"Young-mouthed child dares to challenge the majesty of my Bai family rashly, it's simply seeking death!" Faced with everyone's surprise, the old man in white robe just snorted coldly.

Miao Xu covered his heart with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand. The domineering knife had already fallen aside. He also looked at the old man in white robe in front of him with a look of surprise. The Bai family is majestic? Is he a member of the Bai family? There are such a strong man in the Bai family?

Although Teng Xiang, Huang Heng, Liu Tianxiang and Mo Feng were very unwilling, they thought that their lives were in Miao Xu's hands and had to stand in front of Miao Xu and resist the storm that the old man might have caused.

As for Mo Yufei, she ran to Miao Xu and reached out to support Miao Xu, with concern on her face. At this moment, she suddenly hated her heart even stronger, hated her incompetence, hated her incompetence, and hated her strength too poor. In the past few consecutive times, Miao Xu was alone in powering Wang Kuanglan. As the president of the Qingyue Society, what did she do for the Qingyue Society?

Now facing this unfathomable old man, the strongest Miao Xu slapped him with one palm. What can he do?

Supporting Miao Xu with both hands, looking at the old man with a cold face, she secretly vowed that if she did not die this time, then after returning to Huadu, she would definitely practice hard and improve herself as soon as possible. She didn't want to be a burden to Miao Xu for the rest of her life.

As for Huo Feng, she could have left with the poisonous insect in her body, but for some reason, looking at Miao Xu who was slapped away by a palm, her feet could not take any steps to leave.

Instead, he twisted the huge scimitar and took a step forward, protecting Miao Xu.

"What? Do you still want to die with him? Since this is your choice, I will fulfill your wish..." Seeing the few people protecting Miao Xu, the old man snorted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, his body flashed and he came directly to Teng Xiang, and slapped Teng Xiang with another palm.

Teng Xiang was frightened. At the moment when the old man came out of his palm, he suddenly felt that he was not a palm but a sky, as if the whole sky was pressing down on him. The feeling made him feel very uncomfortable and could not even have any thoughts of resistance.

No matter how strong human beings are, how can they surpass the power of heaven and earth?

In almost no time to blink, the thin palm had already arrived on top of his head and continued to take pictures.

At this critical moment, Teng Xiang suddenly woke up. The feeling that had often appeared in his heart in the past few days. He even felt the force and speed of the palm would slap on his heavenly spirit cover. He even felt that if this palm really slap on his head, his head would shatter in an instant.

I don’t know where the strength came from. At this most critical moment, Teng Xiang stretched out his hands like lightning, formed a cross, blocked his head and blocked the old man’s arm.

His body also retreated at full speed. In just a moment of blocking, he avoided the fatal blow. However, Teng Xiang had no time to react. The old man's other hand had already punched in an instant, and a very simple punch hit Teng Xiang's lower abdomen. A huge force exploded instantly. Teng Xiang's body was blown up and flew up. Even the music showed a fist mark on his back. When the colorful liquid was sprayed out when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how much internal organs were injured.

When he landed on the ground, his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out. He even covered his lower abdomen with both hands and vomited constantly, all of whom were vomiting.

Everyone took a breath of cold air again, especially Huang Heng. He knew clearly how terrible his senior brother had. It was a body that was comparable to a iron wall. Now he was hit like this with a punch. If it were him, such a punch would be enough to kill him directly?

When he thought of this, he even had the urge to escape immediately, but when he thought that his life and death were still in Miao Xu's hands, and when his senior brother was still here, Huang Heng suppressed the fear in his heart, took a step forward, pretending to be calm and said, "Who are you?"

A long time ago, he and his senior brother always felt that the control was already a top-notch master, and as long as he took that step, he successfully entered the Puzhen realm, which was almost invincible in the world. But who knew that after leaving Zhuzang City, the opponents he encountered were stronger than the other. Now his senior brother is about to take that step, but he still has no power to fight back in the hands of this old man. So this old man is also a long-standing master. Even if he wants to fight, he must know his name.

However, the old man did not respond to Huang Heng's words, but looked at Teng Xiang in surprise. The power of his punch was greater than that of Miao Xu's palm. It was not too surprising that Miao Xu could protect his heart with a blade at the last moment. If Miao Xu had already entered the Puzhen realm, it would not be surprising to make such a reaction.

But the bald man in front of him did not avoid his punch at all. The punch that was enough to blow his body was only tormented, but did not die on the spot. How strong is his body?

"Are you a Zen disciple?" The old man looked at Teng Xiang and asked lightly, but just after asking, he had already continued to speak, "No, the Immortal Vajra Body of Zen is not so resilient. What kind of martial arts are you?" The old man looked very surprised. With his knowledge, he didn't understand Teng Xiang's moves.

You know, his name is Bai Yufeng, and he is over 130 years old this year. During the period when the Ming Dynasty Huanxi Sect was developed, he had retired to the backstage and focused on cultivating. He had no idea what happened in the secular martial arts world, and naturally he didn't know that this was the immortal golden body of Huanxi Sect of the Ming Dynasty.

If it were in terms of seniority, he should be Bai Ziyang’s uncle. This time he received a letter from Bai Ziyang and then returned to the old house to see. Who knew that such a thing would happen!

Teng Xiang naturally would not answer the old man's words. At this moment, he was still vomiting constantly, which was very uncomfortable.

Bai Yufeng smiled mockingly, what's wrong with him? He is here to kill people. Why do you do so much to tell them? With one hand, Bai Yufeng was about to step forward to kill Teng Xiang.

Bai Yufeng's murderous gaze fell on his senior brother when he saw it. Huang Heng, who knew he was unable to defeat, turned his wrist and a painted black dagger appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and stabbed Bai Yufeng.

He actually took the initiative to attack this unfathomable powerful old man. Just as he was moving, Mo Feng and Liu Tianxiang also launched the attack at the same time.

Mo Feng's hand was a thin sword, and afterimages were drawn from his body, and then he stabbed Bai Yufeng's back heart with a sword. However, Liu Tianxiang raised the black iron stick in his hand with both hands and smashed it down with all his strength.

The three of them did not act at the same time, but their weapons appeared in front of Bai Yufeng almost at the same time. Just as the dagger was about to stab him in his heart, the iron stick was about to hit his head, and the long sword was about to sink into his back, Bai Yufeng suddenly raised his right hand, grabbed the long stick that fell at full speed, and made a "pop". Before this sound was released, his body had slightly tilted, and Mo Feng and Huang Heng's attacks were actually lost at the same time.

Bai Yufeng took this opportunity to retreat, and even pulled the iron rod with one hand, carrying Liu Tianxiang's body and rushed towards him behind him. All this seemed slow, but in fact it was just a moment. When Mo Feng and Huang Heng came to their senses, they found that Bai Yufeng had already avoided the attack range of the two, but Liu Tianxiang fell into the center of the attack.

At this moment, Bai Yufeng was waiting for it. He suddenly took a step forward and punched Liu Tianxiang's lower abdomen, knocking Liu Tianxiang out of the body. Then he slapped his backhand and sang it on Mo Feng's face. A "pop" sound came. Mo Feng's body was actually rotating for several times, then fell heavily to the ground, with blood on his nostrils and mouth. Then he rolled his eyes and fainted!

The master who controls the peak was actually slapped out of touch. If someone saw this scene, I don’t know what it would be shocked.

However, all this was not over yet. He turned his back to Huang Heng quickly, and then came to Huang Heng in one step. Looking at the man who was holding the knife, Bai Yufeng had no intention of hiding his hand and directly punched Huang Heng's heart.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in that punch, Huang Heng instinctively felt fearful, his body retreated at full speed, and his arms even blocked forward, but how quickly he passed the old man in front of him.

Just when Huang Heng thought he was going to die, a hand suddenly rested on his hand and pulled him backwards. Then a strong figure appeared in front of him, turning around and blocking Bai Yufeng's punch with his back.

With a "bang", the punch seemed to hit the flesh, but hit the steel, making such a huge sound. Then the tall body, together with Huang Heng's body, was bombarded out together.

In this moment, a fiery red figure rushed over, and a huge scimitar slashed at full speed...

Bai Yufeng sneered, stretched out his fingers and clamped the huge scimitar, and actually wanted to clamp the scimitar with two fingers at full speed. But in this moment, a silver light flashed from the front and hit Bai Yufeng's eyebrows.

Bai Yufeng's face suddenly changed, and there was an archer hiding in the dark?

Facing the scimitar that was slashed at the same time and the silver feathered arrow shot, Bai Yufeng seemed to have only two choices. He either chose to continue clamping the scimitar and let the feathered arrow shoot through his head, or chose to tilt his head and avoid the most fatal blow, then his fingers would probably be cut into two pieces by the scimitar.

However, how could a master like him have only these two choices? At this critical moment of life and death, Bai Yufeng actually kicked his legs hard and flew backwards directly. The fingers that were originally clamped towards the scimitar were also slightly upward, clamping towards the feather arrow that was shooting.

Almost as soon as his body left the ground, a sound of breaking through the air came in an instant...

[I'm so tired. I've been running back and forth these days, I'm seriously lacking in sleep, and I have to write. Now my head is so tired. Well, but finally I've finished writing, and a big man is about to appear. Guess who it is...
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