First Class Taoist Gate

"What do you mean by that? Are you unwilling to hand over the canal drawings?" Zhang Bairen's palm slowly landed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"No! It's not impossible to hand over the drawing to you. It's just that the group of big guys behind the gang is not easy to fool. I will hand the drawing to you. You need to give me a good reason and the person behind it. Okay, or you might as well just kill me. Just like that, the big guys behind the canal drawing will not let me go." Fantianhe closed his eyes directly.

Staring at the Fantian River for a long time, Zhang Bairen said, "Well, you can draw a word down."

"Okay, the superintendent is really sensible, and he won't be embarrassed by the superintendent. As long as the superintendent can win the trio, half a roll of the canal drawing will be given with both hands!" The Sanhe Gang leader exited the field as he spoke. .

"How do you compare fighting methods?" Zhang Bairen said casually.

"Two wins in three rounds!" The Sanhe Gang said: "The living room is too small, and the backyard is a private martial arts field underneath. Please also Master Li to move."

After hearing the words of the leader of the Sanhe Gang, Zhang Bairen nodded: "Alright! Alright!"

When I came to the backyard, the martial arts field occupies an area of ​​the size of acres. The bottom is mud, not paved with blue bricks.

"Which one of the three will come first?" Zhang Bairen didn't rush, standing quietly in the court.

One of them came up silently, paid a respectful salute to Zhang Bairen, and then rushed out suddenly, with a slender scimitar in his hand out of its sheath, wrapped in a horse, and rolled up a series of murderous intent, actually divided into three between the shaking of his body. , Came from all sides beheading Zhang Bairen.

"Somewhat interesting, illusion has reached your level. It's not easy. It's a pity that I met me." Zhang Bairen still had the strength to comment, with the sword spirit lingering in his eyes, and no one could describe the amazingness of the training. The world is vast and vast, and that gleam of sword light is the sun between the vast world.

"Pouch"

A handful of blood spilled, and Zhang Bairen's long sword sank into the opponent's throat.

"Cuckoo"

The blood splattered continuously.

"Ba Ga ￥%￥%￥%#a*( In a series of Dongying languages, Zhang Bairen only understood the word "Ba Ga".

"I have been practicing this magical power for thirty years, why was it broken by your sword!" Feeling the sword energy that penetrates into the heart, my own defense seems like paper.

"It's just a small path!" Listening to the other party's blunt Chinese, Zhang Bairen drew out the long sword fiercely, and the blood ball rolled down the long sword and dripped onto the ground.

"I hate the Dongying people the most. I didn't expect the Sanhe Gang to collude with the Dongying people." Zhang Bairen said indifferently, and the chill made people stand tall.

"idiot"

The other two Dongying people saw that their companions had not yet made a move, and they all shot together in an instant. One of them went straight into the ground, and the other had a flash of sword in his hand, and he cut his head towards Zhang Bairen.

"boom"

The soil broke open, and the two cooperated just right, forming a mortal blow to Zhang Bairen.

One of the Dongying people in "Smoke" chanted a curse, and saw the green smoke lingering, and the whole person disappeared in the green smoke.

"Only this escape technique is remarkable, it can be regarded as superior magical powers, and the rest is nothing more than illusion! If someone else meets it, it may be really troublesome, but it's a pity that I practice innate swordsmanship, and innate sword intent eliminates all arrogance. Void, illusion has no concealment in my eyes" Zhang Bairen sneered in his heart, of course he would not say this.

"Huh"

Taking a step forward, just avoiding the scimitar emerging from the ground, Zhang Bairen took a long sword and sent it into the smoke in front of him.

"Cuckoo"

The eyes of the ninja in the smoke were so shocked that he couldn't catch his eyes! His body was weak and limp to the ground.

The mud rolled, and the half of the scimitar shone with cold light in the soil, and it cut towards Zhang Bairen's crotch. Once it was cut by the scimitar, not to mention the cut off the descendants, the whole person would be pierced by the long sword.

But the opponent is hiding in the ground, trying to kill the opponent can be said to be even more difficult.

"Pouch" Zhang Bairen's long sword broke out, the ground slowly stained red, and the half of the scimitar swayed gently on the ground.

Zhang Bairen fell lightly on the tree, and saw that the hem was cut in the middle, and he couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat from the bottom of his heart. As long as he slowed down, his descendants might not belong to him.

"The smoke is poisonous!" Zhang Bairen's head was slightly dizzy. Fortunately, he killed the opponent immediately before. Otherwise, this time he really might have to fall into a runaway, not to mention losing his life, at least he would lack arms and legs.

"What a handsome skill! The world underestimates you!" The leader of the Sanhe gang on one side was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Bairen to kill the martial artist carefully prepared by the organization after only thirty breaths.

Zhang Bairen stroked the sword, watched the blood slowly fall, and raised his eyes to look at the Sanhe gang leader opposite: "This superintendent has killed three alien races, now you can speak."

"It's a pity, even if you kill three people, I can't say it!" The words fell, the Sanhe gang leader turned around with a sonic boom and jumped off the wall.

"You have known that you and other bandits have no words, do you think you can run away?" Zhang Bairen's long sword was sheathed, and the trapped fairy rope flew out of his sleeve automatically, and shot away in an instant. Jumped onto the wall, already trapped firmly.

Zhang Bairen held the other end of the trapped fairy rope, shook and pulled, and the leader of the Sanhe Gang was dragged back.

"This..." The leader of the Sanhe Gang continued to struggle, but it was difficult to break the rope on his body, and his color suddenly changed.

"How? Give up this time!" Zhang Bairen took the long sword and slapped the head of the Sanhe Gang on the cheek: "This time you can tell the whereabouts of the canal drawing."

"Hmph, if I don't say it, maybe there is still some way to survive, if I say it, I will die on the spot immediately" Fantianhe said with disdain.

"That's right, you can see it clearly. I originally wanted to keep you alive, but who would have thought you would collude with the Dongying martial artist... You can't keep you today" Zhang Bairen's long sword drew across the face of the Sanhe Gang leader, with a trace of blood flowing : "After saying that this lieutenant will give you a pleasure, otherwise we will be so good to concoct you, until you can't stand it."

"Huh!" The Sanhe Gang snorted coldly.

Zhang Bairen received the long sword. Although he was six years old, the immortal rope had a magical effect. It had its own power. Fantianhe seemed to be weightless in his hands. Zhang Bairen dragged him to the lobby and walked outside the lobby.

"Leader!" Seeing the muddy-headed and mud-faced Fantianhe who was constantly eating dirt, everyone in the Sanhe Gang changed their complexion and took up arms and surrounded them.

"A group of bandits, there is no good thing to harm one party" Zhang Bairen snorted coldly: "The court handles the case, you are still not allowed to let go."

"Let go of your helper and spare your life!"

"Hurry up and put the helper down."

"Little boy, I dare to plot our helper, and I will make you look good today."

Looking at a group of colorful Sanhe gangs with different clothes, looking at him fiercely, Zhang Bairen sighed helplessly: "Sure enough, the children suffer! If I am an adult, keep these **** shut up."

Without saying anything, Zhang Bairen released the sleepy rope and rushed into the crowd holding a long sword.

Swordsmanship shrouded, and although the Sanhe Gang in front of them polished their muscles and bones, they were good for ordinary people, but for Zhang Bairen, they were vulnerable, as if they were killing chickens and ducks.

Everyone couldn't see Zhang Bairen's sword at all, they just felt a cold in their throat, they couldn't even feel the pain, and their strength had been taken away.

"kill!"

Zhang Bairen acted mercilessly. The people outside couldn't see the tragedy of the people inside, and kept huddling back and forth. The people inside saw Zhang Bairen's fierce swordsmanship, and desperately retreated, but they couldn't squeeze the outsiders. For a time, the Sanhe Gang performed martial arts. Tang was panicked and shouted constantly.

Until there was a layer of corpses on the ground, the smell of blood rose to the sky, and the blood filled the audience along the white marble. All the people were stunned and then scattered, scrambling to escape the Sanhe Gang general altar.

Randomly searched the Sanhe Gang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Bairen carried a backpack and dragged the Sanhe Gang leader towards the local Yamen Prison.

"stop!"

Seeing Zhang Bairen's weird look, the yamen officer was taken aback.

"I am the superintendent of the Military Secret Mansion, and now I am enlisting in the Yamen Prison to prepare all kinds of torture objects, which must not be violated!" Zhang Bairen took out the military secret mansion's waist card.

"Military Secret Mansion?" The officer looked at the gloomy token in Zhang Bairen's hand, and only felt a chill instantly rushing to the top.

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