In the territory of Guangling Road, now the wolf smoke is looking around, and the people are not happy.

"Master Jingren, rest assured, these two-legged sheep Khan are very satisfied, and it is a blessing for both families to form an alliance with our steppe warriors. ”

"This is natural, and the little monk also sees that the Great Khan has a good eye. ”

A young monk of the realm of suffering and destroying the Zen realm and a general of the Northwest barbarian clan are touting each other, in fact, the Northwest barbarian is good at this, but in order to survive, they can only follow the etiquette of the Central Plains. But in front of them, thousands of ragged civilians were driven away like cattle.

"Emperor Zhenwu in front of him, so driving the people into cattle and dogs, he should really be killed!"

Hearing such a voice of grief and indignation, the two of them looked at the source of the sound together, but found that dozens of Taoist priests came with swords on their backs, dressed in blue Taoist robes, and the cuffs were embroidered with pine and cypress auspicious clouds, which were the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect of the adjacent mountain and river channels.

The little monk seemed to be frightened, retreated again and again, and was directly tripped up, trembling and pointing to dozens of Taoist priests in front of him: "Xiaoyaomen!

And the general was also furious, retreated again and again, pulled out his scimitar at his waist, and shouted loudly, as if he could give himself a sense of anger: "The whole army is facing the battle!

Even the surrounding soldiers were in a hurry and panicked. You can't blame them, the Taoist sect is famous all over the world, and they do nothing. What's more, the martial arts are all one of the top five realms.

"Amitabha!" Just when the saber was rattling, a majestic momentum mixed with the holy Buddha aura came, and a monk in a robe stepped out from afar: "Old man Qingguang, I have seen all the Taoist masters. "Even if it is an innate martial artist who suffers from the Zen Realm, he can't help but feel weak when he sees these Taoist priests of the Acquired Realm.

The leading Xiaoyaomen disciple silently drew his sword, and the cold light shone: "Hmph, it seems to be holy, but in fact it is filthy, you are a vain person, today I am at Xiaoyaomen, and I will do the right thing for heaven!"

Qingguang clasped his hands together: "If the Tao blocks my Buddha, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

Suddenly, a cold aura swept in all directions, and that Qingguang also sensed something, and immediately investigated left and right.

"Hahaha!" An immortal figure swam directly from afar, very comfortable.

"Lord of Heaven, it's you again, aren't you afraid of the Buddha's wrath?"

"The Bodhisattva in troubled times doesn't ask about things, and Lao Jun carries a sword to save the people. If the prostitute monk and evil person are not evil, why are they afraid that the deity will come to the door in person? And why is the deity afraid of such an evil way? "Actually, Bu Qianhuai wanted to chant a poem of the dragon brain Qingyangzi, but the strength of the Confucian students in this world is not low, so he is afraid of causing trouble, so he will not mention it.

More than 300 soldiers, more than 100 monks, and one congenital, it was Bu Qianhuai who observed for a long time and came to the conclusion, and there was no one else around.

Looking at his makeup, the leading Xiaoyaomen disciple held his sword and clenched his fist with his backhand: "Lord of Heaven, is Your Excellency a chivalrous warrior who has sniped evil monks many times in recent days? ”

"Such an evil demon is crooked, my generation should be killed!"

There was a faint smile on Qing Guang's face: "Since the donor does not repent, then he should be suppressed by my Buddha!"

Seeing Qingguang's smiling face, Bu Qianhuai suddenly felt his heart tighten, and then a figure appeared from behind.

"Amitabha, evil man, feel the wrath of my Buddha! Buddha Yun Lianhua!"

Feeling the incomparable Buddha Sect palm qi behind him, Bu Qianhuai directly turned around and used both hands to carry the void and destroy the reality, and suddenly a person-diameter Taiji diagram absorbed the violent palm qi. Although he blocked a move, he took a few steps back in succession before he could barely stand up.

"Imperial Qi Realm? Hmph, it seems that the face of the deity is not small!"

And while he was speaking, Qingyuan also moved, punched out, and went straight to the back of his heart.

Feeling Qingyuan's sneak attack, the beast flowers flashed in his eyes, and he directly punched him with his back. Suddenly, an invisible impact spread from between the two fists to both sides, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Bu Qianhuai, who didn't dare to use the evil dragon arm, could still be on par with Qing*, which was enough to see the connotation of the Zen realm of suffering and annihilation.

And swept aside, dozens of Taoist priests directly drew their swords and began to kill those monks and barbarians, even if they knew that there were masters of the Imperial Qi Realm, they did not flinch, should they be said to be worthy of being Taoist priests?

Another stack of qi was exerted, directly repelling Qingyuan, and the rear was killed by the bald donkey of the imperial qi realm.

With both hands against Feiheng's punch, he retreated: "To bully more and less, it is really the nature of a bald donkey!"

The old monk of the Imperial Qi Realm has also been seen clearly by Bu Qianhuai, and his face is full of viciousness: "You are deeply sinful, you can only go to the Infernal Hell!"

With a cold snort, Bu Qianhuai's waist twitched, and he directly took out a bracket, and then turned around, and the shadows all over the sky swayed.

The royal * donkey directly waved his robe, like a shield to firmly resist the hidden weapon: "Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle!?"

Tangmen machine includes hidden weapons, rainstorm pear flower needles, this kind of thing is sold in Tangmen, and the year is very long, and it is impossible to find out who is from it, so it is one of some strange things brought by Bu Qianhuai. Moreover, the rainstorm pear flower needle barrel is small and thin, which is as convenient to carry as the Sword Sect's secret weapon Taiyu Xiaojian.

"It's not over yet! Go!" As soon as he went, dozens of small swords held in the sky flew out from Bu Qianhuai's body and went straight to the monk.

The monks of the Imperial Qi Realm were thinking in their minds: Taiyu Xiaojian and Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle are both secret weapons, and compared to the Tang Sect and the Sword Sect, these things can be sold, so it is even more difficult to investigate, but to have the resources to get so many secret weapons of this level, the level of the forces behind the Lord of Heaven is indeed not low. But isn't this nonsense, with first-class martial arts such as illusion and light skills, it is by no means an ordinary force, which is the same as not saying it.

At this time, the old monk of the Imperial Qi realm was already inseparable, but Bu Qianhuai did not dare to act rashly, and directly gathered the true yuan with both hands and went straight to Qingguang.

"Take your life and worship the heavens!"

Qing Guang saw that his uncle couldn't get out of his body, so he could only face the battle, after all, he couldn't beat it, but it was enough to deal with it for a moment or three, so he directly showed his might: "Evil disciple!

Seeing through this Qingguang Martial Arts at a glance, he snorted coldly: "Actively respond to the battle!