When Meng Bai came here, one was to eliminate all evil, and the other was to plan some benefits for himself. In this case, the bandit leader in front of him had been regarded as cooked ducks, so how could he allow them to escape? In that case, Meng Bai should really find a pillow and knock his head to death on it.

Although these four bandit leaders are old and short on weekdays, they often fight side by side. They seem to have a deep friendship. However, they are all because of the battle of the best and they do not bear any psychological pressure, so they can't see anything. But now it's different. Meng Bai's almost crushing strength makes them all know that the possibility of all living is absolutely non-existent, and the greater possibility is that they all die. In this case, whoever can escape first may have a glimmer of chance. After all, when choosing one and three, fools will choose three. After all, this is the greatest result and the greatest victory. If you go to the front line a little slower and become a choice between two and two, it is a matter of probability. If you have good luck, you may have a chance to escape. If you are not lucky, you will only die faster. Therefore, these four bandit leaders are all fighting for their greatest chance of escaping.

However, although they had already overestimated Meng Bai's strength, they still underestimated a lot. At this moment, Meng Bai rolled up his sleeves, and the wind blew, and the wind surging, just like the legendary Feng Boyu Master. The misty wind and rain scent quickly lingered, turning into a whirlpool, surrounding them all.

Although one of the bandit leaders used his convenience to break out of the encirclement, speed was ultimately affected. Meng Bai attacked in an instant, and the newly born Tianyi Xuangang broke out directly and turned into a sword energy as thick as a finger. It was as sharp as a long dragon. The void drew an arc, slashed with one spin and one slash. At that time, he cut a hole in the chest of the man who was about to put a shield. "Puff--", this person was like a balloon, and he was much shriveled at that time.

The reason for such a strange phenomenon is very simple. This person had been hit by Meng Bai's big handprints of essence and blood for several times. The skin and flesh on his chest were separated, and there was blood residue in the middle. Once it was cut, it naturally faded, which gave people a great shock. Especially the person involved himself.

At that moment, the severe pain made the bandit leader not care about escaping anymore. His body stopped abruptly and first adjusted his true energy to comfort himself. At this moment, Meng Bai's body flashed silently like a maggot on his tarsal bone, and he stretched out his right hand and arranged two consecutive palms on his vest.

When that was the case, with another scream, the bandit leader exploded open. His skin was like a balloon, and it collapsed and shattered in private, flying all over the sky, and his flesh and blood and bones were completely shriveled, like a mummy. A relatively large gap was directly cracked on the mummy's chest, which could be seen clearly. The inner heart was already empty and there was nothing left.

At the same time, a drop of bright red color and fragrant blood drifted in the void. However, the drop of blood did not exist for long. Immediately afterwards, an invisible wind blew over and swept it away. The bandit leader himself was dead. He didn't see it, but he didn't feel anything. However, the other three bandit leaders were all terrified in their hearts. Because they all saw clearly that this drop of essence and blood was swallowed by Meng Bai.

At this moment, Meng Bai's image was like a legendary human-eating demon. Coupled with his amazing strength, it was even more suspicious. Originally, the three of them were at a disadvantage and did not dare to compete with Meng Bai, and now they were even more timid. So, Meng Bai opened and closed his sleeves, and swung his sword energy like a whip like a ring, spitting wildly, banning them from the circle, preventing them from escaping. At the same time, Meng Bai himself put his hands together, used the seal of essence and blood, and placed them on the three of them, turning all their qi and blood essence into essence and blood to feed back.

Not long after, five drops of essence and blood appeared in front of Meng Bai. Without any delay in time, Meng Bai opened his mouth and sucked it out of thin air, blew up the wind, which swept them into his mouth.

Under normal circumstances, no one dares to devour essence and blood so crazily. After all, essence and blood are the condensation of the essence of a person's life, and the power contained in it is very huge. If it is not good and cannot be digested, it is not a great tonic medicine, but a fatal poison. However, Meng Bai doesn't care. He is very sure in his heart. Knowing this situation is far from enough to hurt himself.

Because his physical body is so powerful that it is comparable to the peak of the master. Although he is suffering a lot due to the reversal of the true energy, he is only at the level of the fall and his foundation is not damaged. This is equivalent to a rice field with extreme drought. The easy rain can only bring benefits to him and will not pose any threat to him. Even if the heavy rain of essence and blood is not replenished quickly enough, it is likely to be evaporated before it can be achieved, resulting in great waste. It can be said that the actions taken by Meng Bai at the moment are the most correct actions.

When Meng Bai fought against the bandit leader and swallowed the blood, the side would naturally not be empty. There were also many bandits who came out from all over the place and prepared to surround Meng Bai. However, Meng Bai's state was too fierce, which made them hesitate and did not rush up to fight as soon as possible. When they came to their senses, Meng Bai's battle had ended and began to take the initiative to kill them.

At this moment, there were very few people who actually shouted and shouted and were ready to resist, and the others were scattered like birds and beasts. They were already at a disadvantage and could not work together to gather together. This situation was naturally beneficial to Meng Bai. Meng Bai instantly summoned his own speed to the limit, and his body was like a glimpse of the glitter, moving around the Bishan bandits. He did not make any gestures to swing his palms or chop his swords, as if he was strolling in the garden. However, the pores around him were secretly opened, and sword energy burst out, either as sharp as a sharp sword or as thin as a cow's hair, one after another, covering all the ordinary Bishan bandits.

A series of muffled screams sounded, one after another, one after another. Soon, the road where Meng Bai passed by was corpses everywhere. No one escaped from Meng Bai's hands, and all died, completely dead. At this point, Meng Bai's mission to come here was completely completed.

Since entering the Great Yuan Realm, this is Meng Bai's most heartwarming battle. Although his opponent is not very good, he has performed unscrupulously without any restraint. His physical relaxation has naturally relaxed his state of mind. Unconsciously, Meng Bai suddenly felt an excitement in his calmness. This excitement was not simply a feeling in his heart, almost filling his entire body. It seems that if he continues like this, he can gain great freedom and great bliss.

This situation made Meng Bai feel a little alert in an instant. He knew very well that many good people were very taboo about killing at the beginning, but if they killed more, they might become more and more excited as they killed, and eventually fell into the devil's path and became a great devil. As for martial arts, there is no difference between the right path of the devil's path, the difference is just a different concept. However, as far as Meng Bai is concerned, he does not agree with the style of the devil's path, and has never had such thoughts in his heart, so naturally he will not be willing to slide in this direction by himself. Therefore, at the first time, Meng Bai stopped and no longer killed casually. Instead, he consciously controlled his own means, only abolished their martial arts and no longer directly killed.

On the surface, it seems that there is not much difference. It can even be said that it is an alternative torture to these bandits. It is better to die directly and die early and be reborn early. After all, people like them rely on force to show off their power to the outside world, suppress dissidents, and bully the weak. Once there is no protection of force, they will definitely be rats crossing the street and everyone shouts to beat them. However, for Meng Bai, the meaning is different. This is a success of his self-discipline and self-control, which makes his mood more baptized.

After passing this level, if Meng Bai had to continue to do similar killings next time, he could be sure that this situation was no longer enough to stir his mood. In a sense, Meng Bai should have become more cold-blooded, but Meng Bai himself had no choice but to change this. This is something that was inevitable in the process of cultivation and promotion. What Meng Bai could do was to use the convenience of the system to keep himself as much human nature as possible, so as not to completely transcend and become a god without emotions.

Meng Bai also wants to be a god, but what he wants to be a martial god, a human god, and there are big differences here. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the kind of gods who have no feelings and just perceive the way of heaven and act according to heaven. It can even be said that they will have more advantages and receive more blessings in enlightenment, but it is contrary to Meng Bai's original intention.

Mr. Yang Zhu, a famous scholar, once said: "I don't want to benefit the world!" Meng Bai's previous insight into this was that Yang Zhu himself was not a good person, and he was a little too serious. He just gave it, so why not give it? Anyway, he also has principles and bottom lines, and it is impossible to give it infinitely. But now, at this moment, Meng Bai seemed to have some understanding, thinking that Yang Zhu was adhering to the Tao and serving the Tao, and his realm was far from comparable to Meng Bai's current state. When could Meng Bai do this, he felt that his path to the king could be easily achieved!

Meng Bai felt that after his own transformation, he ignored these bandits who had lost their martial arts skills and went down the mountain. Of course, he would not let these bandits die so much. In the end, they were bandits. Even if they had no martial arts skills, they were still strong. Once they crawled into some remote mountain villages in groups, they could still be vigilant. Although there was no way to compare with the previous situation, they might not receive the punishment they deserved. Therefore, when Meng Bai went down the mountain, he deliberately released the news of their situation, allowing the people who had suffered for a long time and the caravans who had passed away to pay their debts.

These people are worthy of death. Although Meng Bai doesn't do anything, it doesn't mean that they will be free from justice. Meng Bai is running along the way, absorbing the power transformed from essence and blood, like a dry and cracked field, crazily swallowing the blessings of rain and dew, and returning to his peak state.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when Meng Bai cleaned all the essence and blood condensed by the four innate masters, his body was shriveled, but at least, there was no problem simply in his image. However, Meng Bai himself knew that in his current situation, if he wanted to completely recover as before, at least he had to get the essence and blood of the four innate masters.

This naturally requires Meng Bai to continue to work hard. However, Meng Bai did this time and naturally would not feel any hard work. Besides, through this fall and recovery, Meng Bai could feel that his physical foundation had been greatly trained. Although this feeling is not obvious yet, it is enough to make him understand it. Meng Bai estimated that after his physical condition completely restored to normal, he should be able to reach a higher level. In this way, he would be more confident when competing for the leader of the Three Gangs and Nine Associations of the Waterway.

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"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Accompanied by a series of applause, the special iron arm mechanism of the iron arm flying eagle, whose reputation shocked the Three States, was completely knocked down and flew out, and his remaining right arm was also broken shoulder-to-shoulder, leaving only a little drooping.

At this moment, the iron-armed flying eagle looked at Meng Bai with anger and grief, "Who are you? We have no grievances and no grudges, why do we come to trouble me?"

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know. Now your essence and blood are useful to me!" Meng Bai also accelerated the attack speed even more. In a blink of an eye, he slapped the back of the iron-armed flying eagle again. Some tiny sounds of flesh and blood were heard. He became a balloon man, swollen, transparent, and looked very terrifying.

At this time, Meng Bai followed like a shadow, and he didn't even have the chance to say another word to the Iron Wall Flying Eagle. He beat the cow across the mountain and directly penetrated the swelling skin, completely exploding the shrinking flesh of the Iron Arm Flying Eagle. Only a drop of essence and blood was left, condensed, emitting a refreshing fragrance, which was taken away by Meng Bai.
Chapter completed!