Chapter 1100: Zhang Heng

Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, but was aware of the true body of She Yin Niang with the help of the sword silk, Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of shock.
There is no doubt that She Yinniang has not cultivated into the Yang Shen, and walked on the road of the sword fairy in the world, but she has forced herself to be so embarrassed, which is quite extraordinary.
His own four Zhuxian swords and the magic weapon of his life have not yet been used, but the ordinary Yang Shen and Zhi Dao are definitely not his opponents.
what does this mean?
It means that Lady Sheyin has the power to kill the sun and the Dao!
It seemed that he had noticed Zhang Bairen's sword silk, and the cadre who had been violently attacking Zhang Bairen instantly turned into a rainbow of light away, entangled with the sword silk, and wanted to compete with the sword silk.
The material of the sword silk is not as good as the general, so Zhang Bairen didn't dare to directly face the general, but constantly mobilized the sword silk to travel around and cut towards the body of the woman.
The two divine swords were constantly entangled in the air, Zhang Bairen's whole person was shrouded in darkness, the universe of heaven and earth became dark in an instant, constantly plundering the power of the sun to repair his flesh.
"Come on, taking advantage of the heavy damage to this servant, I will wait to take it down!" A golden token flew out, and in a short time, the world flew sand and rocks, and the big stone hit Zhang Bairen fiercely.
"Looking for death!" Zhang Bairen looked at Lingbao's ancestor blankly. This token was unusual. It was a legacy of Lingbao's ancestor and possessed infinite power.
A palm stretched out, the sky thunder rolled, and the earth-shaking thunderbolt smashed down to everyone in the field.
The real Yang gods cried and cried out to avoid them, and immediately called Zhang Bairen's heart to have an idea, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw the sky thunder across the void and smashed towards the Yin mother in the pavilion.
"Wow!"
The Gan Jiang returned to protect him, and he merged with She Yin Niang and turned into a rainbow escape: "I have learned the great tricks of the governor today, and the little girl will come to enlighten me in the future."
Zhang Bairen's face was cold, his hair turned around his left thumb, the shady all over his body disappeared, and his figure reappeared in the world.
If it were not for the torn clothes on his chest, everyone would have thought that Zhang Bairen had been severely injured before, but it was just an illusion of everyone.
"Wow!"
A scarlet writing brush came to Zhang Bairen, and the talisman pointed out the ghost crying wolf howling vision that was earth-shattering, and there seemed to be a shadow standing next to the talisman pen, holding the talisman pen, and pointed towards Zhang Bairen.
"You're looking for death!" Looking at the teacher of the Northern Heavenly Master who regarded death as home, Zhang Bairen's eyes turned murderously, and the long sword in his hand was rolled up, carrying swords and flowers, and greeted the rune: "I really thought to call the imprint of Zhang Daoling, the teacher. Can you defeat me?"
The scattered petals are entangled by the power of cause and effect!
The sky seemed to have rained countless flowers, and countless petals shrouded in the field.
The strange thing is that Zhang Bairen's sword was not aimed at the head teacher, but a small tree next to his home.
A crisis of death suddenly enveloped the hearts of the crowds in the field. It seemed that they didn't know where this crisis came from and where it was going to come from.
Fear!
disturbed!
Panic!
Countless fears spread in my heart, it seems that my feet are stepping on the cliff and death is approaching.
"The governor is merciful!"
At the critical moment, the ancestor of the Sun God of the Northern Heavenly Master finally came, and with a flick of his finger, the little tree had already been held in his hand by him.
When the sword gas passed, the bluestone was cut open, and the ancestor of the Northern Heavenly Master was shocked and sweaty.
This sword almost cut all the heroes in the field!
The entanglement of cause and effect in the dark, Zhang Bairen turned the yin and yang upside down, and all the cause and effect gathered in that small tree.
Operate for the death technique, the heroes in the field died for that little tree!
If Zhang Bairen were to be cut down with a single sword, I was afraid that the consequences would be disastrous, and half of the monks in the field would not be able to endure causal killings and would die.
"The governor is too hostile, why do you want to kill!"
The rain of flowers disappeared, and the little tree was thrown on the ground by the ancestor, with emotion in his eyes.
"People want to kill me, why can't I kill people! Do you want to take care of the capital's nostalgia?" Zhang Bairen crossed the sword on his chest, and slowly wiped the blade with his fingers.
"The art of the governor's killing and cutting is unmatched in the world. The old Dao only seeks the immortal way in this life. It is no different from the governor, but it is not easy to practice. Please let the governor let them live!" The old Taoist sighed slightly.
"Meet the real person!"
The real people of various Taoist temples bowed to the ground, their faces respectful, and their eyes filled with excitement.
"Real people, this eagle dog actually suppressed more than 40 real people in my family. Now five or six days have passed. If it is delayed, we must kill people! Since the ancestor is out of the mountain, please let the ancestor except this eagle dog!"
"Old ancestor, Zhang Thief actually colluded with Buddhism to invade my Taoist sect. He also asked the ancestor to support justice and punish Zhang Thief!"
Two real people from an unknown house jumped out, and at this time, their faces were sorrowful and sued Zhang Bairen.
"Talk more, in front of the Governor, how can you speak!" Zhang Bairen swept the sword out of his hand instantly.
"The governor is merciful..." After all, the ancestor's words were too late!
Blood splashing~EbookFREE.me~ The intestines and internal organs are accompanied by blood, which flows slowly on the ground.
Don't look down!
Who would have thought that Zhang Bairen would dare to draw a sword and kill someone in front of the real person of the Northern Heavenly Master Daoyang God!
The two monks were split apart and turned into four.
There was silence in the field for an instant.
"Bairen, you...you are afraid that you have entered the Left Road!" The ancestor's eyes were full of solemnity.
"Everyone once told me that I have entered the left path and it is difficult to become a sun god. But the superintendent broke the shackles and went straight to the sun god's realm, and the person who said I had gone astray at the beginning is still just following the rules. Constantly struggling in the reincarnation!" Zhang Bairen flicked the long sword in his hand and returned to its sheath like a sparkling sword.
Although the clothes were shattered, they were a bit more majestic and brutal.
Facing Zhang Bairen's sharp gaze, all the heroes bowed their heads, with indignation in their eyes.
Looking at Zhang Bairen, the ancestor of Beitian Shidao swept the audience, and finally looked at Bodhidharma, with a gloomy expression: "Buddhism has begun to revive again, are you ready to the fairy opportunity in my middle domain?"
"Amitabha Buddha, Bodhidharma has seen a benefactor! Immortal machine is the immortal machine of all living beings. Tianzhu is bitterly cold, and the world is all gathered in Middle-earth. I can't wait for Middle-earth to compete for the fairy machine. I can only sit and wait for death in vain. In practice, people ask for life from heaven, how can they not fight?" Bodhidharma bowed.
"The old man also knew a monk back then, and he called it: Bodhidharma! But he was burned to death by the fire, and he burned to death with the World-Venerable!" The ancestor sighed slightly, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Oh? The old monk also seems to know a monk named Zhang Heng. He has a good demeanor, but it is a pity that he has more than one father, he is the representative of the tiger father and the dog son!" Dharma smiled coldly.
The old Taoist's face suddenly became gloomy, and with a stroke of his palm, he saw a banner coming from the sky: "I'm about to learn the monk's brilliant move!"