Looking at Tang Jiusheng, who was already paralyzed to the ground, Xue Jiangyue sighed faintly, if the broken gut bat had been released earlier, maybe her son would not have died, she originally wanted to catch this kid and use Gu worms to control him into a puppet. Now, he can only give his son his life. Cheng Zifei, who was commanding the soldiers to start a war with Minions, was not at ease, and from time to time he had to look back at the situation of the battle here, and when he saw that Jin Chengzhang, Yulong Xingkong and Tang Jiusheng were all knocked to the ground by the old witch, his face was as frightened as dirt.

The aura of the Wuxuan Realm on Tang Jiusheng's body has disappeared, only the second grade realm remains, Xue Jiangyue put her mind at ease, this shows that the kid surnamed Tang is not a disguise, his secret method has been invalidated, it will be this effect, Xue Jiangyue slowly approached Tang Jiusheng, she wants to step on this kid's head and avenge her son!

Cheng Zifei made a decision immediately, and commanded the foot soldiers on the inside of the large array to immediately form a formation to attack the old witch. Xue Jiangyue simply ignored the foot soldiers who rushed up in formation, what was the use of having a thousand such pawns? The archers and crossbowmen in the front row fired a volley, and a round of arrows rained down like locusts, shooting towards Xue Jiangyue in the air. Xue Jiangyue's eyes were contemptuous, and he waved the dust in his hand, a translucent black mist formed a barrier, and those feather arrows and crossbow arrows stagnated when they were still a zhang away from Xue Jiangyue, hanging in the air and trembling and wailing.

Xue Jiangyue stared at her eyes and shouted, whisking the dust again, an invisible qi machine rippled in the air, and the arrows hanging in mid-air instantly shattered, turned into flying ashes, and dissipated in the cold mountain wind, Xue Jiangyue laughed wildly. Seeing that the arrows were ineffective, the soldiers of the brigade began to charge with knives and guns, Xue Jiangyue stomped his feet on the ground, and a black gas machine burst away, and the few foot soldiers who rushed to the front were instantly torn in half, and the foot soldiers who followed closely behind were still charging despite death.

Cheng Zifei pinched a handful of sweat in his palms, he had never had a record of fighting with the top masters of Wuxuan Realm from learning art with Master Huiyong in Bao'en Temple when he was young, and now he is a guard for Tang Jiusheng. After Cheng Zifei handed over the command of dealing with the attack of the minions outside to a lieutenant of Zhenwei, he decisively drew his sword and pounced on Xue Jiangyue, after all, Master Huiyong Monk once said that if you lose, you will not lose the battle.

The murderous intent in Xue Jiangyue's eyes couldn't be concealed, she stepped forward, whisked the dust and waved it again, an air wave spread outward in a semicircular arc, and more than ten soldiers who rushed to the front were hit in the chest by the air wave, and fell to the ground vomiting blood and died. Cheng Zifei came out of the crowd and swept away ten zhang away, the Yanling knife was shining dazzlingly in the winter sun, he wanted to take the lead and fight for his life with this old witch.

He Yongjiang's guard captain Lang Yuanfu also stepped forward with a sword to help, and the two of them attacked the old witch with a sword. Xue Jiangyue narrowed her eyes, her face was full of mockery, but it was just two young people from the top and bottom of the third-grade martial arts realm, how could they be in her eyes? Xue Jiangyue muttered: "I really don't know whether to live or die!" Xue Jiangyue stuck the dust behind her back, and only used a pair of flesh hands to defeat the two young people, and the soldiers who surrounded her stopped, and they all shouted on the side to cheer for Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu.

Cheng Zifei was in front, dancing a piece of knife flowers to attract Xue Jiangyue's attention, Lang Yuanfu was behind, and took the opportunity to stab Xue Jiangyue in the back of the heart, Xue Jiangyue stretched out his right hand to grab Lang Yuanfu's sword, Lang Yuanfu gritted his teeth and stabbed forward, but the sword did not move at all. Seeing this, Cheng Zifei raised the Yanling knife and rushed over with a shout to slash down. Xue Jiangyue was like a child, and her left hand pinched the tip of Cheng Zifei's knife. Even if Lang Yuanfu and Cheng Zifei exhausted their strength, they failed to regain their weapons from the seemingly weak old woman.

An archer surnamed Dong who was watching was really overjoyed to see that the three of them were in a stalemate, isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? The hard archer surnamed Dong immediately bent his bow and took an arrow, aimed at Xue Jiangyue's front door, and shot an arrow with a whoosh. This arrow, with the sound of the wind breaking through the air, is urgent and ruthless, the onlookers know that Lao Dong's archery skills are superb, and they can't help but applaud, the moment the feather arrow is about to shoot in front of the door, Xue Jiangyue suddenly shouted, his body rises, and he holds the feather arrow in his mouth, Cheng Zifei applauds and says: "Good dog! This ball is really good!"

The archer surnamed Dong reacted very quickly, and when he saw that an arrow missed, he opened his bow again and shot another arrow without hesitation. Seeing this, Xue Jiangyue, who was holding a feather arrow in his mouth, opened his mouth sharply, and spit back the feather arrow in his mouth, the two feather arrows collided in the air, and there was a sound, Xue Jiangyue's qi was even more violent, and the feather arrow that he spit out knocked back the second feather arrow that came from him, and the two feather arrows flew towards the throat of the archer surnamed Dong together. The archer surnamed Dong is also a man who has been rolling on the battlefield for a long time, and when life and death are at stake, one rolled on the spot eighteen times, which can avoid two crossbow arrows, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The crowd was overshadowed.

Xue Jiangyue was insulted and scolded by Cheng Zifei as a dog, his face changed color, his hands were forced, he shouted again, and the sword in the hands of the two of them was broken with internal force at the same time, and before the two people could react, Xue Jiangyue abandoned the broken sword with both hands, and the palms of his palms turned outward, aiming at Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu, the qi machine in the palm of his hand was released, and he sucked hard, no matter how hard the two young masters struggled, they couldn't get out at all. Xue Jiangyue sucked the two young masters over, grabbed the collars of the two of them one by one, and threw them outward, both of them were thrown out.

The two who flew out knocked down more than a dozen onlookers, and on the martial arts field, all the soldiers made a mess, and they all came to rescue Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu, and no one could take care of Xue Jiangyue for a while. Xue Jiangyue turned around and looked at Tang Jiusheng who was lying on the ground, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Xue Jiangyue walked slowly to Tang Jiusheng's side as if walking, his right foot wearing a small red embroidered shoe stepped on Tang Jiusheng's head in a coma, and murmured softly: "The auspicious time has come, Tang Xiao Wangye, you can go down and accompany my son obediently! He lacks thugs in the underworld, and you, yes!"

Xue Jiangyue's feet were so hard that he was about to step on Tang Jiusheng's head, Cheng Zifei, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene and shouted loudly: "Don't! Go and save the prince!" When the pawns looked back, Xue Jiangyue's feet had already stepped on Tang Jiusheng's head, and the nearest pawn was more than ten zhang away from Xue Jiangyue, and it was too late. Cheng Zifei closed his eyes in despair, his heart was like ashes. Today next year will be the prince's sacrifice day.

No one expected that a hand gently grabbed Xue Jiangyue's foot at this time, Xue Jiangyue was stunned, lowered her head and looked, it was Tang Jiusheng's hand that grabbed her foot, Xue Jiangyue was taken aback, and used force again, but the strength of Tang Jiusheng's hand became bigger and bigger, so big that it exceeded Xue Jiangyue's strength. Xue Jiangyue suddenly felt that the Martial Xuan Realm aura on Tang Jiusheng's body was back, and there was a trend of getting stronger and stronger, Xue Jiangyue was very shocked, her feet couldn't step on, and she couldn't take it back. She didn't know what happened to Tang Jiusheng, all in all, it was not good.

In the next moment, Tang Jiusheng jumped up, hit Xue Jiangyue's lower abdomen with a punch, and slammed it loudly, as if hitting a leather ball, Xue Jiangyue's body was bowed like a prawn, and flew out upside down, flying out six or seven zhang away, and immediately at the moment when he fell to the ground, Xue Jiangyue's right hand was propped up on the ground, and he bounced up, standing firmly on the ground, but Tang Jiusheng was already like a cheetah, pounced up, punched again, and hit Xue Jiangyue's chest. Xue Jiangyue didn't have time to think about it, and pulled out the dust to roll Tang Jiusheng's arm.

Tang Jiusheng grabbed the dust tail of the dust, and the two sides were deadlocked on the ground, and the stone slab under the feet of the two was stepped on by the two of them with four deep footprints, sinking deeper and deeper. Tang Jiusheng and Xue Jiangyue were competing for internal strength, Cheng Zifei, who thought it was all over just now, cheered, and all the soldiers also waved the steel knives in their hands, and shouted in unison: "Lord Wang, come on! Lord Wang, come on!"

Xue Jiangyue's face was flushed, but he couldn't compete with Tang Jiusheng with all his might, Tang Jiusheng still had the strength to speak, and teased: "Old witch, you just said that you want this king to go down to accompany your son? Even if this king is really dead, with the performance of your waste son, if you don't support him over there, won't you have to let this king be bullied to death? Besides, I heard that Lord Yama is an old man who is iron-faced and selfless, and is not afraid of power, your son killed so many people in the yang world, can King Yama spare him?" There will be countless ghosts looking for him to beg for his life, are you sure you are not harming him?"

The dust that was pulled hard by the two people suddenly made a slight sound, like something was about to be broken before the rhythm, Tang Jiusheng smiled again: "Old witch, if you don't let go, your precious weapon will be broken, don't cry then, but it doesn't matter, this play, Emperor Laozi's harem is worthless, it's a big deal, I'll find a little eunuch to ask you for one!" Xue Jiangyue was shocked and angry, a trace of despair appeared on her flushed face, this young man's strength was too great, she was really going to vomit blood.

With a bang, the dust tail of the dust was pulled off by the two martial arts masters, and the dust tail couldn't stand the pull of the two, and burst open, flying everywhere, scattered, and the two of them were also covered with animal hair. Xue Jiangyue, who has followed her for more than thirty years, cherishes it very much, how could she have thought that it would be destroyed in Tang Jiusheng's hands today. Xue Jiangyue wailed, holding the empty handle of the dust, and pounced on Tang Jiusheng again, "The surname is Tang, you compensate my son's life, you compensate my dust!"

Tang Jiusheng clapped his hands, flashed to the side, spat fiercely, and scolded: "Phew, you old witch! You don't know how to settle accounts at all, I let you let go of you, you don't do it, and you have to rob it to death as soon as you break the dust, I am not a Taoist priest, and I am not a eunuch, what is the use of asking for it?" Xue Jiangyue didn't listen to Tang Jiusheng say anything at all, she had completely fallen into a state of madness, like a mad tiger, her shots were all lose-lose tricks, she just hated to tear Tang Jiusheng apart, and the black gas machines covered with red clothes and red sleeves circled around Tang Jiusheng on the martial arts arena.

Thousands of minions under the command of two minions are fighting with the officers and soldiers in formation. The 3,000 elite soldiers led by Jin Chengzhang were partly brought by him from Prince Gong's mansion, and some were the elite of Jiannan Dao, which was indeed worthy of the title of elite. The minions were superior in numbers, but the officers and men were significantly stronger. After fighting for a long time, more than 100 minions fell, but only 20 or 30 officers and soldiers were killed or wounded.

Jin Chengzhang, who was knocked out by Xue Jiangyue and lying on the ground, suddenly moved the fingers of his right hand, and then his whole arm moved, and then Jin Chengzhang, who opened his eyes, felt that he had a splitting headache, and he heard the soldiers shouting "Lord Wang, come on!" Jin Chengzhang breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the prince was safe and sound, and he was still working with the old witch, Jin Chengzhang sat up stiffly, and what caught his eye was the old witch Xue Jiangyue's hand whisk handle out of black arcs, and the momentum was very terrifying.

Jin Chengzhang turned his head and looked, on the ground seven or eight feet away, there was Yulong Xingkong, who was also unconscious, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of Jin Chengzhang's mouth, it was really a pair of difficult brothers. Jin Chengzhang crawled towards Yulong Xingkong, he had to wake up Yulong Xingkong, what if two people were needed to join forces to deal with the old witch at the critical moment? Jin Chengzhang climbed to Yulong Xingkong's side with difficulty, and injected qi into Yulong Xingkong's Baihui acupoint, and soon, Yulong Xingkong groaned, opened his eyes, and Jin Chengzhang said happily: "Brother Yulong, you are awake!"

Yulong Xingkong nodded, also sat up from the ground, and saw the situation of Tang Jiusheng vs. Xue Jiangyue in the field, and said in surprise: "How long has it been? This old witch has not even defeated the little senior brother?" Jin Chengzhang couldn't cry or laugh, what is this called, no matter how fierce the old witch is, you can't expect her to win! Yulong Xingkong saw that Jin Chengzhang had a strange expression on his face, and he also knew that there was something wrong with what he said, his face turned red, and he laughed: "I mean, the little senior brother is really strong!"

Tang Jiusheng did not hold the Seven Feelings Sword empty-handed, and Xue Jiangyue only had the dust whisk handle left in his hand, the two sides fought equally, in the fierce fight, Tang Jiusheng grabbed Xue Jiangyue's dust whisk handle again with his right hand, neither side refused to let go, and fell into a stalemate again, Tang Jiusheng smiled and said: "Old witch, are you planning to grab this dusty bald handle with me again?"

Xue Jiangyue sighed, looked at Tang Jiusheng's intact right hand, and asked with an incredulous expression: "The kid surnamed Tang, your hand has been poisoned twice, but why is there nothing wrong? It is neither green nor black, where did you get the antidote?"

Tang Jiusheng smiled mysteriously, "Old witch, you're being funny again! That poison is all yours, where can I get the antidote? Your prince and I are blessed with great fortune and great creation, how can you be so easily poisoned to death? You are really miserable, choosing me as your opponent is really a loss for your son and breaking your army (weapon)! You better let go quickly, otherwise I won't see this dusty handle left!"

Xue Jiangyue's temper came up again, where would she let go, her dusty handle was made of thousands of years of yin wood in the Thousand Demon Mountain, it was given by her lover back then, she loved it like a treasure, and she carried it with her, although she turned her face with her lover because of love and hatred, but she was reluctant to throw away this dust, and took it with her side as a weapon.

Tang Jiusheng refused to let go when he saw Xue Jiangyue dead, and suddenly laughed and said: "Old witch, let's shout one, two, three, and break this dust handle again, how about it?" Xue Jiangyue was angry and anxious, this kid was too bad to talk and do, he just broke the dust tail of the dust, and now he wants to engage in this dust handle, how much he owes this kid in his last life, within one day, first his son died in his hands, and now he can't even keep the proud weapon.

Xue Jiangyue suddenly let go, almost didn't flash Tang Jiusheng, Xue Jiangyue immediately followed, a palm imprinted on Tang Jiusheng's chest, and with a bang, Tang Jiusheng was beaten and retreated six or seven steps in a row. Xue Jiangyue made progress again, her palms came out together, and she slapped it firmly on Tang Jiusheng's chest, Tang Jiusheng was shocked back more than ten steps, Xue Jiangyue shouted, followed up again, flew up with a kick, hit Tang Jiusheng's chest, Tang Jiusheng was kicked upside down and flew out, fell to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of black blood in his mouth.

With a set of flowing combos, Tang Jiusheng was beaten and had no power to fight back. Xue Jiangyue suddenly felt that the Martial Xuan Realm on Tang Jiusheng's body had disappeared again. The secret method on his body had failed again! Xue Jiangyue was ecstatic in his heart, indicating that his series of blows were very effective, and he had already been seriously injured.

Cheng Zifei was shocked, swept all the way, stepped forward to help Tang Jiusheng, and asked in a snarky voice: "Lord, Lord, are you okay?" The soldiers who were watching were also dumbfounded, just now the prince was so violent, how could he be abused into a dog in a blink of an eye? The soldiers were all deflated, shut their mouths, and no one shouted slogans. Yulong Xingkong and Jin Chengzhang hurriedly crawled over from the ground together, one shouted Wang Ye, the other shouted Little Senior Brother, everyone looked at Tang Jiusheng, whose face was like gold paper, and his face was full of worry.

Xue Jiangyue brushed her white hair with her hand, her face was full of smiles, but she snorted coldly in her nose, "What a Wei King, what a master, but that's it!"