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Duxian cliff, four seasons gate.

Time flies, blink of an eye has passed a month, a month, Bai Xiaobei also integrated into the small group of sijimen.

Sword Pavilion let chop wind, cloth son, green language three sword repair improve quickly, after idle boring, began to harass Bai Xiaobei.

In a short month, Bai Xiaobei was living in deep water. At first, there were only three of them. Every day, they only came to challenge Bai Xiaobei.

Later, it was miserable. I didn't know what Hao ranfu thought. Seven Qi refining friars who understood the meaning of the sword came to Bai Xiaobei and asked Bai Xiaobei to train them.

Bai Xiaobei really doesn't know who is honing who. The strength of the three men, Jianfeng, Buzi and Qingyu, can't be said. Bai Xiaobei relies on daze, swift swallow and Lingjia, and is defeated every time.

Qi refining friars became the source of Bai Xiaobei's self-confidence. All the seven Qi refining friars' flying swords were of medium spirit level. He was embarrassed to use the magic weapon, so he took out the best flying sword thunder light sword of shuize demon ape, and put together seven Qi refining sword cultivation talents in turn.

After that, seven Qi refining sword cultivation talents joined hands to fight one. Bai Xiaobei was easy to deal with one, and two could do the same. Even if there were three, Bai Xiaobei could barely defeat him. When he was four, Bai Xiaobei promised that he would not lose. After seven people joined in, Bai Xiaobei directly beat him into a pig's head.

Hao ranfu's guidance ability is not generally strong. Bai Xiaobei's many shortcomings are pointed out to the point. If Bai Xiaobei shows signs of being lazy, he directly asks the three major disciples to beat Bai Xiaobei, so that Bai Xiaobei's combat effectiveness will be improved in a straight line in a short time.

However, the strength of the seven sword cultivation talents is too strong. Even if it is the three men of Jianfeng, Buzi and Qingyu who fight with the seven sword cultivation talents alone, the consequences are quite miserable.

Early in the morning, Hao ranfu called three disciples. Behind him, he was an ordinary man with dishevelled hair.

The little monk of straw hat stood not far away with his eyes red. His hands holding the sword began to turn white because of excessive force.

"Which of you three has time to go to the village? A vicious monk appeared in the village and killed many villagers in the village

Hao Ran Fu looked at the three disciples. He could have ignored this kind of thing, but the village was not far away from them. They couldn't care if such a thing happened and asked for help.

As soon as hear is this kind of thing, chop the wind eye to shine a way: "the opponent what strength?"

At the same time, cloth also slightly raised his eyelids, and Qingyu also looked at Hao ranfu.

Hao Ran Fu thought for a moment, frowned and said, "I don't know. According to the monk's behavior, it is estimated that he is a Qi refining friar. There is no difficulty."

Chopping wind immediately ignored, turned around and walked: "I've gone to practice. This kind of strength can be solved by calling a disciple casually. Do you still need us?"

The expressionless cloth is also so, such an opponent is not worth his time.

As soon as he heard that he was a monk with the strength of gas refining, and he had been living here for a month, Bai Xiaobei had a headache for a long time. He even said, "what do you think of me, master?"

Hao Suifu was not interested in him. He was not interested in him

Bai Xiaobei was so happy that he could finally stay away from these madmen. He immediately said, "let's go now. Who will lead the way?"

Hao ranfu wondered why Bai Xiaobei was so happy, but he didn't think much about it. He pointed to the little monk with red eyes and said, "little buns are from podmu village. You can go with him."

When the little friar of straw hat saw Bai Xiaobei willing to go, he was surprised and said, "thank you, elder martial brother Xiaobei!"

At the same time, he quickly ran to the embarrassed villagers and said, "uncle, you are waiting for us here, and we will come back to pick you up soon."

The frightened villagers quickly nodded their heads and said, "you go, you can go, you should be careful, be careful..."

Seeing the villager's look, Bai Xiaobei was probably frightened by the ferocious friar. He pulled the straw hat Friar and said, "let's go by the paper crane. I've just learned how to defend the sword. I can't take anyone."

These days, in order to avoid them, Bai Xiaobei began to learn the art of imperial sword. However, although he had a good foundation and was quick to learn, he was too lazy to practice after learning.

A golden paper crane opens its wings. This is Bai Xiaobei's discovery from shuize demon ape storage bracelet. There are several paper cranes, all of which are advanced gold paper cranes.

The lowest level of paper crane is white, then blue, and the higher level is golden paper crane. Its speed is almost the same as that of ordinary monks in the later stage of gas refining, and the most important thing is that it consumes little spiritual power and is stable.

Under the public's watching, Bai Xiaobei sits on the paper crane with a small bun. The paper crane flutters its wings quickly and flies towards the distance.

Along the way, Bai Xiaobei chatted with the steamed buns. The little monk of straw hat was in a bad mood and worried about his mother.

The total number of people in Dianmu village is only about 300. The little monk of straw hat was brought by a disciple of the four seasons sect a few years ago. At that time, it was because the little friar of straw hat got lost. Who knew that the qualification of the little monk of straw hat was good, so he stayed in the four seasons gate."Don't worry. After all, there are few friars who are extremely vicious. It's estimated that something has happened to make your uncle misunderstand. According to the distance you said, we can arrive in half an hour."

Bai Xiaobei looks at the straw hat friar. He looks around him in a hurry. He can't help comforting. At the same time, he murmurs in his heart. Don't meet the bloodthirsty demon Xiu.

The lower the demon Xiu is, the more ferocious he is. Driven by instinct, they may eat human beings. If they really meet demon Xiu, many people will die in podmu village.

The little friar of straw hat quickly nodded his head and said, "it should be OK. It should be OK."

Along the way, several unsuspecting tiger headed Eagles met the flying paper cranes, but they were not afraid. On the contrary, they followed one by one, as if they were preparing to take the paper crane and Bai Xiaobei as food.

A touch of sword, a few tiger headed Eagles suddenly scared to run around, in the blink of an eye disappeared without a trace.

Within half an hour, Bai Xiaobei, with a straw hat, saw a small village living at the foot of the mountain. He first found out that Bai Xiaobei in caimu village suddenly felt bad.

Seeing this, the little friar of straw hat stood up in a hurry. His eyes were red. There was no smoke or shadow in the whole village. On the contrary, there were black air swirling around the village.

"Magic repair!"

Bai Xiaobei has been in contact with the magic cultivation, just like the magic ape in the water, like the breath of the demon baby. The breath here is somewhat similar to it.

Soon, Bai Xiaobei flies down quickly with a straw hat. As soon as he lands, Bai Xiaobei, who has sharp eyes, is aware of a broken and almost rotten corpse not far away.

This is the body of an old man with crutches in his hand. The body seems to have been bitten by something. The blood is gone and the body is incomplete.

The little friar of straw hat flies to a thatched house not far away. Bai Xiaobei uses his divine sense to check it. Suddenly, he is surprised. There is no breath of life in the thatched cottage. On the contrary, there is a stream of gloomy evil Qi flowing.

Sure enough, the thatched cottage soon heard the sad cry of the little monk with straw hat. Bai Xiaobei walked past and saw that the little monk with straw hat was crying bitterly with an incomplete, almost dry and rotten corpse.

Bai Xiaobei didn't disturb the little friar of straw hat at the moment. He looked around. In a short time, Bai Xiaobei met more than a dozen corpses, all of which were blood essence lost and their bodies were incomplete.

After a baby's body appeared to be only a few months old, Bai Xiaobei's heart was full of killing intention. All these people were human beings, and they were treated like this as food.

Bai Xiaobei's divine sense is so weak that he can't detect it too far away. He can only see a place with strong evil spirit by naked eyes. The murderous Bai Xiaobei directly sacrifices the big swallow and flies to the place with strong evil spirit.

When he got close to him, Bai Xiaobei felt that he was short of breath. A ferocious magic flag was floating in the place surrounded by magic Qi. Under the magic flag, hundreds of corpses were scattered below, all of which were turned into nutrients for the magic flag.

"Who?"

A sharp cry came, the magic flag instantly unfolded, and a tall and thin man wrapped in black cloth was revealed from inside. His red eyes twinkled with crazy killing breath.

After seeing Chu Bai Xiaobei, the devil licked his teeth bloodthirsty and said with a sneer, "get out of here right now. Our well water will not invade the river."

The magician found that Bai Xiaobei was a master at the foundation level, and the big Ze swift in his hand gave him a feeling of extreme danger, which made him try to calm down and didn't want to fight with Bai Xiaobei.

"Why kill so many villagers?"

Bai Xiaobei looked at the incomplete corpse under the mendicant, and his anger quickly expanded. Both the old man and the child did not let go, and they became sacrifices.

After seeing Bai Xiaobei's expression, the demon cultivator immediately sneered: "a group of mole ants are the sacrifice of my little magic flag. It's their honor. Why? Do you want to avenge the ants? "

As soon as the words fell, the little magic flag around the mender quickly shrank into a strange flying sword flag.

On the small magic flag, countless black souls roared ferociously. Thousands of souls made Bai Xiaobei's eyes red and said, "isn't it better to use spirit and ghost for the little magic flag? Why use so many ordinary people's souls? "

You know, what the little magic flag needs is only soul sacrifice. The effect of spirit ghost is much better than that of ordinary people. The devil mender actually uses the soul of ordinary people to sacrifice.

The magician couldn't help laughing and said: "joke, little magic flags also need flesh and blood. The bigger the resentment is, the more delicious the flesh and blood will be, and the more delicious the soul will be. The most important thing is that they don't need spirit stones. At least 3000 souls can complete the sacrifice. Why not choose a method that doesn't need to cost?"

The angry Bai Xiaobei suddenly erupts, and the tide swifts wildly towards the mender.

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