Back then, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism was wiped out.

It was in those great battles that the famous names of the Arhat monks and the Yellow Turban wrestlers were cast. At that time, if anyone had 3,000 soldiers, they would definitely be able to sweep the world.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Jiao started an incident, and with the 500 yellow turban wrecks in his hand, he immediately stirred up turmoil in the world. Later, during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Sun Enlu Xun, the Five Buckets of Rice Sect, was rampant in the world, and he also relied on the help of the Yellow Turban Force.

Then the imperial courts of successive dynasties fully learned the lesson, and adopted a high-pressure policy for the religious sects with Yellow Turban Lux and spared no effort to suppress them. Over time, the Yellow Turban Lux has gradually become a legend.

Unexpectedly, there was one in the courtyard of the Laoshan faction.

The heritage of the thousand-year-old sect is really a broken ship and three catties of nails.

Qi Xiang is condensed and ready to fight.

"Boom!"

The Yellow Turban Lux appeared in the air, and a coercive aura was forced to fall. The wind swept up, and large swaths of dust flew up, rolling like dragons, muffled like thunder.

"Kill him......"

At the same time, a command came out of the hall.

The Yellow Turban Lux, as if he had a spiritual intelligence, immediately raised a huge palm after hearing the instructions, instantly locked on the target, and fell into the air.

A slap of the palm is equivalent to a hill falling to the ground. The heavy force formed a violent ripple current, even involving some nearby houses.

"Boom!"

Some houses, overwhelmed, collapsed and shattered. In addition, the palm of the Yellow Turban Lux has not yet officially split down, and cracks have already appeared in the hard earth.

With such a majesty, Qi Xiang is immersive. Naturally, I feel pressured.

"Gu Daobing, it really lives up to its name."

Qi Xiang sighed softly.

A Yellow Turban Lux already has such strength. Then hundreds of Yellow Turban wrestlers formed an army, which did have the power to shake the country's capital in ancient times. It is no wonder that so many religious regimes existed in ancient times.

However, it is a pity that the Central Plains has always been the world of Confucianism. Coupled with various reasons, the imperial power completely overwhelmed the divine power, and the religious forces were suppressed within a controllable range, both ancient and modern.

So, even if it is in the Laoshan Annex. Raised a Yellow Turban Lux. But the Laoshan Gate people will only regard it as a killer weapon to press the bottom of the box, but they never want to drive the Yellow Turban Lux to attack the city and plunder the land.

Of course, I haven't thought about it, it doesn't mean that the Yellow Turban Lux has no ability to attack cities and seize land. For example, now, this blow down, the ancient heavy city gates. I'm afraid it will be hard to escape the end of fragmentation.

Of course, such an offensive can't help Qi Xiang.

"Whoosh!"

At the moment when the palm of the yellow turban wrestler slapped down, Qi Xiang's body was as light as a swallow. Soared into the air, and then lightly stepped on the arm of the Yellow Turban Lux, like a dragonfly dotting water, borrowing strength to fly.

"Slash!"

Qi elephant floats in the air. But it's not just to dodge attacks, in fact he's very ambitious. The long knife is like a dragon, and it goes straight to the throat of the Yellow Turban Lux. There is a posture of cutting off the head of the Yellow Turban Lux.

The sword flashed, and the cold knife qi appeared on the neck of the Yellow Turban Lux.

"No matter what Yellow Turban Lux you are, even if the Heavenly Soldiers are coming, you will be able to kill them."

Qi Xiang was arrogant and arrogant, and above the blade of the Daguan knife, a hazy blood light still appeared. The divine knife gradually fell into the devil, and the dragon spirit that was sealed in the blade also took the opportunity to vent the resentment and anger that he had accumulated for many years.

However, it is also a good thing. Because the sword spirit is revealed, the sharpness of the blade has increased at least several times.

Anyway, Qi Xiang, as the person who holds the knife, is not affected by anything. After sensing the anger in the knife, he pushed the boat down the river, allowing the sword spirit to give full play to its performance.

Therefore, this knife, Qi Xiang didn't use much force at all, but only acted as a guide, which was equivalent to four or two thousand catties, borrowing strength to fight.

He borrowed the power of the sword spirit, the side of the blade of the big knife, the lifelike green dragon, but it had already turned into a blood dragon.

Threads, wisps of blood-colored textures, appeared on the blade of dragon scales.

These dragon scales were like blood, red and translucent, and shimmered with an eerie light.

When these rays of light gathered on the blade, a sharp and sharp aura was revealed, and the gods blocked and killed the gods, and the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, filled the air.

The demonic blood knife, after six hundred years of sacrifice, finally revealed its hideous fangs.

Today, it's going to slaughter the gods!

Kill......

The blood light rose to the sky, and even suppressed the golden light of the Yellow Turban Lux. When the sharp tip of the knife slashed at the throat of the Yellow Turban Lux, it had not yet reacted.

The scimitar is like the moon, and it is more like a swallow whirlwind, hooking up the most wonderful arc.

The blood knife that was several meters long easily swept through the neck of the Yellow Turban Lux, destroying the withering and decaying effortlessly.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the head of the Yellow Turban Lux fell.

"Huh?"

At first glance, Qi Xiang frowned slightly, but he didn't look a little happy, but muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's empty, it's vulnerable, it's too hasty, right?" ”

You know, the Yellow Turban Lux is famous, and it has been passed down from generation to generation.

Now, he can't even catch a knife, and such a gap will inevitably disappoint him. So much so that there is a feeling that it is better to be famous than to meet, but that's it.

Disappointing, so disappointed......

Qi Xiang shook his head and sighed softly.

"Bang!"

However, in an instant, the severed head of the Yellow Turban Lux exploded and turned into a cloud of yellow smoke. Subsequently, the yellow smoke reintegrated into the body of the Yellow Turban Lux.

Next, a miraculous thing happened, I saw the yellow turban wrestler twist his body, and on top of his broken neck, a head slowly grew......

In the blink of an eye, the head was formed, and a complete yellow turban wrestler appeared in front of Qi Xiang's eyes.

"Huh?"

Qi Xiang also felt that this was a little surprising. Decapitated and reborn, isn't this Sun Dasheng's magical power? I didn't expect that the Yellow Turban Lux still had this ability.

The head was growing, and there was an angry expression on the face of the Yellow Turban Lux. Even if he is a Taoist soldier, he has a certain amount of intelligence, can distinguish between good and bad, and has emotions of joy, anger and sorrow.

was cut off by Qi Xiang's head, and the Yellow Turban Lux was naturally extremely angry, and suddenly opened his mouth and roared like a roar. The roar was silent, but the sound waves stirred up the air to roll endlessly, like the raging tide of the sea.

Under the roar, the Yellow Turban Lux suddenly opened his hands and made a seal. Suddenly, in the flash of yellow light, there was an extra magic sword in its hand.

The sword was several meters long, wide and long, and thick.

The thick sword has no edge, and kills with anger.

The long thick sword, in the hands of the burly and majestic Yellow Turban Force, is like a thin sword, which is very dexterous. He swung his sword and slashed hard, and a sharp sword light was like electricity, like a whip, and it quickly fell towards Qi Xiang's body.

"There is still such a hand."

Qi Xiang was not surprised or rejoiced, and directly set up a knife to block.

When the swords collided, Qi Xiang felt that a surging force was coming, making his body directly exhale, flying upside down more than ten meters away, and with a bang, knocking down a wall.

"Okay, the Dharma Protector Venerable is really powerful."

Seeing this, there were shouts of joy in the hall.

"Boy, if you dare to come to Laoshan to spread wild, you really don't know how to die."

"Venerable, go on, smash him to pieces, and break his bones......"

Obviously, the people in the hall also knew that just one move would definitely not kill Qi Xiang.

It is also true that when the walls collapsed and the dust filled the air, a figure like a ghost, like a small line of soot, swooped directly into the hall and penetrated through the arch.

On the ground, everyone in the hall only felt a flower in front of them, and then saw Qi Xiang's figure.

"Hello everyone......"

Qi Xiang smiled cutely, but the Daguan knife was very ruthless, and he swept through it directly. A sword light was like a curtain, and the test paper covered every inch of space in the entire hall.

All of a sudden, a person seems to be in the middle of a lake, surrounded by sparkling lights and shining light.

But this light is full of danger and murderous......

"Humph!"

Qi Xiang sneered, he was not a martial idiot, when he saw the Yellow Turban Lux, he was happy to see the hunt, and he had to hack the Yellow Turban Warrior to death, so that he could complete his wish, and he was relaxed.

You know, he always remembered what the purpose of his coming to Laoshan was.

The treasure of the fish family's secret vault is his goal.

There are several ways to achieve this goal, so why choose the dumbest solution? Fight hard with the Yellow Turban Lux, and then lose both, and then let these fishermen benefit?

"Sorry to disappoint you......"

Qi Xiang smiled, trying to calculate him, but it was not so easy.

"...... Chop"

The sword qi was rampant, and the green-bearded Taoist priest who was injured just now and escaped with great difficulty bore the brunt of the attack. He was right next to Qi Xiang, and Qi Xiang swung his knife and slashed, and half of his body was gone.

The poor Qingshu Taoist priest didn't even have time to explain his last words, so he went to heaven to meet the Sanqing patriarch.

However, thanks to him, he blocked a blade.

The others seized the gap and managed to escape the blade.

"Escort, escort."

Someone was terrified and shouted, "Venerable, hurry up!" ”

"Boom!"

A golden fist fell from the sky, broke through the top of the palace, and smashed down on Qi Xiang's head.

"Trouble!"

When Qi Xiang flashed away, his eyes swept quickly, and his eyes lit up. At this time, he found that the person who shouted to escort was a sanctimonious old man.

The old man, dressed in a gorgeous robe, with slightly white eyebrows and beards, was well maintained, and his skin was white and tender, and he didn't look like a simple and good man who loved labor.

Of course, most importantly, he holds a bronze statue in his hand. A six-inch-high, colorful gold armor bronze statue with the same shape as the Yellow Turban Lux.

At first glance, Qi Xiang knew that the golden bronze statue must be the parasitic object of the Yellow Turban Warrior, which is equivalent to the life box of the Lich King in Western legends. As long as the life box is destroyed, the Lich King, who can be resurrected indefinitely, will truly die.

The bronze statue of gold armor is naturally the Achilles heel of the Yellow Turban Lux...... (To be continued.) )