Mrs. Xu was by Zhao Dongting's side, and even Hong Wutian and Tie Liduan rushed forward.

With several True Martial Realm powerhouses and dozens of Shangyuan Realm masters, the lethality that can be exerted can be imagined.

In a short period of time, screams rang out everywhere in the deep forest. Behind the bushes, blood splattered.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill these thieves!"

A loud shout burst out from the mouths of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain.

Countless people rushed down the mountain with swords in hand.

The little doll Taoist priests were carried on their backs by the Taoist priests, crying and screaming.

The further down they went, the more soldiers of the Yuan army got up, and they emerged from everywhere, and you could see that there were countless Yuan troops below who were still rushing towards it.

The entire Longhu Mountain is full of Yuan soldiers.

Countless cold arrows took the life of the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain. The immortal land of Longhu Mountain failed to avoid this killing after all.

The smell of blood covered the mist of rhyme in the mountains.

"Kill!"

Zhao Dongting was in the crowd, and he suddenly roared, watching one after another Taoist priests fall to the ground with arrows, only to feel that there was a pressure on his chest, and he was not unhappy.

Zhan Lu's sword is unsheathed.

With Zhanlu in his hand, his figure flickered, and he ran towards the front of the crowd.

"Childe!"

Mrs. Xu exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly chased after her.

Zhao Dongting swept in front of the crowd, rushed straight to the bushes with cold arrows released, and raised his sword and fell.

He has not yet fallen from the True Martial Realm in his cultivation, and he can only see his figure constantly passing around the jungle, and in just a short time, he is covered in blood, like a bloody person.

The shouts of killing gradually spread.

As expected by Yuan Zhenzi and others, the masters of Longhu Mountain are not something that the Yuan soldiers can stop. However, those ordinary Taoist priests were sunk under this calamity.

No one is dying all the time.

Yuan Jun's eyes were red.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were even more red-eyed.

Relatively speaking, the damage of the Yuan army was obviously much higher than that of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain. This is not only because the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain have cultivated martial arts, if the two sides set up a formation to face each other, no matter how powerful the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are, it is difficult to be the opponent of the Yuan army. It was because Luo Zongwuba ordered a retreat, wanting to paralyze the people of Longhu Mountain, and then suddenly ordered an attack, so that the Deyuan army could not exert the power of the formation.

Of course, there is also a reason why Zhang Tiandong saw the opportunity early.

If the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain delay a little longer on the mountain, and the Yuan army forms a formation again, the losses they will encounter will definitely be far more than that.

The true martial arts realm is strong, but after all, there is no skill.

In just a few minutes, more Yuan troops rushed in front of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain.

They are not like those Yuan troops who are ambushed everywhere, in groups. Seeing the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, the soldiers in the platoon pointed their spears straight in front and launched an attack.

The originally scattered cold arrows have also turned into an overwhelming rain of arrows.

The sound of killing shook the sky.

The Yuan army, which formed a formation, was murderous, instantly overwhelming the momentum of thousands of Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain.

Yuan Zhenzi didn't know where to come from, and rushed towards the Yuan army's military array, "Disciples above the Shangyuan realm, follow me to kill!" ”

Figures are coming out of all directions.

Yuan Sleeve, Yu Xiangzi, Qingyunzi, and many Yuanzi ancestors and Qingzi mainstays of Longhu Mountain followed Yuan Zhenzi and killed the Yuan army below.

Zhao Dongting, Mrs. Xu, Hong Wutian, and Tie Liduan also followed.

The masters of Longhu Mountain were almost exhausted, and only a small number of people were left to guard the Taoist priests who were carrying small dolls on their backs.

The arrows were blocked by these masters with their blades.

It is not an exaggeration that they can be said to be the sharpest knives in the world, and I am afraid that few forces can gather so many masters.

The masters of Longhu Mountain have exhausted, except for Zhang Tiandong, who has just passed on the gong to Zhao Dongting and has a depressed look and has not made a move, there are three others. Coupled with Zhao Dongting, who may fall off the True Martial Realm at any time, as well as Mrs. Xu, Hong Wutian, and Tie Liduan, they can barely be regarded as seven True Martial Realm powerhouses.

The seven True Martial Realm powerhouses were like wolves and tigers, killing into the Yuan army's big array, and letting the Yuan army scream and not fall.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, there are no war horses, and the strength of the army is also greatly reduced.

Then there were dozens of powerhouses in the Upper Yuan Realm in Longhu Mountain, as well as countless Daoists in the middle and lower Yuan Realm, who were shocked, and the Yuan army formation of thousands of people couldn't parry.

Although under the rain of arrows, there were many Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain who shed blood, but there were countless Yuan soldiers who were killed by masters in the chaotic army.

This is a battle between the forces of the rivers and lakes and the forces of the temples.

Chivalry is forbidden by force.

The soldiers of the Yuan army tasted the power of the masters of the rivers and lakes, and at this moment, Zhao Dongting finally saw the power of the forces of the rivers and lakes.

It is no wonder that in this era, even if there is a dispute in the world, many forces in the rivers and lakes cannot be ignored, they really have strong strength.

It is not unreasonable for the Yuan Dynasty to adopt a policy of co-opting rather than suppressing many forces.

In the past, Zhao Dongting only attached importance to masters, but now, he has gradually had a different view of forces such as Longhu Mountain.

Rushing into the Yuan army's large array, Zhan Lu Jian quickly cut off dozens of heads.

Zhao Dongting's face was covered with blood, and there was still a vague mist rising out of his body through his clothes.

His cultivation gradually declined, but his murderous aura became more and more vigorous.

The surging sword qi made those Yuan soldiers unable to avoid him, and wherever he went, the Yuan soldiers around him ran to the side in panic. However, he still couldn't avoid the edge of Zhan Lu's sword.

How could the speed of the True Martial Realm be comparable to that of these ordinary soldiers?

In just more than ten minutes, under the leadership of Yuan Zhenzi and Zhao Dongting, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain actually broke through the resistance of the Yuan army.

Everywhere in the mountains, there are corpses.

Someone is crying, someone is screaming.

But the killing has not stopped.

The Yuan army that poured up from the bottom of the mountain was almost inexhaustible.

Moreover, in the front mountain of Longhu Mountain and everywhere, there are still countless Yuan troops coming towards here.

Thousands of Taoist priests dressed in Taoist robes, like a green dragon, roared and rushed down the mountain.

Zhang Kuisi and others stayed in Zhengyiguan, and soldiers continued to come to report, and then one after another military orders were spread.

They are all iron-hearted, and they want to leave all the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain here.

The soldiers who rushed to the bottom of the mountain gradually decreased, but on the mountainside, it could be seen that the Yuan army under the mountain was already murderous.

When everyone in Longhu Mountain saw the Yuan army formation like a black cloud below, their faces were not good-looking. However, there is no other way back.

If you want to leave Longhu Mountain, you must face these Yuan army formations head-on. Because, they were going to Fujian, and the Yuan army was in the middle of the road.

Next to the official road is the Ta River, even if you want to go around, it is impossible to get around.

Even if it is Longhu Mountain, how many masters can tread water?

Another ten minutes passed.

There are more and more corpses scattered in the mountains, Taoist priests, Yuan army, everywhere.

Some of the blood flowed into the stream, and then washed down with the waterfall, so that the original silvery white waterfall took on a crimson color.

The thousand-year-old dragon and tiger were destroyed in one fell swoop.

Even if the Heavenly Master Dao is immortal, even if Zhao Dongting recovers the old mountains and rivers, this Dragon and Tiger Mountain, which is full of murder, I am afraid that it can no longer be regarded as an immortal mountain.

Zhao Dongting and the others took the lead in rushing to the bottom of the mountain.

"Kill!"

Dozens of masters still rushed to the forefront, braving the rain of arrows, and killed in the Yuan army's large array.

Zhao Dongting's pure black Zhan Lu sword was already faintly bloody.

He followed in the middle of the crowd, and at this time, Xiu Wei had already fallen into the True Martial Realm. was rushing forward, but suddenly a person rushed up, "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Master Dao has entrusted it to you." ”

Before the words fell, this figure had already jumped past Zhao Dongting's side.

His speed was much faster than that of Yuan Zhenzi and the others in the True Martial Realm, and he was at the forefront in the blink of an eye.

"Senior brother!"

"Heavenly Master!"

One exclamation.

When the figure arrived in front of the Yuan army's big array, it suddenly rose into the air and jumped several feet.

At this moment, Zhang Tiandong is like an immortal.

There was no longer the slightest look of decadence on his face, and his robe was swaying and murderous.

"Brother!"

Yuan Zhenzi screamed miserably, and two lines of tears rolled down.

The vision in front of me became blurred.

Zhang Tiandong, who flew into the air, held a long sword in his hand, condescendingly, and slashed straight towards the Yuan army's large array.

A powerful but extremely subtle sword intent emanated from him.

The nearest to him, the Yuan soldier who was a few zhang square in front of the Yuan army's formation suddenly fell to the ground as if he had been hit by an evil spirit.

The sword intent is breathtaking.

Zhao Dongting had heard that the Sword God Empty Son had such an ability, but he never thought that he would be able to see it with his own eyes now on Zhang Tiandong's body.

Extreme!

Zhao Dongting raised his head, his heart was turbulent. He knew that Zhang Tiandong at this moment must have reached the extreme.