"There's an enemy attack!"

"Bold, dare to offend Luo Zun?"

"Luo Zun came into the world, heaven and earth repeatedly, karmic fire was firm, and the Three Realms were burned! Kill!!! ”

……

was agitated by Baihuawei's shouting and killing, and in an instant, the entire Luo Zun General Altar moved, as if the ancient murderer who had been sleeping woke up and began to show his teeth and claws to the enemy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the darkness, one after another lights were lit, and both sides didn't know how many people each had manpower, but they collided together at the first time.

In an instant, the sound of the handing of blades, the sound of swords piercing into the human body, and even the slogans of the Great Luo Zun Sect, as well as the wails of ordinary people before they died, could be seen everywhere, and the chaos resounded everywhere.

However, in general, relying on the geographical advantage and the fanatical spirit, the disciples of the Great Luo Zun Sect stabilized their position slightly after the initial panic and began to kill and injure a large number of enemies.

"The war in the east is unfavorable! But there are fighters in the West! Point the heavenly incense! ”

Surrounded by dozens of knights, Mrs. Punchline climbed high and looked into the distance, commanding Ruoding, and suddenly issued an order.

Several knights immediately lit the large canopy of fragrant wood, and a smell emanated that only certain humans or beasts could ask about.

"Kill!"

The shouting and killing sound from the east suddenly turned around and rushed towards the weak west.

Under the command of Mrs. Punchline, those Baihuawei in the darkness seemed to have the same mind and became a whole!

The Western Defense Line of the Great Luo Zun Sect was suddenly dealt a fatal blow!

A large number of cultists screamed and panicked, for they had never seen such an enemy before.

It's still night! I can barely see my fingers!

Although the enemy lit torches, he did not listen to the flags or drums, and the seemingly numerous army was commanded and coordinated! Thousands of people seem to have become one!

This unknown fear, as well as the power of coordinated combat, suddenly became the last straw that crushed them!

Boom!

After a loud bang, a gate was violently knocked down, and countless Baihuawei surged in.

"Wonderful! It's wonderful! ”

Fang Ming stroked his palms and praised: "Madame's command is determined, and she sways freely, she is really a woman who does not let her eyebrows go, and she admires it!" ”

"Carving insect little skill! Next, I have to ask Mr. to take action! ”

Mrs. Punchline smiled.

"This is natural!"

Although Fang Ming was a little surprised by Madame Witty's flowing command art, he was not so shocked, but he was very interested in the other party's method of using incense to control people and warn and convey ideas.

This method is not only fast and convenient, but also better in secrecy, but thinking about it, I also know that this must be the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box that the Spirit Flower Sect spent without knowing the painstaking effort and painstaking solitude, Fang Ming will not say it even if he asks the other party, and it will even cause unhappiness, so it is better not to ask.

"Sir, please take this!"

Mrs. Punch Talk handed over a sachet, the smell was fragrant, but Fang Ming's nose moved, but he smelled a special smell again, overflowing for several feet, lingering.

"In the dark night, there are many accidental injuries, but as long as the gentleman carries this thing, those guards will never recognize the wrong person...... Let's go! ”

Mrs. Punch Yu waved her hand, and dozens of figures suddenly flew out, and they were all good at the rivers and lakes!

"It seems that this time, in order to destroy the Great Luo Zun Sect in one fell swoop, the Spirit Flower Sect is also an elite!"

Fang Ming's figure flashed a few times, and he rushed into the main altar of the Great Luo Zun Sect.

Around him, there were many elite soldiers wearing patterned leather armor and full of evil spirits, obviously those Baihuawei.

After seeing Fang Ming, their faces were slightly stunned, and they immediately respectfully moved out of the way, it seemed that it was the work of the sachet sent by Mrs. Witty Words before.

"This elite soldier of the Spirit Flower Sect is actually only a ...... between me and my Black Jiao Army."

Fang Ming's figure seemed to turn into a phantom, and in an instant, he jumped over most of the soldiers and went deeper and deeper.

As he walked through the halls, he was still thinking, "Even, if I am hostile to Mrs. Punchline and fight against each other with a large army, she is not my opponent!" ”

Fang Ming has been reincarnated for many lifetimes, tens of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people, and even hundreds of thousands of people have personally commanded a lot of battles, and his experience in this area is incomparable, although Mrs. Punch Yu is a genius, but in the end, she concentrates on martial arts, and the foundation of the battle formation is more than a step behind Fang Ming, so he naturally doesn't look at it very much.

"It's just that if it's night, it's a little troublesome to face this kind of incense array, if you don't have twice the military strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to take her!"

Fang Ming's eyes were gloomy, and he broke into a building that seemed to be an ancestral hall.

"Luo Zun descended into the world and subdued the foreign demons!"

Several fanatical-eyed warriors immediately pounced, fierce and vicious, and they were fierce and compelling, and they could be regarded as characters who could enter the hidden dragon list in Connecticut.

But Fang Ming's brows didn't frown, and the long sword in his hand flashed.

Bite!

The tip of the sword seemed to turn into a white line, horizontal in the void.

The warriors paused, expressions of fear appeared on their faces, and in an instant, their upper and lower bodies separated.

The full moon scimitar is a middle point, but Fang Ming's sword at this time is more terrifying than any machete, under one cut, it seems to be a thousand strengths, separated up and down, and there is no help for those who block it!

"Luo Zun?"

Regardless of the dead bodies that were broken in two, Fang Ming looked straight at the altar.

Sure enough, there is an evil god enshrined there!

Three heads and six arms, tiger whiskers and leopard eyes, green fangs, each arm is covered with dark green scale armor, has six fingers, and the sharp palms of the nails also hold weapons, magic tools, and even human hearts.

In the smoke of the cigarette, the idol seemed to come to life, and its eyes were extremely agile, emitting an evil light.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

With Fang Ming's current state of mind, even if the Buddha Tianzun appeared in front of him together, he might be respectful, but if he wanted to dedicate his body and mind and believe wholeheartedly, it would be a joke!

The way of martial arts is humanity! The way of man is to strive for self-improvement, and not to seek anything else!

A warrior who pins his hopes on outsiders, no matter how powerful he is, his soul is pathetic.

Syllable!

Fang Ming turned around and walked out of the temple, and with a flick of his sleeves before leaving, a true qi immediately poured out like a huge tide in Qiantang, slapping on the statue.

No matter how vivid the statue was, it was still made of clay wood, and it immediately crumbled and fell apart.

"Huh?"

After destroying the idol, Fang Ming's eyes moved.

Because in those broken woods, there was even red blood!

This idol is really like a living thing, and it has a life of its own!

"And you have to make trouble!"

Fang Ming took out another palm, the qi flowed, the original soil and stone turned into powder, and in the dusty sky, a touch of white flashed, and it seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, and came to Fang Ming's hand.

"It's actually ......"

He glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately took the paper into his arms.

"Luo Zun! Luo Zun! ”

The mountains here are towering, and the dragons and tigers are entrenched, and it has been transformed into a cult base camp.

The more Fang Ming went inside, the more serious the obstacles he was encountered.

When he destroyed three altars in a row, seven or eight innate masters had already surrounded him, and the qi on everyone's body was infinite, and it should not be underestimated.

"We are the Divine General's seat, the Suzaku Messenger...... You! ”

But Fang Ming didn't even look at it, the long sword was slashed horizontally!

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

A white line flashed, and these seven people were all broken into fourteen pieces!

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h

They are still innate masters, so they can support them for a while better than ordinary people, but they are not as good as dead.

Because when they saw their lower bodies, which had been separated, they all let out screams of extreme fear.

"It's said to be a divine envoy, but isn't it actually a person?"

Fang Ming sighed and strode forward.

His swordsmanship may no longer be called swordsmanship at this time, because he only comes and goes in one style, and that is 'cutting'!

Cut!

A flat and horizontal white line went out, no matter what swords and hidden weapons, and even the enemy, they were divided into two parts.

One of his swords seems to have a strange power, and if anything hits it, it will be broken in two!

Fang Ming seemed to be strolling leisurely, a blood-colored footprint appeared under his feet, each step was a foot long, not much for a point, not a lot for a point, and he walked slowly but firmly towards the center.

"Luo Zun is above, and the underworld is not afraid!"

The people guarding here were all fanatical believers, even if Fang Ming's killing methods were terrifying, they couldn't stop their fanatical beliefs.

Looking at the few people who were screaming wildly, Fang Ming swung his sword again.

Swish!

Another wave of people broke into two, screaming and wailing.

The speed at which those fanatical believers rushed up was not even as fast as Shang Ming's killing speed!

At last there was a cry of fear from the crowd and they fled in all directions, they were finally afraid! Although they may not be afraid of death itself, they are afraid of the process of death!

"Protect Luo Zu!"

Fang Ming strolled outside the core lobby, and even stood here to see the three-zhang long statue of Luo Zun.

The seven waves of people rushed forward quickly, and then broke into two at an even faster speed.

The first wave was three people, who were evenly chopped into six sections.

The second wave was five people, holding the Five Elements Blade, and it seemed that there was a good Five Elements Formation, but it was useless, with a wave of Fang Ming's sword, the blades in their hands were split into two, and the five people also became ten!

This is followed by the third wave, the fourth wave......

Fang Ming slashed seriously, slashing seven waves in a row, only the last sword felt a little struggling.

Because among the people who were beheaded by him, there was a master of gangqi!

"I ...... How could I lose? How can you die? ”

A middle-aged man wearing gold armor with a dull face looked at his broken body in two, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"God...... God will be your lord! ”

The remnants of the cultists also screamed in fear and fled in all directions.

"I didn't expect that it was still Fang Gongzi who came first!"

Whew!

The giant door on the other side was broken, and in the flash of silver light, a fellow golden-armored warrior had a hollow chest and blood spurting backwards, followed by Mrs. Punchline.

She flicked her sleeves with a clever smile, and her energy spread out like a hundred flowers blooming, and she immediately killed the fleeing Da Luo Zun Sect disciples. (To be continued.) )