Why don't you run away, there are so many of us, it's not in line with human nature, aren't you afraid?Or do you know that there is no way to live and sit and wait for death?

In this short moment, the man's mind was full of thoughts, he suddenly admired the scholar in front of him, and admired his spirit of not being afraid when dying!

If Bai Ziyang knew about this idea, he would definitely grab him and beat him up.Your master Bai needs you to admire this?

The people who came one after another filled the entire second floor, but everyone looked a little dazed.

At this time, a handsome swordsman came over, and everyone avoided to say hello: "Mr. Lin, hello."

"The jade-faced swordsman is here."

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Liu Yongnan returned the salute slightly, then walked forward and asked, "Devil, have you ever thought that you will have today?"

Bai Ziyang didn't turn his head back, and continued to flip through the book.Liu Yongnan's face changed slightly, and he asked again: "Hand over Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills and the deer-cutting knife, and I can keep your whole body."

Immediately someone added: "There are also stolen wealth."

"Yes, hand it over!"

"Hand over it!"

Bai Ziyang finished reading Wuji Gong in his hand, and glanced at everyone with an expression of hating iron for being too weak to be made into steel, and mud for being unable to support the wall, and immediately asked, "How many people came here?"

Liu Yongnan showed a confident and unrestrained smile, and said: "Monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, of course everyone can get them and punish them. Why are martial arts fellows here? I'm afraid there are no less than five hundred people."

Bai Ziyang shook his head, as if talking to himself or telling them: "I don't know how many people can escape the scholar's sword!"

"Chi..." Liu Yongnan mocked softly, pulled out the long sword in his hand in an instant, and the person flew over, with the palm of his hand, a sword flower was picked up, before the gesture came, the voice fell first: "You are not big, your tone is not small... look sword!"

With a sound... Liu Yongnan landed on the ground and stopped, the long sword blocked his throat, but there was a small hole in the body of the sword, and a bamboo chopstick was stuck in his throat at this moment...

Clang... Jing Hong got out of the sheath, and with a flick of his hand, the sword energy flew across the sky, and the most recent person was cut in half on the spot!

Afterwards, Bai Ziyang looked at the crowd standing still, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to run?"

One word awakened the dreamer, but his sword was too fast, no matter resisting, besieging, or escaping.No one was spared, it was all a sword.

There are those whose heads are in different places, those whose waists are cut in half, and those who are divided into two parts. Wherever the sword energy passes by, where the sword light shines, there is always death and the end.

Fighting against each other will only happen when the strength is equal, when the day is different... there will be no coming and going, only crushing!

The truth of the strength of a large number of people is often difficult to be reflected in this arena and in this martial arts.

In this arena, there will always be some, or one, or two special existences who can challenge the collective strength with their individual strength...even the entire martial arts world, the entire arena.

Such people are all amazing talents.

And these people, with random thoughts and random decisions, are very likely to have terrible, terrible things happen!

For example, everything that happened in front of my eyes...

The long streets and ancient roads are bloody.

The autumn wind in September, the long pavilion withered willows, but this ancient town is the 2.5 Luodian of the underworld, and the bright red converges on the city river!

A scholar, holding not a book in his hand, but a sword with a green edge, walked forward step by step, blood dripped slowly along the edge of the sword on the bluestone board, like a maple leaf in the first frost, bright!

Swinging it again, the bright sword light took away a few more lives.Behind the scholar, the person who fell to the ground stared at the scholar's back, but the scholar didn't seem to pay attention to it, or just turned a blind eye and continued on.

He seemed to think that this was a godsend opportunity, so he jumped up in vain, leaped into the air, and brandished the big knife in his hand.

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There may not be two or two chapters added today, and one chapter will be added later, and the remaining chapter will come back tomorrow. .

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The scholar's body swayed slightly, very slightly, very slightly, so slight that no one would notice it.When the blade strikes down, the momentum of the blade is great.With a clang, the man's mouth felt numb, and he smashed through the air, and there was no shadow of a scholar in front of him.

His back hurt, but he lowered his head and saw the sword passing through his body.

As soon as it was pumped, blood spilled from the wound, and he fell to the ground again, but this time he couldn't get up again.

"Ah!" With a roar, several people fell from the attic on the side of the street, encircling them... the sword energy can kill enemies from all directions!

A headless corpse, a decapitated soul.

Qihe Town was originally a small town, usually relatively quiet, but now it is silent, there is no sound, and the sound of falling leaves can be heard. Qihe has become a ghost town, a real ghost town!

There was a sound of horseshoes, and a handsome young man with a simple car and no gold, silver or jade ornaments came, and there was a young man behind him who kept shouting.

When Bai Ziyang looked at him, his first impression was... that he is upright and dull!