It turned out that the older girl was holding the bow of the shepherd mother in her hand, and the young girl with the frost sword on her back was naturally Bai Wanling.

The old man said casually, and probed out a little bit of the bottom of the two girls.

The old man asked: "The two little goddess immortals are both named after Bai, I'm afraid they are not the disciples of the Changmen in that sect, I don't know which disciple of the Great God Throne?" The tone became more and more respectful. Under the respectful appearance, there is a hint of cunning and inquiry.

The Maoshan Sect, the largest righteous sect in the world, is naturally a high mountain, and the disciples in the sect only see it when they subdue demons and subdue demons, and they usually have no chance to see the Dharma Body at all. At this time, it is not an exaggeration to call the goddess fairy.

Bai Wanling was a little surprised, an old man who hunted demons actually knew the details of the sect, which showed that the old man was not simple.

At this time, Bai Wanling was also cautious, and said to the old man in a crisp voice: "Senior, here and now, Wanjiazhuang is being slaughtered by blood skeletons, and the two of us were ordered by the master to go down the mountain to practice. ”

When the old man saw that she was so righteous, he naturally interrogated them in more detail. Deal with the demons in the village first before making plans.

Anyway, for a while, these two little girls won't be able to run.

The old man and Bai Wanling led the way to Wanjiazhuang.

The little monkey and Bai Wanjun fell behind, and Bai Wanjun was just about to collect the giant skeleton that had just broken and fallen to the ground into the naan, but saw that the skeleton had been rolled up by the little monkey and thrown into the Ruyi naan. The little monkey then shook the long rope, pointed in the direction of Wanjiazhuang, and said to Bai Wanjun provocatively: "Who has killed more skeletons than one?" ”

Bai Wanjun was angry for a long time, and snorted coldly: "It's better than that, if you lose, return my poor hair and giant skeleton." Both things were snatched away by the little monkey, and I was angry early.

The little monkey felt in his heart, the hair of the poor strange has long been refined in my bundle of demon ropes, even if I want to give it to you, I can't.

In an instant, the four of them had rushed to the gate of the village, and the corpses at the gate of the village were already lying everywhere, the corpses were Zhuang Ding, there were also demon hunters, and there were more blood skeletons.

When rushing into the village, I saw dozens of Zhuang Ding and more than 100 skeletons fighting in the open space in the middle of the village, and the scene was both spectacular and weird.

Although the number of skeletons is more than that of Zhuang Ding, they are all bare-handed and empty-handed, relying only on sharp claws and teeth, and using the kung fu of hard bridges and hard horses, which are obviously the lowest skeletons. For the time being, I haven't seen a demon with the strength of a giant skeleton just now.

And those Zhuang Ding were fully armed, wearing silver helmets and armor, and holding a round shield horizontally on their left arm, blocking vital parts such as their chests and abdomen. The offensive weapon in his hand is not the usual simple knife, but a heavy weapon-sharp axe, which forms a hard-to-hard combat situation with the skeleton. In the fierce offensive and defensive battles, it has always maintained a strict formation, calm and fierce, well-founded advance and retreat, a group of three or five people, several people form a combat team, there is always one person standing in the middle to respond, once someone is seriously injured or exhausted, immediately replaced.

Although the number of Zhuang Ding is small, he has the upper hand on the scene. It can be seen that this team is not only well-trained, but also must have a strong leader.

As soon as Bai Wanling saw this, he understood, turned his head and said to the three of them: "This is the ironclad soldier trained by Wanjiazhuang for several years. Specifically for demons like skeletons that can only attack hard. They used only short axes, which turned freely, and slashed at the necks of skeletons. ”

The little monkey thought that he would be able to show his skills when he came, but when he saw the scene in Zhuangzhong, he was disappointed, this team of ironclad soldiers in Zhuangzhong, without their help, is estimated to be able to gradually destroy these low-level skeletons. glanced at Dabai, and lost interest in saving the scene.

When the four of them were watching, a strange sound of "woo" came again, and a team of skeleton cavalry rushed out of the backyard of the village in an instant, which was the group of terrifying cavalry that had just passed through the front door of the village and tortured everywhere.

After this group of cavalry joined the battlefield, the ironclad soldiers gradually became unable to resist. In the blink of an eye, a large area has been washed down, and some people scattered and fled, but they did not miss a single shot at the yin flames that swept from outside the village, rolling on the ground and screaming wildly, which was miserable.

Faced with this sight, there was a commotion among the ironclads, apparently shaken, when a group of skeleton cavalry began to rush towards them.

At this time, a high-pitched young man's voice came from a pavilion in the courtyard: "Guard! ”

As soon as the order was issued, the remaining ironclad soldiers regrouped, closed the formation, and formed dozens of round shields into a powerful defensive ironclad mobile fortress.

There were still more than a dozen ironclad soldiers in the pavilion who did not make a move, and there was a young man with a magnificent instrument in a circle, with a brocade robe on his shoulders, a jade crown on his top, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and white skin. His face was peaceful, but he was not angry and arrogant, and he stood there with his hands in his hands, and he had an aura of a strong man that could not be concealed.

The old man and the little monkey all looked at the pavilion, and the old man sighed to a beautiful young man. The little monkey whispered to a little white face.

No need to ask, you can understand that this young man is Wan Lingfeng, the current young owner of Wanjiazhuang.

As soon as the ironclad soldiers gathered their position, the skeleton cavalry had already rushed to the front of the formation, and a group of people turned on their backs, how could they resist the front of the cavalry with their flesh and blood.

The little monkey and Bai Wanjun couldn't hold back any longer, one threw up the demon rope, the other raised the shepherd bow, one hand-to-hand volley, and the other attacked from a distance, and the first battle between the two began.

The little monkey was wildly out of the fire, the bundle demon rope lit up, a heel bucket turned out, the rope body pulled straight, directly stabbed into the chest of a skeleton, came out through the back, pulled back the arm, and immediately flew up all over the sky. The two nearby skeletons jumped up and grabbed the little monkey, and the four bone arms did not catch the body of the little monkey, but they were suddenly tightened by the demon rope, and the little monkey was on the rope, and the four arms were stiffly broken, and then the "horn" sounded twice, and it was also scattered into countless bones, and flew down in all directions. The young man in the pavilion couldn't help but show a look of surprise when he saw the little monkey showing a crisp and neat demon-slaying action that did not match his age.

The little monkey landed on the ground, flicked its rope four times, and pounced on the next skeleton. shouted above his mouth: "One, two, three......" was naturally shouted to Bai Wanjun.

Over there, Bai Wanjun did not show weakness, sacrificed his spiritual power, stretched the shepherd mother's bow in a full circle, and shot the small blue arrows formed by the spiritual power towards the skeleton's neck one by one. The divine soldier is indeed extraordinary, one arrow at a time, and the skeleton should be broken by the neck of the arrow and fall. Bai Wanjun also shouted in the direction of the little monkey: "...... Fourth, fifth, sixth......"

These two are on the bar.

The old man's eyes followed the little monkey closely, and for some reason, Bai Wanling, who had never seen her do it, also kept staring at the little monkey. The eyes are like quality, as if they want to stare at the internal organs of the little monkey.

Bai Wanling herself met the little monkey in the Hundred Bamboo Forest for the first time, and she had a sense of déjà vu. That time I saw the little monkey so cunning, and my heart was inexplicably filled with contempt. Seeing the little monkey again to this day, in addition to the feeling of déjà vu and a hint of disgust, there is a faint intuition of threat.

In the Maoshan Sect, Bai Wanling has always been known for her talent among the younger generation, but what others don't know is that her intuition is also a hundred times more innate than ordinary people. Could it be that she and the little monkey have any grievances and entanglements?

But when I think about the age of the two, they are only fifteen or sixteen years old, where do you talk about grievances?

Could it be that the old accounts of the previous life are not successful??