"Xiaoyun, what do you say?"

Su Xiao grabbed the Ruyi Binding Immortal Rope wrapped around his waist with his right hand and asked.

The fifth hearing Yun Ning was silent, and the eight of them stood scattered in the forest, the dazzling light shining through the gaps between the leaves, casting a little spot of light on the ground. The eight of them did not go any further, because there were already four monks in the thirteenth floor guard who stopped them on their way down the mountain.

Four other monks, armed with long steel sticks, blocked their route to the left and right.

The remaining five monks stood on a high place, looking at the fifth Tingyun and the others condescendingly, there was no special look on their eyes, and they looked very indifferent. Their faces were like water-filled dough, and although they looked warm, they were so stiff that they looked like dead objects.

Competing for speed, the fifth Tingyun still can't fight the thirteenth floor guard of the Seven Heavens of the Jie Dan Realm.

Although the forest in the mountains is not towering, it is lush enough, and the fifth listening cloud looks down the mountain through the forest gap, and feels a little regretful, they are only a stone's throw away from the bottom of the mountain. If you can't even break through this mountain, how can you go to the camp in the north of the town to move rescue soldiers......

"What else can I do? ”

Sikong Ming shrugged his shoulders, as if he was not afraid of the situation in front of him. When everyone else was out of breath and seized the time to use the Yuan Force Pranayama, his face was as usual, and he did not lose half of his strength because of the rush down the mountain just now. Looking at his indifferent appearance, it is estimated that with his style, it will not be difficult to escape the pursuit of the thirteenth floor guard.

Zhu Qi snorted: "You thief, you must have taken something that shouldn't be taken......"

Wan Feijian fakely glared at Zhu Qi before letting Zhu Qi silently swallow back the words that followed. But her words did remind the people present, except for Su Xiao, the rest of the people stared at Sikong Ming, and the meaning of inquiry in their eyes could not be more obvious.

They all knew that Sikong Ming had been known as the little thief king, and although Inoue Daxiang on the top of the mountain seemed to pick Sikong Ming at random, but now that he thought about it carefully, Inoue Lou set up such a game of chess, calculated the general Wei Xiao of Zhenbei, and ignored the relationship between Wushenlou and the Yanhua Empire...... With such a lot of effort, how could he just want to keep him just by looking at Sikong Ming?

Sikong Ming was stared at by everyone, and sneered: "I don't have it, don't lie to me." ”

Everyone saw that Sikong Ming's eyes were dodging, and his confidence was insufficient, and they already understood in their hearts. But now is not the time to investigate, so everyone didn't say anything, but everyone couldn't help but be a little curious about Sikong Ming stealing the things of the Martial God Building.

The thirteenth floor guard surrounded the eight of them in the fifth Tingyun, and the monks did not speak, but only moved closer to the middle step by step, gradually narrowing the encirclement of the fifth Tingyun and them.

"I can't care so much, I'll rush out first!"

Fifth, Tingyun knew that the other party's thirteen monks were all stronger than them, and if they were allowed to surround each other, then they really didn't want to go down the mountain. He made a decision immediately, his mind moved, and in the sound of inspection, yellow and white light flashed, and he stepped on the mirage technique and rushed straight forward.

The rest of the people are not slow.

Su Xiao hummed lightly, the jade arm circled, and the wishful binding immortal rope on his waist was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, and it suddenly grew to more than two zhang long. As soon as she pocketed her arm, the Ruyi Binding Immortal Suo was withdrawn, and in the midst of the whirring sound, she almost rushed forward side by side with the fifth Tingyun.

Sonorous bang.

Wan Feijian and Zhu Qi's brothers and sisters have the same heart, and they have been practicing Wudang swordsmanship for many years, so they drew their swords together and went towards the two monks on the side. Lou Yingxian, Cao Pojun, and Tan Jinchun were slightly slower than Wan Zhu, but the three of them did not move, and if they moved, the ground shook slightly, and the vast elemental power rushed forward like a river.

Their purpose was to go down the mountain.

So the target of the seven people all chose the four monks who stopped at the front.

Only Sikong Ming was the only one standing in place, he knew that fighting was not his own strength, so he waited for the opportunity to find the enemy's flaws......

The four monks in front of him held a stick in one hand, although they saw the enemy coming, their expressions were not unusual.

The oncoming Yuan Force set off a strong wind, blowing their close-fitting monk's robes and the surrounding leaves rattling.

Fifth, Tingyun and Su Xiao's attacks were the fastest, and they arrived in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the four monks suddenly opened their eyes wide, twisted their waists and twisted their bodies, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. The stainless steel long stick in their hands swept in front of them, and suddenly four strong Yuan forces burst out, Yuan Force transformed, and it became a shield, and it was very casual to block the two swords of Liren Kun Mu, and Su Xiao's Ruyi Binding Immortal Suo was also like a quagmire, and the swing was slow, and there was no previous power.

At this time, Wan Zhu's double sword attacked.

The two monks in the center raised their sticks at the same time, and the Wudang swordsmanship was incomparable, and there were always dozens of strange changes behind every ordinary move. But the two monks' extremely ordinary stick-raising block, although it is very ordinary, but Wan Zhu and the others were shocked at the same time, and the changes after the sword move were unexpectedly impossible. Their one sword contains many changes, and the two monks and two sticks make them unable to change!

Clang!

The deafening sound of gold and iron clashing filled the jungle.

Wan Feijian and Zhu Qi snorted slightly, and they were shocked and flew back.

And the two monks didn't make any moves, just put down the steel long stick and waited for Lou Yingxian, Cao Pojun and Tan Jinchun to attack.

Although Lou, Cao, and Tan shot at the same time, they also had a priority with each other at this time.

Tan Jinchun's dantian is full of pure wood-based Yuan Force, and here is in the mountains and forests, which is a place where wood-based elements are enriched, so he is the most handy at operating Yuan Force. With just one thought, the whole mountain echoed, and he walked in front of the three. Around him, there are countless rattan branches like tentacles stabbing forward, although it is a wooden vine, but through the stone and the ground, sharp and difficult, this attack, can be worthy of ten thousand arrows.

The four monks blocking the road seemed to sense the strangeness of Tan Jinchun's Yuan Li, and their dead faces showed a few strange appreciations. The posture of the four monks holding the stick in their right hand remains unchanged, and the flat end of their left hand changes the seal in front of their chest, and the four monks move in unison, as if carved out of a mold. Between the switch of seals, an illusory bronze bell appeared, protecting the four monks in the bell, the bronze bell rotated, and countless wooden vines hit it, but they were all turned back.

Among the thousands of wooden branches, Tan Jinchun's palms were printed on the bell.

Boom!

The bell rings.

Tan Jinchun spat out a mouthful of blood, and then flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, smashing four or five stout trees before falling to the ground. Seeing the way blood gushes from his mouth, I'm afraid he won't be able to fight anymore.

"Be careful...... They can bounce back all the Yuan Force......" Tan Jinchun shouted with thick blood in his mouth.

Lou Yingxian took five steps forward, and he came to the bronze bell.

Tan Jinchun's shouts drifted away, and he didn't know if Lou Yingxian heard it.

But that didn't matter anymore, because he had taken the sixth step.

The sixth step of the seven-step kill...... It seemed that he had reached this step for the first time since he had cultivated the seven-step kill......

Titicaca......

The big trees around the four monks broke one after another.

The ground under the feet of the four monks cracked inch by inch.

Endless killing intent, waiting outside the bronze bell, is like thousands of troops, attacking the city!

With a click, the first crack appeared on the surface of the bell.

Lou Ying was now slightly satisfied, even in the face of cultivators who were three levels higher than himself, he never felt that he did not have the strength to fight.

Click...... The crack is expanding a little slower than expected.

But as long as it's expanding, that's good.

The four monks stood in the transparent and illusory bell, and they could see Lou Yingxian's somewhat arrogant expression. They laughed together in a strange way, and then the seal of their left hand changed again, and the humming sound began, and the surface of the bronze bell shone brightly, and thousands of dazzling rays of light shot out of it, like the sun exploding. And the bronze bell exploded violently, and the powerful Yuan Force spread out like water waves.

Lou Yingxian's face was slightly bitter, his body was shocked, and five of the seven orifices were bleeding.