Chapter 8 Chapter Eight: The Battle on the Top of the Temple

Han Bai unfolded his body skills, left the old alley of Zuojia, and under the cover of night, followed Mei Niang's instructions, and plundered towards the east of the city. Remembering that he couldn't show his true face to people in Lanyu's side, he took out Xue Mingyu's exquisite mask and put it on, and immediately transformed into the most famous flower picking thief in the world.Feeling that the change was not thorough enough, he simply threw away his outer robe and continued to run to Mei Niang's residence. The more he walked, the more refreshed he looked, thinking that he could meet Meiniang again, maybe he could kill three birds with one arrow, even the two beautiful butterflies moved at the same time, and his mood was inexplicably excited.

After a cup of hot tea, the huge tiled roof of Xuanmu Temple appeared half a mile away. According to Mei Niang's instructions, when she reached the Xuanmu Temple and turned north three miles, it was her Xiangju, Xiangjuju. At this moment, there was a feeling of being watched in my heart. Han Bai looked around, quietly, without any movement.Thinking that he was suspicious of a dark ghost, he jumped down a side alley, increased his speed to the limit, turned left and right, ran about miles away, then turned around and jumped onto a tiled roof. Dazed and horrified, the feeling of being followed continued unabated.

However, the hidden position of the enemy was still not found. Han Bai broke out in a cold sweat. He was clearly being followed by enemies, but he still couldn't get rid of the enemies by relying on old thief Fan's teaching. Could it be that the stalker was far better than himself in his light skills. Who is so powerful?Could it be Li Chimei?Yes it would be terrible. "boom!" In the sky behind, a red glow shot straight up into the sky, and a bright red firework exploded, which was extremely shocking in the dark night sky. When Han Bai was stunned for a while, another green fireworks flare exploded in the sky on the right.

Han Bai was puzzled, could it be that these two signal rockets were coming towards him? Thinking of this, his scalp tingles, now he can be said to have enemies all over the place, Lan Yu, Fang Yeming, Hu Weiyong, etc. all want to kill him, if the opponent's master catches up, it will be extremely dangerous, and he will quickly display his magic skills to the fullest , Flying over the wall, desperately swept in the opposite direction from the fireworks. After running for about three miles, he turned around and headed for Xuanmu Temple. The feeling of being watched and chased has disappeared.

Han Bai heaved a sigh of relief, and after boasting a lot, he jumped onto the back of the tile, soared into the air, crossed the high wall outside the Xuanmu Temple, and threw it towards the tiles that looked like a large sloping square in the Xuanmu Temple. . Just stepping on the edge of the tile roof, a Buddha's name came down from the high ridge of the roof, and someone chanted: "The Buddha taught all dharmas to save all minds. If there is no all mind, why use all dharmas?" Han Bai immediately lost his mind. Just now he felt that someone was watching from the sidelines, and it could be inferred that he was suspicious. Now that someone is blocking the way, but he doesn't have the slightest feeling of "there is someone in front", that is even more frightening.How could such an expert be able to "get past" his demon seed?

He stood on the back of the tile and looked up at his husband with suspicion, only to see a tall and long figure, carrying the starry sky on his back, with an indescribable elegance. Han Baigong gathered his eyes together, although he could see the opponent's bald head and gray monk's robe, but the opponent's true face on Mount Lu was hidden in the shadows, so he couldn't see clearly. Another firework exploded in the sky behind. Han Bai secretly groaned. It wasn't that he didn't want to turn around and leave, but that although the opponent was more than ten feet away from him, his aura was faintly covering him. If he slipped away, the opponent would surely be able to Last come first, cut yourself on the spot.

This thought seemed unreasonable, but Han Bai felt clearly and unmistakably that it would be so. If the other party was not a monk, he would even guess that the person blocking the way was Pang Ban and Li Chimei, otherwise why is it so powerful? It seems that there is no such person in his enemy's family. The man said again in a soft and pleasant voice: "The body is the dharmakaya, the appearance is the prajna, and the use is the liberation. If you stop and watch, you will become the wisdom of concentration. The wisdom of concentration is to clarify the mind, and the virtues are complete."

Han Bai screamed, "I don't want to hate you!" He didn't recognize the other party, but he recognized that what the other party read was the opening and clear words in the Ten Forms of Wuxiang. He naturally touched his cheek wearing Xue Mingyu's mask, and complained in his heart. Could it be that the other party thought he was Xue Mingyu, then it would be miserable. In the distance, there was a whistle full of qi, and it couldn't stop approaching. Han Bai gritted his teeth fiercely, gathered his energy, swept upwards, and punched out, as long as the Wuxiang monk retreated a little, he could break the opponent's momentum and run away desperately.

Wuxiang stood on the ridge of the roof, motionless like a mountain. He proclaimed the Buddha's name leisurely and said: "This heart is true, and delusions begin to be covered up, ignorance is reversed, life and death are forever, just like a blind person walking alone in the dark night, never seeing the sun. Master Xue also returned How long will you be obsessed with it?" He pulled out his palm indifferently, and the palm was only pushed halfway, and it suddenly turned into dozens of palms. For a moment, Han Bai couldn't tell which palm was the target and which palm was the real one, so he backed away suddenly in fright, and returned to the confrontation just now.

Han Bai was puzzled and astonished, what kind of palm technique was this? Why did each palm look like the real thing? First, he used his skills to change his voice, and said to Qu, "Holy Saint, you made a mistake, I'm not Xue Mingyu." Wuxiang laughed and said, "Good! Good! If so, if so." Han Bai said in astonishment: "What is the holy hate talking about? I really don't understand. After all... hey!" Monk Wuxiang smiled slightly and said: "Benefactor Xue has been poisoned by ignorance, so of course he can't understand what greed, anger, and ignorance are!"

Seeing that he identified himself as Xue Mingyu, Han Bai thought to himself that you, an old man, have really been poisoned by ignorance.Feeling very distressed, I hate that the other party's strong momentum is controlling me from afar, how can I get out? The sound of the wind rang out from the left, right and back at the same time. Han Bai immediately broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that he, an innocent "Xue Mingyu", had fallen into the tight siege of the jade hunting army formed by the eight faction alliance. Twenty or thirty figures appeared on the roofs near and far, forming a siege network that made it difficult for him to fly. Han Bai glanced around, he saw men and women, old and young, monks and nuns, everything that one could expect, secretly calling my life miserable. Even if he reveals his true identity now, it won't help.As long as people accuse him of pretending to be Xue Mingyu to pick flowers, he will not be cleared of the crime even if he jumped into the Yangtze River.What's more, he is famous all over the world for his lust, and he has no ability to defend himself than anyone else.At present, the only way to bite the bullet and see how to get out is the best policy. Suddenly a woman screamed: "It's really him, I, Yan Yanru, can recognize him even when it turns to ashes." Of course, Han Bai didn't know that this Yan Yanru had lost her life to the real Xue Mingyu, and had once pretended to be a boat lady to trick Lang Fanyun, who was pretending to be Xue Mingyu, into his boat.Pretending to be surprised, he said: "Miss, did you deny the wrong person? How could I be Xue Mingyu?" Yan Yanru scolded angrily: "Do you think you can hide the trick of changing your voice from me? I used to... Humph! I will definitely break you into pieces!" Han Bai used his eyesight to look at the roof of another house outside the temple wall on the left.I saw Yan Yanru standing on the roof with six other people.She was born with a moving figure, beautiful as a flower, she knew something bad was going to happen, Xue Mingyu must have picked this woman's tone, that's why she recognized her handsome face now. This time it was really self-inflicted and I couldn't live. The others didn't say a word, just stared at him silently, as if making him flustered. What should I do? A pleasant and energetic voice from behind said: "Old man Xiang Cangsong from a scholarly family, Brother Xue is hard to fly now, should he be captured without a fight, or do we want to see the truth?" Han Boxin called my mother and looked back. Xiang Cangsong, the patriarch of the scholarly family, Zhuo Li stands at the back of the square house, dressed in fine clothes blowing in the wind, freehand and elegant, with five willow long beards, one can tell that he is a man of Taoism at a glance. A soft smile sounded from the left side: "Mr. Xiang, there is no need to be polite to this prostitute, and there is no need to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes. Everyone beat him up like a rat crossing the street, abolished his martial arts, and then handed over to the government for disposal. Is it a big deal?" Han Bai looked at the roof next to Yan Yanru, and his eyes immediately lit up. It turned out that the person who was speaking was a charming woman, with slender eyes that reached into the temples, revealing a frightening brilliance, eyes like spots of paint, and a well-proportioned body. , with a long sword inserted in the back, her beauty is even better than that of Yan Yanru, and compared with Zuo Shi, Zhaoxia, etc., it has another touching charm. Seeing that Han Bai was staring at her intently, the beauty shouted angrily, "Bold madman, you don't know how to live or die at the end of your life." Knowing that she was about to start, Han Bai said in shock: "Wait a minute... Hey! I'm afraid there is a little misunderstanding about this matter." At the same time, he caught a glimpse of Leng Tiexin, Luo Wuxiu, Leng Feng and other disciples of Gu Jianchi he had seen before, and thought to himself Could this beauty be Bo Zhaoru, the famous master of Gu Jianchi "Hui Jian"? Monk Wuxiang's loose robes fluttered with the wind in the night, and his calm voice came down: "Benefactor Xue said well, life and death are just a misunderstanding, nothing more." Han Bai didn't know anything about Buddhism and Zen. He knew that he was trying to wake up the "sinner", but he couldn't answer. Not the kind the master said." Monk Wuxiang said softly: "The benefactor is always unconscious, so he is upside down in the sea of ​​life and death, unable to extricate himself. However, the delusion of the heart is true, and the wood is one. The former is like sea water, and the latter is like waves. The sea is originally calm, and it is formed by the wind. Lang. I am an ordinary person, the disease lies in deluding the truth and chasing delusion. If the benefactor can see through this truth and turn away from delusion and return to the truth, how can he still be obsessed with this or that?" Han Bai couldn't help but scratched his head, and said distressedly: "Master is really venerable, no matter how afraid he is, he won't be able to blame you. I just don't know if Master can break through false consciousness and see that I am innocent. Alas! To be honest, I’m actually just Xue Mingyu’s reincarnated brother, and I came to the capital this time to persuade the ‘brother’ to turn his back on his falsehood and return to his true self, to surrender himself to the government, and not to be obsessed.” Before Monk Wuxiang had a chance to respond, a burst of maniacal laughter came from the right, and a dark, thin, wrinkled old man laughed loudly and said, "I thought Xue Mingyu was someone, but it turned out to be nonsense, daring You are as small as a mouse. Alas! You can say such funny words, aren't you afraid of laughing out the old man's teeth?" There were cold snorts and mocking sounds all around. Han Bai said aggrievedly: "Who is this old man?" He wondered how many teeth do you have? The black and thin old man stopped laughing and snorted coldly: "Listen! This old man is Tian Tong from the Wudang sect. Don't forget when you arrive in the underworld." Han Bai groaned in his heart. He had heard of this man's name as early as when he was in the Han family. His "Infinite Sword" ranked third in Wudang, second only to Wudang master Chunyang Zhenzi and Feibai Daoist. An outstanding one, he hates evil all his life, and his shots are very vicious. It's just that the people whose names are reported by the other party are all masters among the eight factions. How can this battle be fought? After messing around for a while, there are at least ten more people around, bringing the opponent to nearly fifty people. It seems that the whole group of Jade Catchers has come to join in the fun. These people are the leaders and elites of the Eight Sects. Han Bai complained incessantly to himself, and the other party was willing to chat with him across the roof, so it turned out that he was just teaching others to share the joy of participating in the roundup of him, an innocent flower-picking prostitute. Suddenly, a sharp and thin voice approached from far away, saying: "Brother Wuxiang, why don't you do it? Do you want Bu Lao to exercise his muscles and bones?" Han Bai's eyes flashed, and next to the old monk above was a fat old man, with a childlike face and white hair, eyebrows as white as snow, long and dusty, like a fairy. Han Bai really lost his mind this time, unexpectedly, he met the two most powerful people of the Eight Sects, Wuxiang Monk from Shaolin and Immortal Immortal from Changbai. The wind sounded again, and next to the "Wuliang Sword" of the Wudang School on the right, there were two more masters, Zhuang Jie and Sha Tianfang. Monk Wuxiang smiled slightly at the Immortal Immortal and said, "We are old, let the young ones take the opportunity to experience it!" He finally gave up the feat of transforming this evil obstacle. Zhuang Jie laughed and said: "That young handsome man wants to play the first team." Eight factions of younger generations all around made noise in unison, eager to try.Everyone knows that if he can catch this fish in the net, not only will he be praised and appreciated by the masters of the eight sects, but he will also be famous in the world and rise to the top. Han Bai was angry, funny and desolate, and shouted: "Wait a minute! I can produce evidence to prove that the wooden man is not Xue Mingyu." The masters of the eight sects were all stunned, how could such a thing be proved? Wuxianghan and Immortal Immortal looked at each other, and at the same time saw each other's doubts. They are both top figures of the Eight Sects, with nearly a hundred years of experience. At this time, Qi felt that Han Bai had a special temperament, which was definitely not like adultery only. A kind and elderly, slightly hoarse female voice sounded from behind and said: "The poor nun has entered the Yun'an to preside over Wangqing, and I really want to know how the benefactor can prove that he is not Xue Mingyu." Yan Yanru said furiously: "Don't listen to his nonsense!" Han Bai turned around, his whole body trembling immediately, and looked at a young nun in her twenties next to Mrs. Wangqing, the head of Ruyun Nunnery. He never thought that a nun could be so beautiful. She is more than half a head taller than Wangqing Shitai, who has a plain face and a tall figure among women. A pair of slender and healthy jade legs can be seen in the fluttering white linen monk's robe, making her stand in the fairy-like Xiang Cangsong Beside her, she still has a majestic figure that stands out from the crowd, and other men and women are even compared to her. In the whistling night wind, the broad nun's robe was pressed against her body, her shoulders were cut like a knife, and her chest showed a plump and beautiful line, which set off like a lotus flower standing upright in clear water, making people's souls seized by it. Her jade face is pretty and beautiful, soft and sweet, but also innocent and pure.The white and tender cheeks reveal a healthy natural blush, which is more attractive than any rouge and powder. Because of her cute little bald head, her neck looks particularly slender and graceful, making her as cute as a little swan and giving people White and creamy feeling. But what fascinates people most is her pair of phoenix eyes, which are slender and long. Under the naturally curved eyebrows, the lacquer-like eyes are clearer and more dazzling than any gemstones.Especially those dimples between her cheeks, who dares to say that this little nun doesn't seduce men to death. It was only at this moment that Han Bai understood why Fan Liangji admired her beauty so much. If she was not selected for the top ten, who would be eligible to be selected? Even after a distance of more than ten feet, Han Bai seemed to have smelled her fragrant and clean aura, which was both clear and plain, blending into an irresistible special aura. If she is willing to let her jet-black hair grow back, she might be able to compete with Xu Yeyue for length.But now she has a not-so-subtle elegance.God!How can such a beauty be wasted to become a nun? I, Han Bai, must do justice for the heavens, and prevent the heavens from despising this beauty. Qin Mengyao's beauty and this little nun's beauty are equally impeccable, beyond the vulgar.It's just that the former has a bit more fairy air, which makes people dare not look at it indifferently, but this little nun has a wild mountain air, a natural and simple beauty that can be seen in the ordinary. She should only hide in the rich and fragrant orchid bushes, wandering on the cliffs of the beautiful stones and breasts. How elegant the look, how light the figure!All of a sudden, his timidity disappeared, and the demon seed was raised to the limit again. Seeing him staring at her intently, the little nun was originally displeased, but when she met his clear eyes, she felt an unprecedented strange feeling, her heart was shocked, she hurriedly pondered the reason, and did not speak out to reprimand. She has been a monk since she was a child, and her heart is as calm as water. Unlike ordinary daughters, she is prone to react rudely to men's gazes. Seeing this man's death is imminent, all the sects in the surroundings have the guts to stare at the woman, angry and furious, shouting and cursing in unison, even Wuxiang monk sighed in his heart, this man is really a childish pervert, he can't control himself to the point of death Such a level. On the far right, a handsome young man with a strong physique clasped his fists and said, "Boy Bodhi Garden Du Mingxin, please allow me to fight this evil adulterer!" Han Bai looked up to the sky with a long smile and said: "There are some decent people who don't even give me a chance to defend themselves. They only rely on one side of the story, which is worse than the government's black prison! Don't forget that Han Bai sent you so-called famous families to the prison. Go, if it wasn't for his great fortune and fate, he would have died a long time ago!" Thinking of the old hatred, he couldn't help being filled with anger. Du Mingxin shouted angrily, shook the long iron rod in his hand, and rushed towards the sky.He is the eighteenth seed master, the youngest one besides Yun Qing's beautiful junior sister Yun Suni.Being arrogant and arrogant, how could he bear the ridicule of the other party, but he shot first without permission. When he landed on his back and smashed out the iron rod, a figure flashed in front of him, and Han Bai turned into the generous back of Monk Wuxiang. He was so frightened that he drew back the stick and exclaimed in dissatisfaction, "Holy monk!" Without looking back, Wuxiang made a gesture to stop him from speaking, and then said to Han Baihe: "Since the benefactor has a way to prove that he is not Xue Mingyu, please show the evidence." Han Bai felt cold in his heart, Wuxiang hated Shi Mingxin's movement, it was as fast as lightning, even he couldn't see clearly, this move alone was enough to explain why he was qualified to challenge Pang Ban. He finally saw the appearance of Wuxiang Monk. It was a face full of strange charm, displaying a frightening divine light, and the skin was tender and smooth like a baby, but the pair of fine and restrained eyes concealed unfathomable intelligence and a mind that could see through temperament. He has a handsome appearance and is leisurely, but he has an irresistible momentum and demeanor, and he has a demeanor that can't be said. His tone was calm, but anyone would feel obedient towards him. Han Bai's admiration welled up spontaneously, and he said happily, "I would like to ask the holy monk to come aside and say a few words, so that I can prove that I am Xue Mingyu's pure and innocent Luansheng brother." Wu Xianghan looked into his eyes coldly, without saying a word. The rest of the sun fell on Wuxiang Monk's face, wondering why this lewd thief chose him as a guarantor, and even more surprised how he could prove that he was not Xue Mingyu with just a few words. Wu Xiangchen said calmly: "If you were not suspected of being Xue Mingyu, the poor monk might agree to your request. But Xue Mingyu has been hunted by enemies for a long time because he is full of tricks. It is this kind of ability to confuse people's hearts. It can be seen that the donor's martial arts took a different path, and he can change his own temperament. The eight sects will never leave difficulties." Although he rejected his proposal, it was reasonable. Han Bai smiled bitterly and said, "I can only tell you this evidence. If even the holy monk can't forgive me, I have no choice but to risk my life and break through." Monk Wuxiang uttered the Buddha's name and said in harmony: "Even though the benefactor is in such a desperate situation, he still sees the color and has his heart. I don't know if the color he sees today is just the inner eye and the outer color dust. It is a coincidence. When will the benefactor Xue come?" It can be seen through. Thoughts drift away, nothing is real, and it is empty after all." Han Baixi said: "Since that's the case, wouldn't it be better for us to shake hands and make peace and go home to sleep?" When everyone saw that he was so stubborn, they were all stunned and annoyed. Wuxiang Monk's face was as calm as still water, clear and empty, staring into his eyes, a look of surprise flashed suddenly. "Infinite Sword" Tian Tong laughed and said: "Although the holy monk has the heart to save people, it's a pity that this person's good roots have faded away early, so it's better to save some time." Monk Wuxiang smiled leisurely, and said lightly to Han Bai: "The devil is born from the heart. If the mind is not disturbed, the devil cannot disturb it. Evil things can certainly disturb people's hearts, and beautiful things can also make people greedy, ignorant and lost. So. To do good or to do evil, it’s all about gains and losses. Throw away the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Benefactor Xue will do it for himself.” In a flash, he returned to the original place on the top of the ridge, as if he had never moved. The reason why he spent so much talking was because he sensed that Han Bai had a trait that was not like a villain.It's just that other people didn't understand, and thought that his mother-in-law wanted to convert these evil adulterers. Once Monk Wuxiang left, Han Bai and Du Mingxin were left in a confrontational situation. Han Baichang laughed, straightened his back, and became mighty and calm. After staring at the beautiful Yun Suni, he moved back to Du Ming's heart and shouted: "Boy! Do it!" Amidst the sound of hunting, more than a dozen torches were lit far and near. Du Mingxin is a famous empress, so he didn't get angry at his mocking words, he calmed down, raised his eyebrows, and struck out with a stick. This Du Mingxin has always been cultivating in the Bodhi Garden. This time he came to Beijing for the first time. Although everyone knows that he can be selected as a seed master and should not be a mediocre person, they still don't have much confidence in him. A stick, although it looks ordinary on the surface, has a kind of fierce and unparalleled potential. Whoever is in the front will never dare to make a tough fight, and the younger generation can't help applauding in unison. Leng Feng, the friend of the master of the ancient sword pool, applauded even more, obviously admiring this handsome man. In fact, everyone in the younger generation knew that Xue Mingyu was not easy to mess with. Although he wanted to make a move, he was always timid. This Du Mingxin dared to challenge him, which made him stand out among the young and good players. Yun Su is one of the younger generations who is not applauded. Her peaceful heart can't pull the "Xue Mingyu" in front of her and the flower-picking thief together. This is purely an intuition.From this, it can be seen that she has a lot of wisdom roots, and her cultivation base is quite good. At this time, someone thought that Xue Mingyu never left his sword, why this man is empty-handed, how can he defeat the enemy? Han Bai was also taken aback by his sharp stick technique, he raised his magic skill, and struck out with his palm, hitting the end of the stick. "Huo" sounded a pneumatic strike. Du Ming let out a muffled snort, but he forced him to take half a step back. All the onlookers around turned pale in shock, even Monk Wuxiang was moved by it. Why is Xue Mingyu so much stronger than the rumored him? Du Mingxin's iron stick is one of the three treasures of the Bodhi Garden, called the Splitting Stick, it is very heavy, and it was actually surfed half a step by the opponent's palm, which shows how terrifying the opponent's internal assistant is and how clever his skills are.How do you know that Han Bai is the second person from the Demon Sect after Pang Ban to practice the great method of cultivating demons. Du Ming's heart retreated without confusion, and his single sticks turned into countless stick shadows, rolling towards Han Bai like a frenzy. People with sharp eyesight such as Wuxianghan, naturally know that he changed calmness into cunning, and wanted to avoid fighting with the other party's internal strength. It is a pity, because the bodhisattva method in Bodhi Garden is in line with Buddhist principles, and it is subtle to keep a pure mind. Treachery defeats its purpose. Sure enough, Han Bai's spirit was lifted, without hesitation, he punched a few times in a row, and immediately became full of energy, covering Du Mingxin with his staff and stick in the amazing fists, and laughed loudly: "Masters of the Eight Schools, this The boy is your representative, if you lose, you will let my innocent twin brother Xue Mingyu go." Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, there is such a shameless rascal in the Jianghu. Du Mingxin was left clumsy by the attack, no matter how the bodhi stick technique changed, he always punched and swiped the opponent to seal him to death, he was so frightened that he changed from attack to defense, and tried his best to hold on, waiting for a chance to counterattack. For a moment, the shadow of the stick and the wind, if everyone is thrilled. Han Bai got excited and laughed, letting Du Ming's fists play tricks on him in a small space in his heart. Everyone in the eight factions worried on behalf of the society. If this continues, Du Mingxin will kill the other party sooner or later. With a sound of "Sa!", a dagger turned into white light and attacked Han Bai. Han Bai didn't even look at it, he kicked the dagger away, and shouted: "Who is sneak attack?" Someone shouted: "I am Song Kun, the chief arrester of the capital." After saying that, he flew to the sky and landed behind Han Bai. Han Bai thought to himself that you are Song Kun, he struck Du Mingxin on the head of his stick with his palm, and the opponent fell back ten steps away from the cabin, and turned to look at Song Kun. As the wind broke out, seven figures rushed into the battle circle, completely surrounding Han Bai.Two of them recognized one was Leng Tiexin, the other was Yan Yanru, a beautiful woman, the other was old and tender, and the other was a Taoist nun. Song Kun is about fifty years old, with a yellow face and protruding eyes, and a thin figure with bulging temples. He holds a small shield in his left hand and a knife in his right.No wonder he can become the chief of the police in the capital.Seeing Han Bai looking towards him, he shouted: "The thief will be arrested before he bows his head." With the shield raised, the long knife slashed at his face. The second one was Yan Yanru, who stabbed at his waist with the sword in his hand like a poisonous snake, without mercy. No one knows the power of "Xue Mingyu" better than her. Even after taking the poison pill made by Yu's family in southern Fujian, she still looks like a normal person. When Leng Tiexin and the others saw someone making a move, they naturally joined forces to attack Han Bai under the influence of Qi. Han Bai laughed, and spun in a circle, with both palms and feet, one kick hit Song Kun's shield, the other kicked the Taoist nun away, his right palm braced Leng Tiexin's sword, and his left hand flicked at another old man. At the short hook of the old man, he shrugged his shoulders and received a hard punch, and at the same time put Yan Yanjia's swordsman under his side, that kind of strange and boundless adaptability, even the Wuxiang monk secretly marveled. Demon species have a characteristic, the more they are under pressure, the more they can play. In addition, Chi Zunxin's soul has integrated into his body, and he knows the characteristics of weapons in the world. The combination of these two factors makes people stunned. Yan Yanru was the most terrified, even she herself didn't know how the other party could hold his swordsman. When she wanted to draw the sword hard, a strong force came from the blade of the sword, and she let out a coquettish hum, shaking her hand and retreating. Han Bai became very demonic, and slammed into Yan Yanru. Song Kun and the others turned pale with fright, fearing that he would hurt Yan Yanru, they used their unique skills to attack and intercept Han Bai hard. All of a sudden, thousands of sword lights shot out from Han Bai's arms like sunshine in all directions. It turned out that Yan Yanjia's long sword was in his hand, and the sword lights shot out like a thousand troops, suffocating all attackers. Seeing that Han Bai ran into Yan Yanru's arms, he could take advantage of the opportunity and take her as a hostage. When he thought that the other party had caught up with Yan Yanru and pulled Yan Yanru away with his peerless body skills, the Immortal Immortal grinned, raised his bearded brow and long beard at the same time, put the whisk behind his back, and lightly pressed his big palm on his shoulder. Relying on his status, he disdained group fights, he only used 20% of his strength in this palm, but he was confident enough to make Han Bai lose his resistance, allowing others to capture him alive. The top master's attack is really extraordinary, the people of the eight sects immediately burst into cheers, and the futility was swept away. At this juncture of life and death, Han Bai yelled wildly and used the magical power of beating. "boom!" Fight with vigor. Han Bairuo broke the string of the kite and threw it away with his palm. The first person who felt something wrong was Immortal Immortal. When he pressed Han Bai's right shoulder with his palm, not only did he not feel the force bumping against it, but it was empty, and he was horrified. What kind of body protection magic is this? The seven weapons greeted Han Bai who was thrown into the air at the same time. The sword in Han Bai's hand turned into a layer of sword net, protecting his whole body like a thorn, and rushed towards Song Kun, the head catcher. Song Kun gritted his teeth fiercely, knowing that if he could block him, he would be trapped in a tight siege. With left shield and right sword, he was about to go forward with all his strength, but Han Bai opened his mouth and blew, and the arrow pierced his eyes. Stabbed, to ensure that the pair of "tricks" would not be safe, he lowered in shock, and moved sideways, revealing a gap. This style of play was the first time he encountered it. Han Bai speeded up suddenly, and threw it towards the outer tile back. There was a rumour, and the experts from the eight sects who were watching all around couldn't hold back, and jumped into the arena one after another, determined to attack with all their strength. "boom!" Han Bai fell on the tiles like a thunderbolt, the broken tiles flew horizontally and splashed, smashed through the tiles abruptly, and fell into the main hall of Xuanmu Temple.