Under the attack of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, almost none of the masters of the righteous path were able to carry ten moves, and almost all of the weaker ones defeated the north.

has been able to support until now, relying on the righteous path heroes who are not afraid of life and death, and use the tactics of the sea of people to distract the attention of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, but even if it is done to the extreme, it is only enough to be able to save a life.

Even Si Luochao couldn't help but despair at this time, he knew that the only way to break the situation at this time was to flee separately, no matter how powerful the Thousand Faces Dharma King was, there was no way to chase them all alone.

But at the same time, Si Luochao also knew that the Jinyi Guards were lying in ambush outside, and if they escaped like scattered sand at this time, they would inevitably crash into the trap designed for them by the other party.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and there is really no way not to despair at this time, and he is even ready to be martyred.

At this moment, the Thousand Faces Dharma King was not in a hurry to kill, but like a cat catching a mouse, he began to play with them, and his ghostly figure loomed in the darkness, accompanied by a strange laughter, this demon seemed to be everywhere.

At the time of the arrival, there were nearly thirty righteous path masters, but now there are only twelve left, and they form a circle with their backs facing each other, ready to guard against the sneak attack of the Thousand Faces Dharma King.

Suddenly, Si Luo opened his mouth in a blood basin in the red mist in front of him, and all the knights turned pale, and they waved their blades one after another, and several true qi converged into one place, forming a powerful air tornado, which rushed straight into the blood mouth.

I only heard a muffled thunderous roar, and the blood mouth exploded directly, and immediately turned into a thick blood mist, directly submerging everyone, Si Luo's heart sank, and in the red mist that was difficult to see the five fingers of his hand, even the companions who were close to Chi Qi couldn't see clearly.

Si Luochao was about to open his mouth to gather everyone closer together, when suddenly the red mist in front of him seemed to be torn apart, spreading out from both sides, and a dark blue palm swept out, grabbing his neck deadly.

Si Luochao's eyes were round, the long sword in his hand was knocked to the ground, and he had no power to resist, so he had to let the Thousand Faces Dharma King clamp his neck and take his life little by little.

My life is at stake—Si Luochao closed his eyes sadly.

And just when the Thousand Faces Dharma King was already in control of the victory and was about to kill Si Luochao, the face under his mask suddenly twitched, and then he immediately let go of his hand, and almost retreated backwards as if fleeing.

In the next second when the Thousand Faced Dharma King retreated, a sword qi that fell from the sky was like the light of dawn, and it crashed on the ground, rolling up a domineering wind and waves, and in the blink of an eye, the confusing blood mist was dispersed.

As if they had been pardoned, all the knights looked towards the place where the sword light fell, and saw that there was an ordinary long sword on the ground.

Si Luochao clutched his chest and breathed rapidly, he fixed his eyes on the long sword, and the pressure in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Uncle Shi......" Si Luochao showed a somewhat weak smile.

When everyone heard his call, they were all shocked, and the person who could be called Uncle Shi by Si Luochao seemed to be the only one in the world who was the great elder on Wudang Mountain.

Everyone followed Si Luo's gaze in the direction he was looking at, and on the eaves on the west side of the courtyard, Wudang Elder Shangyangzi stood looking at the moon, the white beard of his temples moved with the wind, and the black and white of the Taoist robe were distinct, and the air of dust was spontaneous.

"Kamiyoko!"

The Thousand Faces Dharma King gritted his teeth and shouted out the name of the Great Elder, at this moment, the expression under his mask had been twisted into a terrifying twist, only to hear him sneer and say: "You old thing is a coincidence, I thought that you and Qi Yunzi's old immortal plan to stay on the mountain for the rest of their lives." ”

The sword finger pinched in Shangyangzi's right hand curled slightly, and the long sword inserted into the ground trembled, and then soared into the sky, streaking a bright star in the night sky, and finally held it in his hand.

In the face of the provocation of the Thousand-Faced Dharma King, Shangyangzi didn't pay attention to it at all, he turned to look at Si Luochao and said: "Xuantan, you are waiting to face the Demon Dao, the injury is not light, meditate quickly to recuperate, so as not to aggravate the injury." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi."

Under the surprised gaze of all the knights, Si Luochao really obeyed Shang Yangzi's orders, sat down cross-legged in front of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, and meditated to use the true qi in his body to heal his injuries.

Shang Yangzi's speech, which no one was looking at, and Si Luochao's action of not taking people into his eyes, were undoubtedly great provocations for the Thousand Faces Dharma King.

He snorted coldly, raised his hand to set off the wind like waves, and slapped it towards Si Luochao with the power of Wan Jun with one palm.

Shangyangzi stepped on his feet, his body fell like a willow leaf, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out unremarkably, and the wind and waves actually stopped suddenly, and the gravel and flying stones that came from mid-air like raindrops were like standing still in time, and fell into a strange stagnation in mid-air.

After a while, the sand, stone, bricks and tiles fell with a clatter, and Shangyangzi slowly put down the sword and glanced at the Thousand Faces Dharma King: "Thousand Faces, you have regressed again." ”

"Bullnose, you're looking for death!"

Shang Yangzi's words struck the sore spot of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, and he was furious with his palms out, and in an instant, the walls on both sides of the courtyard shattered like a landslide, and the strong wind swept around like waves, and the sludge-like true qi began to rise wildly from under his feet in a whirlpool.

Shang Yangzi's eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand and waved his sword to draw a circle in front of him, and the black and white true qi condensed into the shape of a Taiji diagram, slowly rotating in front of him.

The Thousand Faces Dharma King shouted wildly, his palms were pushed out, the explosion was deafening, and the filthy true qi was like a crazy flying snake, piled up layer by layer to a disgusting degree, and all the knights looked at it in horror, only to see the three-zhang high air wave roaring towards him.

As if Shangyangzi hadn't seen it, the Taiji diagram that Jian Feng was pointing to was still spinning unhurriedly, and it wasn't until the wave of qi flooded in front of him that he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bite!

Only a crisp sword roar was heard, and the Taiji diagram in front of Shangyangzi suddenly skyrocketed from four feet to three zhang in length and width, and the sludge-like air waves hit it, and it was like a stream spring topping up to a towering dam, and it couldn't be shaken.

The Thousand Faces Dharma King was stunned, the expression on his face became more and more gloomy, and Shang Yangzi slowly swung his sword, and drew a circle in reverse, and the Taiji diagram in front of him was stunned.

After an abrupt sound of shattering, the huge Taiji diagram cracked, and the fragments turned into thousands of sword flowers, which dispelled the night in an instant, and everyone looked at it as if they were in the daytime.

The sword qi was like a chaotic flower, and it was like a galaxy on the ground, since the sword of Shangyangzi fell, the sword light exploded, and in an instant, the attack of the thousand-faced Dharma King turned into nothingness, and the starlight in the sky engulfed it in an instant.

The knights held their breath and stared at the front, only to hear a burst of unwilling rage, and then a cloud of muddy and dusty true qi came back, rushing away from thousands of swords, among which the thousand-faced Dharma King, the black robe on his body was already torn, revealing his empty left arm.

Then, the Thousand Faces Dharma King did not stop for long, but scolded Shangyangzi while rushing towards the distance.

Shangyangzi put away the sword and did not pursue, Su Xiuxiu came forward to congratulate: "Shangyangzi's predecessors are strong in martial arts, and they were able to cut off one of the devil's arms, making him run away, and the younger generations admired." ”

In the face of Su Xiuxiu's compliment, Shangyangzi just shook his head: "Master Su has an overreputation, Qianmian's left arm was cut off many years ago, and the old Taoist just left his prosthetic arm." ”

When everyone heard such secrets of the rivers and lakes, they couldn't help but tremble wildly, the left arm of the Thousand Faces Dharma King turned out to be fake, but even so, the other party was still able to play with them who claimed to be masters like children, how terrible should it be when the demon was in its heyday......