Chapter 22: Battle!

Before he could finish reading the news he had received from the ticket, the man walked straight into the temple gate, as if he knew that someone was inside.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a knife.

The sharp knife came out of the sheath, and in front of Zhao outside, it seemed that it had fallen into the ice cellar in an instant. With a murderous look on one's face.

"Dang!"

The swords clashed, and Ye Tianlong slashed at random somewhere in the temple where there was no one, as if he knew that there were people there.

Li Yuncong's sword.

He looked at the swordsman in front of him with a stubble on his beard, his eyes full of mockery.

"That's it? I don't hide in another place. ”

The knife went down, blocked by the sword. Turning his hand, the sharp tip of the sword danced like a dragon on the man's long sword, which he could not resist.

Chopping is like a mountain, and dancing like a dragon.

Li Yuncong didn't say a word, he took another half step back, and the two were not at the same level at all.

"Wasted the lives of your men."

Ye Tianlong said, his voice was grinning, and his words were full of ridicule.

Zhao Qian didn't stand outside and watch, at this time, it was the stupidest thing to sit and wait to die, especially when you were in the middle of two beasts that could kill you at will.

Clenching the sword in his hand, he had never thought of staying here.

stepped on the white horse, which had long been restless outside the temple gate, patted the horse's ass with the blade of the sword in his hand, and walked away.

No matter how smart this horse is, it is no more intelligent than a sword.

The sound of horses' hooves was loud, and the sound of "stamping" echoed in the mountains and forests.

At this time, the people in the temple had no time to take care of the little ant who escaped outside.

The swords were holding each other, and a trace of disappointment flashed in Li Yuncong's eyes, this emotion flashed like a meteor in his eyes, but it was still captured by his opponent.

"Distracted?" Ye Tianlong's left arm turned into a tiger claw, as swift and deadly as a poisonous snake's attack.

The speed was very fast, and it was accurately printed on Li Yuncong's chest.

"You've regressed a lot."

The man carried the knife and looked at the man who was half-kneeling on the ground and spitting blood. The expression of this guy in front of him was very strange, and he did not have the fear of facing death because of his injury. On the contrary, he smiled half-heartedly, and the slight curvature of the corners of his mouth combined with his treacherous eyes made people subconsciously realize that something was wrong.

"I remember, you are a tiger raised by Qingcheng Sword Immortal Xu Banke, right?"

Li Yuncong looked at his opponent, this guy was a beast after all, and he could instinctively feel it when danger was approaching.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Tianlong was not in a hurry to kill the guy in front of him, and became cautious.

Stopped the knife, because this ruined temple was simply a formation. And the person in front of him pretended to be invincible to attract him, and finally started with a mouthful of essence blood.

"If I hadn't mistakenly taken the demon pill refined by my master, how could I have been grinding with this little thing."

Seven Evil Formations.

The man looked at it and had some bottom in his heart. But it's not.

"How? See what's wrong? After all, it is a beast that acts on instinct. ”

Li Yuncong got up and looked at the close opponent in front of him, as if he knew the power of this formation, and he didn't dare to move.

So, at this moment, his sword moved.

The sword was steady, not much different from his previous sword moves. But in Ye Tianlong's eyes, this sword was tantamount to a beast-like existence.

He still knew the Seven Evil Formations, and this formation was known as the strongest formation below the unbroken momentum.

Losing his previous self-confidence, the bearded swordsman raised his knife in response, his eyes widened and he watched, and the guy's sword instantly became more vigorous.

Sure enough, turn evil into strength. As long as he fights, he will become stronger.

Quick.

It's like thinking of one of the only solutions, the knife momentum, and it's even stronger.

The sword flashed, and the aftermath shook off the dust and cobwebs on the temple beams, shattering countless tiles on the temple roof.

"Dang!"

Li Yuncong's sword was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly.

He felt the cold light on his sword stab at his foe like a hail of falling dots, and the demon swordsman who had just been a little invincible was now a little tired of coping.

The swordsman looked at this monster, if it was a transformation monster that took the path of true cultivation, it would never be so weak. Ye Tianlong in front of him is a little heeled. It is rumored that before he transformed, he was a mount that Qingcheng Sword Immortal Xu Banke sat on, but because he accidentally swallowed the pill in his master's pill room, he turned into a human form in advance, and his cultivation future was broken.

It was given to the current saint by its owner, and later because of the love of the current saint, he was named the commander of the Qianniu Weizuo Mansion.

Another sword stabbed out and went straight to the throat of his opponent.

He wanted to end it early.

"Peng!"

The sword struck the opponent's blade, and Ye Tianlong had a lot of large and small wounds on his body. But his face was quite resolute, and after blocking the sword, he still wanted to fight back.

"Poof! While! ”

The next sword came first.

Li Yuncong looked coldly at the opponent with the sword in his chest opposite him, and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

Although he has great strength, his body can't withstand it for long.

What is foreign is empty after all.

But no blood flowed from the sword, and it sounded as if it had hit a golden stone. The handle was just about to be withdrawn.

One hand.

Grip.

Ye Tianlong looked at the man fiercely, and clenched the long sword that pierced his opponent's body with his left hand, completely ignoring the blade in his hand.

The knife was slashed out, and the swordsman abandoned the sword and retreated unhurriedly.

Li Yuncong looked indifferently at the guy in front of him who was covered in golden light, he was unscathed, except for the clothes on his body.

"I forced out the vajra talisman given to me by the master, and I will pay for it with your life."

Throwing the opponent's weapon aside, Ye Tianlong looked at the person opposite, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

The knife was raised between the words, and his moves changed, completely lacking the offensive and defensive posture just now.

At the moment, he doesn't need to defend at all.

Offense and defense are swapped.