At the peak of the peak of Diling Mountain Town, the situation is frequent, and Satoshi Yamamoto, who has already regarded the Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda as a bag, obviously did not expect that Jiugong would be able to fight back at this time.

The subordinates he brought over were not martial arts masters, but they were also masters of the confluence stream, although the sword gang could not be compared with Sanada Blade, Satoshi Yamamoto and other masters, the victory was in the crowd, and the twenty swords came out together, and they could even form a net to kill the martial arts master.

Unexpectedly, just in this breath, Jiu Gong had already mentally controlled nine of his subordinates, and with knives out, they all slashed at the red-clothed priest.

The red-clothed priest was concentrating and chanting the Soul Binding Spell, it was a normal situation, and it was very difficult to even dodge the Nine Dao Dao Dao Gang.

At this time, Yu Chenglong had just torn his face with Satoshi Yamamoto, Mu Sanping and Satoshi Yamamoto were engrossed in guarding each other, and it was impossible to save themselves like just now.

In desperation, the red-clothed priest sighed fiercely: "You Orientals just know how to fight in the nest, and the matter has not been done yet, so you can't wait to share the cake." ”

had to stop the soul-binding spell, and the blood-red robe opened wide without wind, revealing his true face of Lushan, sure enough, blonde hair and blue eyes, the bridge of the nose was high, and there was a bright red cross-shaped scar on his face, which seemed to be the unified identity of Western monks.

The robe opened and closed, and immediately wrapped the red-clothed priest again, and the nine swords were about to be slashed, all of which were cut on the robe.

I heard a dull sound, like a barrel struck with a mallet, and the robes of the red-clothed priest were cut nine times, but the deity inside was unharmed.

Seeing that the red-clothed priest had lifted the soul-binding spell and that he could move again, Jiugong did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and took advantage of the chaos to jump into the crack of the mountain at the peak of the town.

The cardinal priest claimed to be the messenger of God, it does not matter how much the gospel is preached, and if he encounters the devil, he must get rid of it, and if he can't do it, he will be condemned by the prophet, and his cultivation will decline.

Just resisted the sword gang of the Shinto Society, and when he saw that Jiugong was about to escape, he was shocked, and his cultivation would definitely not dare to jump along, and he secretly scolded in his heart that he was also a cultivator, why could the Oriental people fly around.

Seeing that once Jiugong fell off the cliff, it would be impossible to catch him again, and in a hurry, regardless of whether Satoshi Yamamoto's subordinates would continue to attack him, he actually pinched his face with his hand.

Even the nine subordinates of Satoshi Yamamoto on the other side were blinded by this, so why did they still self-harm? Although we also have such a tradition, we don't use it like this.

The next moment, he understood, it turned out that the red-clothed priest pinched the cross-shaped scar on his face, and then roared, gritted his teeth and pulled the scar out of his face, turning it into a bright red dagger that seemed to be dripping with blood, and threw it at Jiugong, who had already jumped off the cliff.