"Don't say it's a ghost when you're dead, your uncle's name is Huo Yanyan!" The red-robed man Huo roared angrily, leading more than a hundred red-shirted disciples to kill the generals.

The fat man on the other side was not far behind, his feet did not stop, and more than 100 yellow-shirted disciples also approached quickly with him. Outside the gate of the Immortal Temple, one left and one right, the two Star Palace teams immediately fought with the people from the rivers and lakes who came to help.

Guo Yan saw that the two people who took the lead were unstoppable, frowned slightly, and shouted loudly, "Yuanxiang Abbot, please clean up that fat man, this red-robed barbarian will be handed over to Guo." After speaking, he whispered to the Shaolin Temple Taoist Master who was standing aside, "If you talk about martial arts, I should belong to two senior monks and Guo, so I also asked the master to protect Brother Dao, just in case." ”

"Amitabha, the old man knows."

Guo Yan nodded, "A certain one is also going - Huo Yanyan, the beggar helps Guo Yan here, take his life!" ”

Hearing this, Huo Yanyan kicked away a martial arts person who wielded a sword. Guo Yan was famous, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and with a show of his red robe, he took out a pair of flame-like strange-shaped blades from his sleeve, which was the weapon of the Martial Arts Qimen from the Western Regions-Flame Order. This order can be stabbed and hooked, slashed, cut, chopped, and slashed, and even locked the opponent's blade.

Guo Yan hit the dog stick with his back on his back, but he didn't use it, his hands were accumulating, and after approaching Huo Yanyan, his left hand suddenly slapped out. Huo Yanyan's left hand was sealed with a flame order, and the flame order in his right hand stretched forward, straight into Guo Yan's chest.

With a loud bang, Huo Yanyan's right hand just swung out, and his left hand was shocked, and he was actually slashed upside down by Guo Yan's dragon palm with a move.

After a hard fight with Huo Yanyan, Guo Yanxin made up his mind. Although the red-clothed barbarian in front of him has high skills, he is very far from him, and if he fights alone without thirty moves, he can kill him.

Tu Huaishen, who was on the side, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Huo Crazy Flame Servant being slapped away as soon as he fought with him. He flew down and was about to join the battle group, but was stopped by the abbot of the Dafu Vulture Temple in Qingliang Mountain.

Tu Huai was silent, he was short and fat, but his body was as smart as a civet cat, and he was impermeable with a mountain-breaking cone dance. It's just that in the face of the round phase of the big ginseng palm, it is obvious that the strength is not enough.

The joy on his face suddenly swept away, turned into a bitter gourd face, fought a few moves, and knew that he was invincible, so he shouted, "I have exhausted the elite of the two halls of fire and earth, are you still watching the show?" ”

On the other side, Huo Yanyan roared angrily, like an angry fire slamming around Guo Yan, but he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Two pieces of waste!" There was an angry roar in the deep forest in the distance, and three men and horses were killed from all directions, each wearing white shirts, green shirts, and basket shirts.

"My Star Palace Five Elements Elder and Twelve Incense Lords are here, so why don't you surrender early?" It was a woman in black who spoke.

Seeing that the enemy had new reinforcements, Zhao Kun's face sank. And Guo Yan and Yuanxiang originally had the upper hand in the battle, but it was difficult to win because two of the three leading people joined the battle group.

The only remaining tiger among the three also rushed towards Zhao Kun. His face was full of beard, his forehead was wrapped in a silver belt, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. The silver-white robe was tucked up at the waist, the sleeves were rolled up high, and the golden bracers were worn on the wrists, reaching to the elbows, and in his hands he held a two-sided axe like a bronze wheel. The tall body was full of mighty momentum, shining in the firelight, like a god.

"Open the armor under the bag, Elder Jintang of the Star Palace. Yuyangzi Daoist, don't come to harm? The man's voice was not loud, but Zhao Kun's ears were faintly numb.

"Is that you?" The image of the person in front of him was immediately compared with the four messengers that day, "Sure enough, it's you." ”

"Amitabha," Master Dao Ku chanted the Buddha's name lightly, clasped his hands together, and slowly faced this amazing enemy, not daring to take it lightly.

However, Bao Kaijia was not alone, he was followed by several good players, dressed in various colors, but they were completely different from ordinary gangs.

The first two white-clothed men waved a silver shuttle, and the other raised his mace and soared. Seeing this, Duan Sicong, the son of Dali, who was standing behind Zhao Kun, took the initiative to greet him. One finger dropped the silver shuttle, then rose to his feet and exchanged a volley with another person. The sound of gold and iron resounded in the night sky, and the powerful blow was actually blocked back by Duan Sicong with a yang finger.

The person who sent out the silver shuttle before hurriedly grabbed it, brandishing the silver spear, but was stopped by the Duan family general and became a ball of battle.

Feng Wanhua, who was standing behind him, also drew his long sword. The Flowing Frost Sword and the long sword were as cold as water, and they floated against the two red-clothed incense masters without any effort, and the martial arts people behind them also killed one after another.

——Piaomei Peak is located in the boundary of Sichuan and Yunnan, in the big snow mountain of 100,000 mountains, the peak is covered with snow all the year round, and there are 10,000 red plum trees. Since the founding ancestor established a sect here more than 100 years ago, it has been passed down for four generations to the Snow Peak Shenni.

In the four generations, Piaomei Peak has a single lineage, and his disciples have all become nuns. Xuefeng Shenni traveled all over the world in the past, seeing the chaos of the world, and the living creatures were miserable, and he couldn't bear it. Therefore, after she took over the portal, she broke the rules and accepted four lay disciples. I hope they can help the poor with martial arts. Her disciples also live up to the expectations of the teacher, the eldest disciple Feng Wanhua and the second disciple Lin Xiangyuan are both famous chivalrous women, and the third disciple Ji Meiyu and the youngest disciple Murong Zimei have not yet completed their martial arts, so they have never walked down the mountain.

Feng Wanhua's eyebrows are slender and into the sideburns, and her eyes are like cold stars. Although she has never been shaved, she has followed her master Xuefeng Shenni for many years, so she only wears a pale cyan robe, but her long figure and refined temperament are outstanding, which is impressive.

And the martial arts of this Flowing Frost Sword are also superb. Three years ago, just off the mountain, he killed the four Kou of Jiangdong with a flowing frost sword, and his skills shocked the rivers and lakes, and now the swordsmanship is becoming more and more proficient, and he fought with the two red-clothed incense masters for a while, and the two people who killed him were defeated and retreated.

Seeing this, there were two yellow-clothed incense lords around, and they abandoned their opponents - ordinary people in the rivers and lakes were not opponents of the Star Palace Gang, and they were killed and injured in a short time. Seeing that they had won the battle, the two incense masters of Tutang Boulder and Light Dust immediately turned around and attacked Feng Wanhua with Blaze and Fierce Blazing.

Feng Wanhua still had the strength to fight alone, and when he saw this, he immediately turned the long sword and stabbed at the master of the boulder incense, the boulder long shield was raised, and the thick-backed knife pierced out from under the shield, slashing at the waist of the frost sword.

The long sword lightly touched the shield, Feng Wanhua floated up with the help of his strength, his arms stretched, the green clothes flew away, and he flew away, but the frost sword slashed towards the waist of the flame like lightning. Blaze didn't expect her to make such a quick move, and was shocked, and hurriedly rolled backwards. As soon as his body was raised, his left arm had been cut off by the sword blade.

Seeing this, Meng Chi hurriedly rushed up but was beaten back by Feng Wanhua with three swords, and then drew a semicircle behind him with his hand, forcing the combined attack of the two of them. The Flowing Frost Sword is unforgiving, the Lingtai is clear, and the attack is rushed, not giving the other party a chance. In a moment, the three of them had exchanged dozens of moves, and the two incense masters were upset by her, and they were out of breath under her quick round of attacks, and hurriedly exerted their strength under their feet, retreating step by step.