Chapter 105: : Bai Yuan Fu Zhu

Bai Yuan's figure dashed from left to right, as if entering an uninhabited state, harvesting the lives of disciples of the Four Martial Arts, not even the Shaolin Temple disciples who retreated to the side.
Those Shaolin disciples were also unlucky. Their leader Yuanci died, and the dragons had no leader. They wanted to withdraw from the battle, but they didn't expect the white ape to rush into the middle of them and kill them.
More than a dozen Shaolin disciples, without the guardianship of the Xuan-level martial artist, let alone the opponent of the white ape, under the attack of the white ape, let alone resist, there is no chance even to escape.
In an instant, more than a dozen Shaolin disciples were slaughtered in despair.
The other three disciples did not even have time to come forward to rescue them.
So far, half of the more than 100 disciples of the Four Martial Arts have been killed or injured in the hands of Bai Yuan.
Of course, the Jedi counterattack of a dozen Shaolin disciples before their deaths also added a few wounds to the white ape's body. One of them was blood constantly flowing out, and it seemed that the injuries were not minor.
The white ape's white hair has been dyed red with blood, and the cruel and violent aura exudes from it, like a of murder.
"Everyone, this white-haired beast is powerful and has a cruel temperament. Let's not fight against it. Let's walk around and fight as much as possible. It has been injured. It won't be long before it will lose itself without fighting."
Wen Xiangrong, a martial artist of the Yanyu Tower, said loudly.
So the remaining dozens of disciples of the Three Martial Arts group surrounded the white ape and fought each other, trying to use the method of delaying time to drag the white ape alive.
The White Ape was not a fool either. The disciple of the Three Martial Arts wanted to delay time, but he wanted to make a quick fight.
The disciples of the three martial arts besieged it instead of attacking it, so it seized the opportunity and took the initiative to attack.
Although the entire army of Shaolin disciples was annihilated, there were still three major Xuan-level martial artists and a dozen high-level Yellow-level martial artists at the scene. No matter who the white ape attacks, they will join forces to force the white ape back.
In order to avoid repeating the mistake of the Shaolin disciples' annihilation, the three martial arts disciples worked together and united in an unprecedented way. It was no longer so easy for Bai Yuan to defeat them as before.
Facts have proved that the method of wandering and fighting against the white ape is still very effective.
Bai Yuan wanted to kill the disciples of the three sects, his huge body moved frequently and quickly, his true essence was consumed quickly, and he had no chance to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries, and his combat power became weaker and weaker.
"Now!"
Bian Xiqi of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley grasped an opening exposed by the white ape, and threw the copper medicine pestle in his hand as a hidden weapon, and slammed it the white ape's back, making a muffled sound.
A ray of blood came out from the corner of Bai Yuan's mouth, and he looked up to the sky and let out an angry cry, his bloodshot eyes stared at Bian Xiqi, and attacked him desperately.
Bian Xiqi's pressure surged, and in shock, he couldn't help retreating.
Bai Yuan followed like a shadow, waving his arms staggered, his sharp fingertips cut through the clothes in front of Bian Xiqi, leaving blood marks on his chest and abdomen.
If the white ape's speed is faster, or Bian Xiqi's retreat speed is slower, he is in danger of being broken.
When the white monkey attacked Bian Xiqi, a big flaw appeared behind him.
Wen Xiangrong of Yanyulou slammed the folding fan in his hand, and three fan bones made of stainless steel flashed out with cold light, deeply nailed into the back of the white ape.
The Qingxu Dao leader of Qingcheng Temple swung a long sword in his hands, from top to bottom, marking a foot-long wound on the back of the white ape.
White Ape's back suffered two heavy injuries, and blood spewed out immediately.
Perhaps stimulated by the back injury, the white ape's forward sweeping speed suddenly accelerated, and a pair of giant palms, like a pair of steel forks, pierced deeply into Bian Xiqi's chest.
Roar--
Amidst Bai Yuan's cry of anger, his hostility broke out, and the giant palms that pierced Bian Xiqi's chest were torn to both sides.
Bian Xiqi screamed, and his body was split from the middle. In an instant, the sky was full of blood and the internal organs were also splashing everywhere.
"Uncle Master!"
Seeing Bian Xiqi's tragic death, the injured ghost hand retreated to the side with his eyes completely red, and roared: "Beast, I'm fighting with you!"
He threw himself at the white ape, but when no one arrived, his hands were raised, and dozens of silver lights had already shot out.
He carried hundreds of silver needles on his body all the year round, ready to be used to defend his life. At this time, in order to avenge Bian Xiqi, he shot them all at once.
Dozens of silver needles are as dense as rain, covering dozens of acupuncture points in the whole body of the white ape.
If the white ape’s strength was at its peak, these silvers would not pose any threat to it, but now the ghost hand is angry, and the white ape’s true essence has been consumed too much, and its strength is less than one-third of the usual, although most of the silver needles have been used by the white ape. His palms were knocked out, but there were still a few silver needles deeply nailed under its skin and flesh, in the acupuncture points.
The white ape only felt half of his body numb, his true essence was not running smoothly, and his body's movement speed was greatly restricted. After that, the Qingcheng Guanqing Xudao who attacked Qingcheng quietly bullied him to his side and swung his long sword. , Cut it to the ground with one arm.
Losing an arm, the white ape's combat power was lost in half. It seemed to know that its strength was not enough to protect itself, so it gave up attacking the ghost hand, and wanted to flee outside the valley.
"Beast, you have killed so many of us, do you still want to leave?"
Wen Xiangrong of Yanyulou suddenly shook his right hand outwards, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a hidden weapon and flew out at high speed. One end of the folding fan slammed into the heart of the white monkey.
The white ape felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a huge giant, and his eyes went black and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
As a result, the white ape's injuries were increased, and the combat strength was reduced by a bit, and his figure was already a little staggered as he flew.
Hundreds of disciples of the four sects were killed and wounded by the white ape. Each sect suffered heavy losses. Those who were still alive hated this white-haired beast. How could he escape?
Dozens of people caught up with the white ape, surrounded it, and attacked the white ape with fists, long swords, and hidden weapons in turns, without giving the white ape any chance to rest.
In the blink of an eye, the white ape suffered several severe injuries. Seeing that it could not escape, it rose to the fore and fought to the death.
Its final madness once again took away the lives of seven disciples of the Four Martial Arts Schools, including the Taoist Master Dong Xuan of Qingcheng Guan.
Seeing that his nephew was killed, Qing Xu couldn't help being furious. He grabbed the sword of a Qingcheng disciple next to him, and lifted up in the air with a form of "Flying Dragon in the Sky", then his body turned upside down, and a form of "Dragon Diving in the Abyss". On the top of the head, the point of the long sword pointed downwards, piercing from the top of the white monkey's head.
Qingxu's sword has the three flavors of fast, accurate, and ruthless swordsmanship. After the tip of the sword pierced the top of the white ape's head, the sword body did not enter half of it.
The white ape's two-meter-high body shuddered like an electric shock. Then slowly fell to the ground, arousing a lot of smoke.
Bai Yuan bowed his head and was condemned, all the warriors on the scene were relieved, and some couldn't help cheering.