Whew!

Rain cats and dogs.

At the entrance of the temple, a group of cavalry troops gathered under black pressure.

"Worship the heavens!! Princess? ”

Yuan Juyang in the temple heard the three words "Worship Heaven Sect", his face immediately turned pale, especially when he heard the word "princess" again, he looked at the two women in Li Hankong's team in disbelief:

"Which of you is the princess?"

Between heaven and earth, there are only two dynasties, one is the Zhao Dynasty that dominates the Central Plains, and the other is the Mobei Royal Court on the grassland, the Golden Wolf Dynasty.

Looking at this line of people, it is obvious that they are all from the Central Plains.

There is no natural hooked nose of those people in Mobei.

There's only one possibility!

A girl here turned out to be the daughter of the emperor of the current dynasty!

Princess!

Even if I heard that the emperor had many children, it was also a princess!

"Huh?"

Li Hankong was originally extremely suspicious of the identities of the two people in the temple, and even wondered just now if these two people were ambushed in the temple in advance, wanting to join forces with the cavalry outside and the Heavenly Worship Sect Mali to take down himself and others.

Otherwise, how could they say anything to themselves and others for no reason?

Now that he saw Yuan Juyang's appearance, he immediately realized ......

I may have misunderstood.

These two people are indeed just passers-by in the temple.

A hint of guilt appeared in his heart.

"Sorry, two...... These people are coming at us, for a while...... Under will block them for a moment. ”

After that, he looked at the girl:

"Princess, you leave with them!"

Fall.

One man rushed out of the temple gate with a sword, and rushed out towards the torrential rain and thousands of cavalry under the dark night.

"Shouyang Mountain Li Hankong is here."

People have stood at the gate of the temple, quite a husband is in charge, ten thousand people are not open, a pair of dark eyes under the sword eyebrows, looking for among the thousands of cavalry, and when he saw a group of white-robed horseback riding masters in the middle of the thousands of cavalry, surrounded by an old man in a black robe.

"The person who came is a dog thief from the Heavenly Worship Sect, report his name!"

He stared coldly at the old man in the black robe.

Rain cats and dogs.

But he couldn't get close to the old man's three-foot range, and as if he was automatically avoiding, he fell towards an invisible place three feet away from him.

It seems that heaven and earth hold up an invisible giant umbrella for the old man.

Wind and rain do not invade.

"Shouyang Mountain? Li Hankong? ”

When the old man in the Xuan robe heard this, a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes:

"I haven't heard of an unknown person, and I dare to get involved in the court and the general trend of the world, don't say that you are just a named disciple of Shouyang Mountain, that is, the old immortal of Shouyang Mountain Tianmei and the drunken Taoist, dare to meddle in this matter, and also ambush the corpse."

With a wave of his hand.

"Kill, except for the princess, kill everyone here!"

"Yes!"

In the uniform response, a group of thousands of iron riders all approached the small temple.

The momentum of thousands of troops,

It's like you're going to smash the whole temple to pieces!

"A group of guards, take the princess first!"

Li Hankong snorted coldly.

Trample!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the mana sword light all over his body rose to the sky, and the rain from the night of this pouring rain rebounded back to the high sky, and the two swords behind him went out of the body at the same time.

"Twin Swords!"

Raising two swords, one person was just one, and he rushed towards more than a thousand cavalry.

In an instant, the huge waves of sword qi rolled, carrying muddy water and rain, and were wrapped together, as if a humanoid sword qi dragon appeared out of thin air outside the deserted temple.

With the momentum of chiseling the formation, he directly tore apart the more than 1,000 cavalry.

Herod!

Rumble!

Under this chisel, Li Hankong was like a fierce general who rushed into the battlefield, his sword qi was like a dragon rushing left and right, and the cavalry on those horses were killed, wounded and severed by the sword qi.

"Princess, go first!"

Li Hankong, who was shouting among the cavalry, finished speaking.

Then I heard an indifferent voice.

"This barren mountain has been drained by the water around this seat, where can I go, but I ...... A monk of the sixth order, who knew his fate, thought that with two immortal swords, he had some ability to deal with ordinary cavalry, but he could ......"

He snorted coldly:

"That's all there is to it!"

With the old man in the black robe, his face turned cold, and the mana in his body surged out, and an extremely strange masculine aura suddenly burst out from the surface of his body, and from the dark night sky, a black shadow that was a hundred feet long was torn out.

At the same time, the sound of chanting was heard.

"Om Bu Zha Ah Bu Jiu Zhen Hammer! Fear of the wheel is in a hurry! Miao Ying Psychic Heavenly Descent Spirit"

I saw that huge black shadow, and in an instant, under the night sky, a huge face of an ordinary man about three feet appeared on his head, and the expression on that face was strange and painful.

The back of the man's neck had no limbs or torso, only a caterpillar-like body, and his big and small hands held the god's body up from below like a centipede.

Boom!

Boom!

At the same time, it seemed that after the appearance of this centipede-like strange male-headed creature, there were bursts of drum beatings in his body.

"Fall your head, drop your head, all fall your head!"

With a strange and murmuring sound, a spell was heard.

Saw.

The heads and heads of the hundreds of people and horses that were strangled by Li Hankong's double swords all fell from their bodies without bloodshed, and flashed a metallic luster, flew up out of thin air, and rushed towards the deserted temple like hailstones.

"It's not good, this is a fallen demon god who worships the heavens! And the Fall Spell! ”

In the temple, there was an old man in the line, who shouted:

"Quick, protect the princess!"

Immediately, in addition to Li Hankong, there were also a group of follower masters, rushing in front of the temple gate.

"Fallen Demon God!" Li Hankong looked at the hundred-handed human-faced long-worm-headed demon god who opened his face towards him, revealing a row of neat men's teeth, and roared towards him.

There was a fishy wind in the whole night sky!

"Li Daxia, that fallen demon god has at least the strength of the eighth rank, and it is a monster derived from the Xuantian Ancestor God, retreat quickly, you can't resist hard!!" The old man in the procession that had blocked the thousands of heads that were rushing into the broken temple like hail shouted.

"Retreat?"

Li Hankong gritted his teeth, not only did he not retreat, but took a step forward, directly cutting his arm, causing blood to flow on the sword like a pillar.

"Kill!"

And one of the swords infused with its blood, there seemed to be a scripture sound above it, which was very strange.

Rumble!

In an instant, the white fairy sword was raised high, and in an instant, flesh and blood grew from the body of the golden iron sword, turning into a meat sword, and it grew together with Li Hankong's arm.

Rumble!

Li Hankong's momentum skyrocketed a step from the spot out of thin air, rushing into the heavy rain and flying upside down into the sky!

With the flesh sword that grew into one with his right arm, he slashed horizontally towards the hundred-foot fallen demon god.

This sword, not so much a split, is an arm like a sword, smashed horizontally.

It gives people a feeling that the sword that has become a flesh and blood sword fetus, and every trace of flesh and blood has a terrifying explosion-level force.

Bang!

A fleshy sword slashed at the top of the Hundred Feet Falling Demon God, and the air was like water, mixed with rain, causing the void to burst into a circle of huge ripples.

"Roar!" The face of the man with the fallen head of the demon god changed into an even more eerie and painful gesture, and his head was split open at once, and black liquid and meat sauce flowed out.

"Huh? It is actually the power of the Divine Destiny of the Flesh and Blood Bodhisattva? A disciple of Shouyang Mountain, who does not respect the old order of the soldier master, is actually a believer in the flesh and blood Buddha Mother Bodhisattva of the Buddha Mother Temple......"

The old man in the robe was angry and shocked, and immediately sneered:

"It's a surprise to me, but, all the way to cultivating immortals, one level higher, is the heavenly abyss, even if you forcibly feed the sword with blood and contact the flesh and blood bodhisattva, it is impossible to reach the Dao of the ninth order of knowing fate!"

"Suffer death!"

The old man finally took matters into his own hands.

He raised his arms, and the masculine and domineering aura of his body was drumming and rolling:

"Yang Robbery Corpse Skill, Fusion into One!!"

Hula!

With the old man's step, his body stood on top of the head of the hundred-foot demon god, accompanied by a burst of white flesh and blood squirming on the head, which actually swallowed half of his body, and then suddenly pounced down from a high place!

Rumble!

The rain within ten miles was blown away by the terrifying momentum of the old man and the demon god after they merged!!

The thousands of hands under the demon god were pinched into a magic seal.

It was like a huge mountain falling from the sky, and it smashed Li Hankong's body.

Rumble!

Li Hankong was directly hit by this seal into the ground, causing the barren mountains to shake.

He frantically coughed up blood and got up from the ground.

But he hasn't stood firm yet.

was controlled by the old man and the fallen demon god rushed suddenly, and he arrived in front of him and directly knocked Li Hankong into the broken temple.

Bang!

The walls of the ruined temple shattered.

Li Hankong's body collapsed directly in front of Lu Ya.

Lu Ya looked up at the old man outside who was controlling the Baizhang Demon God, and his gaze fell on the Baizhang Demon God:

"It's Ugly......"

"Princess, this time we are afraid that we will not be able to escape."

Li Hankong struggled and half-knelt there, glanced at Lu Ya, and said with a miserable smile:

"I'm also sorry for you, I'm going to take my life for no reason."

But between words.

Suddenly, he felt the black Shouyang magic sword in his left hand, and he kept trembling, as if he was about to leave him.

"Broken Demon Sword, you ......" Li Hankong looked angrily at the magic sword in his hand that was about to leave him.

Then he saw that the sword was holding his arm up, and the tip of the sword was pointing at Lu Ya, who was sitting there.

"What?" Li Hankong was amazed and incredulous, why did the Mountain Gate Magic Sword have such a change.

I heard that the young man who was pointed at the sword also fell on the sword:

"What you're sorry for is the wisp of divine intent on this sword, the sword is not what you use."

"What?" Li Hankong lost his mind.

But see.

The sword in his hand was already trembling incomparably, and it was directly taken out of Li Hankong's hand and hung in front of Lu Ya.

It seems to be waiting for someone who can really hold it.

But he saw that Lu Ya looked at the hilt of the sword lying in the air in front of him, and after holding it, he flicked the sword body lightly.

Zheng!

The sword roared clearly.

Even if it was just contaminated with the sword intent of the Northern Black Gallop Qiu Jiao Demon Slaying Sword.

That was also the sword intent of the Northern Black Chi Qiu Jiao Demon Slashing Sword.

But it fell on this Li Hankong's body, and it didn't play a role at all.

"What are you going to do?" Li Hankong watched as the young man flicked his immortal sword.

"Look at it."

Lu Ya exhaled:

"My sword, how to use it."

The words fell, the body was still beside the bonfire, one hand was roasting the fire, the other hand was holding the hilt of the sword, and he was slashing towards the thousands of iron horses and the old man in the black robe outside the temple!

(End of chapter)