The demons are rolling, and the flames are stirring up the sky.

Liu Kunsheng controlled Liao Huzi's body, like a lonely sail in the stormy waves, wrapped in the surging wind, and rushed towards the wine-swallowing boy.

In the face of Liao Huzi's attack, the drunken boy did not dodge or retreat, and slashed forward with a flaming sword.

The two came into contact as soon as they came into contact.

There was a loud "boom".

The flames and black qi exploded in unison.

Liao Huzi flew away with a blow, was knocked to the ground, and fell into the endless waves of Eight Banners soldiers, his body was like an overturned spinning water drifter, and several waves were thrown out on the water surface in embarrassment.

Although Liu Kunsheng is powerful, the power that can be exerted by the horse is determined by the capacity of the acupuncture points and the strength of the physical body of the disciples of the horse.

The power it can exert is far less than the ontology descending, and it is naturally no match for the resurrected wine-swallowing boy.

Seeing this, the fifteen eyes on Jiu Swallow's face opened in unison, with a resentful expression, and rushed down.

Taking advantage of your illness and killing you, it will shatter Liao Huzi's body and tear Liu Kunsheng's soul.

Inviting immortals is different from Taoism's invitation to God, Taoism's invitation to God, the god was killed, and he will only return to the Dharma line to recuperate, as long as the power of incense faith is still there, it will not disappear.

But when the immortal family comes out, the spirit comes, and the soul is destroyed, then it is really dead.

The head of the Gao family and the others also knew this, and they all wanted to stop it, but the wine swallowing boy waved his hand, and a yellow gourd that grew in the wind came out of his palm.

The gourd became huge in the blink of an eye, and the bottom was full of sharp teeth, swallowing blood-red flames, and crashed towards everyone.

The strength of this gourd is not weak, and for a while, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves.

"Die!"

The fifteen eyes of the drunk-swallowing boy are extremely red, with resentment, he is lamenting injustice, the same monster, why the other party has been worshiped for hundreds of years, and he has been enslaved for nearly a thousand years, unfair, too unfair!

He roared and threw himself at Liao's beard.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Guan Shihua shouted and was about to rush over.

"Shi Hua'er, don't be impulsive!" Wang Ai hurriedly grabbed Guan Shihua's hand, but was kicked down by Guan Shihua, but Wang Ai, who fell, did not let go, grabbed Guan Shihua's leg and prevented her from being sent to death.

But at this moment, he kicked down the shrine, pulled out the sword, and became vivid, flipped in his hand, took out two shell guns, gathered in the gun, and shot at the wine-swallowing boy.

"Bang ......"

The firing pin struck the primer, and the flames and kinetic energy were vented in the chamber, and the fireworks propelled the eggshells out of the gun, and the spinning brass bullets were wrapped in blue Qi and aimed at the drunken boy.

For firearms, the drunken boy didn't pay any attention to it, although he was enslaved, but he has been summoned many times over the years, and he still understands the power of firearms, which can't even be pierced by his body protection magic.

But the result surprised him, the bullet fired from the seemingly ordinary muzzle had an extremely terrifying power, and it directly shredded his body protection demon.

"Poof, poof!"

It hit his massive body, tearing through the skin, converging muscles, and splattering a large amount of blood.

After firing one magazine, Wu Gensheng quickly changed two magazines and continued to shoot, he shot very steadily, even if his shoulder was hit back and forth by the recoil of the gun, he never moved.

Under the fierce shooting, the body of the drunken swallowing boy was inlaid with metal shrapnel, but this seemingly terrifying injury failed to hurt him at all.

I saw the drunken boy laugh fiercely, and the flesh and blood at the wound squirmed, squeezing out all the shrapnel, and clanging and falling to the ground.

And taking advantage of this gap, Liao Huzi, who was possessed by Liu Kunsheng, also adjusted his state and distanced himself.

Seeing this situation, the wine swallowing boy shifted his gaze from Liao Huzi to Rootless, he sensed the special Rootless, that Qi is greasy, obviously weak, but can tear apart his body.

"Since you are looking for death, then it will be done for you!"

The wine-swallowing boy roared angrily, and a blood-red flame gushed out from his body, turning into a wave of flames, overwhelmingly surging towards the rootless life.

Rootless's eyes were full of fire, and he held two pistols, like a floating leaf in a storm, and he could be crushed at any time.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the waves of flames, rootless bullets shot through one huge hole after another, and bombarded the body of the drunken boy.

"Bells and whistles!"

The drunken boy laughed wildly, shook off the bullets, and his hideous face was full of violence, and after realizing that Qi could not hurt the rootless, the drunken boy decided to fight hand-to-hand, and he waved his huge claws, like cannonballs, from the bottom up, towards the rootless life.

Rootless hurriedly rolled and dodged.

"Boom" There was a loud bang, and the drunken boy smashed down with a heavy fist, this smash was really like a mountain collapsing, a huge wave was falling, and the Qishan Mountain, which was as hard as pig iron, was smashed out of the cracks.

If you don't hit it, the drunken boy will be bombarded again.

"Brother Bilian, I'm here to help you!"

At this time, Lu Jin was in a full state of reverse, and his fingers were inserted into the ground that was blasted open by the wine swallowing boy, and with a dull loud sound, he actually lifted a boulder and threw it on the back of the wine swallowing boy's head.

There was a loud "boom", and the drunken boy was smashed, and the dust was filled.

At this time, Rootless quietly bullied up, took out a dagger from his butt pocket, and the god swept Qi Yu Feng and stabbed it over.

"Khooth!"

The dagger was inserted into the main artery of the neck of the drunken boy, making a low sound of gold and iron, and the palm of the rootless hand shook violently, and the whole arm was faintly numb.

I saw the muscles on the body of the wine swallowing boy writhing like a dragon, and the already tall body was raised again, and the skin was shining with a red luster like iron slurry.

"Is Nurhachi's corpse that has been nourished by dragon veins for hundreds of years so hard?" Wugensheng smacked his tongue in his heart, and hurriedly wanted to distance himself.

"Weak!"

The drunken boy sneered, and his huge body moved quickly, and with a flaming punch, it hit the rootless chest.

Even if there are some means of possession, and with the supernatural means on the fist of the disintegration of the gods, Wu Gensheng still feels paralyzed in his chest, completely unconscious, and the whole person involuntarily flies backwards, and his back hits something solidly, and then the two of them roll all the way with their arms.

Wugen took a few breaths, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out that the thing he hit in the back just now was Lu Jin, and he picked himself up.

"Lu Mang, good brother!" Wu Gensheng said with a touched face.

", Bilian, who the is called Lu Mang, and his name is Lu ......"

Before Lu Jin finished speaking, he was picked up by the rootless student who got up and ran up on one leg.

"Don't do anything, slip away!"

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The huge body of the drunken swallowing boy began a savage charge, the ground trembled, and any object that stood in front of him, whether it was a soldier of the Eight Banners or an Inhuman, was all smashed to pieces by him.

The wine swallowing boy is huge, and the distance between the two sides is rapidly narrowing.

"Senior Brother Zhang, isn't the Dharma Altar okay yet?"

In the congenital Gang Qi, a middle-aged Taoist priest of the Shangqing faction on Maoshan asked Zhang Shoucheng.

"This ......"

Zhang Shoucheng looked at the few talismans on the altar, his face was embarrassed, the ritual of the practice was in place, and the edict had been issued.

It stands to reason that the Emperor Zhenwu should allocate his divine power to the talisman to form the Zhenwu Demon Sword Talisman, but why hasn't he reacted at all now.

What about the sword rune? When will it be dialed down?

The increasingly tense situation, and the expectant eyes of the Taoist friends, made Zhang Shoucheng jump to his feet anxiously.

Zhenwu Emperor, I'll go to your uncle, this Wudang god is just unreliable.

I knew that I should have invited Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

At this time, Liu Kunsheng, who had distanced himself, controlled Liao Huzi's body and came to Guan Shihua.

Guan Shihua was still pulling Wang Ai, who was going to drag her to safety, and when she saw Liao Huzi's arrival, she hurriedly said:

"Uncle Liu, Master, are you all right!"

Liu Kunsheng glanced at Wang Ai on Guan Shihua's legs: "Little Shihua'er, exit here first!" ”

"Uncle Liu, there are so many people here!" Guan Shihua hurriedly said.

"I can't care, uncle, my real body can't come, no matter how strong the strength is, Liao Xiaozi's body will not be able to withstand it, there is no point in staying any longer, go!"

Liu Kunsheng waved his hand, a gust of demon wind blew, and Guan Shihua was rolled up and left quickly.

Wang Ai still grabbed Guan Shihua's leg: "Hey, Uncle Liu, my friend was in deep danger just now to save you, you pat your ass and leave, it's not appropriate!" ”

"Uncle Ben is doing things, why do I have to explain to you, get out!"

Liu Kunsheng snorted coldly, and Wang Ai flew out upside down.

Looking at Liao Huzi and Guan Shihua, who jumped off Qishan and became more and more farther away, Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, and then scolded:

"Damn long worm, it's so impersonal, it's not moral, Bilian and the hypocrisy are here to help you get into danger!"

In the distance, Liao's beard and ears moved, Liu Kunsheng heard it, but it didn't care, in its opinion, this time, it had done its best to be benevolent and righteous, did it want to put its own disciples into it for a group of irrelevant people?

And at this moment, Rootless dragged Lu Jin through the Eight Banners Army Formation, thanks to the ability of the gods, those terrifying Eight Banners soldiers could not hurt them, but became their help.

I saw that behind them, among the mighty Eight Banner soldiers, thunder and fire were intertwined, and the flames more than ten meters long behind the drunken boy were intertwined and danced, destroying the Eight Banners soldiers and rushing out of a huge gap.

He opened his huge mouth, focusing on the infinite divine light in his mouth, and the raging flames erupted, setting off a series of explosions in the Eight Banners Army Formation, and the blood-colored flames rose more than a dozen feet high.

In the flames, he leaped up like a god, raised his claws, and slashed at the two of them with a fierce momentum.

Not far away, the head of the Gao family and the others wanted to come over to help, but they couldn't, first, they were pinned down by the gourd released by some Shishen and the wine-swallowing boy, and second, Wu Gensheng and Lu Jin had already run to the middle of the Qi Bureau's military formation, and it was difficult for them to follow and rush over.

"I'll go, Bilian, what are you doing, we have to run, we should run in the direction of the elders!"

Lu Jin was dragged all the way forward by Rootless Sheng, and at this time, his ears were full of roars, and his eyes were full of overlapping shadows.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Rootless shouted.

"What's coming?"

Lu Jin's words just spoke.

The next moment, the heavens and the earth brightened, and a blazing silver light suddenly swept in front of him.

This silver light seemed to be mixed with countless tiny thunderbolts, just passing overhead, making him feel a faint pain in his face as if he had been electrocuted, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he could hardly see anything.

Lu Jin had no choice but to close his eyes and run forward, but found that the rootless student he was pulling stopped in place and did not move.

"Huh?"

He endured the sourness, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the soldiers of the Eight Banners around him were all destroyed by the bombardment.

The blazing light flashed, and immediately after, he heard a terrible whistling sound in his ears.

Along the way, it was like a hurricane running over.

The gravel was wrapped in the wind, like a thousand arrows, and it flew over.

But he didn't care, staring behind him blankly, letting the rubble slap on his face.

But in the rear, I saw a silver light, the dragon and snake were in a hurry, and the lightning came, and wherever it passed, whether it was a soldier of the Eight Banners or a ghost-like god, it was like the wind and waves, all invincible.

Then, with a bang, the white rainbow hit the forehead of the wine-swallowing boy.

The wine-swallowing boy who was jumping up and slashing hard, the huge body immediately flew out sideways.

Lu Jin hurriedly pulled his face, a little stunned.

He could see clearly just now, and that thing seemed to be a peachwood sword.

This is what Senior Brother Zhang used to cast spells to bombard the Japanese Command and the railway company.

"It's Senior Brother Zhang here!" Lu Jin was just a little reckless, not stupid, and instantly understood the meaning of Wu Gensheng's previous words.

"Flying Thunder Sword, this is Senior Brother Zhang here!" Lu Ci was also excited.

"Senior Brother Zhang?" Lu Ren was a little confused, this was not made by the Dao Master of the Three Sects of Fu Zheng? Do you call these older generations Senior Brother Zhang?

And the Daoists of the Three Sects of Fu Zheng were looking happy and said, "Flying Sword? The altar has succeeded, it is worthy of Senior Brother Zhang, this sword talisman of the True Martial Emperor is really extraordinary! ”

Senior Brother Zhang Shoucheng glanced at a few talismans on the altar, and then at the wine-swallowing boy who was hit by the sword on the field, and suddenly looked stunned.

What's the matter, Emperor Zhenwu didn't give me feedback on divine power, nor did he give me a sword talisman, where did this sword come from?

Moreover, even if the Emperor Zhenwu gave the sword talisman, there is only the blue light that destroys the evil spirit, and there is no thunder light, what is going on?

And at this moment, the drunken swallowing boy in the sword, the stinking black blood gushed out from his neck like not asking for money, staining the ground black.

In fact, compared to the huge body of the wine swallowing boy, the wound caused by the peach wood sword was simply not worth mentioning.

But the thunder and lightning that could restrain all the evil spirits spread wildly along the wound, dissolving its body.

The flesh on his face was charred and melted, and it fell to the ground like a candle, and the white bones buried inside could be clearly seen.

Under the severe pain, the drunken boy could no longer maintain his calm and calm just now.

His expression was hideous, his face contorted, and he was about to pull out the sword that was stuck in his forehead.

"Damn, Senior Brother Zhang's sword can knock out a Japanese Kou Headquarters, and it hits the head of this ghost thing, but it didn't kill it?"

Lu Jin was about to drop his jaw in shock, Senior Brother Zhang's Flying Thunder Sword was invincible, and he hadn't missed it yet.

"Knock out the Japanese Command? This is how you said before that the situation was broken by direct violence? "Rootless reacted.

"Huh?"

Feeling a little speechless, Lu Jin hurriedly stopped talking and looked at Zhang Zhiwei's figure everywhere.

Lu Ci and Wang Ai are also looking for Zhang Zhiwei.

While others looked at Zhang Shoucheng on the altar:

"Senior Brother Zhang, that demon's momentum is declining, keep up the best efforts, give him another sword, and let him die completely!"

Zhang Shoucheng: "............"

I'll get your grandma's legs!

This is to roast him on the fire!

Just as he was thinking about how to speak.

A thunderbolt, which was much more violent than before, suddenly exploded, like an iron cone, and smashed desperately on the eardrums, making them feel a pain in their ears and almost deaf.

And then, a greater thunderbolt, accompanied by rolling thunder, slammed into the head of the drunken boy.

This time, it was not the peachwood sword that came, but the Dongfeng sword.

The Dongfeng Greatsword is a powerful magic weapon, much more powerful than the Peach Wood Sword, and has the ability to break demons and punish evil.

When the sword fell, the flesh and skin on the face of the drunken boy rippled as if it had been thrown into a pond of stones, and the whole face was sunken, and the sound of clattering fractures was endless.

"Senior Brother Zhang is doing well!"

The crowd cheered in unison.

Zhang Shoucheng's hand holding the magic sword trembled slightly, he was a little embarrassed, what the hell is going on?

It was at this time.

Cracks appeared in the sky, and then exploded like a mirror, and thunder and golden light surged inside, and a huge golden figure crossed over.

"This is? Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang invited Emperor Zhenwu here? ”

Liaodong savage Jin Zhenhai muttered to himself.

Zhang Shoucheng's hand trembled, and the magic sword fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)