Seeing that Fan Yao was the first to kill Liyuan, Zhang Zhengshan seemed to have unloaded his burden, his face was full of lightness, and he said loudly: "This battle is only a death battle." Ladies and gentlemen, I will get acquainted with you and others, and Zhengshan will comfort your life!"

After speaking, he controlled the flying sword in his hand, and locked the monk Chongwen Liang who was away from afar, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Old friend, let's meet again, why don't you come over and say hello?"

Chong Wenliang looked at Zhang Zhengshan, who was calm, and thought of the blood feud of the four Taoist friends on the Wuhai Mountain, and his red face became more and more red, as if he was about to drip blood.

With a low roar, he summoned a personal magic weapon, his body was like lightning, and he quickly killed Zhang Zhengshan.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them fought to one place, and at this time, the two of them lost their former calmness, only to see the moves to fight for their lives, and each style was a life-and-death fight.

Seeing this, Li Sitong snorted, and his voice sounded crisply in the ears of all the Dajing monks.

"Bullshit, fight to the death! Everyone escorts those Jindan monks into the town, and then we will defend the town and hold on for a day. No matter how chaotic the Dajing Dynasty is, I don't believe that the hundreds of thousands of troops outside Qingfeng City can still pretend to be deaf and dumb for a few days? As long as they come, we can still win this battle. ”

After explaining to everyone, Li Sitong put away his flying sword and took off.

Standing in the air, he looked at Bai Liqing in the distance and raised his fist, turned it a few times, and then stretched out his index finger and hooked it. The provocation is beyond words.

Bai Liqing sneered again and again, and didn't say much. The figure flew up, controlling the flying sword and killing Li Sitong.

Li Simiao watched the people in front of him all find opponents, fighting again and again, and couldn't help but be enthusiastic.

I was just about to shake up, but I stopped and stood as if I thought of something. I saw that he hung down his hair on one side to cover half of his face, and covered the other half of his face with one hand.

"Fellow Daoist, don't come unharmed!"

Yong Kexiu was stunned when he heard this, and when he had no time to think, he asked inertly: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Li Simiao shook his hair arrogantly, revealing half of his face covered by his hair, and said gloomily: "Hehe! I haven't seen you for two months, don't you recognize me?"

After seeing it clearly, Kexiu couldn't help but be furious, and said, "Pretend to be a ghost! Do you think that if you look like this, I will be afraid of you?"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and flew towards Li Simiao with the flying sword.

Li Simiao sighed, this foreign person is really unreasonable, and there is no common language at all.

Seeing that the Imperial Sword was attacking, he summoned the flying sword 'Zhaoguang', and the sword aura was cold and illusory, and a little firefly flew towards the Retort Kexiu. And he himself showed his fists and laughed cruelly, "Since you are so visionless, then don't blame me for destroying flowers." ”

The figure is like a swimming dragon, and the fist is sheng, and with dozens of flying sword fireflies, he attacks Yong Kexiu together.

Gu Guanyu held the magic weapon of the long knife, watched everyone show their strength, and was impatient, and was just about to rush forward, when he heard Li Sitong shouting to him: "Senior Brother Gu, you take those Jindan junior disciples to box." ”

When Gu Guanyu heard this, he understood it. The monks' wars, like the army, need to perform their own duties. At this time, everyone must hide their pride and personality, and it is right to cooperate with each other.

Pressing the urge to fight, he first asked Lu Ying, Xing Huacan and others around him to step forward to stop the Fuli monk. Then he turned around and shouted to the Dajing Jindan monk who was galloping behind him: "Junior disciples, keep the formation and don't mess up, use the boxing techniques I taught you, and rush forward with me!"

These Jindan monks have fought several battles outside Qingfeng City, and they have already cooperated with each other.

Hearing Gu Guanyu's shouts, he couldn't help but shout in unison, the momentum was shocking, the speed did not decrease, and Gu Guanyu rushed towards the south gate of Qingwa Town.

The long knife in Gu Guanyu's hand swinged a piece of knife, full of spirit, and opened the way for the Jindan monks in front.

When passing by the battlefield where Li Simiao and Yong Kexiu were fighting, he pouted and said, "Simiao, can you do it?"

Li Simiao calmed down and shouted loudly: "Brother Gu, you have a great responsibility, hurry up and rush forward with everyone, I don't need you to worry about it here." ”

Gu Guanyu nodded, "Then you should take care." ”

Then he didn't stop, waved his arms, and led dozens of Jindan monks to kill the Fuli army that was about to close in front of him, and the Fuli Jindan monks led by Song Jianghe.

Yong Kexiu and Li Simiao fought each other when they first met in Wuhai Mountain, and at that time, whether the two were in the cultivation realm or in the magic moves, they were between the two of them.

But today, the two of them fought each other in close combat, and it didn't take long for Yong Kexiu to feel that the current Li Simiao was not the same.

The moves of the flying sword are more subtle than ever, not to mention, and the person also performs a set of punches, echoing each other with the flying sword, and killing him again and again.

The punch was exquisite, and the transition between offense and defense was natural, leaving no trace to be found, and it only took a moment for him to be tired of defending, and he would never see the same as before.

Li Simiao was elated, and he got carried away, and shouted again and again: "Now this Fu is so weak that the monk is deadly, everyone hurry up!"

Retort Kexiu was so angry that he gritted his silver teeth, and urged the flying sword again and again to regain the disadvantage.

But after several failed moves, Li Simiao seized the opportunity, and the flying sword Zhaoguang transformed into fireflies like maggots attached to the bones, and was fiercely nailed to the shoulder blades of Yong Kexiu.

The sharp pain made Yong Kexiu suddenly wake up and did not dare to make any further rash moves.

Throwing a pill in his hand, the flying sword rippled with sword qi, and the defense did not leak. In his heart, he already admitted that he was not Li Simiao's opponent now.

In fact, it is not only Yong Kexiu alone, there are many Fuli monks who have found that the current Dajing monks are much stronger than two months ago.

Although it is not as earth-shaking as Li Simiao, it has also seen a surge in the art industry, and the magic moves are even more subtle and extraordinary.

You must know that in the battle on the Wuhai Mountain two months ago, except for a limited number of people on the Dajing side, most of the rest of the people were at a disadvantage after a short period of fierce battle.

The two people who dare to catch and fight each other are basically in the same realm. The difference is in the ruthlessness of the moves, and the use of magic moves.

Now, after several fights, coupled with more than two months of exchanges and exchanges, especially after learning the boxing moves created by Fan Yao, the Dajing monks made up for their shortcomings, and for a while they were inseparable from the Fuli monks.

In the past two months, Li Sitong has made great progress with Fan Yao's guidance.

At this time, he didn't release the flying sword, but just a pair of meat fists knocked Bai Liqing back again and again.

With a relaxed and comfortable face, I secretly thought to myself, no wonder Senior Brother Fan likes to use fists and kicks, this punch feels really cool.

While beating Bai Liqing and roaring angrily, he glanced forward, only to see that on both sides of the south gate of the town, it was as black as a dark cloud, but it was Fuli's army that was about to form an encirclement.

Li Sitong couldn't help but change color, what was Gu Guanyu doing, why hadn't he rushed in with those Jindan monks?

When I looked closely, I found that Gu Guanyu was entangled by Song Jianghe and several generals who were separated from Fuli, and although those Jindan monks fought hard, they were always several miles away from the south gate of the town, and it was difficult to get an inch in.

Li Sitong's mind turned sharply, and after he had a plan, he shook Bai Liqing back a few steps with another punch, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Fan, don't fall in love, come down and open the way!"

Fan Yao was fighting with Liyuan in the sky at this time.

After entering the small realm of treading the tide of the sea realm, Fan Yao still showed his strong skills for the first time, and he was fighting with Liyuan heartily.

Whether these two are martial artists or monks, according to the great realm, they have reached the threshold of the great monk, and they are in the supreme realm where the divine soul and cultivation have begun to condense, and the magic powers have begun to disappear and retain the essence, and they have embarked on the great road to the supreme realm of simplicity and complexity.

Especially Liyuan, this time he fought with Fan Yao, and the flowers of the past were missing from the moves, and he only fought with Fan Yao's fists and fingers with the sword of the Shocking Cloud Sword.

But the power of one move and one style is more than a few points greater than usual, so that even Fan Yao, who has adventures, is helpless for a while, and he really deserves the title of his pride.

Fan Yao was not discouraged here, only because the artistic conception of the mountain and the sword intent of the dragon alternated, the fist fell like a thousand mountains, pointing to the wind like a golden dragon dancing, and it was inseparable from the abyss, and he never saw the wind falling a few days ago.

When he was raising his eyebrows, after hearing Li Sitong's shout, he suddenly woke up, and it was not yet time to compete with Liyuan, and it was urgent to rush into the town with everyone in front of him.

After having a plan in his heart, he made a big fist at the moment, and tried his best to force Li Yuan to take a few steps back, and his people took the opportunity to fall to the ground.

Li Yuan just sneered when he watched Fan Yao leave, stretched out his hand to recall the Shocking Cloud Sword, stood in the air and said aloud to the Fuli monks: "You wait to cooperate with the army and start strangling the Dajing monks." ”

After finishing speaking, he did not pursue Fan Yao, but flashed his figure, and flew straight to the south gate of the town, waiting for the army to gather and deal with the army's breaking move.

When the Fuli monks on the ground heard this, they all fought and retreated, slowly moving towards the Fuli army that was about to close.

Gu Guanyu is fighting with Song Jianghe and a few Fu Li generals, then Song Jianghe is already in the realm of the middle of the Yuan Infant, not Gu Guanyu's opponent. But with the cooperation of several generals around him, relying on the advantage of numbers, he just stopped Gu Guanyu.

Gu Guanyu knew that he had a heavy responsibility, and he couldn't help but be anxious when he saw that Fu Li's army was about to close at the gate of the town.

In a hurry, he wanted to use the flash secret method to risk attacking and killing, but he was not too proficient in using this secret method as an offensive move, and when he was hesitating, he heard Fan Yao's shout, "Senior Brother Gu, you stand down for the time being." ”

Gu Guanyu waved a few sword winds, his figure flashed, and he came to the side of the Jindan monk in Dajing.