Taking one step, avoiding the slap from the old Taoist Huaiying, Zhang Bairen finally withdrew his gaze from the Big Dipper and then performed the first move today.

Rotate your neck!

Zhang Bairen turned to look at Old Taoist Huaiying, and then looked at Shin-man Kitze again.

"Your son, you dare to randomly interfere with the world's general trend and help the evil and walk with Yang Guang. Now that my ancestor is facing each other, why don't you kneel down and admit your mistakes quickly and change your mind and become a new person?" Huaiying scolded.

"Do you still have to be grateful to cry and cry, and quickly offer the Book of Heaven?" Zhang Bairen looked at Huaiying with a smile on his face, and the smile on his face made people unable to help but be moved by it.

"The Book of Heaven is in your hands? Then you will kneel down to the ground and present the Book of Heaven!" Huaiying's eyes were filled with ecstasy: "If you can offer the Book of Heaven, the ancestor will spare your offending sins, otherwise you will definitely let you know the power of the ancestor's family law."

Zhang Bairen sighed softly and looked at the people in the field: "Who can lend me a long sword?"

The crowd was silent, and the next moment, the next moment, the warriors from all walks of life took out the long swords in their hands and held them up like offering treasures.

Who is Zhang Bairen?

That was the number one person in the swordsmanship in the world. If Zhang Bairen could use the long sword, Zhang Bairen would definitely be left behind.

The will of the number one person in swordsmanship is a priceless treasure for the monks in the world.

"You're the one!" Zhang Bairen grabbed the palm of his hand, and a broken and gray sword flew out in the field and fell into his hands.

"My sword!" A down-and-out warrior looked at Zhang Bairen's choice of his own sword, and he fainted with joy for a moment. He felt that his eyes were black and everything was gone.

"Today, I watched the Beidou night, and I learned a sword technique, called it: Beidou Seven Star Sword; if you don't dislike it, please appreciate it!" Zhang Bairen's long sword was instantly unsheathed, and no one saw the long sword, but suddenly the extremely dazzling Beidou Seven Stars suddenly rose in the field.

"The Big Dipper is high!" Zhang Bairen muttered slowly, and then the Big Dipper divine light in the sky bloomed. At that moment, it seemed to merge with the Big Dipper around Zhang Bairen.

No one saw how Zhang Bairen set out his sword, and no one knew when, how he took the sword. He only saw a divine light flashing. Zhang Bairen stood quietly, holding the long sword in his hand.

The Big Dipper disappeared, and the moonlight shone in the sky. All this was too fast, so fast that everyone had no time to react.

"No!" Kitazawa exclaimed.

The head of the Beitian Master Dao in the distance also said in horror: "Stop!"

"Little beast, I am your uncle, you dare to kill me!" Huaiying Zhenren glared at Zhang Bairen with his eyes and covered his neck hard.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, and Huaiying fell slowly to the ground.

"Zhang Bairen, you dare to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!" Beize Zhenren roared.

"I not only dare to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, but I dare to draw my soul and refine my soul!" Zhang Bairen's five gods all over his body were operative, and the water god he had cultivated actually took steps from his kidneys in one step. The water god in his divine nature was blessed by the Dharma image. The next moment, he saw that the water god and Dharma image were grabbed, and the Yang God of Huaiying was trapped in a corner. No matter how hard he tossed, he could not fly out of that inch of land.

At this time, the Yang God of Huaiying gathered and dispersed invisibly, full of fear: "Little beast, do you dare to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors? It will definitely be difficult to tolerate the world in the future!"

"Do you know? No one has ever dared to slap me in the face. Even my mother has never slap me in the face. Who are you?" Zhang Bairen's face was cold. The Water God Dharma Eye grabbed the Yang God of Huaiying, and instantly returned to the kidneys and disappeared.

"Stop, you, the beast you are the one who is in trouble, stop quickly!" The blue color in Kitazawa's hands was flowing, and a cold wave that was overwhelming swept towards Zhang Bairen.

The original source of water moved, and the cold wave instantly turned into an oncoming airflow and was blown away by it.

Before Kitazawa's real person could react, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the ancestral orifice from the divine nature. Before Kitazawa's real person could react, he was gone.

"Stop!" At this time, the head of Beitian Shidao arrived at the scene and rushed towards Zhang Bairen.

"Do you dare to fight with me?" Zhang Bairen looked at the disciple of Beitian Master Dao who was rushing towards him with expressionless expression.

The headmaster stopped abruptly, his eyes looked at Zhang Bairen, showing a pleading look: "Grandmaster, stop now, this is your uncle and uncle, and the elders of the Zhang family. If you kill him, it will be impossible to tolerate the world if it is spread!"

"No one has ever slapped me in the face!" Zhang Bairen turned around and swept through the heroes in the scene: "This governor not only wants to kill his body, but also wants to light the sky lantern of his Yang God, so that his soul can be scattered and died!"

While speaking, an ancient copper lamp appeared in Zhang Bairen's hand. Unlike ordinary copper lamps, the wick of this copper lamp is a spherical bead, but now the beads are dim.

Runes flowed on the copper lamp, Zhang Bairen used the forbidden method and imprisoned the souls of the two. Then wisps of the sun's true fire gradually rose up.

Screams spread, and the people around him suddenly became creepy and their hair exploded.

"Little beast, you must die a bad death!" Huaiying's true yang god kept roaring and roaring to the sky.

"If you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, if you have eyes, you will definitely not call you to enlightenment!" The Sun God of Beize kept wailing under the flames of the Sun True Fire.

Of course it is not really burning, but fire, and the remnant power of the sun's true fire continues to burn.

Zhang Bairen looked at the heroes in the distance with his eyes: "Five hundred years, I want you to burn fire for five hundred years, and then my soul was scattered!"

After saying that, he put away the copper lamp directly. On the other hand, the head of the Beitian Master Dao suddenly became anxious and quickly stopped Zhang Bairen: "Grandmaster, Grandmaster, you can't kill! You can't kill! This world can tolerate traitors, but you can't tolerate those who deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. For the future of the Grandmaster, I hope the Grandmaster will think twice!"

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen sneered: "Why should this governor be tolerant to all people in the world? My heart is wider and wider than this world. What can't be tolerant to all?"

"Minister Kitazawa loved your mother the most back then. For your mother's sake, you can't really kill your uncle!" The master coach persuaded him earnestly.

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen disagreed and just looked at the head master quietly with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "So what? I will naturally say to my mother, so let's get out of the way!"

"You have killed Master Huaiying to make a big mistake. Can you continue? Master Huaiying is indeed wrong first, and now he has suffered retribution, but Master Kitazawa is innocent. If you release Master Kitazawa's soul, everything will be saved!" The head sected.

Zhang Bairen's eyebrows slowly raised up and his eyes stared at the head: "You wouldn't force the governor to kill you too, right?"

After hearing Zhang Bairen's words, the head master was shocked, and layers of shadows of death swept overwhelmingly, as if a mountain collapsed and tsunami were unstoppable.

"He is serious! If I continue to talk, he will really kill me!" Kitazawa Zhenren was frightened and immediately kept silent and hurriedly made way.

Zhang Bairen walked past the head master with a expressionless face, came to Zhang Lihua, looked at the heroes in the distance with his eyes, and after a while, he said: "Today's matter is a decisive battle. The third time of the battle will be decided as soon as possible to select the person who will die!"

Zhang Lihua brought the old soup: "You haven't had any rice in a day, so you've almost drunk the old soup."

Zhang Bairen took the old soup and drank it slowly.

"These two annoying old guys are finally dead, we can go back!" Dingdang said excitedly, as if he had a natural yearning for killing.

Putting down the old Tang, Zhang Bairen wiped his palm with a handkerchief, and a long sword shot out suddenly, inserted it next to the awakened warrior.

"Ah!" Looking at the long sword in front of him, the warrior who had fainted before felt that his head had started to rush his blood and he kept getting dizzy.

"Brother, will you change your sword?"

"Brother, my sword is inlaid with nine pearls. Will you change it?"

"Brother, my sword is made of iron fetus and contains divine light. Will you replace it with this broken sword?"

In an instant, a group of people surrounded the warriors in a noisy way, and after talking nonsense, the warriors refused repeatedly: "No change! No change!"

"Damn it, that bastard, where is my sword? Who stole my sword?" Suddenly, the heart-wrenching shout of the warrior came from the chaotic crowd.
Chapter completed!