Chapter 126: Street Fighting

"Daomen scum, traitor!"

"For the sake of glory and wealth, take refuge in the government and be willing to be an eagle dog. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info It's a shame on my generation, the scum of the Daomen!"

looked at Wang Laoji, who was wearing a bundle of hair, wearing a Taoist robe, and a Taoist dress with a smug look on his face.

The Taoist priests were immediately blown up by anger and cursed hatefully. There was even more contempt and hatred in his eyes.

"Phew!"

"If you get along in a different place, I will make you a dilemma of life and death!"

"Scum, we can't wait to tear down your bones and pick your skin. ā€

Wang Laoji, who was triumphant in the battle formation on the opposite side, heard the angry scolding from the opposite side, and his face turned dark with anger, and his eyebrows fluttered. But he didn't dare to leave the protection of the battle array, so he could only snort coldly with hatred, and his heart was secretly ruthless.

"The qi and blood in the army formation are connected with evil spirits, like fire. It is a thing of pure yang. And we and other yin gods have not yet experienced the thunder tribulation and tempering, turning yin into yang. It is a very yin thing. The two poles of yin and yang repel each other and attract each other. Therefore, the blood and qi will suddenly come over. ā€

An older Taoist priest looked at the qi and blood in the air that looked like the morning glow, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Then we are waiting for the Yin God, in the face of such qi, blood, and dragon qi, aren't we helpless?"

The other Taoist priests couldn't help but stiffen their faces, and said in disbelief.

"Unless you can achieve ghosts and immortals, survive the baptism of thunder, like an ancestor, your thoughts will turn from yin to yang, and you will achieve a blessed earth. can really get rid of the troubles of qi, blood, and dragon qi. ā€

"But that's the case, the Earth Immortals and the Heavenly Immortal Realm are not willing to face the imperial court army. ā€

The old Taoist priest sighed, looked at the battle array outside with a little gloomy eyes, and muttered.

"The army of the imperial court, the ghosts and gods are easy. Attacking mountains and destroying temples is unmatched. In the past, the old way was only exaggerated, but today it seems that the court is prosperous, and it is not one person and one faction that can shake it!"

"It's horrible. ā€

"In the face of such power, we are like ants!"

There are Taoist priests who look at the blazing heat in the air, like the qi and blood of Yunjin, as well as the rising and tactful, majestic dragon energy, and can't help but be shocked in their hearts.

Although the other Taoist priests did not agree, the expressions on their faces became more and more bitter.

In the face of this power, they have lost their courage. If it weren't for the strict organization of the Daomen, I'm afraid they would have escaped without regard to the Daoist Temple.

"If you can't use a nobleman, as long as you don't use spells, you won't be eaten by dragon qi. ā€

The old Taoist priest drew the sword he carried with him, and the blue blade of the sword was like autumn water. The temperature around him dropped strangely, and there were even more white ice crystals and snowflakes on the sword body.

"What a magic weapon!"

The Taoist priests around him only heard a crisp sword roar, and the temperature around him couldn't help but be cold, and he looked at the azure divine soldier in the old Taoist's hand with some envy.

"I have received the great grace of the Daomen, and I should repay him with death today!"

The old Taoist priest carried the sword behind his back, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, he didn't look like a Qing cultivator, but more like a Kyoto ranger, and roared in a tragic voice.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

"If you are tired of receiving the great grace of the Tao, you will definitely repay it with death today. ā€

"Tired of receiving the great grace of the Daomen, I will definitely repay him with death today!"

The other Taoist priests were also aroused by the blood in their hearts, drew out their blades, and echoed in a tragic and desolate voice.

"Throwing stones!"

Hu Tingyu stood on top of the chariot, looking at the bluestone Taoist temple hidden in the green mountains and green waters, full of simple charm, without any waves in his eyes.

His face was cold, like ice, listening to the whistling sound coming from the Taoist temple, his eyes couldn't help flashing a fierce light. Hu Tingyu raised the spear in his hand above his head and roared angrily.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

With a few answers, the tall one-armed stone throwers were slowly pushed out by more than a dozen soldiers. After adjusting the trajectory of the projectile, it stood there like a one-armed giant.

A strong soldier struggled to hold a stone weighing more than 100 catties and slowly placed it on the projectile frame.

The one-arm slowly drooped due to its weight, and the power accumulated in the machinery became stronger and stronger.

The Taoist priest in the Taoist temple, pale, looked at the huge stone thrower with some despair, the boulder was thrown into the air, and under the action of gravity, the destructive power was very amazing.

As long as you are knocked and touched, you will be severely injured by a fracture or a smash and die on the spot.

"Shoot!"

Hu Tingyu couldn't care so much, the spear in his hand fell, and he saw the boulders being thrown away one by one, with a whistling sound, like a meteor falling from a high altitude.

Boom!

Huge stones fell on top of the main hall, and the glazed tiles were smashed in an instant. A huge hole was exposed, and the statues of the gods, the offering table, etc., were even more in disarray.

The ever-bright lamp on the offering table was knocked over to the ground, the black lamp oil was ignited, the curtains, silk and other things were ignited by the flames, and the entire hall instantly turned into a sea of fire.

The black smoke hovered in the air like a poisonous dragon, and the entire Taoist temple was filled with a scorched smell.

"It's out of the water!"

"It's out of the water!"

"It's out of the water!"

The fire soon spread throughout the main hall, and the crimson flames rose into the air, illuminating the surrounding buildings.

If it were ordinary, the Taoist priest would definitely be like a hornet that has been stabbed in a hive, attacking it in swarm. Or it is an urn that carries water and is used to extinguish fires.

But now, they just want to grow a few more legs and get out of this space as quickly as possible.

Because of the skyrocketing fire, which provided guidance to the catapult, more and more stones fell, and several unlucky Taoist priests were smashed, turning into a pool of meat and mud in an instant.

Looking at the more and more black shadows in the air, the Taoist priests did not dare to stop. It seems to be a stray dog, rushing to hug its head and scurry. Or hide in a place where you think you are hidden and safe, and stones weighing 100 catties fall from the sky, leaving deep pits on the ground.

Some hit the bluestone ground, like a watermelon blooming in the center, bursting out in all directions in an instant.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The fine wood is used to carefully carve various patterns, and the window lattices covered with white paper are broken by flying rubble. Revealing the dark hall inside.

It was like an eighty-year-old lady who opened her mouth and showed her mutilated teeth, which was unspeakably ugly.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang, and a boulder fell from the sky, landing right on the main beam of the main hall.

The majestic hall seemed to have its vertebrae removed, and it collapsed in an instant, splashing dust all over the ground. Even the surrounding air became gray and visibility was extremely low.

"Kill!"

Looking at the door opening, the surprisingly chaotic Yuqingguan, the corners of Hu Tingyu's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he smiled coldly and disdainfully.

The Taoist who can't cast the demon spell is the tiger whose teeth have been extracted. In front of the regular army, it is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper.

"Attack!"

"None of them will be left!"

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The armored soldier replied loudly, his eyes shining with bloodlust.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

On the drum cart, a one-person-high cowhide drum was beaten heavily.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Park struck the shield in his hand with his long knife, making a thumping sound. The pace is uniform, like a huge wave, moving forward, there is an indescribable shock.

The Taoist priest who was lucky not to die looked at the soldier in front of him with a pale face who looked like a flood beast.

In their eyes, they used to be soldiers who were nothing more than ants, but when they accumulated, they burst out with unimaginable power.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

There are also Taoist priests who are good at military Taoism, and under his unified command, all Taoist priests are reduced to zero and hidden in every corner of the Taoist temple.

With the help of the terrain, or sneak attack, or forcible killing, and the soldiers engaged in street battles.

Hu Tingyu stood on top of the chariot with a cold face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and listened to the herald's report on casualties. From time to time, there was a look of heartache in his eyes.

The Taoist priests talk about the cooperation of the military formation and the frontal battle, and they are definitely not comparable to the people in the army. However, they cunningly took advantage of the location, or two or three people, or one or two.

or sneak attack, or kill with martial arts.

A large number of casualties were inflicted on the non-commissioned officers.

Every time he heard the casualty report, Hu Tingyu felt a feeling of blood dripping from his heart.

However, instead of giving the order to retreat, his eyes were red, like a gambler with nothing, and he threw more sergeants into battle.

"General, adding fuel like this will only cause unnecessary casualties. ā€

Situ Xing looked at Hu Tingyu, whose eyes were red, and the situation on the battlefield, and said with some persuasion.

"At any cost, even if there is a soldier in the battle, Yuqingguan must be eradicated, this is the strict order of the peak!"

Hu Tingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and his face was a little stiff and uncomfortable, but in the end he said coldly.

"The military order is like a mountain, and there is no way to do it. ā€

"Order, kill and kill, don't leave a mouth alive!"

Thinking of the casualties of today's soldiers, Hu Tingyu's face showed a look of pain. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily.

"No!"

"Leave no mouth alive!"

"Kill or kill!"

The huge casualties not only made Hu Tingyu's flesh hurt, but even the soldiers were a little crazy, with scarlet eyes and a bloodthirsty face. From time to time, there are incidents of abuse and killing.

Situ Xing, who was watching, frowned, but he also understood that by the time of the fight, whether it was a soldier or a Taoist priest, he had already killed red-eyed.

All have lost their humanity, and all that remains is the instinct to kill.

"Kill!"

The old man, armed with a blue sword, jumped like an ape, leaping through the ruins.

A soldier clutched his throat in pain, and his body stiffened and fell to the ground, but no blood gushed from the wound, because there was a white frost there.

Lao Dao looked at the corpses lying around, as well as the red-eyed soldiers and Taoist priests, and sighed helplessly.

Several middle-aged Taoist priests gathered around him, faintly headed by him, with the help of the terrain, the old Taoist seemed to be proficient in the art of war, or ambush, or sneak attack, and actually killed more than a dozen soldiers.

Seeing that the old Taoist was commanding properly, the other Taoist priests also joined in, and it didn't take long for a while. There were dozens of people under the command of Lao Dao.

"Daoyi, do we still have a chance to kill it?"

A middle-aged man killed a soldier with a mutilated blade, touched a handful of sweat a little tiredly, looked at Lao Dao and asked expectantly.