That sloppy old Taoist priest was none other than Xu Lingkong, the only master of the Lingzi generation in the Kunwu faction besides Chu Lingxu.

Lu Qingzheng and Feng Qingyan, these second-generation disciples, are undoubtedly the most important backbone of the Kunwu faction before and after, and the entire sect must attach great importance to their innate entry, and it is naturally in the interests of the Kunwu faction to find a senior master with strong martial arts to protect the Dharma here.

Chu Lingxu was entangled in mundane affairs as the head of the sect, and Xu Lingkong, an old Taoist priest, was one of the two masters of the Kunwu faction, so he naturally became the best candidate to protect the Dharma for his disciples.

In the face of the sudden attack of the masters of the Dami Temple, Xu Lingkong was much more arrogant than the three generations of disciples under his disciples, and directly took over the attack of the three masters of the Dami Temple alone.

Because if you go away from a master of the Great Secret Temple, then the remaining two mid-congenital masters will not be able to catch the attack of this late congenital master at all, only if the three of them stay at the same time, they will be able to deal with the attack of the other party, and the combined attack of the three people can also occupy some advantages, if it is played properly, get rid of such a big master, for this operation of the Great Secret Temple, it is undoubtedly extraordinary. After all, the main task of this sneak attack on the Kunwu faction is to kill a few core figures of the Kunwu faction and make them lose their vitality.

Therefore, after persisting in the battle for so long, the red-clothed lamas are not discouraged even if they have not built an inch, they are just using them to contain them, mainly to distract those innate masters, and killing these three generations of disciples of the Kunwu sect is not a result at all. Once the innate masters within the Kunwu sect were hit hard, these low-level disciples. It will collapse immediately.

This stone path is long and narrow and towering. The formation can't be unleashed at all. Therefore, even if it is the Kunwu faction, it is impossible to invest too many disciples at one time, and the sword formation with the most advantageous martial arts in the sect cannot be used, and the brothers and sisters of the Kunwu faction have no choice, so they have to take turns to resist in batches, relying on their personal ability to barely resist the attack of the monks of the Dami Temple.

Lu Yundong was the first disciple of the Kunwu faction to play, and as soon as he came on the field, he taught these arrogant monks of the Dami Temple a lesson. The swordsmanship of his right hand was already extremely powerful, and the left-handed sword that attacked from time to time made him a Yama who was urging his life, and in less than ten minutes before and after, the twenty-meter narrow stone road left more than twenty corpses of the red-clothed lamas, and Lu Yundong, who was in charge alone, was only a little out of breath at this time.

It can be said that it is the first time for Lu Yundong to face so many enemies alone, although he has experienced the battle of Yunlan Township and the battle of retaking the mountain gate before, but those are all scenes of fighting with the brothers and sisters of the same sect in the sword formation, not to mention that every time there are uncles and uncles around him, he has the bottom in his heart. And now in the face of the joint attack of the lamas of the Dami Temple, although the brothers and sisters not far behind him gave him infinite confidence and motivation. But at the beginning, he was still a little weak-hearted.

However, after experiencing more than ten minutes of killing, this kind of weakness of heart slowly became calmer, his attacks became more and more efficient, and his methods became more and more ruthless, especially his left-handed swordsmanship, which was simply lifeless, every move was a must-kill sword move, and it was a posture of dying with the enemy, just this ruthless energy made the lamas of the Dami Temple who were opponents furious, and even if he really met the same lama who did not want to die, Lu Yundong could also use his right hand to be decent at the critical juncture of the same death. The airtight defense set up the lamas' nirvana, and from a deadly neurotic to a cold-faced killer who only needs the lives of others.

The figure in the crowd flashed, a red cloud rose more than ten meters suddenly, and then changed direction in the air, floating directly towards Lu Yundong, a pair of fleshy palms stretched out from the red cloud, and suddenly became several times huge, the huge palm print was completely composed of true qi, a strong Gangyuan qi pressed towards him, and the domineering [Tantric Mahamudra] finally showed its hideous side, and the one who can use this stunt must be one of the best masters among the disciples of the Dami Temple.

The stone path was narrow, and Lu Yundong suddenly felt that he had no way to retreat, so he could only grit his teeth and hold the two swords in his hands at the same time, turning them into swords in the sky, blocking the opponent's powerful blow. Maybe in terms of skills, Lu Yundong is a step ahead of his opponent, but in the face of this trick of fighting hard for internal strength, Lu Yundong, who is in the middle of the Zhengang Realm, is a little stretched.

"Let me come!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind Lu Yundong, the dull true qi roared, and an equally huge palm print volleyed into the big handprint, and the wind suddenly rose, forming a violent shock wave in this narrow stone road, and suddenly drummed to both sides, Lu Yundong turned around and took a step back, and then the figure in front of him flashed, and the tall and mighty body of Yun Zhu stood steadily in front of him.

Yun Zhu didn't look back, Lang laughed, and said excitedly: "Senior Brother Lu temporarily retreats, let me deal with the enemy next......"

Lu Yundong chuckled lightly and answered softly.

Behind the two of them, several senior brothers who did not grasp the opportunity immediately heard a sigh of disappointment, complaining that the great opportunity was taken first, so they had to delay the timing of their appearance.

Although facing nearly a thousand lamas of the Great Secret Temple, the disciples of the Kunwu sect began to become calm after experiencing the initial tension and panic, and when the true heart was revealed, what followed was the blood in the hearts of the young people, especially the minds that had been tempered by the Kunwu sect for a long time, all of them became like swords, and they wanted to strive to improve themselves in killing the enemy.

Ma Yunyong roared angrily, and the 5,000-pound pure copper incense burner in his hand was smashed horizontally with a "whirl", and a sound of tooth-aching bones and tendons bursting, and a gray figure flew out like a rag doll, smashing over the quite elite Tan elite soldiers by the way.

These elite soldiers of the Tan tribe are just hundreds of people in front of them, all of them are wearing gray robes, covered with short cowhide armor, wearing a pointed conical iron helmet, and a turban inside, all of them have a big beard, although their martial arts are only up and down the creation realm, but everyone is fierce and powerful.

These Tan elite soldiers, in the face of the battle array, in the face of the enemy are all rushed up, if it is just an ordinary martial artist who is good at personal martial arts, with the advantage of the battle array, it has always been easy to surround and kill on the spot, but this time the raid, the target and object is the disciples of the Kunwu faction, their most basic practice, is swordsmanship and sword formation. Often, once the disciples of the Kunwu Sect gather together, the attack power will begin to increase exponentially, once it reaches about seven people, the attack power will increase dozens of times, and often hundreds of elite soldiers of the Tan clan of the same level will not be able to defeat them, but will be chased and killed by the other party.

Ma Yunyong, this kid has just returned from the mountain city for a few days, and he has been working hard every day to contact [Dragon Elephant Prajnagong], Ma Yunyong, who is already seventeen years old, has already reached a height of one hundred and ninety centimeters, and it seems that it is not a problem to break through two meters.

On this day, he was holding the incense burner to do fitness exercises, but he didn't expect a loud noise to suddenly come from outside Kunwuguan, and then the sound of shouting and killing poured out from all around, Ma Yunyong didn't say a word, and ran out with this pure copper incense burner, and rushed directly to the place where the voice was most boiling, and met this 100-person team of Tan elite soldiers.

Although the number of students in Kunwu Academy is close to 30,000, the number of Taoist priests in Kunwu Academy is less than one-tenth of the number of people in the Academy, after all, it is the foundation of a sect, and it is extra careful to select disciples, but this also makes the defense force here in Kunwu Academy seem weaker, and in the face of the enemy's sneak attack for the first time, most of the disciples are still unprepared, so that they were rushed into the academy by the enemy at the beginning stage, and the disciples under the sect were fully connected with the enemy for a while, and at this time, in the place with the largest number of people in the academy, a large number of disciples were still fighting fires, and the most powerful disciples were transferredNear the "Pavilion of the Scriptures" to prevent greater losses.

It can be said that Lu Botong's approach is completely correct, but in the face of the enemy's attack, the first batch of disciples who encounter the enemy will undoubtedly become dangerous.

Ma Yunyong's anger soared, and he scolded loudly: "Tan dogs, Lao Tzu doesn't go to look for you, you dare to come here to find death, leave them all for me......"

Ma Yunyong was like a mad rhinoceros, and rushed directly towards the other party's dense formation, and the fierce Cheng Dù immediately startled the oncoming Tan hundred-person team, especially this beard that was denser than the Tan people, his eyes were fierce, and his physique was also superhuman, plus the huge pure copper incense burner in his hand, that thing looked like it weighed thousands of pounds, and it was no different from paper paste in his hand, and it was picked up with gusts of evil wind, and it was really difficult to describe the other party as a normal person.

The centurion led by the Tan clan was not a fool, and after seeing such an opponent, he immediately gave a clever order, so that the originally dense team dispersed, and began to besiege Ma Yunyong in all directions.

The pure copper incense burner in Ma Yunyong's hand is definitely powerful enough, and with a slam of ease, there was a bang, and three people fell backwards and died on the spot.

More than a dozen Tan elite soldiers on both sides immediately pounced, Ma Yunyong didn't look at it, and swept a few steps forward to avoid being encircled.

Ma Yunyong laughed loudly and roared: "It's so enjoyable to kill!"

The two spears attacked from behind, Ma Yunyong didn't have to look back, his heel was the center, the whole person rotated directly, and the huge incense burner took his body as the center, and slashed a semicircle, clanging and banging, not only all the weapons that attacked were swept away by his incense burner, but also more than five enemy bodies were swept away by a move, smashing the Tan elite soldiers who were densely surrounded by a single move. (To be continued......)