Facing the sword that was as fast as lightning, the pale white figure still raised his hand and stroked it as if it was slow and fast. The black and white Tai Chi Qi was instantly rotated into a circle, and the flexible Qi was flowing in a circle, and the sword light condensed into a little condensed into a little bit. The body of the sword weapon that was holding the sword weapon in the arms of the herb was just a stagnant. The black and white Tai Chi Qi was instantly pointed out by the extremely sharp sword light of the herb.

The sword light that was unstable was only one inch left with the Tai Chi pattern between the pale white shadow's eyebrows. Bai Ying seemed to be stunned, as if she had never expected that the Tai Chi energy that she had tried to protect would be so easily lit by the herbic sword light.

The next moment, just as the extremely sharp sword light was about to come into contact with Bai Ying's eyebrows, the Tai Chi pattern between Bai Ying's eyebrows was spinning wildly, and the pale white figure was sucked into the Tai Chi pattern—

"bite……"

The sword light condensed at the center of the Tai Chi pattern. Accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of gold and jade, a round jade bead flowing with black light hit the ground by the squirting sword light. With a slight sound, it broke into the ground, leaving only a black hole as thick as a finger, which looked bottomless.

The body of the iron sword in the arms of herbs was closely followed, like a black shadow holding a bright white light, slamming straight into the ground, and the bright white light was silently sank into the ground. The black shadow was on his head and his head hit the ground with a few feet of a thump, leaving only a pair of barefoots shaking weakly.

After a while, a scattered sound suddenly sounded, as if something was coming out from the ground. It sounded strange and terrifying. A pair of big feet slowly shaking and pulling up the center of the open space that had just been plowed by sharp energy. Two legs covered with mud were slowly exposed. Then a human figure wrapped in a ragged cloth rushed out of the ground and rushed straight into the sky three meters high. The body turned around in the air, and fell to the ground with a sound of touching it and quietly stopped moving, leaving only the sound of panting.

The figure was covered with mud and grass stems and roots, and was dressed in torn clothes and his hair was messy. He covered his entire head. A golden ring in his left hand was not stained with dust, and a black and white light-flowing round bead rolled in his palm.

When the first ray of sunrise in the morning, Zhibuquan gradually spit out two white air from his nose, facing the rising sun, sucking and stretching, as agile as a snake, the two white air moves with his breathing, long and short, sometimes vomiting and sometimes shrinking...

This phenomenon did not last long, but when the rising sun in the eastern sky completely rose, two white air in Zhibuqiu's nostrils retracted, slowly opened his eyes, and his fair and slightly delicate eyes suddenly contracted, and he rushed around with vigilance. At the same time, his knees moved and he stood up instantly. Until he suddenly saw a young man in monk's robe from the corner of his eyes, the vigilance in Zhibuqiu's eyes disappeared, and his whole body relaxed inexplicably.

The young man was wearing a brand new yellow monk's robe, his clothes were flying, his wide robe and big sleeves were flying in the wind, facing the rising sun, his eyes were erect. Under the orange-gold rising sun, the young man's right palm was as sharp as a knife, standing in front of his chest, his left palm stretched out flat, and under his right elbow, he looked solemn, as if he was a Buddhist son.

Zhi Buqiong exclaimed in surprise, couldn't help but walk over, raised his hand and shook it in front of the boy's eyes, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Are you really a monk?"

"Practice!"

The boy spitted out two words, then moved his right palm. With the crackling sound of bones, his right palm suddenly pinched into an inexplicable handprint that looked like a fist but a fist and pushed forward. With a "huh", the air flow was turbulent, and the ambition was forced to take a step back and said in a daze: "What a strong and powerful energy, what a domineering boxing technique! I didn't expect that you not only have a fast sword, but also a hard fist! This boxing technique is strong and powerful, and it is very different from a fast sword like your wild path! What's the name?"

"The Demon-Subduing Hand Seal! It's not bad to call it boxing, but if you disturb me from practicing, be careful that I will try it with you!" The boy's right palm changed again, and the knuckles on the fist print were spit out, and the bones crackled, as if they were thundering out of thin air. Suddenly, a faint golden light flowed through the right palm, and it flashed away.

Zhibuqiong was shocked, and took another big step without hesitation, blurted out: "Isn't this the Vajra Handprint of Buddhism? Where did you get the inner cultivation method? How did you practice it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce force like a mountain breaking the mountain came to his body. The strong and domineering aura hit his face, almost suffocating. A palm with a light golden light flowing slashed at him, his bones were crisp and howling through the air, and his fierce and powerful aura caused pain to break through the body.

Zhibuqiu screamed, and he kept making mistakes. He fell down like a fall, and his limbs were on the ground, and he slapped out like a skinny dog. He even made a fierce palm to hit the sky. With a sound of dust, a big pit about a meter radius appeared on the ground.

The dust settled, and the herbs were slightly surprised to look at Zhibuqiuan, and said with interest: "My set of "Eighteen Hand Seals of Demon Subduing Demons" is known for its strength, which is a seal method that has accumulated momentum. Just now, the palm power is hidden in eighteen changes, sealing you all retreating in all directions. Whether you go left or right, my palm power can adapt at any time. The more you hide, the stronger my palm power will be! If you dare to retreat, my set of "Subduing Demons" third-style Vajra Hand Seals will directly break the bones of your whole body, making you immortal. So there is no other way to deal with this set of Demon Subduing Demons but to take it, but I didn't expect that your body technique is so wonderful and so unexpected, it can actually make my handprint! What's your body technique called? It's so unexpected!"

"Xiaoyaoyou! Pour!" Zhibuqiong looked a little proud, then glared at his eyes, pointed at the pit about a foot on the ground with a desire to be guilty, and said angrily: "Your 'Demon-Subduing Hand Seal' is obviously not yet familiar, and you can send it or not, so you can use it to test it with me?"

"Who is going to be the one who is so weird?" Cai Xie yawned lazily and said lightly: "Your Dao Master has reminded you, and this palm force cannot kill you! Speaking of which, you have to thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be yourself!"

"Not me?" Zhi Buqiong was puzzled, and then said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Is there some monster who wanted to invade my body last night and was beaten away by you?"

"How do you know?" Cai Xie was stunned.

"Hahaha...haha..." Zhi Buqiong immediately held his stomach and laughed...

"If you don't believe it, you will lose it!" I rolled my eyes in anger when I picked the herbs.

"No... don't believe it! Oh! It's not that I don't believe it, it's too mysterious." Zhibuqiong smiled and wiped his tears, and said exaggeratedly: "Besides, with your talent and beauty that has been cut off by a spiritual treasure, even if there is a real ghost who wants to find a human body to possess a child, he will not choose my skin! Besides, you and I are at least a person in the practice of cultivation, with soul condensed and inner breath running continuously. What ghosts can get close to you?"

"If you are jealous, just say it! Your Dao Master fought with the Yin God who is an expert in Qi cultivation last night! Now I want to make up for the recovery, I will talk to you!" Her sleeves swung back, and amid the sound of the wind, she pulled up, turned around in the air, stepped on the void, and walked out of thin air out of thin air. When a mouthful of soul control breath was about to be weak, the inner breath in the body instantly changed, using Hunyuan Qi to control the iron wings, spread her sleeves, slid into the distance like a big bird, and actually crossed a mountain in an instant, slowly landing towards the other side of the mountain...

Zhibuqiong fell into a dullness again, and after a while he realized, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard, muttering to himself: "My stinky mouth!"

"Is there really a Yin God who is a master of Qi to seize the house?" Zhibuqiu looked back and looked around. Within a radius of hundreds of feet, the trees and stones were broken, and the green grass seemed to be plowed by unknown things. After turning it over several times, the soil and grass chips were everywhere...
Chapter completed!