After the blood-colored giant broke through the formation with three punches, it dissipated directly in the air, and a group of barbarians in the battle array also lost their strength and collapsed to the ground, only Manji and Mantie were still holding on, but their chests were already rapidly agitated and contracted like a bellows, and they kept panting.

But both of them had smiles on their faces.

"Lord Barbarian, let's ......" Manji subconsciously turned his head to look at Wang Xiu, and laughed before he finished speaking.

A group of barbarians also looked at Wang Xiu, their eyes full of expectation, as if they were children waiting for the adults to praise them.

Wang Xiu looked at Manji, then at Mantie, his gaze swept over the barbarians, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he gave a thumbs up, "Barbarians, it's good." ”

When the words fell, the barbarians laughed, and their smiles were full of satisfaction.

Wang Xiu immediately looked at the broken wall.

Breaking the wall comprehended, and immediately shouted. "Barbarians who haven't entered the battle, rush with me!"

"Rush! Rush! Rush! ”

A group of barbarians shouted loudly, followed the figure of the broken wall and rushed to the mountain gate, the group of monks with sticks left behind, almost as fragile as paper paste, the sticks did not have a little effect, they were hugged by a group of strong men, directly leveled, leaving a blue nose and swollen face, broken bones and tendons and even twisted bodies, miserable.

"The assault has been completed by the barbarians, and you are ready to see when?" Wang Xiu coldly glanced at the boneless Daoist and his party.

Several immortals of the Boneless Dao suddenly felt cold, and then hurriedly greeted everyone in a loud voice, and followed the barbarian people with the thousands of disciples who had just been watching the excitement.

Seeing this, Wang Xiu couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

Let's see how these people behave. If they haven't put their mentality and position right in the next battle, then Wang Xiu won't give them another chance, and will directly pull them to use spells to repair the road!

The Great Xia Empire doesn't raise idlers!

In front of the mountain gate, Wang Xiu hugged Master Long, who had a look of worship and his eyes shining, and walked towards the mountain steps.

On the mountain road ladder, the barbarian figures flew up, and the ladder was also reinforced by spells, otherwise if it was an ordinary stone ladder, with the barbarians' climbing method that relied on the recoil force generated by the explosion, I am afraid that all the pits left behind would be when I walked over.

It didn't take long for the broken wall to take a group of barbarian elites to a platform, and as far as the eye could see, there was a magnificent, ancient temple, and a few figures in robes walking out of the temple gate.

Each of them has a long and far-reaching breath, and is shrouded in a faint Buddha meaning, and each of them is - the Arhat realm!

And the number of people is nearly twenty!

This is a small half more than the number of immortals in the original Qingyun Sect!

Seeing a group of guys in the Arhat realm, the heart of the broken wall sank, and the heart was a little difficult to handle.

In the case that Wang Xiu didn't make a move, their high-end combat power was a whole cut worse than the other party!

At present, if you want to bulldoze this Tianlong Temple, I am afraid that you still have to hope for the barbarians and their battle array.

As soon as he thought of this, a fire rose in Po Wall's heart.

Weak! He's still weak!

If it is strong enough, there is no need to think about these problems at all, and it will be done by pushing it directly sideways, and as Wang Xiu's subordinate, this is what he should do, but now......

"It has to be stronger!" I don't know how many times I've been firm in this mind, but this time, it's different from before.

Breaking the wall knew very well what the significance of this battle was for the Great Xia Empire.

Whether or not they can completely subdue the gang of the original Qingyun Sect and make them loyal to Wang Xiu from the bottom of their hearts, this battle is definitely the key.

At present, it is impossible to do it neatly and devastationively, but there must not be excessive casualties!

When you fight, you have to be careful!

Thinking like this, among the monks opposite, Fakong walked out first. "Can break my Tianlong Temple mountain protection battle array, your donors are indeed very strong, but the holy land of Buddhism, do not allow evil demons to be presumptuous, if you can put down the butcher's knife, or you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin, I don't know what to do?"

Breaking the wall snorted coldly and waved his hand violently, "Array!" ”

The elites of the barbarians suddenly formed a formation, and the power of qi and blood was instantly linked, but without the leadership of the two strongest barbarian clans, the blood and qi giants would definitely not be able to use it, and could only turn into a huge blood-colored fist.

"Obsessed!" Seeing this, Fakong's face sank, and when he raised his hand, a golden light appeared, and a huge "swastika" appeared in the air, and he suppressed the barbarians.

"Broken!" Breaking the wall and shouting angrily, his body soared into the sky, and his cultivation was condensed in one point, hitting the center of the swastika.

The next moment, the swastika froze on the spot, and then shattered in thousands of ways, and the huge fist condensed by the barbarian battle array also pressed towards Fakong and the others mercilessly.

"Presumptuous!" All the monks have used the Buddhist exercises, breaking the huge fist, and then the boneless Taoist and his party also joined the battle, for a time the spell and the Dharma flew together, and the spiritual power and the Buddha power coexisted, with the large number of disciples of the original Qingyun Sect and Tianlong Temple, the impact of the battle broke out wave after wave, and began to wash the entire mountain.

Wang Xiu, who was watching the battle while walking on the stairs, looked at the attack strength of the boneless Dao man and others from a distance, and nodded secretly.

It's okay, there is no paddling, and it's okay for the time being.

Wang Xiu hugged the beauty and continued to look at the fighting figures all over the mountains, and he was not chic for a while.

And the battle didn't take too long, and the power of the barbarian battle formation in the skirmish battle was unexpectedly strong, and Fakong and the others were defeated at a speed that surpassed what the wall had imagined.

Looking at a group of disciples of Tianlong Temple who were supporting each other not far away, their faces were languishing, and there were more than a dozen Buddhist masters in the Arhat realm whose breath was unstable and their robes were tattered, the corners of Po Wall's mouth pulled out a smile, and he wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

But before he could be happy, in the mountain behind Tianlong Temple, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded, and the voice of the tyrant was deafening, and it even triggered an invisible sound wave to attack everyone.

"Who dares to trespass into Tianlong Temple and get an axe in front of this seat!"

The voice fell, and a robe wrapped diagonally around the body, revealing half of the shoulders of the sturdy monk with one hand in front of him, stepping on the lotus, coming from the sky, and stopping in the air.

"Senior brother!"

"Lord Abbot!"

When everyone saw this figure, they let out a sound of surprise, as if there was this person, there was no difficulty that could not be solved, and there was no hurdle that could not be overcome.

That strong trust is beyond words, almost fanatical!

"Senior brother, are these people the ones who injured you?" The person who came looked at the injured Fakong and the others below, his brows furrowed, and his face was angry.

"Senior Brother Fayang, please also use your magical powers to subdue these evil demons!" Fakong shouted.

Fa Yang's eyes looked at everyone coldly, and suddenly, his eyes moved, and he looked behind everyone who broke the wall, and saw Wang Xiu holding a beauty in his arms, his figure flashed, and Yukong stood opposite him.

"What a strong blood!" Fayang exclaimed in his heart, and then shouted, "In Xia Fayang, the abbot of Tianlong Temple, where is Your Excellency sacred!" ”