It's just that in the blink of an eye, the innate realm masters brought by Bai Huan have lost nearly half.

Bai Huan squinted his already narrow eyes, and his face was gloomy.

For him, it is normal for a dead person to be dead, and he is also ready to be a dead person, so that Qingluanwei can be helpless, and even make the "Great Ben Thunder Hand" Ding Ce come forward in person, which shows that this is not an easy errand, and he can't talk about distress at all if he dies a few innate realm masters, but if he dies too easily, and even fails to achieve the effect he expected, then he will be a little painful. After all, the masters of the Qingyang Sect are not blown by the wind, which is not to spend a lot of money.

According to Bai Huan's original idea, after the innate realm master killed five people in battle, even if he did not seriously injure this person, he should be slightly injured and consume his qi, but in the current situation, it is a bit of a refueling meaning, one by one to go up and send them to death, not to mention minor injuries and serious injuries, even the effect of depleting the qi machine has little effect.

Thinking of this, Bai Huan pinched a piece of jade pendant hanging from his waist, and his knuckles turned slightly white: "This deal is a loss, and the Qingluanwei raised by the girl really doesn't make a loss-making deal." ”

The tall Hu Cong, who had been holding a shield and guarding Bai Huan's side, said softly: "It seems that Qingluanwei has also suffered a big loss at the hands of this person. ”

Bai Huan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said gloomily: "That's it, it's useless to talk about this now, just serve a few hors d'oeuvres to the guests." I don't believe it, a thousand elite armorers, and they can't kill him!"

But having said that, Bai Huan was a little more careful, after all, the son of the daughter couldn't sit down, so Bai Huan still retreated to the rear of the eight hundred foot soldiers, and there were more henchmen around him. It can be seen that the defeat of the Great Wei War was not due to the military affairs, but to the problems of the entire imperial and political structure. In addition, there were three Innate Realm masters, including the tall and tall man with a shield, one of whom was an old swordsman with a sword behind him, and the other was a Taoist in a Taoist robe.

Bai Huan is naturally bound to win Li Xuandu's head, but the rivers and lakes are stormy, and no one dares to say that it is foolproof, he doesn't want to capsize in this small gutter.

At this time, Li Xuan became more and more courageous.

Although he has injuries on his body, as long as he does not use the "Taiyin Thirteen Swords" and "Anti-Heaven Tribulation", then the injuries in his body are within the controllable range.

With the "Beidou Thirty-six Sword Technique", which he had cultivated for many years, the loss of qi was far less than others imagined, and there was no hidden danger.

The reason why Li Xuandu didn't use the "Beidou Thirty-six Sword Technique" before, but changed to the "Taiyin Thirteen Swords" with greater hidden dangers, was that the opponent's realm cultivation that Li Xuandu encountered was above him, and he could only use the more powerful "Taiyin Thirteen Swords" before the Heavenly and Human Realm against the enemy, but when he encountered the current situation of being attacked by a group, and the opponent's realm cultivation was not as good as his own, the "Beidou Thirty-six Sword Technique" was more suitable.

Li Xuandu's existence is like a reef in a river, no matter how the turbulent river washes, it will not fall, but it will also stir up turbulent waves.

Li Xuandu's goal has always been very clear, not to fight a thousand elite armorers head-on, but to find out where Bai Huan is, capture the thief and capture the king first.

The death of a famous armor soldier under Li Xuandu's sword aura was like cutting stubble after stubble of leeks. The "cold beauty" with a body like white frost and ice does not have the slightest trace of blood on it, and it is still bright and shining.

Bai Huan also sensed Li Xuandu's intentions, but he was not completely helpless, and raised his head and asked, "When will you make a move?"

An indifferent voice came from above him: "Look again." ”

Bai Huan lowered his head, didn't say anything, shifted his gaze, and glanced at Li Xuandu who was holding a long knife.

The heart is full of murderous intent.

These kinds of characters are really damned.

Li Xuandu, who had already killed through the 200 cavalry, finally collided head-on with the belated 800 foot soldiers, and Li Xuandu continued to move forward alone, like a bamboo.

Invincible, there is no one enemy.

But Li Xuandu also clearly sensed that people with strong qi were coveting them on the side, and quietly moved with their own figures, these people were undoubtedly Qingyang Sect masters who were waiting for the opportunity, most of them were in the innate realm, and it was only because several people in the innate realm had died in the hands of Li Xuandu before, so they didn't dare to act rashly. In addition to these Innate Realm masters, Li Xuandu also faintly sensed the existence of a True Realm master, but he was hiding in the shadows, not knowing his specific location.

Li Xuandu went all the way, and there were no fancy movements when he came out of the sword, all of them were the swordsmanship of the "Beidou Thirty-six Sword Tricks", especially the two flying swords of "Frog Jiao" and "Purple Phoenix", which were erratic, flying like a long rainbow, and it was very useful to deal with people who were inferior to their own cultivation than the realm.

But Li Xuan, who drove straight in, did not have the slightest pride, but his mind became heavier and heavier, and he went straight to Bai Huan, Bai Huan must know his intentions, and the characters who can really threaten him are only those masters of the Innate Realm and the True Realm, ordinary soldiers cannot be said to be meaningless, it can only be said that the results are not great, but the advancement of the Qingyang Sect foot soldier phalanx is meticulous, there is no change, and death is death.

When Li Xuandu shook a secret sneak attack from the Innate Realm, the qi in his body stagnated for a moment.

At this moment, the True Realm master who had been hiding in the shadows finally made a move.

A bald-headed monk who had been standing on a branch disappeared in a flash, leaving only the branches under his feet that had not trembled slightly.

Looking at this branch, it is only slightly thicker than a wicker, even a bird and a finch can hardly bear it, but an adult is not only standing here, but also can use it to borrow strength, which shows the high level of this person's body and realm cultivation.

On the battlefield of the official road, Li Xuandu still kept stabbing out, and along the way, it was extremely bloody, and there were corpses behind him.

A figure suddenly fell from the sky, as fast as thunder, like King Kong, tearing apart the battlefield in an instant, and with a punch, it brought out a whistling sound like thunder.

This punch smashed into Li Xuandu's eyebrows.

If this punch is solid, it will not die or be disabled.

The corners of the bald monk's mouth curled up, and a faint smile was raised.

It's such a young man, and it's such a brilliant young man.

But in the next moment, the smile on the bald monk's face completely froze.

Because his punch was indeed implemented, but it did not have the effect he imagined, not only did he kill with one punch, but even the injury was not significant.

I saw that after Li Xuan was smashed by the bald monk with a punch at the center of his eyebrows, with the position where the fist and the center of the eyebrows touched, bursts of qi visible to the naked eye rippled.

At the same time, Li Xuandu's face began to change constantly, from young to old, and then from old to young.