Hundreds of figures were like flocks of birds skimming across the night sky, spreading their wings and swooping out of the wall, and the thrilling screams, mixed with the sound of blood splattering, came through the low wall. Ω "Literature Fans."

"The disciples of the Tang Sect have been saved." Tang Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Bangui's brows furrowed: "The situation doesn't seem to be optimistic, how come the disciples of the Tang Sect who rushed out don't have masters above the mortal?" ”

"This ......" Tang Jinghong's heart rose again, and Tang Shuai, who was leaping from afar, shouted: "How is the situation inside?" What about the elders? What about my aunt? ”

Tang Shuai said anxiously: "The elder is not inside, my aunt and grandmother forcibly detoxified the disciple, and was seriously injured by the internal force. All the secret weapons of the Tang Sect disciples were confiscated, and their combat power was greatly reduced......"

Tang Jinghong stomped his feet and said, "Take someone to the hidden weapon workshop." ”

Xie Bangui and Tang Shuai said in unison: "Can't go!" ”

Xie Bangui said solemnly: "Even I, an outsider, know that all the core secrets of the Tang Sect are kept in the secret weapon workshop, doesn't the White Lotus Sect know?" There must be heavy guards over there, and if we go, we will be caught in the net. ”

Tang Shuai thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the back mountain!" Where low-level disciples practice all year round, they should be able to find the weapons they hide. Even if you don't have it, you can pick up stones to use as a hidden weapon, which is better than using your bare hands. ”

"Boom-"

Before Tang Shuai finished speaking, the entire Tang Gate was already shaking violently in the earth-shattering explosion, and an umbrella-shaped black cloud wrapped in skyrocketing flames rose directly south of the Tang Gate......

"The Hidden Weapon Workshop has exploded!" Tang Jinghong's eyes unconsciously left tears: "The elders of the workshop, according to the ancestral teachings, the jade of the enemy will be burned......

"The most terrifying thing about Tangmen is not the secret weapon. It's not poison, it's the group of soldiers who laid the foundation of the Tang Sect with no regrets and no regrets. The words that Xie Bangui once said echoed in everyone's ears for a long time.

Tang Shuai said calmly: "The workshop is gone, the White Lotus Sect will immediately send a master to help, I will take the miscellaneous Tang disciples to the palace, and the second uncle and the others will go first." ”

Tang Jinghong patted Tang Shuai's shoulder, and without saying a word, he led people back to the back mountain. As soon as the Tang Sect arrived at the foot of the mountain, the White Lotus Sect followed. Without hesitation, the Zatang disciples waved the weapons they had picked up from the enemy's side, and even broke the bamboo pole and rushed towards the White Lotus Sect members.

In just this short moment, the men and horses on both sides met each other at the foot of the mountain, the white blades splashed blood, and they fought frantically in one place, looking from a distance, it looked like two torrents, one black and one white, collided at the foot of the mountain into a blood-red whirlpool.

The disciples of the Tang Sect, who have been fighting in the rivers and lakes all the year round, have made a move to swallow mountains and rivers with the storm, and will never stop if they do not kill the enemy under the sword.

The White Lotus Sect, who had been instilled in the teachings since childhood, was also not afraid of life and death, and sought to fall with the enemy when they dropped their swords, even if they were splashed with blood for seven steps, they were still fearless.

As soon as the war between the two sides began, it entered a white-hot stage, such as Xu Wushi, who had already severed his limbs and arms, but was still wielding his sword and sacrificing his life to kill, Yin Yin's blood was flowing all over the mountain......

The battle between the two sides was raging, and suddenly there was a long howl from the crowd, just like the long howl of Jin Ge.

Among the White Lotus Sect members who were held up by the Tang Sect disciples, there were suddenly more than 100 people who burst out with energy, shaking a white cloth into a butterfly dance, revealing the gold shirt and silver belt inside.

"The Golden Samurai! White Lotus Sect Altar Guard? ”

The fat man and Lao Qian behind Xie Ban's ghost hall glanced at each other, and at the same time, with a roar, he waved his palm and slashed away at the stubborn enemy on his side, and pulled away to kill the golden-shirted warrior.

The other party was naturally not to be outdone, after the eighteen golden-shirted warriors took out the soft swords on their waists and rehinged the Tang Sect disciples in front of them into a rain of blood, the sword momentum did not decrease and directly took the two of them, and the two masters rushed in the three-way whirling sword light, and slashed wildly close to the golden-shirted warriors. The four soft swords instantly withdrew to defend, avoiding the wind of the two without any damage, and the other four immediately filled the gap and continued to attack the two......

The two masters, although they have experienced a hundred battles, are also entangled by eighteen swordsmen, and they can't get out for a while. Another thirty-two golden-shirted warriors drew their golden-backed slashing swords, and the Eight Directions Gudou forced the Tang Sect disciples who came forward to help them on the periphery, and the sword cooperation was invulnerable.

The rest of the golden-shirted warriors had already fought a bloody way to the high ground where Xie Bangui and the others had stood, with the cooperation of the White Lotus Sect.

The disciples who were guarding Tang Jinghong and the others withdrew their swords one after another, not afraid to be outnumbered and killed by the enemy.

Ten zhang in front of him, the sword light soared into the sky, and the blood shadow was spread. Xie Bangui sneered: "I didn't expect the White Lotus Sect to use the Golden Shirt Warrior so quickly. It's not a small story. ”

Tang Shuai hurriedly said: "You guys retreat quickly, I'll be them for a while......"

"Those of us who can't retreat, let the low-level disciples retreat first!" Xie Bangui smiled: "These hundred and ten lives are just for the miscellaneous Tang disciples, and the real killing moves are hidden in the crowd behind." ”

Xie Bangui suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Before the person arrives, the murderous aura has arrived, I don't know which master is coming." ”

"Holy Sect Protector Bai Jinghong is here!"

Bai Jinghong's voice was like a bell, and the person fell in front of Xie Bangui like a dragon. The knife in his hand was drenched in blood, the white robe around him was full of scarlet, and the cold light burst in the tiger's eyes, and he was murderous: "Who is Xie Bangui?" ”

Xie Bangui talked and laughed and said: "Lao Protector is here in person, Xie is terrified!" ”

Bai Jinghong secretly praised: "This son is shocked, no wonder the left envoy values him so much"

Bai Jinghong said coldly: "This seat is ordered by the left envoy Jun to take the head of Xie Ban Ghost, and the others get out of the way." ”

"Hahaha......" Xie Bangui said with a long smile: "It turned out that Wu Fei'er wanted my life, and Xie felt even more honored." ”

Although the meridians of Xie Bangui's legs were restored, the ten fingers of his hands were still swollen, and he had no way to bring the Soul Claw, so he could only reach out and pull out the Weeping Blood Treasure Knife on his waist.

In just a short moment, Xie Bangui's long knife had already drawn up the surrounding evil qi and turned it into a blade. The sword shadow is in the sky, the strength is overwhelming, and the domineering is even more tricky. Swinging more than ten sword winds in a row, attacking Bai Jinghong.

Bai Jinghong's body suddenly rose up, attacking back, and the blade slashed the half-ghost's wrist and arm. The silver rays of the Guan knife burst out, and seventy-nine swords were swung in one move, divided into seventy-nine different angles, but they fell at the same moment, and the blade surface cut through the air, causing a sharp roar like thunder!

Neither side was willing to give up their prestige a little, knowing that the outcome of the blow was unpredictable, but they tried their best to attack head-on.

Between the lightning and flint, the dragon-like sound of gold and iron striking sounded in a string, no one could hear how many rings there were, and they couldn't distinguish how many times they clashed, but they saw that the two figures were like projectiles shooting backwards and each retreated ten feet, holding each other from a distance, looking at each other angrily.

"Good!"

At the same time, the two sincerely praised each other's cleverness and shot again.

Bai Jinghong slashed horizontally to the sky, attracting the Nine Heavens Gang Qi, and the three-foot blade undertook several green rays falling from the sky, and immediately soared three zhang dazzling and cold.

Xie Bangui's long knife pointed at the ground, pulling the blood of the mountain, and the knife wind accumulated thousands of blood streams, and his body was covered with red clouds within ten zhang, and his body was like a demon god faintly moving and uncertain.

"Boom" The two surging energies finally collided in an instant, and the sky moved and the earth shook for it.

In the clouds and mist where blue and red intersect, the thunderbolts and thunderbolts shouted, as if all things in heaven and earth were suddenly boiling in a red glow, the demon spirit light flame bounced in the blood cloud, the sharp cold light cut through the sky, and the wind and the sword shadow shook and roared, like the groans of many unjust ghosts......

"Brother Xie, don't force his Jiutian Gang Qi, avoid his edge, and consume his sharpness......" Tang Shuai said to break the shortcomings of the Bai Jinghong Gong Method, which caused the Jinshan warriors to look at him angrily.

Two of them were even more angry, and their fists were directly at Tang Shuai's vital point. The latter was taken aback, and changed four directions in a row to narrowly avoid the opponent's fatal blow.

"Dragonwalk!"

The rest of the people saw that Tang Shuai had used the Tang Sect's peerless dragon footwork, and they were impressed by him and joined the battle group at the same time, and the golden-shirted warriors who besieged Tang Shuai for a time amounted to as many as twelve. forced Tang Shuai to be in a hurry, and danger abounded.

Seeing this scene, Xie Bangu, who was fighting in the sky, suddenly rushed to the crown angrily, his blood surged, regardless of the fierce momentum of the opponent's knife, his body sank like an arrow shooting backwards, straight into Tang Shuai's side, and his fists and palms shook the eight masters away, and he stretched out his arms to protect Tang Shuai behind him, and retreated again and again.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt came from the sky, and after slashing two Tang Sect masters who rushed up, he slashed down at Xie Bangui's head.

Xie Bangui was shocked, pushed Tang Shuai five feet out with one palm, and turned his head to the shoulder knife in Bai Jinghong's blow to the heavens and the earth, and the blood surged three feet, staining the battle robe.

"Brother Xie!" Tang Shuai shouted wildly, his eyes cracked, and he shouted hoarsely: "Kill-"

Tang Shuai roared and pointed like a sword, thousands of finger shadows, and the flicker came out, and the wild energy swirled from all directions, and the layers of sword qi were castrated, as if the blood blade was flying rapidly in the sky, there was nowhere to hide, and there was no flawlessness.

In an instant, a puff of blood rose with the sword, and the shredded flesh splashed all over the sky like water, and the figures of the twelve golden-shirted warriors with their chests exploding flew diagonally for several feet, thinking that they would be dismembered by the volley of sword qi when they landed, turning into a pile of minced flesh crackling and scattered all over the slope.

Bai Jinghong's body protection Shengang was also shattered by Tang Shuai, and after retreating five steps in a row, the big acupoints around his body all burst under the strong pressure from inside and outside, and the blood mist around his body sprayed wildly.

"Reincarnation Sword Finger!" Bai Jinghong gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you the famous sword Tang Qi?" ”

Tang Shuai replied expressionlessly: "In terms of seniority, it's my nephew!" ”

"It turns out that you are a direct descendant of the mad god Tang Tian! I am not wronged. I am not wronged, I am not wronged......"

Bai Jinghong laughed wildly and vomited blood three times and died, and his body fell into the dust.

Xie Bangui pulled out the knife on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and connected the three acupoints before he could barely stop the blood flow on his shoulder.

Over there, the old money and the fat man who were covered in blood also rushed over one after another, and said in unison: "Brother, how are you?" ”

Xie Bangui's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spew out a cloud of black blood: "Fatty, your blood-burning secret method is really not used by people, I worked hard to resist that old thing." Tang Shuai, how are you? ”

Blood spurted wildly from Tang Shuai's mouth and nose, and his pretty face became like a ghost, but he smiled reluctantly: "Our situation is similar." ”

In terms of skill, Xie Bangui and Tang Shuai were between Bozhong, just now the two of them were both dangerous moves, and they used secret methods to forcibly improve their cultivation in order to give up their lives with Bai Jinghong. Xie Bangui's vitality was greatly injured, and Tang Shuai was naturally not much better.

Xie Bangui wanted to say something more, but he heard the cries at the foot of the mountain like thunder, and when he looked around, he saw thousands of White Lotus Sect members, provoking the heads of Tang Sect disciples with the tip of their knives, and raising their arms and shouting wildly in the blood rain.

The old man, who had his back to the foot of the mountain, gasped in fright: "It's only a little bit older, why did all the Tang disciples die?" ”

"The White Lotus Sect has taken control of the official army!"

Although the White Lotus Sect members who came later were carrying the two battle flags of the White Lotus Sect, Suzaku and Xuanwu, they were holding the Ming army's standard ordnance in their hands, and they must have controlled a part of the army in Sichuan, so that in such a short period of time, the Zatang disciples would be hated by the strong bow and crossbow.

Tang Jinghong, who had already retreated to the top of the mountain, hurriedly rushed down: "The disciples have all withdrawn into the abandoned fort on the top of the mountain, and my aunt asked me to pick you up." ”

Xie Bangui smiled bitterly: "I hope that with the waste castle you said, I can hold on for a while!" ”

"Ass!" The fat man said angrily: "People have crossbows and bows, maybe they can get artillery." We don't even have a hidden weapon, so we can rely on a dirt city that is about to collapse, and it would be good to hold out until dawn. Brother, why don't I kill you out? ”