Xun Yiyang's eyes changed as soon as he said that, and the incantation in his mouth was recited, and three balls of fire the size of butterflies flew out of the battle in his hand, flying among the flowers and plants, and actually ignited the flowers and plants. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, countless colorful poisonous insects flew out of the flowers and plants and flew towards everyone.

These poisonous insects are huge, extremely fast, and extremely difficult to control.

Everyone retreated, only Broken Sword was standing in place, these poisonous insects seemed to be attracted by Broken Sword Sheng, surrounded him layer by layer, and formed a big ball in a blink of an eye, and the sound of buzzing wings was annoying,

The people of the Iron Department took out the jars from the box, lit nine of them, and threw them after a shout, and immediately the flames engulfed the poisonous insects.

Broken Sword jumped out of the fire and returned to the crowd, not a single black spot on his armor.

The people passed through the fire with bated breath, and saw a row of houses, and the iron department did not stop, and another row of cans were thrown away, and everything they saw was set on fire.

The fire used by the Iron Department is indeed burning very quickly, and there is also a slight explosion, but it is dozens of times less powerful than the kind of ghost fire that produces a violent explosion under Dongyang City.

At this time, Shi Zaitian's disciples, who had not shown up for a long time, rushed over from all sides and fought with the Freemasons.

The mask worn by Broken Sword is the angry face of a Ming king, and his ugly armor is standing on the ground like a Shura, which is very eye-catching.

An old man in black rushed at him with a knife, and Broken Sword only stepped back, but no one came to his aid.

The old man's knife had already slashed over, and the broken sword student dodged sideways, and the old man then slashed with more than a dozen knives in a row.

The old man's knife is extremely fast, and the internal qi on the knife is churning, and the martial arts are really not low, and the broken sword has no choice but to raise the sword to deal with it.

"Choke!"

The sword is unsheathed, and the cold light flickers!

As soon as Broken Sword came out of the sword, the old man on the other side felt the incomparable pressure, and he only felt that every blow of Broken Sword's sword seemed to have the power of a thousand catties.

After using a few tricks from Broken Sword, he couldn't help but be a little unable to hold back, and began to play what he had learned.

He was attacking like a tide, and the opponent was able to block his attack even when he retreated, but he couldn't catch his sword.

The sound of the iron weapon tearing through the air suddenly came from the back of his head, and Broken Sword pounced forward in shock, his opponent was clearly in front, but there was an attack from behind, and the speed and power of that man's shot were far from being comparable to the opponent in front of him.

Rushing forward with all his strength made him dodge the opponent's most concentrated force, but he still slashed at his neck armor, and Broken Sword let out a low roar, and a burning pain came from the back of his neck.

The knife behind the back brought the wind again!

The enemy's first sword has not yet been exhausted, and the second knife has been exhausted.

The old man on the opposite side also slashed with a knife, and the two of them struck back and forth, thinking that the other party's whole body was iron armor, and they had to smash it.

Broken Sword Life has very little actual combat experience, and at this time, his mind moved, he turned around quickly, and roared, ignoring the knife of the old man in black behind him, the sword was blazing, and it collided with the knife of the red-haired man in front of him.

Listening to the two sounds of "dang" and "click", the knife behind him slashed on the helmet, and the broken sword had already transmitted the internal qi to the helmet, and the knife was not cut by half a point, and was bounced high.

And the broken sword boy collided with the red-haired man's sword, and the red-haired man's knife was directly cut off.

There was a big difference in the internal qi of the two, and the broken sword was holding the sharp blade of the Shenwu Sect, so it was naturally a trick.

Broken Sword turned his head and kicked back, and the old man avoided it, standing with the red-haired man, looking at the man in iron armor and wearing the Shura mask.

However, Broken Sword stood still and did not move again.

Su Qingsong and the two of them joined forces to restrain an opposing disciple at this time, Su Qingsong asked. "Friend, do you know where you put the white iron you robbed two months ago?"

The man rolled his eyes only once, but a dagger was stabbed into his arm, and he moved a few more times in the middle.

The man was also blunt, and under the great pain, he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

Immediately, another dagger pierced his other arm, and in pain he was talking something, but he did not answer the question.

Shi Zaitian's disciples are indeed good at martial arts, and they are more numerous, but they are facing more than a dozen Freemasons who have already released their spells.

These cultists bear the sword with their bodies, and even if their limbs are cut off, they are also attacking frantically, and they do not feel pain at all.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty Shi Zaitian disciples fell to the ground, and these dozen or so Freemasonic disciples were still attacking the rest of the people even though the blood was spurting out of their bodies.

Shi Zaitian can also control people to fight with people like puppets without knowing pain, but there are only three people who can do this kind of kung fu, and they can't control more than two people at the same time.

Faced with this situation, even these Shakti disciples were terrified.

The red-haired man picked up another knife on the ground and attacked the broken sword with the old man.

The red-haired man's body and sword speed were extremely fast, surpassing Broken Sword, but his strength was not as good as his.

Broken Sword knew that armor was useful at this time, and he only fought with the red-haired man, and the old man's knife slashed at him only to shake his body.

The red-haired man broke another knife a moment later, raised his palm in anger, and slapped it on the head of the broken sword.

Broken Sword knew that the speed of this person's body was incomparable to his own, but it was inferior to the person with internal strength.

Broken Sword Sheng only thought about a quick battle, but he forgot that what he used all his strength was Qingyun Palm, and under one blow, the red-haired man flew out directly, landing a zhang away, and was already bleeding from the seven orifices, and said in horror, "How is Qingxuan ......"

The old man leaned over, and as soon as he landed, he saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him, and as soon as the old man raised his knife, Su Qingsong nailed a silent sleeve arrow to his chest.

Tetsube joined the battle, and with a hidden weapon, the battle situation immediately became clear.

None of the disciples of Shi Zaitian escaped, and none of them were still standing on the ground, the fire around them burned violently, and the mad members of the Freemasonry also fell silently, without the slightest breath of life.

Xun Yiyang sighed lightly and said, "Stop violence with violence, and fight evil with evil." "I said a few incantations to the dead congregation.

Later, when he came to the disciple of Shi Zaitian, who was captured by Su Qingsong, the man was already in a trance, and after hearing Xun Yiyang say something, he said like ** longitudinal, "The master and Bai Tie are in the cave on the mountain, there are many holes, and there is only one person who can go in, and there are three sharp stones at the entrance of the cave." And he fainted.

Broken Sword didn't know what the consequences of his palm would be, but looking at the appearance of that person, he shouldn't be able to survive.

Behind King Ming's mask, Broken Sword Sheng's expression was calm, and there was no self-blame in his heart, from the time he agreed to come here, he had already figured out that he was not practicing martial arts just for personal practice, but for his own pursuit of supreme happiness.

In this red dust, his strength also helps his loved ones, bringing them safety and happiness.

Maybe you have to maintain the right way between heaven and earth, this is the man.

And for the sake of his loved ones, he must also live.

Xun Yiyang walked to Broken Sword Sheng's side and said, "Broken Gongzi, be careful in the future, just now many sect members were controlled by the cult spell, and their consciousness was taken away, but these people are concerned about King Ming, and they will not change their hearts until death, although they are crazy, they still know how to defend the way to eliminate demons." He has been sacrificed for the Cult of God. You have to be very vigilant not to be charged with your mind. ”

Broken Sword Sheng nodded, and the True Qi ran through the armor many more times.

Everyone walked forward, Broken Sword Sheng walked in front, and this time many black snakes and several fierce beasts came out, all of which were dispersed by Freemasonry.

There were mountains in front of them, and the slopes were full of dead trees, and the Freemasons began to chant incantations loudly and walked up step by step.

At this time, more than a dozen people rushed in, with swords in their hands, shirtless, and red and dark green stripes painted from their faces, all the way down to their waists, and strange patterns on their chests.

The white and black pupils stared at everyone deadly, with a fierce light in their eyes, and there was no fear in them.

Xun Yiyang sighed and said, "Tongtian Sect ghost disciples, are there even no god disciples?"

He stretched out his arms, swung up in a short robe, and leaped into the air, pounced on the ghost, and the battle of his right hand was bright with red light.

The black qi in the bodies of the ghost disciples surged up one after another, and they also rushed up.

Broken Sword was directly involved in the battle group, how could there be someone who stayed out of the situation between the two sides.

These ghost disciples are like Freemasonry members who are controlled by spells, they have black qi on their bodies, they are not afraid of swords, and their strength and speed are completely superior to those of Freemasons.

For a moment, the two sides were inseparable, but Tetsube was on the side, took out the sleeve arrow from his sleeve, painted it with ghostly fire, and concentrated on shooting at a ghost gangster.

The ghost disciple opened many swords with his sword, but there were dots of ghostly fire on his body.

Tiebu began to aim at the next ghost disciple again, and if he continued to do so, Su Qingsong's flexible mind and ruthlessness could be seen.

At this time, from behind the trees on the hillside, several arrows shot over, and the people of the Iron Department quickly avoided them, and these arrows exploded around the Iron People, and the sparks ignited several ghost fire jars, and they immediately burned.

Seeing this, Xun Yiyang retreated, and turned in the air for a long time, and those flames flew up as if they were alive, flying straight towards the ghost disciples, and in an instant, the three ghost disciples who were stained with the ghost fire ignited a fire.

At this time, more than a dozen arrows flew up the slope at once, all shooting towards Xun Yiyang.

Regardless of the attacks of the ghosts around him, Broken Sword jumped forward, swung his long sword, and knocked down the arrows, some of the arrows were in the air, and some of them landed exploded, and the black flames surrounded Broken Sword in the middle.

Broken Sword Sheng withdrew outward, the flames on the armor were not extinguished, Broken Sword was also shocked in his heart, at this time, there were more than a dozen arrows, all shot at him, Broken Sword Sheng dodged, rushed into the hillside, and kept dodging rockets along the way.

Xun Yiyang didn't know what kind of fire this was, but at this time, the attack pressure of the ghost disciples decreased, and the ghost fire of the iron department and his fire control skills could be combined just right, and he was still determined to destroy the ghost disciples.

These demons were defeated by the flames and the Freemasons, and after three more fell, the remaining five or six began to flee to the mountain.

When the broken sword came to the mountain, he saw that there were only four people who shot arrows on the mountain, but each of them could shoot three arrows at the same time.

The evil fire on his body is still burning, which has made him feel hot in his body, so he can only speed up, and hurry forward with the flames, the helmet of the king of Ming and the black fire of his body, just like the king of heaven who subdues demons and destroys demons, is terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, two archery gogglers were stabbed to the ground, and the other two fled up the hillside.

(The timeline of Broken Sword's story is when Gu Qiuyu was healing in Gushi Town.) Let's talk about it again. ）