He Minghai fell to the ground with a pale face and looked at the other party in disbelief: "How is it possible?" How could he lose like this? The other party didn't even draw his sword.

Suddenly he looked at the other person's outfit and the thin sword around his waist, and suddenly said in surprise: "You... are you Shura in white?"

When he heard He Minghai's scream, the faces of the aged martial artists around him were filled with shock, and they even subconsciously took a few steps back, just as the young man in white was not a human, but an evil ghost from hell.

Someone in the crowd asked: "Who is Shura in white?"

An older martial artist immediately replied: "That's the people from the Hell Gate! They are here to avenge the Blood Rakshasa!"

As soon as they said this, the people around them immediately became a mess. The bloody Rakshasa had washed the new land before and killed so many people was right in front of them. In their eyes, the bloody Rakshasa was much more terrifying than He Minghai, Zuo Zhicheng, Jiang Tianzheng, Xiao Jingyang and others.

What's more, He Minghai was dealt with by the other party just now after a few efforts, which further deepened their fear of the white Shura in front of them.

The white-clothed Shura, the eldest disciple of the Red Sun Monk, looked at the fearful and scared crowd around him with a little disgust and said disdainfully: "Since you have seen it, I will just say it."

"In the next few days, we will visit all the major martial arts schools in Xinlu one by one. If you have any masters, just show it out quickly. Don't always send some minions to waste my time."

The students and martial artists around him looked at Styx in shock and angrily, looking ready to go. But an invisible pressure was shrouded by Styx, making them tremble their hands, but no one dared to take action.

The man in front of him just flashed a few figures, and he knocked He Minghai to the ground with his sword. From beginning to end, he didn't even pull out the sword at his waist, and the battle ended.

Who is He Minghai? The branch owner of Zizai Pavilion has undoubtedly revealed his martial arts during the Xinlu period. Many people even suspect that he is more powerful than the young Zuo Zhicheng.

The gap in strength is too big. No one here is foolish, especially after experiencing the ravages of Xue Luosha and Zuo Zhicheng, which makes them more aware that many times, when facing masters, the number of people is useless.

Seeing the cowardly look of everyone around him angry but not daring to take action, Shura Styx shook his head: "It's really disappointing. Faced with such humiliation, you don't dare to stand up. So what else can you learn martial arts? What kind of skills are you practicing? Go home and farm."

While saying this, his eyes swept towards the people around him with a pressure. The sharp eyes swept everyone down, with a look of shame on their faces, but no one dared to look at him.

snort.

With a cold snorkeling, Styx turned his head and left. Not only was he disappointed with the so-called martial arts hall in Xinlu, but he also looked down on the target ghost fist of this trip.

‘I’m still mingling in a countryside like Xinlu, how strong can I be? The master brought us all over this time, which is really a big deal.’

And He Minghai, who had been half kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth and looked resentful, but he did not challenge him again from beginning to end. Behind him, the old servant Zhongbo pressed his shoulder tightly: "Young master, don't be impulsive. The white-clothed Shura is not bad, let alone how many people are coming with him."

He Minghai stood up with a pale face, and said nothing, so he took Uncle Zhong away.

Leaving everyone in panic.

"What should we do? Even Master He is no match for this white-clothed Shura, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? Give up the loss, Master He was hit by three punches and two blows. Who is his opponent in the entire Xinlu?"

Suddenly, Qin Wu, the president of the Martial Arts Society, said with a gloomy face: "Who is the president of the Martial Arts Society? As the president, when so many of our martial arts schools really encounter problems, you can't be a turtle, right?"

Since Zuo Zhicheng became the president of the Wushu Association, Qin Wu has become more and more sad. The shame of being defeated by the other party has made the situation of the Wushu Association even more difficult.

Seeing the enemy facing him at this moment, he couldn't help but ridicule Zuo Zhicheng.

"It shouldn't Zuo Zhicheng have known the other party's identity long ago and ran away early?"

After he said this, everyone immediately vented their fear and anger on Zuo Zhicheng.

"Hmph, I said at the beginning that it was unreliable to let a yellow-haired boy be the president, and I had no responsibility at all at the critical moment."

"No, A Fei." A man pointed at A Fei's nose and asked, "When will Zuo Zhicheng come back? He is the president of our association, so he has to block us, right? Master He has been on the way, so they won't go and compete with the white-clothed Shura?"

"Yes, Zuo Zhicheng ran away. I'll let this martial arts association break up."

Just when Ah Fei was speechless and was unable to explain, Qin Wu said quietly: "Master Jiang is Zuo Zhicheng's master. Since his apprentice has run away, the master must say a few words, right?"

"Yes, where is Master Jiang?"

"Let Master Jiang come out!"

The speaker obviously didn't really think that Jiang Tianzheng and Zuo Zhicheng could fight against the white-clothed Shura. They just wanted to find someone to stand in front and keep their martial arts school safe from it.

A Fei shouted, "No. Master was injured a few months ago. You all know this! If you ask Master to come out, do you still have any backbone?"

"Zuo Zhicheng has escaped by himself. What qualifications do you have to say about us?"

"Yes, it's not your martial arts school that was chosen, so of course you are not in a hurry!"

Of course, some people also had a few words to A Fei when they were in contact with the martial arts master who had acquaintance with Haoran Martial Arts Hall. The two men quarreled for a while, but in the end they were left alone and they dispersed.

The Red Sun Monk and his group were like a cloud, covering the entire New Land martial arts world, which made everyone panic all day long. The martial arts were abolished and the martial arts hall was swept away every day. Some people even attacked and poisoned Shura, the White-clothed ones, but were all caught and beaten to death.

So some martial arts schools chose to surrender directly.

Four days later, only the original Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall was left, which is now the Haoran Martial Arts Hall and the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association.

On this day, under the scrutiny of hundreds of people, five disciples including Shura, white-clothed, came to the door of the Haoran Martial Arts Hall. Everyone looked at the scene with nervous expressions.

As the last martial arts hall in the New Land martial arts world that has not been swept away, this is already the last position. If even Haoran martial arts hall is swept away, then the entire New Land martial arts world can be said to be in a slump from now on.

But looking at the closed door of Haoran Martial Arts Hall, no one felt that they could block the attack of Shura and the others in White.

...

At the gate of the city, Li Xunyi carried the sword box and said with a smile: "I finally arrived. Is this Xinlu? What is the most fun place here? There are also delicious and delicious food, so I will introduce it to me."

Zuo Zhicheng said coldly: "No interest."

"Apart from practicing, you really have no fun in life." Li Xun turned his head and looked at Jiang Qing and said, "Sister Qing'er, it's better to take me around tomorrow."

"Yes." Jiang Qing nodded, looked at Zuo Zhicheng, but stopped talking, but in the end she didn't say anything. As she walked over, she felt that the other party seemed to have completely changed, getting colder and colder. During the day, the words said in less than five sentences, which made her heart more and more worried. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Let’s go for the third update again today, one update in the morning and two updates in the evening. I only want to subscribe, monthly tickets, and recommended tickets.
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