"It's so wonderful." Feeling the murderous aura of the White Tiger King, Yang Zhao couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed repeatedly, "The heart is kind and leaves a strait everywhere. But as long as you make up your mind, you will be merciless and you can let go of killing any enemy. This is what I know about the White Tiger King. However, the Southern Barbarians return to the Southern Barbarians, and the Central Plains return to the Central Plains. Sima Ping and Sanshe, why not leave it to me for cooking, how about it?"

When the bearded guest heard the words "The White Tiger King I know", he couldn't help but feel shocked. Before he debuted, he learned art in Zhengyi Palace and had no contact with people outside Zhengyi Dao. Later, his master Mingdao died. In order to avoid fighting with his senior brother, he took the initiative to leave and wandered to the Qin (Roman) in the west for more than ten years. After returning, he stayed in the Southern Barbarians, committed to the great cause of unifying the hundreds of tribes. Although he also spread his eyes to inquire about various trends and news in the Central Plains, he had never appeared in the world. The reputation of the three-character White Tiger King is limited to the inner world of the Southern Barbarians, and no one knows it outside. But from the tone, the young King of Henan seems to have known him since a long time ago, and is even more aware of his personality. Could it be...

All kinds of thoughts and ideas came to pass away in my heart. In any case, the White Tiger King believed that Yang Zhao was definitely not a treacherous person. Although he was the apprentice of Mahaye, the leader of the sect of the Pure Land Sect, he would never harm him with tricks. He nodded slightly and said, "That's good. Then, please." Then he reached forward and spread his body.

Yang Zhao was not polite either. He looked up and swept Sima Ping and Sanshe Bofu, saying, "You two..." Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly flashed like lightning, so fast that he could not describe his words. In the blink of an eye, he heard four consecutive sounds of "pa, pa, pa, pa, pa", and everyone present felt a flash of eyes. The little prince had already stood back to the bearded guest, but there was a person between his arms, which was the blood phoenix Du Lian. The body of the Wuming ghost shook violently, and he looked back at each other quickly, but only four people and seven people were seen.

Kong bleeded and stood still. He was shattered by Yang Zhao and died tragically on the spot. Wuming subconsciously shouted: "Four Nightmares in the Underworld!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the word "媺" was released, he suddenly heard the roar of "媺~". The four corpses simultaneously burst out, illuminating the restaurant. Four hideous ghosts appeared faintly in the fire. They looked like they wanted to struggle desperately to escape from the sea of ​​fire, but they were hard to get what they wanted.

Although the evil spirits and evil spirits summoned by the four ghosts and ghosts with ghosts to fight evil skills, the Qianyang true fire of Yang Zhao's Wu-word True Sutra is their nemesis. In addition, the spiritual power of Yin and Yang is the top of the top, so it is impossible for the four evil spirits to leave the body and send it to the body. In a moment, they will be burned together with the four puppets and their bodies and spirits, and from then on, they will no longer cause harm to the world.

They both practiced the ghost fighting evil skills, although their skills were ten times more than the Four Nightmares of the Yinsi, but when they witnessed such a tragic situation, Wuming was still scared. The possessed ghost king empathized with the pain of the ghosts and monsters, and kept urging the host to escape quickly. In an instant, the leader of the ghost clan shouted loudly, and regardless of the private goods of the accomplices around him, he rushed to the restaurant gate to escape alone. Tang Qibu and the two evil spirits were always the only ones who followed him, and the White Tiger King had a strong power and could not have the idea of ​​resisting. He ran away without thinking. The bearded guest stroked his long beard and sighed. He carried his hands on his back and used the "Ride the Wind Arts" of Zhengyi Pure Yang Gong to chase out lightly. In the blink of an eye, the four people who had escaped disappeared into the darkness.

With the strength of the bearded guest, it is easy to deal with the four people. So Yang Zhao was not worried at all. He casually placed the blood phoenix on the table next to him, and carried the fascinated Danmei on the table. He arranged it side by side with the blood phoenix. Then Shi Shiran looked up at the Sanshe and Sima Ping who were still in the same place, and said lightly: "On the road of the rivers and lakes, wealth and honor are as uncertain as clouds, and life and death are also in peace. Even if disasters come, no one can blame anyone. But no matter what, a man should always be able to act with his conscience. You two know the atrocities of the flower-picking thieves, but they still have sex with them. They even secretly took poison to kill a hero like Mr. Guan. Don't you feel ashamed?"

The Three Snake Bofu is a master of medical science, and the hidden weapon skills of the Bodhisattva Tianting Needle are also a master. But just now, the little prince killed the Siyan of the Yinsi, and his body skills were so fast that he couldn't even see them clearly. He knew that his cultivation was really different from that of the other party, and he would only die faster if he resisted stubbornly. He did not escape or fight stubbornly, but suddenly knelt down on his knees, and he slapped his left and right with a sad face, slapped himself seven or eight times in the face, crying, "Prince, please spare me, Prince, please spare me. Bofu knew he was wrong, beg the prince for his mercy. As long as the old man was willing to make a fuss and horses for him, he would be willing to go through fire and water in the future."

Bo’s father’s reaction surprised Yang Zhao. He really didn’t expect that a famous master in the martial arts world would be so bored and kneel down and beg for mercy without even fighting. In an instant, the little prince felt angry and funny, and said casually: “I’m going through fire and water without quitting? What’s the use of such a bad old man like you?”

The little prince's tone seemed to be loose. Seeing that there was a glimmer of hope, the three snakes could not beat the snake and stick? They kowtowed like pounding garlic and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, although the little old man is not good at martial arts, he still has some experience in medical skills. If the prince is willing to spare the old man's poor life, the old man is willing to make up for his merits with medical skills. Whoever the prince wants to live, he will definitely not die. Whoever the prince wants to die, he will definitely not be able to survive."
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