Arrows rained down, enveloping Song Xuan.

In the girl's exclamation, the expected scene of Song Xuan being shot into a hedgehog did not appear, and those crossbow arrows with terrifying power suddenly froze in midair.

At the point of the arrow, a red circle of light appeared, as thin as a cicada's wings, but it was desperately blocking the arrow.

"Innate True Qi!"

Mu Jiansheng's heart was shocked, and he secretly said that he was indeed a master.

No wonder you have the confidence not to shave your head in this world full of Qing soldiers.

Song Xuan silently estimated the strength of the crossbow arrows in front of him, and had a rough idea in his heart.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows can't help their body protection true qi, but if they stand still and are hit by thousands of crossbow arrows in an instant, it will still be a little reluctant to completely block the body protection true qi.

While thinking in his heart, he lightly swiped his palm in midair, and a whirlpool of True Qi appeared in the palm of his palm, and those arrows made a buzzing and trembling sound under the traction of the True Qi Whirlpool.

Boom!

Hundreds of arrows all shattered, and Song Xuan's brows furrowed slightly.

His original intention was to use the True Qi Vortex to pull and reflect back all the incoming bows and crossbows, but the strength was still lacking, and the True Qi was slightly more, causing the arrows to shatter instantly.

"Kill!"

Outside, shouts of killing were heard in the rain curtain, and it was obvious that after a wave of arrows washed the ground, the Qing soldiers outside the Taoist temple began to charge head-on.

The first to rush into the Taoist temple was a strong man with a bright head and a yellow coat that exuded a rough and savage aura like a savage, and cut the guard in front of Mu Jiansheng in two with a single sword.

"This official is a guard with a knife in front of the Qing Dynasty Sanpin Imperial Guard, Su Hetai, and the other traitors are not quickly arrested!"

This person laughed very happily, the remnants of Mu Wangfu, he chased and killed for a long time before he found the trace, today, he should have made a great contribution to Su and Tai!

Carry the heads of the little prince and the county lord of Muwangfu back to receive the reward, and promote the second-grade imperial guard, proper!

While smiling, the long knife in Su Hetai's hand fell again, and this time the target was the girl who had just gotten up from the ground in a panic.

Su Hetai is not lustful, but he is good at killing, and he prefers torture and killing, this young and beautiful woman is his favorite type of torture and killing!

"Ahh

The girl rolled backwards in panic, dodging the terrible knife, and happened to roll down in front of Song Xuan.

Outside the Taoist temple, more and more Qing soldiers began to rush in, and the guards of Mu Wangfu raised their knives to meet them, while Su Hetai didn't care about the others, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards the girl on the ground again.

Only this time, the sinister smile on his face had just risen, and his body stiffened in place, and the knife in his hand stopped in mid-air, unable to move down a bit.

Click!

The sound of his neck being twisted sounded, and Song Xuan's figure came behind him at some point, and in the next moment, a huge head was pinched in Song Xuan's hand with a pigtail.

"Your Excellency!"

Some Qing soldiers discovered this scene, and several swordsmen forced away the enemy in front of them and rushed towards Song Xuan with knives.

These people are Su Hetai's cronies and slaves, and if their master is dead, if they can't avenge them, they will inevitably die when they go back.

"You want?"

Song Xuan lifted Su Hetai's pigtails and shook them, not to mention, this ugly hairstyle is still a little useful, and it is particularly silky when shaken.

With a casual throw, Su Hetai's head flew up, and instantly smashed on the body of a Qing soldier, smashing the opponent to the ground heavily.

"Boom!"

Before the others could react, Su Hetai's skull burst open with a bang, and bone slag mixed with blood collapsed everywhere.

The nearest Qing soldiers, who were directly shot by the debris of their heads, lay on the ground beyond recognition.

"Thank you Childe for saving me!"

The girl got up from the ground and looked at Song Xuan with a look of adoration, she had never seen such a powerful figure in martial arts in her life.

"What's your name?"

Song Xuan turned his head sideways, glanced at the other party, and asked casually.

"I ......" The girl just wanted to answer, but thought that she was told by her brother not to reveal her true identity during this trip, so she hesitated for a moment.

But the next moment, seeing more and more Qing soldiers rushing in outside the Taoist temple, she didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly said: "Childe, my name is Mu Jianping, and I hope that Childe can save them, I am willing to repay Childe's life-saving grace for slaves and maids!" ”

"Forget it as a slave or a slave!"

Song Xuan chuckled, his body jumped in the air, and turned into nine afterimages in mid-air, and between the lightning and flint, in the Taoist temple, one by one the heads flew up.

Mu Wangfu and the others looked at this scene in a daze, they were fighting with the Qing soldiers in the Taoist temple to the death, and suddenly, the enemy's head flew up by itself.

This sudden scene is really unresponsive.

Song Xuan held the sword in one hand and glanced at the pure Yang Wuji Sword in his hand with satisfaction.

Killing people without blood, what a good sword!

"You guys stay in the Taoist temple, and I'm going to clean up the garbage!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Xuan's figure disappeared into the rain curtain, and in the next moment, in the night shrouded by the rain, screams sounded one after another.

"Brother, should we go out and help?"

Mu Jianping looked at his brother Mu Jiansheng a little nervously, "It's a very clear soldier outside, although the son's martial arts are powerful, but there is only one person, we can't sit idly by!" ”

Mu Jiansheng hesitated, the night was shrouded, and it was still raining heavily, God knows how many Qing soldiers were hidden around the Taoist temple, and how many killing machines were gathered.

Without a Taoist temple as a cover, they rushed out, and they had to be shot into hedgehogs in an instant.

"Master, what do you think?"

Mu Jiansheng turned his head to look at a man in his fifties, this person's shoulders were much wider than those of others, and the person who practiced martial arts was in his fifties when he was in his prime.

He, the master, is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes, the iron-backed Canglong Liu Dahong, and he is extremely good at practicing kung fu.

Liu Dahong groaned slightly, "Little prince, wait here, I'll go out to investigate the situation first, if we can't do anything, we can only find a way to break through!" ”

When the words fell, he rushed into the rain curtain with a resolute face, but the next moment, his figure appeared in everyone's field of vision again.

At this time, this tall and strong man was lifted by Song Xuan from behind his neck, his whole body was stiff and unable to move, with a frightened look on his face, and he was thrown to the ground like a little chicken.

It wasn't until he landed that Liu Dahong gasped for breath, and just for a moment, the shadow of death enveloped his heart, and he couldn't resist at all.

"Master!"

Mu Jiansheng hurriedly helped Liu Dahong up, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Song Xuan glanced at Liu Dahong, "I said I was waiting here, who let you out?"

If it hadn't been for this seat to stop in time, you wouldn't even be able to leave a whole corpse now! ”