Chapter 134: Let's Look at the Poor Dao......
Zhennan Pass, the southeast corner of the city wall, in front of a closed iron gate.
"Stop!"
With a loud shout, two armed guards stopped a group of white-bearded old men.
One person held a spear in his hand, examined several people, and then poked a few big words written on the door: "Idlers do not enter!" β
"Are you blind? I didn't see these big words. β
"Two officials, we are here to do business on the orders of Lord Shentu."
"What's the matter?"
"Don't say."
"Do you have a token?"
"Naturally, there is."
Under the gaze of everyone, a white-bearded old man pretended to put his hand into his arms, and groped for a while before he found a square iron plate, handed it to the guard with a gun with both hands, and said with a smile: "Here, official, please palm." β
The gun-wielding guard held the spear in his arms, held the unsightly iron plate in both hands and looked at it carefully, then frowned, and subconsciously read out a few small words on the back of the iron card, "Giant-bear-door?" β
The white-bearded old man was still smiling and nodded: "Yes." β
"Are you stupid for me? You're not a ...... of Shentu."
Before he finished speaking, the gun-wielding guard saw the white-bearded old man stretching out his hand and pointing behind him, and the gun-wielding guard was puzzled, but he still turned his head to look.
I saw that my companion had been knocked unconscious and collapsed to the ground, and several white-bearded old men were smiling and staring at them with bad intentions.
Click-
With a knife blow, the guard was knocked unconscious.
The two guards who guarded the gate were easily solved, and the old guys who stayed at the Giant Bear Gate looked at each other and smiled...... Ginger is still old and spicy.
At this moment, Xiong was weak and walked over slowly and pushed open the door that idlers should not enter.
Following the underground passage, several people slowly walked towards the depths of the ground.
Deep underground, in a room made of dark iron.
A huge formation quietly stands!
This is the formation engraved by the super formation mage at the bottom of Zhennan Pass, which can effectively prevent the demon beast from crossing the boundary, but now this formation is temporarily closed, and even the rune color in the formation looks very dim.
At the four corners of the room, there are four spirit-consuming flags, the flags are windless and automatic, the flags are depicted with ghosts with teeth and claws, and in the center of the flags is a blood-red bead the size of an eyeball.
A bald, gray-robed monk, shaking a brass bell in his hand, roamed around the room.
Accompanied by the chanting of scriptures in the mouth, wisps of wandering spirits were attracted.
Under the guidance of the spirit flag, these newborn spirits were all ingested into the blood-red bead in the middle.
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In the meantime, the sky is already dawning.
For some reason, Shentu City did not issue an order to strictly prohibit unrelated people from climbing the city wall.
On the contrary, he also sent people to the camp in the rear, and asked the remaining disciples of the hundred sects in the camp to go up to the city gate to watch the battle.
Xiong Miaoyun was also invited.
Accompanied by the moon slave, Xiong Miaoyun turned his wheelchair and slowly approached the battlements of the city wall.
She wanted to see what was going on down there.
Last night, Rao was separated by a city wall, and she could still hear the low roar of the demon beast and the shouting of the human cultivator in her ears.
Last night, I played all night!
The wind is fishy, and the picture is tragic......
The canyon has changed dramatically, if yesterday it was still a dangerous place, then today is the Nine Hells!
There are corpses everywhere, human races, demon beasts, mixed together. The most eye-catching thing is the two huge Dark Moon White Tiger corpses, one of which had its head shattered by the explosion, and the other had its four legs cut off alive.
There was blood everywhere, red and white.
The blood that flowed out was half a man's height.
The thousands of surviving cultivators were holding each other together, swords in their hands.
Everyone's face showed a look of death.
And in front of them, there were tens of thousands of demon beasts, more than a dozen Dark Moon White Tigers!
The moon slave couldn't hold back, and when he saw the bloody picture in the valley, he ran into the distance, leaned over and vomited.
Xiong Miaoyun nervously covered her small mouth, forcibly holding back her nausea, she looked at the purgatory in front of her, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and her eyes were shining with tears.
She searched the crowd for a long time before she found the familiar figure.
Where is there still a handsome Taoist priest, a living bloody man.
He stepped on the body of a Dark Moon White Tiger corpse, holding a sword in one hand, covered in blood, like a banner, standing tall!
Suddenly, the Blood Humanist looked back at the thousands of surviving cultivators behind him, and grinned, "Shall we retreat?" β
Xiong Da Xiong Er was the first to shout: "Don't retreat!" β
Elder Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood: "No, ......"
The white eagle supported him and finished speaking for him: "Don't retreat!" β
In an instant, all the cultivators were ignited and shouted in unison: "Don't retreat!" β
"No retreat!"
"No retreat!"
"No retreat!"
The neat shouts were deafening, and even the people on the city wall couldn't help but shout: "Don't retreat!" No refund! β
"The Terrans don't retreat!"
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"Noise!"
The Tiger King, who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, impatiently plucked his ears with his little finger and ordered: "Old eight, behead that Terran monk to this king!" Unscrew off the head and throw it back for them. β
The tiger has a strong body, and the Dark Moon White Tiger, which ranks eighth, took a few steps forward.
The tiger's eyes were staring at the young monk who was the leader of the human race, full of hatred!
"Roarβ"
The old eight opened the mouth of the tiger, and the tiger roared.
Immediately, he led several powerful wolf kings to rush towards Jiang Yang together.
This man's head must be removed!
Jiang Yang grinned, looked back at everyone, and said with a smile:
"Everyone, let's look at the poor Dao alone, and then kill a Dark Moon White Tiger for my human race!"
If it had been yesterday, no one would have believed such a big talk.
But today is different, and everyone who wants to come forward to help has pressed their minds.
They believe that Jiang Yang can do it!
With the power of one person, slay the Dark Moon White Tiger!
With that, Jiang Yang's figure burst forward......
Everyone saw that he was alone with a sword, and went to kill the enemy.
Pedal on both feet and make a popping sound.
Every step is a few feet forward.
Jiang Yang threw out the crimson rope around his waist.
The red mangs formed a line in the air, and slashed the wolf eleven with one move.
In the end, he was trampled on the soles of his feet by the Dark Moon White Tiger.
Jiang Yang couldn't pull out, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground again, and the ground immediately collapsed into a shallow pit, which was enough to see the great strength.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yang's figure came to the Dark Moon White Tiger named "Old Eight".
The long sword in his hand tightened slightly, mixed with fierce sword qi, and slashed towards the old eight angrily.
Lao Ba didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so he hurriedly raised his claws, and the true qi in his body surged out, condensing on the tiger's claws, and then blasted directly at him with one claw.
"Bang!"
The sword and the tiger's claw intersected, and there was a crisp sound of steel clashing.
The huge power contained in the arrogant tiger claw slammed into the blade, the blade bent backwards to form an exaggerated arc, and the power of the tiger claw was far more than that, directly hitting Jiang Yang's chest.
"Poofβ"
Blood spilled into the air, Jiang Yang's body flew backwards uncontrollably, feeling the gusts of wind blowing in his ears, and finally fell heavily into the blood water.
See with one move!
"It's really strong... The strength that was forcibly improved with the talisman seal was still too much worse than the other party's actual cultivation. β
Jiang Yang was paralyzed in blood, his chest was hit hard, his eyes were looking at the sky, and he muttered to himself.
Unlike Jiang Yang's heavy blow, Lao Ba seemed much calmer.
The tiger's body just slid backwards for a few feet before it stood firmly.
Terran cultivators, that's it...... Lao Ba thought so in his heart.
"Old eight, kill it, avenge the ninth and fourth!"
The Tiger King supervised the battle in the rear, and when he saw the corpses of the two Dark Moon White Tigers on the battlefield, he was indignant, and they were his sons Lao Jiu and Lao Si.
In the past, the demon hunting event, Zhennan Pass was a small pass, and Lao Jiu always came to break through the pass alone, and he had nothing to do in the past few decades. Unexpectedly, this time, he was ambushed by the Terrans, not only his eyes were blinded, but even the four tiger legs were cut off, and the fourth child's head was blown to slag.
It wants to level Zhennanguan today to avenge the murder of its son!
Jiang Yang, who was in the blood water, stood up slowly with his sword, the blood in his mouth kept flowing, he let out a long breath of turbidity, and then hooked his hand at Lao Bagou and said provocatively:
"Come, let Poor Dao see your true ability..."
It's just that before he finished speaking, Jiang Yang's body staggered back, he couldn't stand steadily, and he sat on the ground with his ass, he tried several times, but he couldn't stand up.
"Whew...."The old eight gasped in his nostrils.
It watched Jiang Yang's oil run out of light, and its face couldn't help but show a touch of hideousness.
Without leaving his hand any longer, the tiger's mouth was fiercely aimed at Jiang Yang's body and bit over.
The thousands of cultivators behind Jiang Yang saw that Jiang Yang was exhausted, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.
But it's still too late.... I could only watch Jiang Yang about to die.
"Brutes are brutes, a bunch of brainless things....."
The voice was very small, so small that only Jiang Yang and Lao Ba could hear it.
Jiang Yang's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the eighth child who rushed forward.
Seeing Jiang Yang's momentum change suddenly, Lao Ba suddenly became alert in his heart, was he fooled?
Then Tiger Mu saw a small jade bottle appear in Jiang Yang's hand, and threw it into his mouth, it was too late for Lao Ba to shut up, not to mention, Jiang Yang had already turned over, holding a spear in both hands, jumping high, and stabbing through Lao Ba's tiger mouth from top to bottom with a "poof", so that it could never open its mouth.
Bang!
In an instant, the sky-shaking bottle exploded in Lao Ba's mouth, and flesh and blood flew sideways.
The eighth man tilted his body and fell to one side.
The powerful aftermath of the explosion swept Jiang Yang away.
It fell heavily on the cliff and then slowly slid down.
After a moment, Jiang Yang bent over and slowly stood up.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yang slowly walked in front of the Dark Moon White Tiger that was killed, and then stepped on the tiger's head, holding a sword in his hand, and shouted:
"Win!"