Faced with this powerful blow, the monk in gray robe had a rich horror in his eyes, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing that the black sword transformed from the breath of cultivation was about to split the body of the gray-robed monk. Bai Shi's voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

The sound was as if condensed from the power of the sky. When it echoed, it was like thunder. After these monks heard it, there was a roar of echoes in their ears, and in the banging echoes. They saw Bai Shi's palm suddenly wave, and with this roar of golden light transformed by the power of cultivation, suddenly rushed out and stirred on the black big sword.

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment when this golden stream of light hit the black sword, the shocking explosion also echoed like thunder at this moment. And in this explosion, you can see waves of shock waves of cultivation spreading around. A sound of buzzing sounds, like a muffled thunder that is echoing.

Under the shock wave of this power, when the monks around them sensed it one by one, their expressions changed. Because when the shock wave of this power touched their bodies, they felt a strong resistance force also attacked. And under the strong resistance force, their bodies were as if they were bound and could not break free.

But even so, everyone could clearly see that the strange monk in the air took a step back under the powerful impact force. His expression suddenly turned into a rich solemnity at this moment.

But Bai Shi was motionless at this moment. Until the solemn pause of the strange monk's expression, his footsteps suddenly stepped forward. As he stepped on, it was like the power of rebounding in the void that made Bai Shi's body jump into the sky. His eyes were concentrated on the strange monk and said in a deep voice: "What kind of capital does a person like you who ignores the life and death of his disciples have to be someone else's uncle?"

Shirashi's words seemed extremely plain, but this plain tone sounded like a kind of deterrence from the depths of his heart. Even under this deterrence, the monk in a strange manner also showed an incredible look in his eyes. It was obvious that he was surprised at this time. Why could Shirashi resist the attack he had just now?

"Whether I am the uncle of others or not, what do you have to do with you?" The strange monk tried hard to suppress his inner shock. The solemnity on his face quickly became indifferent after a moment. This indifference made people look like he didn't care about anything.

In fact, in front of so many monks, he should indeed suppress his inner fear in this way. Even when facing the enemy, he must do this. Otherwise, he would have lost to the other party in terms of momentum. Such a battle had already decided before it even began. But even so, the tone of this strange monk was no longer as deterred as before. He seemed much plain and gentle. It was obvious that there was a kind of fear hidden in his heart for Bai Shi in front of him.

Hearing this, Bai Shi smiled slightly. The smile contained an extreme cunning, and seemed to have another kind of sarcasm. The book said: "Of course it is not my business whether you can be someone else's uncle. But... Gray Rou is already a person in my mining village and is no longer your nephew. So you have no right to kill him."

"Just!" Facing Bai Shi's words, the strange monk suddenly shouted and said, "Do I kill him? Do you have to go through your permission? Look at the monks next to me, they are all at the Immortal level. Do you think that even if you have many people, you can really compete with so many of us monks?" At the end of the words, the monk showed confidence in his eyes.

In fact, Bai Shi was just patient at this time. He agreed with the words that Ye Qiu had sent with the power of his mind. Yes, these people were all subordinates of the Manshan Master, and they were related to the monks who were stationed at the entrance of the Sixth Day Pass before. If he had fought with these things at this moment, it would indeed be a bit inappropriate. If Bai Shi had taken action before, he would have taken action before and would not have talked so much to him.

But at this moment, Shiraishi had to endure it. He didn't want to continue fighting, nor did he want these monks to see the fight. Because he promised these monks to give them a stable home. So he didn't want to fight. Of course, in some forced circumstances, he had to fight. So Shiraishi smiled slightly and said, "I don't want to fight with you, and you don't want to force me to fight! At this time, I should have watched too much blood and didn't want to continue watching. You should go back."

"Haha, little kid, you speak so naively. This may be related to your age. You are too young! Do you really think we will leave? Haha, this is simply a big joke!" Hearing this, the strange monk suddenly burst into laughter.

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to him. Just kill him directly and take his head to meet the master! As for those traitors, take them all back for the master to lose." When the laughter of the strange monk fell, a monk in white robe slowly stepped forward in the void and said in a deep voice.

After his words fell, the sharp sword he held tightly in his hand emitted a series of cultivation auras. When Bai Shi sensed this cultivation aura, he immediately knew that he was a quasi-immortal cultivator. But even if he was a quasi-immortal cultivator, he had no deterrence to Bai Shi at this time.

On the contrary, those cultivators with low cultivation and weakness felt the aura of cultivation spreading, and then felt a powerful and powerful resistance, which made their breathing become rapid again.

Bai Shi's eyes did not move towards the monk. In his opinion, the cultivator of the other party's quasi-immortal seemed to have no right to say anything to him. So his eyes were always concentrated on the true immortal cultivator, and smiled slightly, and as the smile appeared, it seemed a little bit loud. The power of thought was also subconsciously released in his mind. Even the moment the power of thought was emitted, it suddenly turned into a breath of cultivation, gathered in front of him, turning into a golden defense circle, translucent.

This defense circle was used by Bai Shi to isolate the cultivation aura emitted by the quasi-immortal cultivator. The moment the defense circle appeared, the quasi-immortal cultivator's expression suddenly became solemn, because he clearly felt that there was a powerful resistance force at this moment, which was resisting his palm. Even under this resistance, a faint numbness came from his palm.

"You just shouted before you appeared. That sound was a magical technique... and your speed could also enter my eyes. However, I really don't want to fight with you. Please believe that it was not that I, Bai Shi, who was afraid of you, but that there were some monks in my mining village, who had some interactions with you. I believe you know very well why Master Manshan has not killed me for so long. I can even tell you clearly that before you, he had sent many monks... But..." When Bai Shi said this, he suddenly fell silent for a moment, as if he was silent.

After a moment, he sighed lightly and said, "I don't think I need to continue talking. You should know their fate." After Shiraishi said that, there seemed to be a little regret in his eyes.

Hearing this, the monk wearing strange clothes suddenly showed a cunning smile on his lips. Before this, he sensed Bai Shi's cultivation power. Although Bai Shi's cultivation power was quite powerful, he probably couldn't handle it even with so many monks in the immortal stage. In this regard, the monk wearing strange clothes had enough confidence in his heart.

So the man suddenly took a step forward. After taking this step, a muffled sound suddenly came from the sky, and waves of power fluctuations spread around: "Since that's the case, then come and fight!"

"This is you, forcing me to fight!"
Chapter completed!