The moment he saw Cheng Ying, Yue Qingshuang's eyelids jumped suddenly, when he was outside Luoyang City, he saw Cheng Ying engulfed by the ball of light condensed by the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion, in that case, it must be a tragic ending of not seeing a corpse, but now although this Cheng Ying does not seem to have recovered his sanity for the time being, he is really a living person.

At this moment, the old monk had passed by him, and the Taoist priests and scribes behind him quickly passed him, and from beginning to end, none of the three people turned their eyes to him, and when he tried to detect these three people with his mind, all he found was a fog, even if he had a hexagram in his heart, the hexagram was also a blur.

The appearance of these three people completely disrupted his train of thought, and he could only suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being, preparing to deal with this strange situation.

Just when he was about to make a move, the Taoist priest and the scribe had already swept up the city tower, as if the clouds were driving through the mist, much more flexible and elegant than Yu Luoxia's movements before, whether it was Lu Linxi and Xia Shu who were still coming, or Yu Luoxia and Luo Lingfeng at the city gate, they couldn't help but praise in their hearts.

These three people, these are the three masters of the Pure Lotus Temple outside Luoyang, and Gao Yang Song prefers to call them the Three Friends of Pure Lotus behind his back.

Daoist and Shang Daochang had already come to Meng Qianxun with Zhang Xiucai at this time, the latter looked at Meng Qianxun, and then looked at Shi Qingyang not far away, and laughed: "Brother Gaoyang's vision is not bad. ”

The monk nodded slightly in agreement, whether it was Meng Qianxun, Shi Qingyang, or Yuerou and Yin Caicai, who they had already seen, and the girl named Mei Tingfang, each of them had their own unique style, and Gao Yangsong's vision was indeed never bad.

Meng Qianxun bowed slightly: "I've seen two seniors." ”

Zhang Xiucai smiled and waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, I have always been brothers with Brother Gaoyang, and my brother and sister can call me Brother Zhang." ”

Meng Qianxun nodded and said, "Brother Zhang." ”

"Yes, you can. Zhang Xiucai laughed loudly, "You are much more upright than the timid little girl last time." ”

Meng Qianxun smiled silently, she didn't think this was anything to be strange about, most of the things Gao Yangsong did were unexpected, and many of his actions were also very different from people's ideal Mingjun, he was able to use his own will to make the palace gate that was rumored to be as deep as the sea become a home where they could enter and leave at will, and it was naturally not surprising that he was called a brother and a brother in the rivers and lakes.

The monk's brows furrowed slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied with Zhang Xiucai's behavior of chatting here without doing business, and just as he was about to speak, Meng Qianxun had already said: "He is in the palace, just leave it to us by Commander Cheng." ”

Meng Qianxun beckoned to the rear, and a soldier whose legs were already trembling hurriedly came over, picked up Cheng Ying from the back of the monk Taoist, and rushed towards the interior of the capital.

The monk continued to ask, "How is he now?"

Meng Qianhiro shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, I hope he will be fine." ”

"Is there an enemy in the palace?" Zhang Xiucai hurriedly came up, and then smiled bitterly, "That's right, this kind of perverted guy is acting recklessly in front of this capital, and it is really difficult to completely defend it." ”

After saying this, Zhang Xiucai squinted at the mountain that stood in front of the capital, and there was no awe in his eyes.

A long sword with a jade-like luster appeared in his hand, but when he held it, all the luster on the sword dimmed, and it suddenly became a waste sword that looked worse than the worst swords.

Zhang Xiucai was about to jump out of the city tower with his sword, but the monk and Taoist priest hurriedly threw the Buddha beads in his hand, built an invisible barrier in front of him, and stopped him back: "We can't beat him." ”

Zhang Xiucai was dissatisfied: "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

Under the city wall, the spring-like voice of Zen Master Chunya came: "We really can't beat him." ”

The same words are undoubtedly more convincing in the mouth of Zen Master Chunya than that of the monk Taoist, Zhang Xiucai gritted his teeth slightly, and said: "Then we can't let this kind of guy act recklessly on the land of the human world." ”

He glanced at Meng Qianxun and said, "Since Brother Gao Yang can't fulfill his responsibilities for the time being, those of us who are elders should always share his worries for him." ”

This is very unreasonable, but the monk Taoist also nodded thoughtfully, and Zen Master Chunya sighed even more and said, "Yes, the Holy Pavilion has done this...... It's a bit too much. ”

Zhang Xiucai knew the mind of Zen Master Chunya, and knew that this slightly dissatisfied complaint was already his deep anger at Xiahou Luoshan, and said loudly: "Then we ......."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already sharp, and he swung out with a sword, and a sword qi with indescribable meaning blew up from the top of the city tower, raging towards the front, if someone was in the middle of it, I am afraid that before being injured by the sword qi, he would fall into the deepest obstacle in his heart, and it would be difficult to extricate himself for a while, and when he got out, he was afraid that it would be the time to die.

At the same time, the monk Taoist threw out the rosary in his hand, the rosary continued to break, divided into dozens of balls of light that seemed to be burning, and the ball of light echoed each other from afar, as if there were ten thousand rays of light circulating in the meantime, faintly forming a two-instrument pattern, but compared to the rigidity and softness of the Tai Chi and the two instruments, the monk's attack was more like an unreasonable seal, directly covering the front, no matter what was in front of him, it seemed to be annihilating nothingness in this mark.

"Amitabha. ”

Chunya Zen Master chanted the Buddha's name, his hands gently held forward, as if holding a pot of incomparably delicate flowers, with his movements, there seemed to be flowers and trees growing next to him, obviously on the battlefield, but beside Chunya Zen Master it seems to have the fragrance of birds and flowers, it is completely a spring back to the earth, the wonder of the revival of all things, and at the forefront of this wonder, those delicate flowers, young leaves, all seem to reveal infinite strength in the weakness, Chunya Zen Master with tender eyes flowed in the meantime, as if looking at the love of his life, and with the change of his gaze, there is an invisible force in this flower red willow green spread。

Sword of Inquiry!

Infinite Dao Seal!

Compassion for flowers and grass!

Secluded in the suburbs of Luoyang, these three like-minded companions all showed their most proud mastery in their lives for the first time.

At the moment when they made a move, a stream of sand and dust condensed into a blade roared, and the power contained in it was faintly beyond the mundane, it was Xiahou Luoshan's onslaught on the front of the south gate of the capital.

The dim long sword in Zhang Xiucai's hand couldn't help but tremble, and countless black crumbs fell on the blade, revealing the luster it should have.

The monk's brows furrowed, and the Buddha beads in the Wuji Dao seal were also twisted together with his eyebrows.

The expression on Zen Master Chunya's face became more and more compassionate, and he looked around in the spring breeze.

The blade formed by the condensation of sand and dust was really forcibly stopped at the gate of the city by these three attacks!

It's just that the situation of the three of them is not very good, the dust blade is still slowly advancing, and their spiritual power has begun to dry up.

At that moment, a whistling sounded.

Luo Lingfeng borrowed the Mingxia stick from Yu Luoxia's hand, and pointed it into the air, which seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, it directly set off a whistling wind, and in this wind, each one seemed to hide an incomparably sharp sword qi, with his wrist trembling slightly, the wind was all submerged in the Mingxia stick, and a stick was pointed out, as if there was a wind and rain raging in all directions, compared to Zhang Xiucai's sword of inquiry, the power is still more than that.

Luo Lingfeng used a stick to make a sword, making the Luo family's swordsmanship that had not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the last style of the Luo's swordsmanship has always been so sharp, and the wind rises in all directions, not giving the enemy any time to breathe.

If it weren't for its incredible power, Shang Yunjian would not have chosen to create a sword on the basis of this style to commemorate the elder who died in the shameless rebellion in Zhongzhou City.

As the fourth offensive joined in, the seemingly simple and unbreakable dust blade exploded directly in the air.

The four of Chunya Zen Master all retreated sharply, barely stabilizing their bodies while retracting their attacks, and the corners of their mouths were overflowing with blood.

They all looked a little embarrassed.

But this time, Xiahou Luoshan's attack failed to play its original destructive power.

was almost coerced by that dust blade, and Xia Shu, who couldn't help but be frightened at this time, couldn't help but let out a surprise in surprise.

Such a powerful attack was actually blocked by the master and the three senior masters, the master is really powerful.

Compared to Xia Shu's surprise, Dream Chihiro, who was supposed to face the dust blade on the castle tower, had a deep worry on his face.

These four masters, whom she knew nothing about, had indeed blocked this transcendent blow, but each of them had done their best, and they were more or less wounded, and it was difficult to stop a second such attack.

What she cares about most is not this, but the moon frost that has escaped a little bit at some point.

She could see clearly that it was Yue Qingshuang who was showing the direction to Xiahou Luoshan just now.

The guy who is really in cahoots with the Holy Pavilion is actually him, I'm afraid that for today, the plan of the owner of this Mingyue Tower is far more than that.