The Holy Yan Exorcism Order was originally a sword technique that required two people to perform, one for light and one for killing, one for receiving the enemy's attack, and one for strangling in the gap. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xu Feng recalled that when he first sacrificed himself to enlighten in Lingxu Pavilion and met the ancestors of Lingxu Pavilion, he had also witnessed the swordsmanship of the male and female double swords practicing the Holy Yan exorcism.

The sword moves of the geniuses of the Daomen seemed to be random, but they were as small as a dragon, and they laid down a killing array in the drizzle, as if even the rain falling from the sky was their weapon, covering the world full of sword light.

Ah Cai's body was very fast, like a white light dangling in front of Xu Feng, his eyes looked at each other, as if he knew what Xu Feng was thinking, his body suddenly deviated, and he made the same sword move as when he practiced swords in the rain, Xu Feng immediately flew up in the air, his toes lightly touched Ah Cai's calf, and his body flew out sideways, like a swallow in the rain, the black sword cracked the ghostly light, and smashed out the Dao Zhenyuan.

The two of them seemed to be light in their figures, but the sword qi that erupted was extremely powerful. In the center of the cave that was originally gloomy and cold, some white cold began to ethereal, and the chill condensed by the exorcism sword technique at that time condensed the water vapor in the air, and was the result of being triggered by the true yuan.

The sword light and phantom flew within a few feet, and before the corpse puppets could attack again, the pale yellow human head had already rolled down, and the headless body staggered two steps and fell to the ground......

A quarter of an hour had passed since the chaotic killing, and the torrent of corpse puppets had stopped, and countless battle circles, large and small, had formed in the hundred-zhang-wide cave mansion, and there were still disciples who could not support it and fell.

At the entrance of the cave at the very front, there was a dull explosion, it was Elder Miaoyu trying his best to bombard the gate of the cave that was blocked by the mountain rocks.

Hundreds of corpse puppets had already been used to the extreme, turning into countless black streamers to chase and intercept the cyan Dao robed Miaoyu in front of them, trying to prevent this master from killing the bloody path and collapsing the stone gate.

Dozens of zhang high stone gate in front of the streamer flying, the true yuan agitated, from time to time there was a blasting sound between the heaven and earth yuan qi colliding, and there were corpse puppets mixed with ruined flesh and bones smashed from the air. The situation was already extremely critical, the white floating dust of the Miaoyu Dao had turned gray-black, several piercing bloody mouths on the Dao robe were more than a foot long, the neat bun was already messy, and the face as white as jade looked even paler due to the consumption of true yuan.

Elder Miaoyu fought and hid, under the pursuit of many corpse puppets, taking advantage of the enemy's weakness of being relatively sluggish, looking for a favorable opportunity to bombard the mountain gate blocked by the rocks, not only to kill the enemy, but also to find a way to break through the cave, so the battle was extremely hard, fighting for decades of cultivation, under several bombardments, the stone gate was unmoved, and the worst had been planned in his heart.

In the face of the torrent of corpse puppets, the morale of the crowd became lower and lower, and the more seriously injured disciples even gave up their resistance, lying on their backs on the cold stone steps, gasping for breath, their eyes full of fear and despair.

Despair is like a plague, it will spread and spread rapidly, as long as there are one or two disciples who let go of resistance, the psychological bottom line of others will collapse instantly, and more disciples will no longer have the strength to kill.

Cao Bushuang was already covered in blood, his left leg was crippled, and he limped and brandished his broken sword, desperately supporting him. In the cold cave, there was a scorching white mist on his head, which was a sign that the True Yuan operation had evaporated the sweat, and it was also a sign that the True Yuan had depleted.

Although Cao Bushuang had remorse in his heart, he did not lose his tough guy nature when he died, he broke the sword in his hand, pounced forward like a tiger, and the whole person smashed on a corpse puppet, and the short sword more than a foot long with Zhenyuan was fiercely inserted into the corpse puppet's chest, and at the moment when the corpse puppet was stunned, his right arm turned and slammed into the stone wall frantically with the ugly head......

The corpse puppets swarmed like a swarm of ants, not afraid of death, the more they killed, the more they killed, the Holy Yan exorcism order consumed the true yuan extremely quickly, Xu Feng and Ah Cai were also trying their best to support it, and the sword momentum was not as strong as at the beginning.

"Master, are we going to die here?"

“...... What nonsense is the little girl talking about...... How can this thief stop you, master, and me. Xu Feng, who was under siege, smiled bitterly and comforted.

Xu Feng had never seen any corpse puppets, and he didn't dare to imagine that there were such terrifying monsters in this world, and how sinister a person could create these bloodthirsty devils without human nature. Xu Feng was secretly horrified in his heart, and faintly felt that the broken army standing in front of him had locked himself with a gas machine, which was a feeling that could not be shaken at all.

Is it really as Ah Cai said, everyone has to die in this cave? Let Jiang Liao and his revenge become a joke!

In a few years, the Immortal Soul Gate secretly refined tens of thousands of corpse puppets in accordance with the exercises of the Heavenly Demon Strategy, which was the tens of thousands of lives captured by the disciples of the Immortal Soul Gate in the past few years, and almost consumed all the essence and blood of the Immortal Soul Gate, and it was also the hole card of the Immortal Soul Gate dominating the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain.

Watching the corpse puppets fall beside Xu Feng, a cold color rose on the face of the door master.

"Boy, there are quite a few!"

"No more, no less, it's enough to kill you!" Xu Feng gritted his teeth and said, shaking off the blood stains on his arms, the corpse puppet will not bleed, these blood are all from the disciples of the sect, and they were blasted by Zhenyuan, and the blood fell from the sky like a torrential rain, spilling everywhere. The confrontation has turned into a hunt, a premeditated hunt.

"Rampant! Nameless junior! The old man personally gave you death!"

The broken army stood in the air, grabbed the void with a big hand, and a fist-sized skull appeared in the palm, the highest technique in the Heavenly Demon Strategy - Heart Devouring Skeleton.

A palm was slapped out, and the blue glow in the hundred-zhang-wide cave suddenly flourished, and all the light was covered by this palm, and even thousands of corpse puppets were fixed at this moment, as if a higher-level divine soul had descended and had to be solemnly greeted.

Xu Feng turned around suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, his fierce color flashed, and the long sword in his hand was horizontal to his chest......

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The inside of the cave is already a slaughterhouse full of flesh and blood, but the outside of the cave is still clear and white, and it even seems a little quiet at the moment.

The rushing rocks have long stopped, the summer breeze blows over the hills, and the re-blocked mountain gate is lined with rocks, corresponding to the cliffs hundreds of zhang high, reminding of the fierce changes that have occurred here.

Hu Bai was silent, feeling the killing in the cave, and immediately felt that across the wall, the figure who was desperate for his life to kill and slowly shook his head.

From the outside, the dull sound of bombardment had been heard five times, and each of these five bombardments was getting longer and longer. The master inside is constantly declining, and it is obvious that while dealing with the enemy's siege, he is trying to use the real yuan to smash the sealed rock, which is probably the result of exhaustion.

Hu Bai was hesitating whether to make a move, when he suddenly sensed a faint aura wafting from the forest several miles away, and the color of vigilance suddenly rose, and the silver file slipped quietly from the sleeve and landed steadily in his hand.

Turning around a dark and swarthy forest, a young monk appeared on the rocks with a calm face, his shoes tapped the stones, and he walked to the cliff like a cloud.

The two looked at each other lightly from a distance of several zhang and found that they didn't have a good impression of each other.

Since you can come to this place at this moment, you are all spicy characters who have exhausted their skills.

Bai Hu suddenly remembered an incident that the main bus had done, and said, "The little master is from the west?"

The other party spoke politely, and at this time he was quietly guarding the door of the cave, probably not his enemy. Lichen looked at the other party again, looked at the clean white shirt and neat beard, and concluded that the other party was a powerful character.

The first thing he did when he went out of the mountain this time was not done, he met a beggar master, and he had just passed under the mountain, and he had already found the corpses of those butchers.

"The little monk is from the ...... of Pranya Temple"

"Oh, it turned out to be the master of the Prajna Temple, what a disrespect...... Pranya Temple is also ...... about this Do you have an opinion on this fight?!" Bai Hu said in a light tone, making it impossible to see his position.

"Over-reputation, over-reputation...... The little monk went out of the temple alone, but he asked for a red dust experience, and the monks were compassionate, but he watched the sky at night recently, and found that there was a bloody atmosphere here, so he hurried to come, maybe he could help to overtake some of the dead souls and accumulate some merits. ”

The night wind blew, blowing the trees in the distance swaying in the darkness, blowing the dark clouds in the sky, and a full moon came out of the clouds, raining endless soft light.

The corners of Bai Hu's mouth pulled up a trace of inexplicable smile, not ridicule, nor joy, just a habit that has always been.

Although the temple is famous all over the world, the rulers of the Great Xia Dynasty have never put a sect in their eyes. In the eyes of the rulers, or in the minds of those who have the ability to compete for the dominance of the Great Xia Empire, the Panruo Temple is just a sect like the Immortal Sword Sect or the Dongcheng Courtyard. No matter whether there is any conspiracy or not, it will not affect the overall situation of the world.

"The scenery is just right tonight, so the old man will invite the master to watch this good show. Bai Hu stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of invitation, and his thoughts fell on the cliff wall blocked by the rocks again.

With the realm of two people, standing a few feet away, they can clearly perceive what is happening in the cave. If you give a helping hand, you can blast open the mountain gate blocked by the rocks in a few breaths and save the suffering beings in hell, but the two of them just watched, just watched.

So Bai Hu's words are more direct, and if you taste it carefully, there is also a hint of irony in it. What to watch a good show, obviously to watch a massacre, the great monk has always swept the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants, cherishing moths and lanterns, but now he invited the Buddhist master to come to see a massacre, which is obviously not to save death.

Bai Hu, an old Jianghu, has already seen through Chen's position, since he came at this time, he definitely did not come to save people, and he said it unceremoniously.

Lichen was slightly stunned, without the slightest gloom, and without any guilt, the two seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, standing silently under the moon, with a slight movement of thoughts, and his ears were full of the evil horns and slashing sounds in the cave.

"Bang!" A dull bombardment sounded clearly on the cliff wall, and some dust fell from the rocks of the mountain, and it seemed that the strong man inside had found an opportunity to bombard the blocked stone gate with true yuan.

This sound did not cause any waves in the hearts of the two.

However, then another voice rang out - "Boom!"

This sound came farther, but it was more real, faintly connected to the true element of heaven and earth, like a drumstick beating fiercely in the divine thoughts of the two, and their hearts couldn't help but shake.

"The army has been broken!"

"Heavenly Demon Strategy!"

Bai Hu and Wudao said at the same time in their hearts.

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