Gu Shunyi is now in the innate realm, and the 7th layer of the refining body of the double hook is comparable to Yang Wanli's cultivation.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the advantage of the innate master was revealed, and the double hook was picked off.

The sect's eyes widened, "Innate Realm?"

"Count you as acquaintances!" Gu Shunyi said another shot, stabbed him in the abdomen, and with a round of arms, the corpse flew into the air.

But at this time, Han Yin was defeated, and his Wind and Thunder Palm had just killed a White Lotus Sect who was fighting with him, and a Tuotou monk had killed him.

Wearing a crescent hoop on his head, long hair and a shawl, his face is fierce, and he has a ring knife in his hand, at first glance, he looks like Wu Song, a walker in film and television shots, but he is dressed in white.

Han Yin was still thunderous, but he was split by the ring knife, and his knife was really angry, and the blade was indestructible.

Han Yin is the 6th layer of the Body Refining Realm, and his Wind and Thunder Palm can't avoid it at all.

Han Yin knew that this was also a congenital master, so he withdrew and left, but was slashed in the back by the head monk, which was injured by Qi Lang.

If the blade is directly hit, Han Yin will become two halves.

But even so, it was a split armor, and the bones were visible deeply, and blood splattered.

Han Yin screamed and fell in a pool of blood.

"Wind Thunder Palm? Your Excellency knows the kung fu taught by heaven and earth?" A phantom figure caught up with the head monk and stepped on Han Yin's neck with his foot.

"We are the Dashun Army...... Han Yin can't expose the emperor's secrets even if he dies, and he asked with blood in his mouth, "You are a monk...... Why are you mixed up with the White Lotus Sect......

"Hahaha, what's wrong with the monks, Lao Tzu likes women, because there are women in the White Lotus Sect, whether they are nuns or Taoist aunts, Lao Tzu will mix with them, you are a stinky soldier, and you still care about Lao Tzu's affairs, go die!"

The head monk laughed loudly and said, with force under his feet, to break Han Yin's neck.

Wang Chengen, Yang Wanli and Gu Shunyi came to the rescue from three directions, and they all slashed at the head monk with three sharp blades.

"Shameless thief monk, take your life to ......"

The head monk turned his head and slashed, and an arc-shaped knife light flashed, and the qi waves came out.

Wang Chengen and Yang Wanli, who had not yet rushed to the front, including Gu Shunyi, all flew out upside down.

"It turned out to be a congenital 4-layer master," Chongzhen, dressed as a general, had to take action in person,

The two fingers were like a pillar, and they were born, and the ring knife in the hand of the head monk was broken in two.

The head monk was shocked, "Flick your fingers? Your Excellency was born in Shaolin?"

"You Yin monk, go and ask Lord Yama."

Chongzhen said, the sword in his hand used the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, although there were only three layers, but it was as fast as the wind, mysterious and invincible, a pale white sword light swept by, and the head of the head monk rose to the sky.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood in a fountain.

No wonder some people say that the White Lotus Sect is mixed, there are men and women, monks and nuns and Taoists, three religions and nine streams, nondescript, it is simply ***.

Only then did Chongzhen kill this thief monk.

At this time, Yang Wanli had just gotten up from the ground, and the general's helmet was cut off, revealing his original appearance.

Suddenly, someone recognized Yang Wanli, it was a woman's voice, "The dog thief used to hide here, acting as a court eagle dog, and my aunt and grandmother slaughtered you!"

It was Li Miniang, the snowflakes slashed with two cold lights, and the air was surging.

Yang Wanli knew that she was powerful, and one flew into the air, rising several feet high, before he dodged these two knives.

"Flying on the grass?" Li Qiniang sneered, "Come down to the old lady!"

Li Miniang shook her hand at Li Wanli in the air, Yang Wanli was really obedient and fell from the air.

Chongzhen's heart moved, what kind of technique this demon girl has, it is not worse than my finger flicking skills.

At this time, Yang Wanli fell down with his head down.

Chongzhen pushed out a palm, and a wave of air roared out, hovering in the air, wrapping Yang Wanli and rolling twice, Yang Wanli landed gently.

This wave of air will resolve Yang Wanli's free fall, otherwise Yang Wanli will be smashed into a meat patty.

Because Yang Wanli at this time is like a dead man, he doesn't know who is going on.

"Hehe, the little general has an extraordinary hand, and he has an appetite for the old lady, let the old lady learn your tricks again."

Li Qiniang was not only not angry, but she smiled like a flower, and regarded Chongzhen as a handsome and dashing young general.

Chongzhen almost spurted blood, I am 10,000 years old, but I am regarded as a lovely little general by your twenties.

Look at this meaning, if you are caught, will you still be rude?

At this time, Li Miniang danced with snowflake double knives, like a beauty dancing in the snowflakes, charming and bewitching, at the same time, the murderous aura of the volley was accompanied by layers of knife waves breaking through the air, and the cold was pressing.

It turned out to be an innate 5-layer!

Chongzhen had already reached the realm of innate greatness, so he disdained to take out his sword and pushed it out with a single palm against the tumbling sword qi.

The dragon roared and the tiger roared, and a wave of qi dissolved all the forced knife waves.

Li Qiniang was just about to make another move, a wave of air roared, her pretty face changed and flew out three feet away, and the double knives crossed her in the front heart and head, and then she restrained herself.

"The little general is really powerful, and he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance at all......

Li Qiniang smiled coquettishly, and after the delicate voice, through the gap between the two knives, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light, and Leng Buding shook his hand at Chongzhen, and shouted, "Pour!"

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen