Napuhua burst with brute force, and lifted the four junior disciples up at the same time, fortunately, the four strings of Buddha beads hanging on his body were all made of century-old fine iron, full of toughness, and Napuhua couldn't get rid of it for a while.

On the top of the city tower, Cao Mengbo gave an order, the city gate opened, and the iron horses went out.

Qianshao shook his head, it turned out that today, it is not only the bureau of the Tibetan army, but also the bureau of the Hui army.

Cao Mengbo's idea is very simple, grasping Qian Shaoyou can be regarded as controlling the weakness of the anti-army.

"Kill!" shouted to kill, and Cao Mengbo personally beat the drum to cheer.

"Looking for death!" Qian Shaoyou's eyes showed a fierce light, and the Killing God Sword pointed forward, and the vanguard army, including Zhang San'er Mo Ming, also rushed out together.

On the city tower, the other eighteen high-ranking disciples of the Buddha Pure Buddha Temple also jumped down from the city tower, Zhang San'er and Mo Ming had the intention to challenge, but with only three moves, they were surrounded in the middle, as if they were isolated from the outside world.

Even if there were sergeants who were disturbed, they were beaten back by the seamless eighteen Arhat formations.

Immediately afterwards, that Murong Qi also rushed down from the city tower, and his role today was to capture Qian Shaoyou.

Qian Shaoyou was secretly shocked, seeing that Napuhua was encircled by the Donkey Kong array, and that Zhang San'er and Mo Ming were troubled by the eighteen Arhat arrays, and there was no master around them.

Although on weekdays, this Qianshaoyou would be happy to take Murong Qi's sword, after all, Murong Qi is a well-known young genius, and fighting with him is also a great joy in life.

But now, Qian Shaoyou understands the importance of his identity, so Qian Shaoyou will return, and the rear army has already caught up and protected Qian Shaoyou in the middle.

In the military formation, the spear protruded, and Murong Qi used the eight-pole footwork to break the tips of those spears one by one, but he only used his fists and feet to control people, and for a while, after breaking the first three layers, it was difficult to move forward.

Qian Shaoyou saw it in his eyes and finally understood. These two schools of Buddhism and Taoism did not go to the battlefield to kill people, but to achieve their goals, and capturing him today is the goal.

"Get out of the way!" With the help of the military formation, Murong Qi shouted and opened a way and went straight to Murong Qi.

Murong Qi was deeply trapped in the military formation at this time, and he had to hide his sword blade, so he was really uncomfortable fighting.

At this moment, that Qianshao You came up, and the Killing God Sword swung violently at Murong Qi, forcing that Murong Qi out of the military formation.

The Chinese army quickly surrounded again, protecting the thousand young swimmers in the middle.

Qian Shaoyou sneered: "Little Sword Saint, it's all here, there's no need to hide it." Now you and I have different positions, although these people are compatriots and siblings, it doesn't hurt to kill. If you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will be embarrassed by you, and if you want to open up, this battlefield will already be full of corpses!"

Murong Qi's expression was gentle, and he didn't say much.

Seeing this scene, Cao Mengbo, who was on the city tower, gritted his teeth and ordered the second team of cavalry to go out of the city.

The addition of the second team of cavalry, coupled with Murong Qi's invincible skills, although Murong Qi did not kill him, but this second team of cavalry was all swordsmanship.

When the front army returned to help, Cao Mengbo rushed over with the third team of cavalry.

At this time, Qian Shaoyou had already planned to retreat, in front of the city gate, Napuhua roared, the Buddha circle was broken, and the four Pude were thrown high by him, and when they landed again, they were already seriously injured. When Na Puhua turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, like a burning boulder, and golden true qi swam around him.

After a collision, the crowd screamed incessantly, including those hidden soldiers, who were not all spared.

Cao Mengbo was shocked and beckoned the army to retreat, and Murong Qi was originally close to Qian Shaoyou, seeing this situation, he drew his sword and rushed towards Puhua.

A sword slashed down, as if it had hit the golden bell of the iron iron, Murong Qi only felt that his arm sank, and he was forced back by the internal force of generalization. I read books

Cao Mengbo saw that Puhua had killed so many of his soldiers, and in a fit of rage, he waved a Guiyuan palm towards Puhua, but it was also in vain, and he was injured by the strength of his rebound.

Murong Qi dragged Cao Mengbo behind him, and said in a deep voice: "General Cao, it's time to withdraw!" Seeing the chaos downstairs in the city, Murong Qi went down again to rescue the four Pude.

When Cao Mengbo was hesitating to close the city gate, it was too late.

A large number of Tibetan soldiers approached the city gate.

Murong Qi said: "General Cao, this city can't be saved, you take the surviving Huizhou soldiers to withdraw first, and I will break it off!"

Cao Mengbo was a little anxious, but he couldn't do anything. At this time, he blamed Murong for not being able to raise the sword, but he stopped talking.

For the sake of the overall situation, Cao Mengbo decisively turned around and went down the tower.

Those Tibetan soldiers were about to attack the city, and suddenly Murong Qi fell at the city gate.

These Tibetan soldiers were all frightened by Murong Qi's momentum and did not dare to take a step forward.

A few of the brothers in the front row boldly instigated the brothers behind them to launch the first wave of attacks, and Murong raised his sword and slammed it into the ground, shaking this row of people out one after another.

Those people realized that the person in front of them was by no means idle, and although they were about to move, they did not dare to move forward again.

After the crowd, Qian Shaoyou had already rushed to the front, and the remaining Tibetan soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield.

The crowd made way for a way, and Qian Shaoyou took Zhang San'er and Mo Ming to come forward from behind.

Qian Shaoyou frowned and said, "The Little Sword Saint was reluctant to use his sword, but now he is blocking the way with a sword, but why?"

Murong Qi said lightly: "On the orders of the master, save people!"

Qian Shaoyou narrowed his eyes, and then he knew the purpose of Murong Qi's appearance. In fact, he was not a participant in this war, and behind him, he represented the attitude of Jiuxuanmen.

Murong can't get up a sword, he doesn't kill people, and now Qian Shaoyou has to weigh it, if the Nine Xuanmen behind him makes a move, what will be the situation on this battlefield.

Murong Qi dared to block the road here because he had the Nine Xuanmen as a backer behind him.

And his purpose here was to allow the people of Wuluo City to evacuate safely.

Before he went down the mountain, Xuanxu left Murong Qi alone to talk, and Xuanxu told Murong Qi that this Wuluo City could not be defended, and he only hoped to reduce the number of deaths, and Murong Qi came forward with flesh and blood today, which is for this.

Zhang San'er said: "Since this person is here, take the opportunity to take it, otherwise it will be a disaster in the future." ”

"Don't. Qian Shaoyou calmed down: "Maybe Jiuxuanmen doesn't want to participate in the war anymore, and he is benevolent and righteous." This person is the eldest disciple of the Xuanqing Zhenren of the Nine Xuanmen, even if he is injured, the entire Jiuxuanmen will not make you and me feel better. ”

Zhang San'er's clenched right fist loosened a little.

The sword aura of the little sword saint Murong in front of him was very compelling.

"How long will it take?" asked Qianshao tentatively, stepping forward.

Murong's face was calm, and he said lightly: "One hour, one hour later, you will lead the troops into the city." In addition, the master also asked me to bring you a message, retribution for injustice, and the misery of life, and in the end, it will reap the consequences. The monk you're controlling is a monster, and one day, he's going to go on a killing spree. ”