By the time Garrigi sensed something was wrong, he didn't have much time to react.

However, he was one of the thirteen chief priests of the Great Temple, his cultivation was extraordinary, and his combat experience was also extraordinary, and before the short blade touched his chest, he had already retreated and retreated, and at the same time slammed his palm into the attacker in front of him!

However, before his palm hit the other party's forehead, the vest suddenly cooled, and his body stiffened, and the strength of his body seemed to solidify, and he could no longer mobilize, and only then did the severe pain come.

Garrigi roared, his forehead was as green as an earthworm, and with all his strength, he spun his feet, and his arms fanned out, knocking out the two monks in front and behind!

Taking the opportunity to flash out for some distance, Garrigi looked down and couldn't help but stand on end with sweat all over his body, and his eyes were about to fall out of his eyes with great fear - a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and blood was spurting outward, which was a fatal wound!

"Who's going to harm me?!" Garrigi looked angrily at the attacker, and the first thought that popped into his mind was whether the Grand Temple was going to deal with him, and what came to mind was factionalism.

The sudden mutation had been completed in the blink of an eye, and Gariji's guards were all shocked, some of them rushed to protect Gariji, and the other attacked the two attackers respectively, still questioning why they did so.

It's a pity that it happened too suddenly, and their reaction couldn't keep up after all, Garrigi couldn't stand anymore, and he didn't fall down by relying on the support of the guards, and swallowed the pill to meditate and pranayama, but found that it was useless, and the wound was even more unconscious.

When he looked at it, he realized that his chest had begun to rot!

"There's poison on the knife!" Garrigi wailed, filled with pure despair. At his level, ordinary poisons are useless, but useful poisons must be extremely poisonous. He was mortally wounded, and with such poison, how could he be saved?

The attacker standing behind him, with precise shots, obviously knew the way of assassination, and his cultivation was strong, not much weaker than him, but now he was besieged by everyone, and he even killed people again and again, and for a while, the monks below the real human realm retreated.

Just when Gariji's guards were about to surround the attackers, the ranks of tens of thousands of people had already fallen into overall chaos.

In twenty or thirty places, those Crescent monks from Nissa City, for some reason, suddenly began to attack and kill their companions around them, and after the spell was blasted, they didn't look at the effect, they just ran around, shot at more people, and created even more chaos.

A group of monks, who had obviously been prepared for a long time, even lit all kinds of supplies, and in a short period of time, huge flames were everywhere, and the billowing flames filled everywhere, greatly affecting the monks' senses.

In particular, the fire oil was splashed everywhere by groups of monks, and the flames instantly spread extremely wide to form a lake of fire, and countless monks were burned, panicked, and fled in all directions.

What's even more terrifying is that most of the oil was scattered into the forests on both sides of the road, and the ignition of the fire suddenly formed a sea of fire, and the rain could not stop it from burning.

Not only that, but in two places in the valley, a hundred and ten black shadows flew by, killing Crescent Moon Sect monks everywhere, and they all had the strength of the True Human Realm! Under their full strength, a large number of ordinary monks died.

The monks of the Great Temple, who maintained order, ran around, and before they had time to control the fire of the fire oil, they killed the living people in the team, and commanded the team

For chaos, he was killed by these masters who suddenly appeared.

Their clothing, movements, and positions all showed the difference in their identities, and they were easy to identify, and they soon suffered heavy casualties.

Gariji's subordinates, those powerhouses of the Shaman Realm, rose up to meet them at this moment, but they were scattered and flew high to attack, and before they could gather in a hurry, many of them were surrounded and killed by groups of attackers.

In just a moment, the team of tens of thousands of people in the valley seemed to have fallen into the apocalyptic hell in an instant, and the ordinary monks were completely scattered without clear command and unified orders.

They weren't an army in the first place, but a group of strangers who had been assembled together, perhaps with small teams and small groups, but in such a situation, it was difficult to do anything.

Gariji, who should have stepped forward at this time, led the team to kill the attacker's master, gave clear instructions to the monks of the Grand Temple and the local monks, and controlled the situation, but now he can't even stand firm.

"This is a long-planned conspiracy! These are well-trained elites! They are going to ruin our ranks and prevent us from making it to the battlefields of the East!"

Garrigi desperately stabilized his injuries, wanting to hold out until he was taken by his subordinates to ask Malen for help, but seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't stabilize his mood, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out at once.

The chaotic valley on a rainy night, with fires and smoke like mist, was full of fighting people.

The crowd of people scattered and fled like ghosts, and tens of thousands of people were busy running for their lives from this place, lest they trample on each other. When they were rammed, they thought they had been attacked, and in a hurry, they took action to protect themselves, killed and injured their own people, and were attacked by the other party's companions, making the scene even more unbearable.

In such a situation, Gariji didn't even know how many opponents there were, whether it was a hundred or ten, a hundred, or thousands, the only thing he knew was that he was finished, and so was the team.

Even if the temporary casualties of the team will not be unacceptably serious, the team will inevitably disperse tonight, and it will be easy to recall it in the coming day? Moreover, all the materials will be destroyed, and there will be no trace left.

......

It didn't take long for the monks of Garrigi's side to be killed and wounded, and he couldn't support himself and sat down on the ground. The two assailants who had assassinated him did not fall when they were answered by their companions.

The man who had pierced him in the heart in the back now came in front of him with his sword, and looked down on him condescendingly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, as if he were looking at a piece of dry wood.

"Who the hell are you, and how did your people get into my team?!" Garrigi stared at the other party with great difficulty, now that he had no way to live, he just wanted to die.

In the Tang Dynasty, he had been ambushed by his plan to "lure the snake out of the hole", and nearly 300 people were ambushed and incapacitated, and he was indeed a little careless along the way, and he did not closely monitor all the details of the team.

By this time, Garrigi had already seen through the other party's spells that they were Tang Dynasty monks. It's just that he really can't figure it out, how could Tang Dynasty Xiaozuo still have such action after suffering such losses?

Standing in front of Gariji was none other than Xu Ge, the commander of the Western Regions of the Tsing Yi Yamen.

She took off her disguise and turned back into herself from the convenient subordinate of Garrigi, revealing her face

The long scar on it was iron-blooded in the firelight, and he said indifferently: "You don't need to know who I am, it's useless to know, you just need to understand that you are defeated in the hands of the Western Regions Commercial Bank, and you are defeated in the hands of the Tang people." ”

"This is impossible! Your men have been ambushed by us for nearly three hundred, and you can't still have such a strong force......! You must have come from the battlefields of the East......" Garrigi roared, his features twisted.

Xu Ge chuckled, "If you want to die to understand, then I will fulfill you." We have long been informed of your plan to 'lure the snake out of the hole', and the reason why you acted in Nissa City that day was to make you think that the Western Regions Trading Company had lost its ability to act, so that we could be relieved of our guard and make it easier for us to act tonight.

"As for the more than 200 monks you ambushed, there are almost no Tang people, they are all big cannibals whose appearance has been changed by us. You don't have to look at me like that, you also have a lot of bandits, outcasts, and ruffians, and it's not difficult to buy them.

"Over the years, they have become de facto our periphery under our deliberate 'cultivation'. A lot of things that are inconvenient for us to do, they do. You know it's not difficult, for bandits, outcasts, ruffians, as long as there is interest, as long as they can survive, they can do anything.

"Of course, we used deception against them when we entered your ambush circle before, but so what, as long as they are all dead, no one will know the truth. To ensure that they all die at your hands, we have sent our elite masters with us - the ones who 'escaped'. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Ge said calmly: "In the final analysis, what you need is what you think is a monk of the Western Regions Commercial Company. And when these monks are dead right under your noses, they are corpses, you don't think to scrutinize them closely. Otherwise, you may see through their disguises. ”

Hearing this, Garrigi was already dizzy and his heart was like ashes.

Xu Ge looked at the battlefield left and right, probably very satisfied with the current situation, with a smile on his face, and a little stronger in talking, he looked at Garrigi without showing off.

She said: "There are indeed only more than 400 fighters in the Western Regions Trading Bank in Nisa City, but there are a lot of other personnel, and the penetration of the Western Regions Trading Bank into the Great Food is far deeper than you think. There are many local officials in Nissa City who have close contacts with us. So it's not surprising that these more than 400 people have basically entered your conscription team.

"That's why we can take control of the situation so quickly with the cooperation of the outside forces tonight.

"Oh, by the way, I wasn't in Nissa City originally, and the Great Monk I brought with me, as the main force of tonight's operation, doesn't belong to the Western Regions Trading House in Nissa City. But what does it matter, this is the strength of the Western Regions Commercial Bank, and it is the foundation of my Tang Dynasty!"

After saying this, Xu Ge was finally satisfied, looking at the wound cracking, poisonous, and falling to the ground with wide-eyed twitching Gariji, the long sword into the sheath, laughed, turned around and left in a dashing manner.

Hundreds of monks from the Western Regions Trading Houses, with the cooperation of some "peripheral forces", caused tens of thousands of Crescent Moon monks to suffer heavy losses overnight, and the team almost completely collapsed, which is a rare miracle in the world.

This miracle belongs to Xu Ge, to Zhang Chang'an, and even to Saidianchi, and to the local officials of Dashi. And to get to the bottom of it, he belongs to the Western Regions Commercial Bank, belongs to the Tang Dynasty, and belongs to Li Ye.