In the battlefield.

The three people who were fighting fiercely suddenly found that three innate masters were flying towards them, and they all immediately became nervous.

"Who?"

Gong Yunshan looked at the three people in yellow robes in surprise.

Li Wanshan stepped back and also looked at the three people who suddenly came, his eyes flashing with essence.

Lan Yuehou's expression moved slightly, and there was a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth.

It's time to come, and then it's time to close the net, but I don't know how much they can gain this time.

"Amitabha!"

The three of them approached and chanted at the same time.

These three people are naturally the three tantric masters of the Nightfall Organization, Garuda, Asura, and Mahuraka.

Among them, Garuda is an old man with a slender figure and white hair, while Asura is burly, holding a wooden stick, and looks extremely strong, while Mahuraja looks relatively ordinary, not tall, not short, not fat or thin, his body is extremely weird, even if he just stands there, it gives people a feeling like a phantom.

The Night Curtain Organization is not a Buddhist force, and the three secret masters in front of them are not monks, but the Peacock Dynasty respects Buddhism, and the etiquette is also based on Buddhist rituals, so they will chant 'Amitabha Buddha'.

"Who are you?"

Gong Yunshan couldn't help it at first and asked.

"We are all demon crossers." Garuda stepped forward, his old face smiling kindly, and his deep eyes filled with compassion for the world.

The gentle words give people a feeling like a spring breeze, and in this chaotic battlefield, he is like a bodhisattva from compassion for the world, which is particularly special.

Gong Yunshan's gaze wandered back and forth between Lan Yuehou and Garuda, and he thought that the three of them were Lan Yuehou's helpers.

Especially Lan Yuehou's look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, made him firm in what he thought in his heart.

But soon, his idea was shattered.

"You are all demons, and we are waiting to come to Duer and wait to become a Buddha!"

Garuda said softly.

His voice was calm, gentle, and in the flutter of his voice, it was as if everything around him had become light.

The shouts of the battlefield, the splashes of blood, and the flying limbs seemed to have nothing to do with him.

It's just that his words just fell, and the next moment, he raised his palm, and there was a faint golden light shining on his body, and he rushed towards Lan Yuehou.

With a slap of the palm, there was actually a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and the majestic majesty was mighty, directly flying out the soldiers fighting around.

Even the giant elephant, under this majestic palm, couldn't help but let out a wail, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Lan Yuehou's eyes were sharp, his body suddenly rose from the ground, the spear was like a dragon, rushing to the sky, facing the heavy palm, bursting out with strong power.

Bang~~

The spear collided with the palm of his hand, sending out a dull upward sound.

The brilliant spears were like ice crystals colliding on the hard rocks.

Garuda's figure was in the air, his earthy yellow robe floating, and his eyes looked at Lan Yuehou with compassion.

"Your Excellency, you have fallen into the devil, how about letting me cross you to Elysium?"

He said it seriously, not joking at all, as if he could really let people into Elysium.

The corners of Lan Yuehou's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that the old guy in front of him was a little annoying.

This dog thing actually said that he was in a demon and wanted to cross him.

"It's better for this marquis to send you to Elysium!"

Lan Yuehou said coldly, and then the spear trembled violently, and the strong gun intent came out of his body, and the intense brilliance was wrapped around the spear.

With a bang, Garuda was rushed out by the strong gun intent.

Lan Yuehou was unforgiving, and the black spear turned into a brilliant thunderbolt, running through the sky, and the blazing spear seemed to be burning, carrying a whistling sound of breaking the air, and slashed down.

Garuda's face was a little more solemn, and his palms were raised, and the golden brilliance was condensed in his palms.

Bang!

The spear collided with the palm of the hand again, and the loud crash exploded like thunder.

Immediately after that, the figures of the two flashed at a very fast speed, and the sharp guns and the thick and condensed palms collided one after another, and the sound of banging came and went.

Seeing this, Gong Yunshan's eyes flashed, and he was a little confused about the situation now.

The three people who suddenly appeared were obviously not invited by Lan Yuehou, but they were not invited by him either.

Whether it was friend or foe made him a little baffled.

There is a saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, but the enemy of the three enemies in front of you can also be an enemy.

Just when Gong Yun Mountain hesitated, the Asura holding a black stick rushed towards Li Wan Mountain, and at the same time, Mohu Luojia also turned into an afterimage and came to Gong Yun Mountain.

The strange figure made Gong Yunshan almost unresponsive.

A sword swept and blocked Mohuraka's attack, and Gong Yunshan immediately withdrew and retreated.

After moving away from the other party, Gong Yunshan immediately ran in the direction of Nanyang City.

Not right!

The first thing that the alert Gong Yunshan thought of was to get out and leave, and then figure out the situation.

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the gate of Nanyang City.

"Mao Jiang! Help me! ”

He shouted.

On the tower of the city gate, Mao Jiang overlooked Gongyun Mountain below, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's a great day!

Every prey seemed so stupid that he couldn't help but get a little excited.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still asked in a loud voice, "Who is Your Excellency and why are you here?" ”

He was shouting and asking Mahuraga.

At the same time, he took the halberd in the hand of the guard next to him, and the crescent-like side blade flashed with a cold cold light, and a chilling momentum bloomed from his body.

The next moment, like a bird, he jumped down from the tower.

The halberd in his hand slashed down with an icy momentum.

Seeing this, Gong Yunshan couldn't help but be surprised.

He knew that Mao Jiang was an innate martial artist, but Mao Jiang's performance in front of him did not seem to be an ordinary innate martial artist, and this cold artistic conception had already shown that Mao Jiang was also an innate martial artist who had comprehended the 'meaning'.

But soon he put down this surprise, the stronger the situation in front of him, the stronger Mao Jiang's strength seemed to be in his favor.

But as he thought so, the crescent-like blade suddenly turned, and the volley flew towards him.

Gong Yunshan was stunned for a while, until now he didn't expect Mao Jiang to actually want to kill him.

Just as he was stunned, the sharp side blade slashed across his shoulder, tearing off the flesh of the belt.

"Ahh

Gong Yunshan screamed.

"You!"

He looked at Mao Jiang in horror.

Mao Jiang grinned, and there was a little more ferocity and pleasure in his eyes, even hideous.

"Hahaha~~"

He laughed maniacally.

At this moment, he seemed to fall into madness.

The joy of success made it difficult for him to hold on to himself.

Three years after three years, three years after three years, he has endured it for more than ten years.

At this time, he just wanted to release the pressure and pain he had endured for more than ten years.

He never forgot that cold night, when Emperor Lihuang summoned him to his study, and in the dim candlelight, he put his heart in his heart.

Since that day, he has not slept soundly, and all he thinks about day and night is how to hide himself and how to gain the trust of certain people.

His son died by the sword of the barbarians, and he could not avenge his son.

He formed a party in the three southwestern states for personal gain, and was infamous by countless people.

He kept his family incognito and did not see each other for more than ten years, even when his wife died.

Thinking back to the past, his expression became more and more crazy.

"Hahaha~~ It's all over!"

The halberd stabbed straight out with a resolute edge, and stabbed directly into Gong Yunshan's chest.

"You don't understand, you don't understand!"

"Gong Yunshan, you should have died a long time ago!"

He looked at Gong Yunshan fiercely, and the halberd in his hand pushed forward hard.

Gong Yunshan looked at him blankly.

He really doesn't understand!

He didn't understand why Mao Jiang was crazy and why he wanted to kill him?

Although he has been using Mao Jiang and has always known that Mao Jiang has a lot of dissatisfaction with him, he never thought that Mao Jiang actually wanted to kill him.

"Why?"

He muttered in a faint voice.

Mao Jiang didn't answer him, maybe Mao Jiang felt more relieved to let him die in an unknown way.

The blood-red edge came out of his body, and Mao Jiang still didn't understand his hatred, and waved the halberd in his hand violently.

Flutter.

The sharp blade directly slashed through Gong Yunshan's chest, almost breaking Gong Yunshan in two.

Gong Yunshan is dead!

He died very aggrieved and ignorant.

Mao Jiang looked at his mangled corpse coldly, and the halberd in his hand was full of blood.

"You've gone a little too far!"

Mohuraka came to his side and whispered.

Mao Jiang's face moved slightly, and his madness couldn't help but restrain a little.

"I've put up with him for too long!"

"Your patience has not been in vain!"

Mohuraka looked up at the chaotic battlefield.

With their addition, the situation on the battlefield becomes even more chaotic.

Lan Yuehou, Li Wanshan, Garuda, and Asura fought in a scuffle, and the Mingyue Army fought desperately with the defenders of Yuezhou Town and the barbarian army.

"It's almost over, solve these problems, and Nanyang City will be yours in the future."

"Not only Nanyang City, but both sides of the Nanyuan River, thousands of miles of territory will be your territory!"

Mohuraka said lightly.

"yes, it's time for it to end!" Mao Jiang let out a long breath.

But the next moment, his eyes turned red again.

The madness crept up on his face again.

"It's time to finish!"

Flutter!

The sharp halberd stabbed again, and he looked at Mohuraka beside him with a smirk.

At the moment when the halberd flew into the stab, Mohu Luojia's heart trembled suddenly, and his figure jumped a few times, but he still did not avoid Mao Jiang's sneak attack.

"You're crazy!"

The halberd's sharp blade stabbed him in the shoulder, the result of his dodge, and if he had been a little slower, the sharp blade would have pierced his heart.

"It's your turn! I've put up with you for a long time. Mao Jiang smiled hideously.

Although the sneak attack was not successful, he was not disappointed at all.

This incomprehensible and frightening pleasure made him even more insane.

Mohu Luojia pulled out his sharp blade, stayed away from Mao Jiang, and looked at Mao Jiang with a cold look.

(End of chapter)