After the hard battle during the day, the Mingjiao cultists who attacked the mountain were four or five, but there were still no less than three hundred people, blocking the mountain road, but the vicious battle that shook the open space on the mountainside, for fear of being affected by it, did not dare to take a step closer.

The flat land not far away is the "Chunyang Palace" where there were once only a few stone houses, Lin Xi used to be here, looking at it from a distance, he only felt like a world away, and sighed softly to the white-robed people around him: "The last time I came here, there were only a few stone houses here to settle down, and there were only three halls on the peak, and the appearance was very desolate. I didn't expect that in just over a year, this Pure Yang Palace would develop so brilliantly, and it would almost become a great enemy for me to worship the fire and enter the east. Xiao Qianli is really terrifying!"

The white-robed man had never been to the Pure Yang Palace before, but he didn't comment when he heard the words, he sensed it slightly, and said with a smile: "Look, the wolf king and the dragon king have the upper hand, and the tiger king is still holding each other, so it must be clear within a hundred moves, and the saint is worry-free!"

Lin Xi's face was a little melancholy, he nodded slightly, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a thunderclap from the white-robed man beside him: "What person, get out!"

A snow-like sword light suddenly flashed out of the air, drawing a curve in the air, and where it passed, several elite and brave Mingjiao sect members suddenly covered their throats with their hands and fell down in disbelief.

The next moment, another sword light appeared from behind everyone, and the flight path of this knife was even more bizarre, shuttling wantonly through the crowd, and where it passed, the armor was flat, and the blood mist was all over the sky.

The white-robed man had an angry look in his eyes, he had always been conceited, and he was also a first-class player in the Persian altar, but now he was attacked by someone, but he still didn't know it. If it weren't for the other party's brazen attack, I am afraid that I would not know until the enemy attacked me.

Seeing that the white light in front of him had already hit him, the white-robed man stretched out his hand, stretched out his finger and lightly touched the white light, and with a crisp sound of "ding", the white light suddenly flew back upside down, holding it in a big hand with green tendons bursting out and old skin.

"Mani King Arshamis Shapur?"

In the end, it is an old opponent who has been dealing with for decades, the white-robed man recognized Shangguan Yunhe at a glance, raised his head suddenly, a pair of eyes exposed under the cloth hat flashed with cold light, and slowly pulled the cloth hat, revealing an old face like an axe and machete.

"It's been a long time!" Shangguan Yunhe lowered his head slightly, reached out and held another scimitar in his hand, stuck it in his waist, and stared at the white-robed man with a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Lisahan Cyrus, the right envoy of the Fire Worship, is it that the Bright Venerable Aviye of this sect died at your hands?"

Cyrus snorted and sneered: "Worshipping the fire and marching eastward has been planned for hundreds of years, and the Han land will be in the bag of this religion sooner or later. Aviye is not interested, and he even wants to intervene in it, how can this seat tolerate him? It's just that Aviye is worthy of a generation of Mingzun, and he has damaged our seven good hands, leaving him with a whole corpse, which is already cheaper for him!"

Shangguan Yunhe was extremely calm at this time, but the anger in his eyes was already blazing, and he said lightly: "Since this is the case, then please go with your Holy Maiden to meet your Mithras Fire God——"

These two people don't know how many times they have fought in Persia, and they already know the roots, only to hear Shangguan Yunhe shouting, directly showing the Mingzun glazed body, the whole body flashes brightly, and the top of the head shows a chaos, jet black, without the slightest light. In the middle of it, a round ball appeared, emitting a gray sheen, shaped like a chicken, faintly descending with a supreme and magnificent will.

"Great Sage Ming Venerable Dharma?" Cyrus smiled coldly, his arms shook, and his whole body suddenly turned red, as if he had the potential to burn everything in the world, and all the Ming Sect disciples around him couldn't withstand this monstrous heat, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Lin Xi had a look of doubt in his eyes, and let a few white-clothed men carry him out more than ten zhang away, but he still gently tapped the handrail with his slender jade fingers, as if there was a great problem in his heart that had not been solved.

Shangguan Yunhe smiled and said, "What about the Imperial Ember Extinguishing Order? We have fought seventeen times, which one of you has beaten me? I will take you first today to sacrifice the spirit of the Light Venerable in the sky!"

As he spoke, a streamer of light had already rushed towards Cyrus, and the two collided heavily, each jumped a few steps away, and pounced again.

The Great Sage Ming Zun Law and the Imperial Ember Extermination Order are all first-class superior exercises in Persian martial arts, and once they are deployed, they are really ghosts and gods. At this time, the two of them fought fiercely, the heat wave was monstrous, and the atmosphere was so cold that the Mingjiao disciples did not dare to approach at all.

The right envoy of worshipping fire on the mountain road was blocked by Shangguan Yunhe, and Xie Guangling on the peak involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, the sword fetus was not condensed, but his right hand never left the formation by an inch.

He settled down, and then looked at the fight on the mountainside, and when he saw it, his heart suddenly tightened.

Just as Cyrus sensed, in addition to Song Shujian and Qingyan Tiger King, Li Chengyuan and Cheng Jun were greatly defeated.

Cheng Jun was beaten at this time and could only blindly defend, the dragon swallowing shield protected the vital points of the whole body, stepped on the earth, and the endless earth vitality slowly rose from the ground, poured in from the heart of the foot, and permeated the whole body, turning into a copper wall and iron wall, allowing Su Huanfei's body to be like electricity, and the moves were elusive, so that Cheng Jun's body kept shaking, but he always stood tall, still arrogant and cheered to help the battle, and did not retreat.

"Chengtian Law is the best at fighting for a long time, but I don't know if Xiao Jun can survive this round!" Xie Guangling, as an elder of the Gong Inheritance, naturally knew the characteristics of these disciples of the Pure Yang Palace clearly, he watched the battle between Cheng Jun and Su Huanfei worriedly, and quietly separated an innate sword qi.

In a place that everyone didn't notice, a huge sword tire that was towering like a cloud faintly flashed with white light, ready to attack, as long as Xie Guangling's mind moved, it could emit an incomparably strong Tiangang sword qi.

And Li Chengyuan has abandoned the war horse at this time, and competed with the opponent in foot combat, under the long battle, Li Chengyuan had more than ten bloody wounds all over his body, blood dripping, and the appearance was extremely terrifying.

Li Chengyuan didn't seem to feel his blood flowing, and while shaking out dozens of spear flowers, attacking the six key points on the opponent's chest, he grinned widely, and said with a smile: "What a white wolf, it's really good! Since the last time he shot the old guy named Tang Mingxin from Tang Sect, I haven't had such a painful fight for a long time!"

Chang Wushuang's claws were like the wind, and his body walked wantonly in the shadow of the guns, and he smiled strangely when he heard the words: "You kid is not bad, according to the Central Plains people, you should be even a good hand at congenital gods? When Lao Tzu was in Persia, he rarely met a crazy boy like you! Today, after we finished fighting, we will go back and find a good place for you to bury in the sun, and let you have a good home!"

Li Chengyuan didn't laugh angrily, but laughed wildly: "After fighting for a long time, it's time to win or lose?"

The white-crowned wolf king nodded and said, "It's almost, the last trick will be known!"

Hearing this sound, several masters of the Ming Sect changed color in unison, and involuntarily looked in the direction of the sound, and at the same time flew back in unison.

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