Xie Xuanyu and the Pure Land duo made a big circle in Chang'an City, making the trailing Xiaoyao Daoist and Lingxiao Daoist confused, could it be that these two people were suspicious soldiers, blindly fleeing to attract the power of Xuandu Temple.

Rao is heart thought so, Xiaoyao Daoist and Lingxiao Dao people did not dare to leave the two to return to Xuandu Temple, who would have thought that there would be such a huge trouble when the Putian Jiao was held, even the prince's party did not dare to act rashly, Lin Jiuling is confidant Nangong Hongye was arrested and did not dare to say anything, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty were silent, and I didn't think that a few rats that ran out of nowhere would dare to come out, which made the mountains have a headache.

Rolling the mountain went straight to Anrenfang, the civil and military officials in the Xuandu Temple gathered, and the Tang Wang's car had arrived outside Anrenfang.

The 5,000 cavalry army of Xuandu Mountain surrounded Xuandu like an iron bucket, and there was no Liu Guozhong among the hundred officials, which made Li Fulin a little puzzled, Liu Guozhong, who has always loved to steal the limelight, disappeared at this grand ceremony of national celebration, which can be regarded as the biggest anecdote this year.

Lin Jiuling's party and Li Fulin's party are clearly distinguished, they are both courtiers, they have different ways, and they do not conspire with each other.

However, it is obvious that the number of Li Fulin's henchmen is far superior to Lin Jiuling, surrounded by a group of officials in red and purple official uniforms, Li Fulin is full of spirits, today is really a good day, seeing that his political enemies have completely fallen, and he will be able to power the government and the opposition in a few days, Li Fulin held his head high and was complacent.

On the contrary, Lin Jiuling's fellow people are getting thinner and thinner, and the sunset is becoming more and more likely, compared with Li Fulin's smug color, Lin Jiuling's face is full of unwillingness and loneliness, is the bright Tang Dynasty going to be so decaying?

King Tang walked out of the luxurious car, rolled the mountain and bent his knees to greet him, as if a hill suddenly collapsed, Liu Guifei saw that her godson was so simple and lovely, and couldn't help but smile.

The heavy kneeling of the rolling mountain, the thousands of troops and horses all knelt, and the uniform action made the Xuandu view of the earth tremble, Liu Guifei almost thought that there was an earthquake, although it was only a slight tremor, but it seemed that the subordinates trained in the rolling mountain were really good.

King Tang took Concubine Liu's hand and went straight to Putian Jiao.

Rolling the mountain followed closely behind the Tang King.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the sky, it was Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng, who were covered in blood, and crossed the top of the forbidden army wall in full view of everyone, and brazenly attacked the Xuandu Temple.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he was really an unbeatable cockroach, and under the order of Rolling Mountain, the forbidden army lined up.

King Tang was calm, took Liu Guifei's tender white hand, and slowly walked on the gorgeous Su-made red ribbon, silently reciting the number of steps to the whole world.

The altar of the Putian Dajiao stands majestically, about five stories high, and the steps are ninety-nine, symbolizing the double nine of the supreme heaven and earth, and only the Tang King is qualified to climb the steps.

There are 5,000 elite forbidden troops around Putian Dajiao, and there are ten huge bed crossbows, even the bed crossbows with great power of the end martial artists can also be killed with one arrow, and there are 2,000 archers, holding heavy bows, just waiting for the thieves to invade, a rain of arrows falls, and they shoot directly into hedgehogs.

The martial artists on the seven products of the Xuandu Temple all took action, occupying the commanding heights and necessary places of the Xuandu Temple, Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng were rapidly flowing in the Xuandu Temple, once they encountered the Taoist priests of the Xuandu Temple, without saying a word, both of them took out their swords, the sword light flashed, and they saw the blood sealing their throats.

has been chasing Xie Xuanyu and the little monk of the Pure Land for three quarters of an hour, and Rao is realm of Xiaoyao Daoist can't catch up, which makes Xiaoyao Dao people slightly surprised in their hearts. Could it be that the two young people in front of him have already touched the realm of the gods in the same way as themselves?

Where can the people of Xiaoyao Dao know, that is, the two young people in their eyes, and the two immortals of the Recommended Blessing Temple who have ruined their big things are all characters who have transcended the shackles of heaven and earth, although now the cultivation is suppressed in the second grade realm, but the vision of the god realm is still there, just like the soul of an adult is imprisoned in the body of a child, although the strength of this child's body is similar to that of a child's child's heart, although the child with the soul of an adult can no longer exert a strong force, but the rich life experience allows them to know how to deal with these naïve children。 The two are not opponents at the same level at all.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, Xie Xuanyu and the Pure Land suddenly turned around and went straight to Anrenfang, and the people of Xiaoyao Dao immediately knew that they had a plan, these two people must be just suspicious soldiers, and the people who really wanted to cover it must be the two swordsmen who were extremely terrifying.

Four martial artists, it is a fantasy to want to make a big move in the Xuandu Temple, which is full of masters and heavily guarded.

However, the realm cultivation is weird, and the strength of the four martial artists has surpassed the end, so that there is a trace of worry in the hearts of the people of the Easy Dao.

In front of the Rucui Building, a white-clothed sword guards the door, a person with a sword alone breaks through a thousand armors, a green clothes is deeply encircled, and a sword cuts down more than a thousand heavily armored foot soldiers. The realm cultivation of these two people made the Xiaoyao Dao people feel not surprise, but horror.

The people of Xiaoyao Dao thought that with their own cultivation, they were able to break through a thousand armors by one person with all their might, and they were the most elite Turkic iron horsemen carefully trained in the Rolling Mountain.

The carefree Taoist shook his head, knowing that he couldn't.

Xie Xuanyu turned his head, looked at the twelve figures closely following him behind him, and smiled slightly, laughing so much that the Xiaoyao Daoist felt inexplicable, and the smile made the Lingxiao Daoist feel creepy.

These four people came out of nowhere, the more harmless they are to humans and animals, the more frightening they are.

Suddenly, sharp-eyed people among the dignitaries saw the sky-high fire in Pingkangfang not far away, and said in shock: "Rucui Tower is on fire." ”

Everyone looked at the Rucui Building, one of the most majestic buildings in Chang'an, had been submerged in the firelight, and the smoke and dust lingered in the sky of Pingkangfang, which was full of haze.

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Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng didn't look back at all, they didn't look at Rucui Tower, their eyes were full of only the altar of the Great Jiao, this was their only chance, to destroy the altar and fight for a glimmer of life.

Xie Xuanyu and the Pure Land also entered the Xuandu Temple, and in the sound of the assassins of the forbidden army, the two flew over the eaves, and the Xuandu Temple was like entering a no-man's land.

In the Rucui Building, there are shouts of killing everywhere, the sound of "sonorous" weapons intersecting, under the rain of rockets and arrows of the deputy general, the Rucui Building is already a fire building. And the more than 1,000 heavily armored foot soldiers who entered the Rucui Building had no way to retreat, and had been blocked in the building by the fire of the Rucui Building.

Of the 72 warrior monks, only about 30 remained, and all of them were wounded, more than 60 percent of the nearly 1,000 bad people had been lost, and only more than 300 people were still fighting power.

Zhang Jing knew that he had done his best, so he shouted and retreated.

Zhenhai also wanted to retreat with Nangong Qianbai, but he didn't expect that this anointed son of the General's Mansion would stubbornly stay in place, motionless, as if he was going to break off with a weak body.

Where does Zhenhai care about Nangong Qianbai's thoughts, according to the abbot's meaning, he stunned Nangong Qianbai with one palm, handed him over to a warrior monk, and let everyone start to retreat.

However, there are still more than 200 heavily armored foot soldiers in the Rucui Building, where can these people escape under their noses, Zhang Jing and Zhenhai Palace, Zhang Jing's standard saber has already been curled, Zhenhai is because of the protection of Nangong Qianbai and did not fall into the battlefield, full of strength, blocking in front of Zhang Jing, covering the retreat of the few bad people left.

Only one person can pass through the secret passage, and those who are seriously injured can only be carried by someone, otherwise they will not be able to pass through the narrow secret passage.

The flames of the Rucui Tower soared to the sky, the main beams were burned black, and the dome fire made the whole Chang'an City see this spectacular scene. Inside the building, burning sawdust fell one after another, like hell.

More than 200 heavily armored foot soldiers know that they will die, where do they know that there is a secret passage hidden in the Rucui Building, people will be even more crazy when they see a glimmer of life in the dead place, driven by the will to survive, bite the troops behind the palace of the bad people.

The true sea is a hard-core kung fu of Buddhism, with a copper head and iron arms, and a fierce punch, Rao is so, and he can only fight and retreat under the impact of heavy armor foot soldiers.

Zhang Jing was silent for a moment, then suddenly rushed out of the team, rushed to the main beam in the Rucui Building alone, and slashed the beam with the saber that had been curled. The already crumbling Rucui Tower will shake a few points under Zhang Jing's blow, Zhenhai knows his intentions, as long as the Rucui Tower completely collapses, the enemy outside will not know that the people inside have escaped from the secret passage, and the foot soldiers who enter the Rucui Building will also be buried alive by the collapsed Rucui Tower in an instant, so that the people who escaped can live.

Zhenhai immediately swept out of the crowd and guarded Zhang Jing's side, preventing the heavily armored foot soldiers from approaching Zhang Jing's body.

The bad people behind the palace also divided more than a dozen martial arts strong people to guard Zhang Jing's side, Zhang Jing selflessly slashed the main beam, and swung out with a heavy sword, sparks splashed everywhere, like fireworks set off in Chang'an on Chinese New Year's Eve, brilliant and beautiful.

After swinging seventeen knives, Zhang Jing stopped and said in a deep voice, "You withdraw." ”

The scarred and bad brothers looked at the eldest brother firmly, and without saying a word, they just made up their minds not to leave.

Zhenhai said loudly: "Amitabha, you withdraw first, I will cut off the main beam, I am a monk, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell." ”

Zhang Jing said anxiously: "When will it be the turn of the monks to guard Chang'an, then do we big men still have face? Zhenhai, my brothers will be handed over to you, go quickly, no one will be able to leave if you don't go." ”

Seeing that the only remaining seven bad people were stunned, Zhenhai glanced at Zhang Jing again, his eyes seemed to bloom with brilliant flowers, Zhenhai knew that he had made up his mind, so he could only retreat with the seven people.

In the midst of the raging fire, Zhang Jing turned his back and waved his hand at the brothers.

The remaining more than 100 heavy-armored foot soldiers looked at Zhang Jing's resolute back, and rushed over frantically, human nature is like this, that is, knowing that he is going to die, he will always die and struggle. Besides, they could see a way out, but the secret path was closed under their noses.

The heavy-armored foot soldier vented all his anger on Zhang Jing, and the corners of Zhang Jing's mouth raised slightly, revealing a resolute smile.

A long knife with a curled blade, an ordinary standard saber symbolizing bad people, drew a graceful arc in front of Zhang Jing and smashed heavily on the main beam.

Suddenly, the entire Rucui Building collapsed and cracked, and in the dying roar of the heavily armored foot soldiers, and in the laughter of Zhang Jing, the largest gold cave in Pingkangfang, Rucui Building, collapsed.

Zhenhai stubbornly resisted the door of the secret room, and the last seven bad people guarding Zhang Jing's side were Zhang Jing's best brothers, although he did not see the death of the eldest brother he admired, but the sound of the collapse of the earth shaking the mountains was the last roar of the eldest brother's life.

Zhang Jing loved Chang'an the most in his life and hated Chang'an the most.

Zhang Jing loves the people of Chang'an, although he is a bad person, but he often turns a blind eye to some poor people who are hungry and steal a few Hu cakes, he knows that his manpower is limited, where can he help all the poor people, and Zhang Jing will also save some slaves who are tortured by dignitaries. Zhang Jing was arrogant all his life, never bowed his head to himself, only bowed to the powerful for his brothers and poor people.

The Rucui Building collapsed, Chang'an City was shaken, and the eyes of the whole city fell on the mushroom cloud that rose in Pingkangfang.

Since then, there has been no Zhang Jing in Chang'an.