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At the foot of Tiannan Mountain, in front of the half-abandoned blacksmith shop

One sword and ten thousand lives, one sword and ten thousand kills, the two of them confronted the half-camel waste, and suddenly the killing wind roared, cold and piercing. The confrontation between the three of them is also a contest of wills.

In a short period of time, the birds fled the forest, the rats and insects scattered, and the three of them were all the top swordsmen and swordsmen in the world, just in the initial confrontation, the scene was already full of sword qi and swords, and the surrounding environment was completely destroyed.

"Half a camel, today we will continue the unfinished battle on the public pavilion that day! This time, as long as Ye Xiaochai does not appear, it will be immortal!"

The wind slashed like thunder, flashing like thunder, and it had already attacked the half-camel waste in an instant, but the half-camel waste at this time was not completely ready, and the hammer in his hand was only forging iron.

At the same time, the rhino horn knife that killed ten thousand people also galloped at the same time, directly taking the middle door.

The sword light struck, and the half-camel reacted on the spot, using the big hammer in his hand, hammering hard, and the first step of the wind slash and the big hammer collided and directly changed the impact track, heading towards the rhino horn knife.

The two divine sword swords collided, and the powerful True Qi impact and shock, directly lifting the nearest half-camel waste into the air, and the big hammer in his hand also cracked inch by inch, scattering into a subway of debris.

The half-camel waste who was repelled did not have the slightest injury, but was very calm, threw away the remaining handle in his hand, and took out his proud work, the Heavenly Sword, which was originally just a short sword less than a foot, but under the infusion of true qi, after bearing the will of the half-camel wasted sword, this short sword became a normal length of the famous blade in the blink of an eye, and the blooming brilliance was dazzling.

The first blow of the sword returned in vain, and then the two no longer kept their hands, earlier in the public pavilion, the two had broken the rule of "lifting a knife (sword) without a knife (sword) in a lifetime", and now of course it is even more unscrupulous.

The sword, domineering and shutting, between opening and closing, restricts the reaction space of the half-hump; the sword, ruthless and tricky, the move is deadly, and the style kills, and the sword blade is always a fatal point of the heart.

Seeing the two enemies coming face to face, the fierce gods were vicious, and the half-camel retreated, continuously emitting sword qi to earn more reaction time for himself. As the distance between the two sides increased, the half-hump also regained his footing, moving from passive defensive counterattacks to active attacks.

Explore, humble, win! Then attack, retreat and defend, and kill!

Three interrelated thoughts, three alternating postures, combined with each other, although ever-changing, but in the end they are fused into one! Each sword is a sword that must win, and every sword is a wholehearted devotion.

The figures of the three alternated, the tacit understanding of the two people with a sword and a sword, the cooperation was seamless, and the sword was sandwiched, making the half-camel waste left and right.

Although the half-hump has a slight advantage with one enemy and two enemies, he is still strong against the two with the support of his sword of victory, and gradually accumulates his own advantages.

On the other hand

After hearing the news that the Lord of the Thirteen Temples of the Northern Earth, the Golden Yang Holy Emperor Guan Zutian, had been captured and imprisoned in the Atonement Rock, the Lord of the Ming Palace, and his friend the True Immortal Realm Sect Leader, the Immortal Buddha, the Immortal Monk of the Ming Palace, went to the Atonement Rock to verify it with their own eyes.

After confirming that Guan Zutian had been arrested, after a period of discussion, the two returned to their respective factions, led their soldiers and horses to merge together, and marched northward, preparing to cross the desert and directly attack the main altar of the Thirteen Temples of the Underground Fort, this approach also has a purpose, that is, to avoid the people and horses of the Divine Silkworm Palace in the east as much as possible, reduce conflicts and losses with other forces, as long as they can take the Thirteen Temples, they can take the territory of the Northern Regions under their command without a single soldier, at least they think so.

Under the leadership of the immortal monk and the immortal Buddha, nearly a thousand soldiers of the two forces combined marched north into the desert and had been walking for several days and nights.

Just when everyone thought they had lost their way because they couldn't see the target, a building suddenly appeared in front of them, the color of its exterior blended with the whole yellow sand, and on the side of this building stood a stone tablet, on which were four large characters like blood seals "Mirage"

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think this mirage is?" the immortal monk asked as he looked at the Immortal Buddha beside him, frowning.

"I don't know, but looking at this situation, it seems that there is an entity, not a mirage of aerial illusions often seen in the desert!" the Immortal Buddha said, and then paused slightly, "Why don't you send two of your subordinates and let them go inside to investigate!If there is no danger, we might as well enter it and do some rest, and the road to the Thirteen Temples is still a little far!"

"It's okay!" the immortal monk did not object, and if he was cautious in his work, he would always be able to live longer.

Under the instructions of the two, several Xiaofan entered the mirage, and after a while, several Xiaofan all returned, followed by five monks.

As the five desert monks approached, everyone's ears seemed to hear the Qingyin Sanskrit chanting.

"Buddha friends are polite!" The five monks of the desert came to the front of the immortal monks and the immortal Buddha under the leadership of several small fans, and bowed to the first place, although the two of them were puzzled, but the basic etiquette would not be forgotten.

"The boundless desert is full of wind and sand, it is not a good place to rest, if you don't abandon the suspects, follow us into the mirage to recuperate!" said the leader of the five monks.

"Sect Master, there is no wind and sand in the mirage, the place is wide, and it will not be crowded! We have walked in the desert for so many days, and the fresh water we have carried on our bodies has been used up, and now there is just a place to replenish it!" said the returning Xiaofan, and there were many hints in his words, in the mirage, the defense was empty, the personnel were scarce, and the troops were insufficient.

got the news of Xiaofan, and everyone was indeed sleepy, so at the invitation of the five monks of the desert, they also directly entered the mirage.

In the building, the immortal monk and the immortal Buddha did not attack directly, but chose to observe again, and after making sure that there was no ambush, they instantly ordered to surround the five monks of the desert in an empty hall.

"Hahaha! Kill them, take this mirage, and use it as a transit point and supply point for us to attack the Thirteen Temples!" the Immortal Buddha shouted loudly and told his subordinates to start a war immediately.

"I see!" The five desert monks did not have any surprises, whether it was the expression on their faces or the thoughts in their hearts, they were all unfazed.

Subsequently, the five people were back to back in a circle outward, and then chanted the Buddha sound at the same time, under the Sanskrit sound, the original murderous Xiaofan was the first to be unable to support, and they put down the swords in their hands, all of them converted, knelt on the ground, and chanted together with the voices of the five monks, with a solemn and holy face!

Subsequently, even the immortal monks and immortal Buddhas who hid behind the crowd could not escape the punishment of Buddhism, kneeling on the ground and "sincerely repenting".

[These five monks singing Sanskrit can calm down the life in the outbreak for seven days, and dealing with these scum is extremely simple]

After everything settled down, three more monks came to the main hall, which were the three saints of Huiyuan.

After the succession of the five monks of the desert and the three saints of the Hui Yuan, the anger on the immortal monk and the immortal Buddha and the nearly 1,000 soldiers under his command disappeared completely, and all that was left was a peaceful face.

After that, the Three Sages of Huiyuan learned from the Immortal Monk and the Elder Monk Buddha the reason why they dared to provoke the Thirteen Temples, and knew the current situation of Guan Zutian and the Thirteen Temples.

"Three Holy Monks, what should we do next?" asked one of the Five Desert Monks.

"Take them and go to the Thirteen Temples to gather, and defend the fortress with the remaining forces of the Temple, waiting for the Holy Emperor to return!" said the Three Sages of Hui Yuan, and did so on the ground.

The other side

On the Rock of Atonement

Since the farce in front of the Hanging Pot Medical Hall ended, the number of people on the Atonement Rock has also increased, for the sake of the order of the position, Qin Fake Immortal made a special trip and brought Yan Fei and Tang Qiqi to the Atonement Rock as a deterrent to suppress the formation, and also actually repelled several groups of people who wanted to forcibly take away Guan Zutian by force.

With the powerful force of force in the Rock of Atonement, those who want to take advantage of it can only go through the normal procedure, that is, flog the heavens, and even perform all kinds of cruel ancient punishments, in order to force the heavens to say what the passers-by really want from his hands, and go further, want to get it directly from his hands.

A series of cruel methods such as sticks, Ling Chi, poisonous powder and venom, needle, nail pulling, hair pulling, soldering iron, etc., made those ordinary people who originally came with the intention of revenge and anger shudder, and did not dare to ask the other party to retreat, and even felt that these cruel tortures were more relieving.

But he also had to admire Guan Zutian's toughness, even if he was tortured so cruelly, he didn't even shout, but from his facial expressions, it could be concluded that he was enduring considerable pain.

Guan Zutian Tiger, who was sealed and cultivated in martial arts, fell into Pingyang, and at this time, those who didn't even dare to look at Guan Zutian also wanted to get back a little face on him and get back a little bit of dignity that was lost in the past.

Whenever a passerby leaves a village, there are stalkers who enter the village and grab everyone and interrogate them about what the passerby said, and the use of strong means to the passerby is not that no one has done it, but that all the people who have done it have failed, and those who have done it have all failed.

So that later, as long as they saw the rugged passers-by coming from afar, the people in the village consciously lined up to prepare for signatures, and as long as they saw the signs of the rugged passers-by opening, one of them hurriedly stepped forward to block his mouth and prevent him from speaking, so as not to know too much and be caught and forced to ask by those who came later.

This also led to the subsequent progress of the Qilu people becoming smoother and smoother, and the people who followed him no longer acted against the people who didn't know anything, but just monitored the Qilu people's every move, looking forward to the final result.

Tiannan Mountain

Several hours passed, and the fierce battle between the two sides continued.

A knife and ten thousand kills in front of the half-camel waste to raise the knife and slash vertically, the blade is cold and cold, and the vertical slash is like a cold starlight descending from the sky, illuminating the eyes of the half-camel waste, very bright!

A sword Wansheng swung his sword horizontally behind the half-hump, and cooperated with the front of a sword and ten thousand kills, and a sword slashed out, almost like the momentum of Pangu opening the sky, dividing the turbid qi, and repeating the two instruments and four elephants.

[Since there is a patch in the back, Yijian Wansheng, as the leader of the Sword Sea for three consecutive years, should also be a little more awesome (manual funny)]

The dangerous hand-to-hand combat, the sword of ten thousand lives and the sword of ten thousand kills, the qi machine is firmly locked on the body of the half-camel waste, making the half-camel waste inevitable.

At this critical moment, a bright light suddenly rushed into the battle circle from the side, and with a loud bang, the strong impact exploded all around, and the entire Tiannan Mountain was shaking, and the center of this shaking was turned upside down, the earth was cracked, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

After the smoke cleared, the scene in the field finally appeared, the half-camel scrap raised the Optimus Divine Sword, blocking the rhinoceros horn knife cut down by a thousand kills, and behind the half-hump waste, Zhao Shiming Lantern held the lamp in one hand, covered his chest with the other, and there were blood stains hanging on the corner of his mouth, and there was a pool of bright red blood on the ground in front of him, at this moment, Zhao Shiming Lantern spat out another mouthful of blood.

On the opposite side of the shining light, a sword Wansheng slammed his sword on the ground, his expression was slightly unnatural, and after swallowing something, he slowly stood up.

"Who are you, and why do you want to meddle in our personal vendettas?"

"Fellow Daoist!" Here, seeing the state of a sword and ten thousand lives, he hurriedly dropped half of the camel, came to the side of one sword and ten thousand lives, supported him, and checked his condition.

"This chivalrous man, thank you for the rescue! If you hadn't acted in time, I'm afraid the crippled would have been finished!" The half-hump came to the side of the shining light and faced the two of them together.

"In Xia Cilang! I have to be praised by my friends and call the light of the world!" Although Cilang is humble and polite, he is not polite at all in the place where he should be outstanding.

"Shine on the Bright Lamp of the World?" although a sword Wansheng has been injured, but a sword and ten thousand kills are safe and sound, hearing the Shine Lamp introduce himself like this, he suddenly felt a ball of fire rushing to his head, and he was about to slash at the Shine Lamp with a knife.

"Wait!" Just as the sword and ten thousand kills were in action, the two of them shouted at the same time.

"Daoyou, what's the matter?" One Sword Ten Thousand Kills glanced at the shining light of the world, and then turned to look at One Sword Ten Thousand Lives, compared to One Sword Ten Thousand Lives, it was still one Sword Ten Thousand Lives that was more important to him.

With the problem of killing with one sword, before one sword and ten thousand lives could speak, he was robbed of the light of the world, saying: "One sword and ten thousand lives are slapped by me, and the injury is not light! After the injury, he did not guide him in time, but chose to forcibly suppress it, and even swallowed the blood, although this made him look neater than me on the surface, but the internal injuries would accumulate, if he was not taken to him for treatment quickly, his injuries would become more and more serious!"

After Zhao Shiming Lantern finished speaking, Yijian Wansheng looked at Yijian Wansheng, and no matter what Yijian Wansheng was going to say, he directly helped him to leave Tiannan Mountain, of course, before leaving, according to the custom, he had to leave a cruel word.

(End of chapter)