Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Descends from the Sky
The sound of dense explosions sounded, and the crying and shouting outside the Xuanxin Hall sounded like a ball, and for a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, like hell on earth,
After Su Moyu took out two hundred flame explosion talismans, he released them in one go, and those disciples who were eager to make meritorious contributions in front of the sect master suddenly became living targets.
Yuanyangzi, who was standing outside the Xuanxin Palace, finally showed an angry expression again, so he raised his two fingers and shot again,
A sharp sword qi slashed through the sky and stabbed at Su Moyu.
Because of the previous dumb matter, Su Moyu had been paying attention to Yuan Yoko's actions, and when he saw him make a slight move, he immediately picked up the few remaining spirits and cast the ghost king step.
In an instant, Su Moyu disappeared from the spot, and by the time the sword qi arrived, Su Moyu had already narrowly avoided it.
The sword qi pierced into the earth, and a big pit exploded in an instant, and those disciples who didn't have time to escape also suffered from it, and the crying was even worse,
Yuan Yangzi, one blow was fruitless, and the anger in his heart was even stronger.
Suddenly, he turned his head and saw the unconscious mute child leaning under the stone pillar, smiled at Su Moyu in the distance, and then slowly stretched out his hand and pointed in her direction.
This time, he deliberately slowed down his movements, just waiting for Su Moyu to react.
Su Moyu saw the direction of his finger, and instantly understood what he wanted to do.
kept scolding meanness in his heart, but he had to rush in the direction of his finger.
This is what Yuanyangzi wants, he instructed Su Moyu with his hand, and then he will attack the dumb child, if Su Moyu is really a ruthless person, he can naturally ignore it.
According to Yuanyangzi's judgment, Su Moyu is not like this.
So as long as he makes a gesture to attack the dumb child, the other party will definitely react.
Sure enough, things were as he expected, and Su Moyu rushed to the dumb one.
"Let's die together. Another sword qi flew out from his fingertips and went straight towards Su Moyu and the others.
Yuanyangzi is the sect master of the Xuanjian Sect, and he is also the number one master in the sect, and he has the cultivation of the upper realm of Guiyuan. Even in the entire Yunzhou, it can at least rank in the top three.
Therefore, even if he doesn't use this method, Su Moyu may not be able to dodge, not to mention that he has a calculating plan, so that Su Moyu can't avoid it.
If it weren't for standing in front of that sword qi head-on, Su Moyu couldn't imagine the pressure brought by the Guiyuan Realm master at all.
The moment the sword qi broke through Yuan Yangzi's fingers, Su Moyu smelled a smell of death.
He only had time to raise the Styx in his hand, and he drank the sword qi and collided head-on, and then the whole person flew out directly upside down, crashed into the dumb child, and rolled backwards for seven or eight feet before stopping.
The new and old injuries on his body collapsed at the same time, and Su Moyu was bleeding profusely.
Not only that, but the number one sword of the ghost sword stream, the ghost sword Styx, actually directly opened a gap.
Su Moyu didn't have time to be surprised, Yuan Yangzi, who was standing outside the Xuanxin Palace, pointed out the third finger again. It was still that desperate sword qi, and without waiting for Su Moyu to react, he came to the front of him.
This finger sword qi still poked at the ghost sword Styx without accident. Su Moyu flew backwards several feet away again, hitting a wall before barely stopping.
Blood flowed out of his mouth, falling to the ground drop by drop, Su Moyu lowered his head and couldn't stop coughing up blood.
And at this time, Yuan Yangzi's fourth finger was ready, how could Su Moyu's current state be able to catch it?
But at this moment, there were strong tremors from the depths of the earth.
The towering mountain began to shake incessantly, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.
The disciples of the sect who were outside the Xuanxin Hall didn't know what was going on, and they suddenly became a mess.
And Yuan Yangzi, who was standing on the jade steps, instantly turned pale.
He knew exactly what the tremors under his feet meant.
It's just that he doesn't know, who dares to do this, can do this?
At this moment, above the Xuanxin Hall behind him, there was a strong frightening aura coming.
"Retreat!" Yuan Yangzi waved his sleeves, and dozens of people in front of him and behind him were carried by him and flew away more than ten feet away.
Almost at the same time, the Xuanxin Palace, which had stood at the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak for thousands of years, collapsed at this moment.
The rubble and dust were still flying in the air, and someone laughed in it: "It's so lively, how about I intervene too?"
Before the words fell, a tall figure slowly walked out of it,
Yuan Yangzi glanced at the man, and saw that the other party was a strong man with a height of two feet, this person had a rough face, **** upper body, and under the bronzed skin, there were scary muscles that were strong.
But for Yuan Yangzi, this was not enough to make any change in his mood, what made his heart tighten was the two flowing black numbers on this guy's chest.
Fifteen!
"Heavenly Demon Dao?" Yuan Yangzi took a deep breath, activated his sleeve, and took out the saber he hadn't used for many years.
"Yuan Yangzi, the top three master in Yunzhou, is so honored to know that we are such an evil demon!" the man let out a series of wild laughs.
Yuanyangzi has lived in the Xuanxin Hall for a long time, and rarely goes out of the mountain for hundreds of years, but he has heard of many things outside the mountain.
This Heavenly Demon Dao is a new sect that has emerged in recent decades, and several small sects have been destroyed since its appearance.
In this regard, the eight major factions of Yunzhou once organized a crusade team, but after several major battles before and after, the strength of the eight factions did not take advantage of the slightest.
For this mysterious sect, the only thing that the eight major sects know is that each of them will write down numbers with special charms.
The smaller the number, the stronger it is.
But over the years, no one has seen a single-digit powerhouse. The fifteenth demon in front of him is already the strongest person known.
"Bai Xingchen!" Yuan Yangzi shouted violently, and at the same time, in an inconspicuous corner, his closed disciple appeared.
"Master?" he glanced at the fifteenth demon, his heart full of vigilance.
"I'll deal with this guy, you lead the rest of the people to rush to the forbidden land in the back mountain, no matter what it takes, you can't let an accident happen there!" Yuan Yangzi shouted.
Bai Xingchen is the henchman of Yuanyangzi's henchmen, and rarely appears in front of people.
Outside the main hall, so many people surrounded and suppressed Su Moyu and Du'er, and even Yu Yuanyangzi personally took action several times, but he never sent his most powerful protégé.
But now, in front of the public, he let him lead the team to defend against the enemy.
Bai Xingchen knew that it was now a crisis moment for the survival of the sect, so he didn't dare to slack off a little, turned around and shouted: "Everyone, follow me!"
In just an instant, those outside the main hall who were not injured, or who had only suffered minor injuries, descended into the sea of clouds with Bai Xingchen.