Chapter 142: Sacrifice Day

Nothing was said all night.

It was just dawn, and Xing Feng woke up in the midst of the crowd.

When I jumped on the roof, I saw a sea of people, and there were figures everywhere.

Dressed in the most traditional kimonos, they hold a variety of slogans and ornaments in their hands, causing a wave to rush towards them.

Crowds!

Their direction is undoubtedly the famous Rakshasa Temple in the cherry blossom country.

"Where's Chuanxiong?" Xing Feng asked a maid.

"Sir has already gone to the venue!" The maid replied.

"Let's go!" As soon as Xing Feng gave the order, he took Jasmine and the others and ran to the Rakshasa Ancient Temple.

Whoosh!

The figure was like a ghost, and it quietly flashed into a mulberry tree.

This ancient mulberry tree, located in the southeast of the Rakshasa Ancient Temple, has survived for I don't know how many years, and its thick trunk and vigorous branches spread in all directions, like a huge umbrella that is stretched out, covering the sky and the sun.

As soon as Xing Feng and the others landed, Jasmine whispered, "There are people in the tree!" ”

"Ignore it!" Xing Fenghun didn't care.

The mulberry tree is so big, so naturally some people come up to join in the fun.

The other party was obviously aware of them as well, and was equally silent.

Obviously, no one would be stupid enough to mess around at such a time.

Standing on the big mulberry tree, you can see the situation inside the Rakshasa Temple at a glance.

The towering stupa is the most eye-catching.

Layer after layer, up to the spire.

Xing Feng subconsciously raised his eyes, thinking of the situation that Yunqi and Juekong encountered on the spire last night, and turned his head and ordered: "Juekong, you go to Chuanxiong and remind him that there is something strange in the Rakshasa Ancient Temple!" ”

"Senior brother, don't worry!" Juekong scratched his bald head, turned around and swept down.

At this time, 10,000 people attacked, and almost the entire Sakura Country gathered here.

The entire Rakshasa ancient temple inside and outside is surrounded by water.

The most striking thing is that the white-clothed people and Buddhist monks under the pagoda are the Chuanxiong of the Benxiang Palace, and the host of the Rakshasa Ancient Temple, Fabian!

One is gentle and personable, the other is kind and kind-eyed, and he gets a high monk.

In addition to this, there are many white-clothed swordsmen and monks, maintaining order.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

At this moment, behind the crowd, there was a special suona sound.

There was a mighty procession.

They are all dressed in gold-trimmed clothes, carrying flags, gongs and drums shaking the sky, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Eastern Imperial Family!"

"It's someone from the Eastern Imperial Family who is here!"

"The one on the sedan chair must be the Eastern Emperor of the Eastern Imperial Family......"

The crowd looked excited, and even some of the faithful believers had already bowed and worshipped.

I saw a sedan chair with black and gold edges, the pattern tent was hanging down, and the flag was flying.

A man in a robe sat upright, with a yin and yang mask on his face, looking mysterious and bewitching.

Behind him, there is also a sedan chair.

On the contrary, the sedan chair is pure white and flawless.

Under the breeze, a woman in a white dress sat quietly inside, her face covered with a veil, and her eyes revealed a sluggish and confused look.

"It's Yuqing!" Xing Feng's heart tightened.

But he knew that now was not the time to do it.

"Is the woman on the sedan chair a priest?"

"I don't know which family's daughter has such a great blessing!"

"I'd love to see her face......"

The crowd below was in a commotion, and Chuanxiong and Fabian on the stage stopped talking, and they all turned their heads to look at the comer.

Swish!

The next moment, the man in the black sedan chair, like a phantom, appeared in front of the two.

Chuanxiong smiled slightly: "Donghuangjun, the cards that appear are always so earth-shattering!" ”

"My Eastern Imperial Family is a clan, and it is such a grand sacrifice day, of course there must be a ceremony!" The Eastern Emperor responded.

In Chuanxiong's eyes, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashed, but he still smiled on the surface: "Indeed, your Eastern Imperial Family is even going to surpass my True Xiang Palace!" ”

Under the mask of the Eastern Emperor, he let out two sneers, and then saluted the Fabian host: "Fabian host, how are you doing lately?" ”

"Alright!" Fabian presided over the return gift.

"The hour is coming, let's get started!" Chuanxiong opened his mouth, and the three of them presided over the East Emperor and Fabian, and made a series of opening remarks, and immediately, everyone bowed and worshipped, singing and dancing.

A team dressed in strange costumes, dancing from the crowd.

He sings lyrics that people can't understand.

As the song began, everyone present looked solemn and sang in unison.

The entire sky above the Rakshasa Ancient Temple turned into a sound.

"What are you singing about?" Yang Baichuan on the mulberry tree scolded in a low voice.

"Hehe, you go down and ask!" Blood Pupil grinned.

"Shut up, the ceremony begins!" Jasmine said, pointing to the stupa.

I saw that eight men from the Eastern Imperial Family were already carrying the sedan chair where Li Yuqing was and walking towards the top of the pagoda.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floor...... Eighteen floors in total!

Xing Feng's gaze stared at the pagoda tightly, not missing a second.

It wasn't until it was sent to the top that the singing gradually subsided.

"Do it!" Xing Feng let out a low snort, and rushed into the pagoda like an arrow.

Directly on the eaves of the third floor.

Just as he was about to jump again, two cold fronts suddenly attacked.

Brush!

Xing Feng's figure flashed, dodging a blow.

I saw more than a dozen figures in black tights falling around him, surrounding him tightly.

"God of War, we meet again!" One of the women smiled seductively.

"Twelve Earth Shinobi, didn't you die enough last time?" Xing Feng glanced at it.

"No way, where the duty lies, I know that it's not your opponent, but it's still necessary to stop it!" As soon as the cherry blossoms fell, a petal cherry blossom fell suddenly.

"Boss, you keep going, these ground endurances, leave them to us!" Yang Baichuan's voice came.

Apparently, Jasmine they caught up.

In addition to a few of them, there are seven or eight other members of the special forces, and the lineup is not small.

"Watch yourselves!"

Xing Feng left a sentence and turned up.

Rumble!

A huge fist, smashed out of thin air.

Xing Feng took it with a punch, and just after it was resolved, another punch struck.

Front and back, left and right, in all directions, dense as the wind.

"Heavenly forbearance?"

"Exactly!"

A masked man appeared, his eyes full of incomparable pride: "I heard that you are known as the god of war, and you have killed more than a dozen people of my Eastern Imperial Family!" ”

"Next, that's more than that!" Xing Feng's face did not change color.

"Look for death!"

Boom!

With a hum, the masked man pulled out a knife and slashed it down.

The sword was so bright that it caused the air to vibrate.

Xing Feng flicked his fingers, shook it back, and slashed it with two more blades.

"Four?"

The four heavenly forbearances are equivalent to the strength of the middle and late stages of the grandmaster realm, and the power can be seen when they shoot at the same time.

Xing Feng's breath surged, a little golden light swayed, and he raised his hand to slap.

A huge Buddha's hand swept over.

Airplanes!

The other party Tianren also reacted quickly, and as soon as his body twisted, he disappeared in place.

"Ninjutsu, it's just a more advanced trick, how far can you go?" Xing Feng slapped it with another palm.

"Hahahaha, Ole Feng, you play first, let's go up!"

"Honey, hard work!"

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, the sound of banter came into my ears.

I saw a few familiar faces, swept up from under the tower.

It was the three opponents of Lesm, Shirley and Annal.

Xing Feng had long expected them to take advantage of the situation, and sneered: "Do you think it's that easy? ”

"At least, there's a chance, isn't it?" Lesm shrugged and quickly ascended the stairs.

Obviously, not only did he want to save Li Yuqing, but there were many other people who were thinking about Li Yuqing.

As long as Li Yuqing is taken, it can naturally become a weapon to threaten Xing Feng and make him hand over his things!

Bang bang bang!

Click!

The strong wind swept everywhere, and the fierce battle left scars on the pagoda.

A section of the railing, in response to the sound, fell from a height and slammed into the ground.

Crash!

The people below, who were still unaware, screamed and shouted, and looked up at the pagoda in unison: "Look, there are people fighting on the pagoda!" ”

"Oh my God, how dare anyone disturb the day of the sacrifice!"

"Is it trying to rob the priestess?"

"Don't panic, little thief, we'll capture him soon!" Donghuangjun raised his eyes and glanced at it, his tone was very indifferent.

Obviously, all this, he had expected a long time ago.

"Where did the thief come from, dare to mess around on my sacrificial day, take it down for me!" Chuanxiong shouted.

A group of white-clothed swordsmen, carrying their swords.