Thundered!

The two of them had already hit the stone steps from the stone steps below to the stone steps very close to the palace gate, and the two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, Gonggong Li was already at a disadvantage.

Rumble!

In the fifty rounds, Gonggong Li was finally invincible, the dust in his hands collapsed, coughing up blood in his mouth, his steps staggered, and he retreated to the gate of Fengtian Palace.

Gao Yanghu looked at Gonggong Li, climbed the stairs, and said, "Submit to me, this king can give you everything you want." ”

The strength of the Heavenly Realm, in the entire southern country, except for the rumored cultivators, is the top-level power, and Gao Yanghu naturally wants to win over such a master. However, he also knew that a loyal person like Gonggong Li would have little hope if he was brought over, but it did not prevent Gao Yanghu from having a trace of hope in his heart.

He didn't give Gonggong Li much time to think about it, and when he walked out of the stairs and stepped on the gate of Fengtian Temple, if Gonggong Li didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would carry out his principles.

If a capable person is not used for his own use, then kill him.

This is the principle of his high yang call.

Soon, Gao Yanghu finally stepped on the last step and landed in front of the gate of Fengtian Palace, he knew that Gonggong Li had already made his own choice.

Tick!

Tick!!

The sword in Gao Yanghu's hand was dripping blood, and the blood was not Gonggong Li's, but the palace guards who stepped forward to stop him, all of them were killed by him.

There were many corpses on the steps, and blood flowed down the stairs, and in the process of flowing, some seeped into the gaps between the stones, moistening the grass buds that were slightly rising.

The grass sprouts are brightly colored.

Boom!

The sword flashed, and Gao Yang shouted his sword and slashed at Gonggong Li.

Sou!

"It is a great sin to stain the palace of blood. ”

Suddenly, a deep shout came from inside the main hall.

This is an old Taoist man, with a clear expression, at this time, he stepped lightly under his feet, fluttered out, and when he floated out, he flicked his fingers, and a stream of air flowed out between his fingers.

Gao Yanghu sensed the sudden danger and hurriedly turned around to avoid it, but this twist, the air flow that shot in, was impartial, and it hit his wrist vein.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if it's deliberately done by an old Taoist.

Gao Yang exhaled a pain in his wrist, and the long sword in his hand couldn't grasp it, so he fell out of his hand and plunged straight into the gap between the masonry.

"Wu Daoren?"

Gao Yang came to the ground, except for the pain in his wrist, he was not injured, but his face changed greatly, because this old Taoist was the national teacher Wu Daoren of the Southern Kingdom.

It is like a god, guarding the existence of the entire southern country.

"Aren't you in retreat?" Gao Yanghu asked subconsciously.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Since it is a retreat, you can naturally get out of the retreat." ”

At this time, King Nan came out of the main hall, and behind him, followed by six Taoist priests, some middle-aged, some young, and some teenagers.

The old Taoist looked at the palace full of fireworks, and then his eyes fell on Gao Yanghu, and said, "Don't let your people stop?

"Stop?"

Gao Yanghu suddenly burst out laughing, laughing a little self-deprecatingly, laughing so unscrupulously, and said: "What I want is a river of blood, otherwise, how can I repay the hatred of destroying the country ten years ago!?"

His voice became sharp, heartbreaking, as if it were hiding a monstrous rage.

"Wu Daoren, didn't I expect you to come out of the customs?" Gao Yang paused, and arched his hand in one direction: "In this matter, please also ask Uncle Shi to help." ”

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The old Taoist frowned and looked at the eaves.

It was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, his aura was well restrained, and it seemed that he was just like him, just an ordinary person.

I saw that when he raised his hand, a black light flew out of his cuffs, shooting towards the old Taoist, and the old Taoist A stream of air popped out, and the black light fell to the ground.

It was a black beetle, and when it landed, it was dead.

But the old Taoist was shocked, and looked at the middle-aged man who fell from the eaves with vigilant eyes, and said: "In the affairs of the kingdom, do you Gu factions also want to participate?

Gu faction people, this is a terrible force, good at using Gu worms, planting one's own body, or planting in the body of others, controlling people. The black beetle just now seemed to be inconspicuous, but in fact, it was a black Gu worm unique to the Gu sect people.

Once it enters the human body, it quickly devours the five internal organs of the person.

Once you fall into the Gu, you will no longer be yourself, but a Gu person, a puppet at the mercy of Gu worms.

The middle-aged man said: "Gao Yang Hu is my Gu faction, as my uncle, I have a reason to make a move, this is just a private matter, not a matter of interfering in the kingdom." Of course, as long as you Wu Daoren don't make a move, I won't hurt anyone. ”

The old Taoist man's face was slightly sarcastic, this person said a good thing and didn't interfere, but he intervened and didn't let himself make a move, is that different from meddling? It's just words in disguise.

He said coldly: "My southern country will never allow you Gu to send people to get involved. ”

The middle-aged man said: "Don't worry, Nanguo will be Gao Yanghu in the future, and my Gu faction will not intervene for half a point." ”

To put it bluntly, whoever has the big fist is the one who talks.

A big fist just makes sense.

Boom!

The middle-aged man made a move, drew his sword and rose.

Wu Daoren instructed the six apprentices: "Protect Your Majesty!"

"Yes, master!" replied the six great and small Taoist priests beside Nanwang.

Rumble!

Wu Daoren has already fought with the middle-aged man of the Gu Sect, Wu Daoren is good at using a sword, and the middle-aged man also uses a sword, but his one is a black sword.

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"A bunch of stinky Taoists. ”

Gao Yang snorted coldly, only to see the words in his mouth, those rebel soldiers in the battle, in the blink of an eye, became red-faced, their muscles suddenly rose, as if they were crazy, and their combat power rose sharply.

This is the horror of Gu art, those rebels have already been planted by Gao Yanghu Gu worms, and at this time, they have become extremely strong warriors who are not afraid of life and death.

In an instant, the forbidden army of the palace, which was already weak, fell even more at this time, and more rebel soldiers rushed forward like crazy.

Of the six disciples of Wu Daoren, except for the two youngest little Taoist priests, the other four and Gonggong Li fought together to resist the rebel soldiers who came up.

The four Taoist priests are very strong, they are all strong in the Heavenly Realm, and they are also the top strength in the entire Southern Kingdom.

Boom –

They formed a four-person sword formation, and the mighty sword qi burst out from the bodies of the four people, and those rebels who climbed the ladder were affected by the sword qi and all rolled down.

This is the terrible sword array.

The rebel general Meng Dou was almost killed.

Gao Yanghu tried to attack, but he was also injured by the sword formation in an instant.