Gu Guanyu was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head with a wry smile. Seeing this, Zhai Qiang couldn't help but roar: "What else do you say that uniting as one, it's nothing more than sweeping the snow in front of each door." If I had known this, I shouldn't have gone up the mountain with you!"

As soon as the words fell, he let out a terrible scream, but it was the Fuli monk who took advantage of his distraction to hit Zhai Qiang with a hidden weapon magic weapon. For a while, the skin was open and the flesh was open, and the blood was dripping.

Zhai Qiang didn't care about complaining anymore, and forced his cultivation to resist the attack of the Fuli monk, but his life was already hanging by a thread.

Zhang Zhengshan shook his head and sighed, he and Chongwen Liangqi were inseparable from each other, and he wanted to help but he couldn't do it, seeing that Zhai Qiang might die at any time, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Senior Brother Zhai, if you can't do anything, you can release the saint logo to admit defeat." We...... I won't blame you. ”

After Zhai Qiang heard this, his face kept changing, as if he was fighting with each other on the day.

The Fuli monk opposite him sneered coldly while releasing the magic weapon to attack non-stop: "I thought that your Dajing monk's bones had hardened, but that's it." Whoever is that, if you release the sign now, kneel down and kowtow three times, I will spare your life. ”

Many Dajing monks looked at the situation here, and couldn't help but sigh, and a sense of sadness arose in their hearts. There are also monks from Dajing who looked at Zhai Qiang angrily, but it was inconvenient to speak, life and death are coming, human nature, what can be done?

Just when Zhai Qiang seemed to be about to make up his mind, he saw Wu Qing roar, ignoring the magic weapon behind him, and flew towards Zhai Qiang.

The person was hit on the back by the magic weapon in the air, and he snorted, as if he was unaware of the sharp pain in his body and the blood oozing from his mouth, and shouted: "Zhai Qiang, dare you kill a Fuli Miscellaneous with me?"

Seeing Wu Qing sacrifice himself to help, Zhai Qiang roared sadly, "Wu Qing, you are forcing me to death!" After speaking, he no longer hesitated, stepped forward, and desperately rushed towards the Fuli monk opposite.

The Fuli monk who was chasing Wu Qing shouted while controlling the magic weapon to attack again and again: "Senior brother, be careful! These two Dajing miscellaneous dogs jumped off the wall in a hurry. ”

The Fuli monk who was fighting against Zhai Qiang had already noticed it, and hurriedly dodged backwards, but Wu Qing had already killed, and as soon as he raised his hand, a rope-like magic weapon was tied up towards the Fuli monk. He himself was smashed by the Fuli monk behind him with a magic weapon and coughed up blood again and again, but he still flew forward and attacked the Fuli monk with Zhai Qiang.

In this way, Wu Qing and Zhai Qiang sacrificed their lives to kill the Fuli monk, but the two of them chased after another Fuli monk, and the magic weapon in their hands was exhausted, and they called over to the two of them fiercely.

But the two of them had already given up their defense, and although they were hit again and again, they were entangled with the Fuli monk who was trapped by the rope, and when they got close, they did not resist, and they all fought for their lives, and all the moves were aimed at the vital point of the Fuli monk.

The dust was noisy, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was endless, and after a while, I only heard the miserable howl of the monk and the crazy laughter of Wu Qing and Zhai Qiang.

The Fuli monk who was chasing after him, his face was mixed with anger and frustration, he roared, and controlled the magic weapon to use his cultivation to smash it towards Wu Qing and Zhai Qiang, only to see two figures like kites with broken strings, rolling away in the distance with afterimages.

Wu Qing and Zhai Qiang fell to the ground, their clothes ragged, and their bodies were covered in blood. And the monk was helping his companion up, stuffing the elixir into his mouth, and using his skills to help him dissolve the medicinal power, but he saw that he had more breath and less intake, and he could not survive.

Wu Qing looked up desperately, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but laugh hoarsely, and muttered, "Fellow Daoist, we can't descend." The Qingfeng City side is all fighting and dying, there are no reluctant people, you and I are elite monks, how can we not live and die with them?"

However, Zhai Qiang beside him was silent and did not make a sound.

The monk was so hateful, he put down his companions, flew to Wu Qing and the others, gritted his teeth and said, "You two have really earned the lives of my junior brother in exchange for the lives of my junior brother." It's okay, I'll send you two down to accompany my junior brother and kowtow to him to apologize. ”

After speaking, just when he was about to control the magic weapon to end the lives of the two of them, he saw Zhai Qiang, who was motionless on the ground, suddenly rose up, and in the stunned eyes of the monk, he grabbed his legs and shouted with all his strength: "Do it!"

Wu Qing also jumped up, waved his fist and smashed towards the Fuli monk, and heard a "bang", the Fuli monk was unscathed, Wu Qing punched with all his strength and didn't even break the monk's body protection qi, it turned out that the two of them were already too seriously injured, and the residual cultivation power was also difficult to hurt the enemy.

The monk was frightened and annoyed, roared, and the power of cultivation burst out, shaking Zhai Qiang's two arms out of his body, and the blood flowed, but Zhai Qiang didn't even moan, his eyes were unwilling, and after exhausting the last strength, he was already exhausted.

Fu Li kicked Zhai Qiang's corpse away, and smashed the magic weapon towards Wu Qing, flesh and blood flew sideways, Wu Qing snorted, but looked at the monk indifferently, with a sneer and disdain on the corner of his mouth. v5

The Fuli monk was not lightly stimulated, screamed strangely, and controlled the magic weapons to smash them one after another, and Wu Qing was already lifeless. The monk was still unrelieved, and walked towards Zhai Qiang's corpse with the magic weapon.

It's a long story, but in fact, everything happened in the lightning, from Wu Qing going to support to the time when both of them were killed. And this number of breaths is eternity, separated by life and death.

The Dajing monks were furious when they saw it, and they wanted to go and retrieve the bodies of the two, but they were firmly entangled by the Fuli monks around them, and they only roared angrily at the moment, and attacked the Fuli monks fiercely.

At this time, Yong Kexiu, who was fighting with Li Simiao, shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Kong, let's stop in moderation!"

The Fuli monk was stunned when he heard this, and then stood there panting, obviously frightened just now.

Fan Yao felt a stream of heat flowing down from the corners of his eyes at this time, and he didn't reach out to wipe it off, let it flow down his cheeks to the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his tongue to add it, which was a little salty.

Looking around, I saw that many Dajing monks had already used the move of killing the enemy.

Especially Li Sitong, the Fuli monk who fought against him was also a woman, I saw that the two of them fought fiercely, and the two female monks did not defend, relying on their body skills, beckoning each other to greet each other's vital points between the ups and downs of their bodies. There was blood all around him, and it was obvious that both of them had suffered minor injuries.

It can't be dragged on like this any longer, and when the monk surnamed Kong comes back to his senses, the number of people on the Fuli side will be superior, and then the monks of Dajing will be more auspicious.

Fan Yao raised his head, looked at Liyuan who locked on with his divine sense, his face was expressionless, and he shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Zhang, I will drag Liyuan, you all get together, protect Senior Brother Gu and fight and retreat." ”

When Zhang Zhengshan heard this, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally nodded heavily. He has been fighting with Fuli's top monk Chongwen Liang for most of the hour, and most of his cultivation has been used, and when these two people are fighting, they are both calm and careful, no one can do the protrusion of the strange peak, and no one can help anyone for a while.

Dajing's side was already one less, and at this time it lost two monks, Gu Guanyu was already exhausted and had no strength to fight again, if Fan Yao couldn't resist Liyuan again, I am afraid that the whole army would be killed.

He didn't hesitate at the moment, so he opened his mouth and let out a long howl, and the monk Dajing understood his meaning when he heard the sound, and forcibly endured his anger and was unwilling to move closer to Zhang Zhengshan's side.

After seeing all the monks gathered together, Gu Guanyu also staggered over, looked at Fan Yao and asked with concern, "Senior Brother Fan, can you do it?"

Fan Yao raised his hand, nodded a few fingers at the pursuing Fuli monk, smiled indifferently, and said, "You protect yourself, I will do my best." ”

At this time, Li Yuan, who was still sitting in the sky, opened his eyes, controlled the Shocking Cloud Sword and handed a sword to Fan Yao, and said in a deep voice: "Fan Yao, your opponent is me. Fellow Daoists, you wait for Senior Sister Sui and Senior Brother Chong to stop them, and after I kill Fan Yao, I will cut them down one by one, so that we can fight and succeed. ”

All the Fuli monks agreed, formed a semi-circle formation, and stopped in front of the Dajing monks.

Zhang Zhenshan and Li Simiao protected Gu Guanyu on the left and right, and with a shout, they rushed out with the Dajing monks.

Fan Yao smashed the sword slashed by Liyuan with a punch, looked up and said, "You recovered quite quickly, I thought you had to rest for a stick of incense." Didn't I say, you are floating in the sky with your cultivation, are you tired? If you can't cultivate, you have to be stunned to be a god, I think you are really sick. ”

Li Yuan smiled slightly in the black clouds, stood up in the void, bowed his head and said: "Flim tongue! Fan Yao, I think you should have comprehended a little bit of the artistic conception of the mountain, right? It just so happened that I got a treasure before I came, and I will show you it now. ”

After speaking, he took out a painting scroll from his bosom and raised his hand to unfold it. The picture scroll is long in the wind, and the light is full of light, and I saw that there are several mountains painted in it, which are lifelike. The distance was still far away, and Fan Yao felt a very familiar aura rushing to his face.

Li Yuan held the picture scroll in his hand, looked at Fan Yao and said loudly: "This divine soldier is called 'Mountains Map', it is a great monk who is proficient in the art of Danqing, he travels the world, enjoys the mountains, and carefully creates the artistic conception of the mountains. Fan Yao, today I will let you feel it. The ancients said that they could die at night. In that case, you can go with peace of mind. ”

Fan Yao looked at the mountains standing tall in the mountain map, and couldn't help but have a serious face, suppressing the artistic conception of the mountains with the artistic conception of the mountains, this abyss is also ingenious.

Looking at the fact that there are many magic weapons and magic methods, and there are endless magic methods, under this huge pressure, Fan Yao was also aroused. Without waiting for Li Yuan to make a move, he smashed his fist into the sky first.