Sword immortals, monks, and Taoist priests rushed towards the hill from all directions.

The abbot of Hui Zheng let go of the Zen staff and turned his head back a few times before he could stabilize his body. Fear, a familiar sense of fear, welled up in Abbot's heart. It was a fear he had watched from afar decades ago, and then he had endured it over the course of decades. But every time I taste the cold and tempting fear, I only dare to taste it with the Dharma cultivation of the abbot of Hui Zheng.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would fall into the endless abyss. But now, he really felt the kind of fear that invaded his bone marrow. Another name for this fear is Lust and Ambition.

The abbot of Hui Zheng stopped Hui Min and Hui Wu, who wanted to step forward, and said lightly: "Order Shaolin disciples, chant the meditation mantra." ”

Zhao Juejiang and the other two sword masters were a little at a loss at this time, they had never encountered a scene like today, the personal sword they regarded as siblings had now been completely cut off from them.

Uncle is tired......

What kind of monster is it? Zhao Juejiang was shocked, the last time he encountered such a situation was the time when the Ancient Sect attacked the Sword Ruins seventy years ago. In front of the old devil's fangs, the swords in their hands were like toys for children to play with, weak and cumbersome.

Suddenly, the thick and simple Sanskrit sound lingered into a huge golden Buddha standing in front of Uncle Tai.

The golden Buddha is holding flowers, pointing to the west.

Zhao Juejiang and the others regained their clarity at the time, and just now they were unconsciously confused by the momentum emanating from Uncle Tai's body.

The three of them found a glimmer of opportunity at this time, and shouted in unison: "The sword is coming!"

Just look at the Han Ying Sword, the Luoshui Sword, and the three swords of the Wenjun Sword rolled towards the ground with a devastating momentum, and in an instant, more than a hundred long swords of the underground sword immortal were all entangled by the three long swords. Suddenly, a triangular unicorn floated in the clouds and roared.

The Taoist priests in the distant mountains worked together to cast spells, and a cloud of heavenly fire that covered the sky and the sun slowly came from the sky.

Searing, blazing!

The hills within a radius of ten miles were incinerated into a barren land in an instant!

Dong Ping saw that the situation was not good, so he resisted the pressure from behind him and stood up. He wielded the snow knife and moved his body that had been shaken into chaff inch by inch on the ground. The blood mist that burst out of his skin soaked through his clothes, dragging a blinding streak of blood behind him. He climbed to where Xiao Shanming was, and plunged the snow into the ground.

Then, he pulled out violently, and Xiao Shanming was pulled up from the ground by Dong Ping with people and soil. At the same time, the Buddha's finger, the unicorn, and the heavenly fire with the power of destroying the world, slammed into Tai Shuti's body. The hill shuddered and collapsed abruptly.

In the face of this one-move offensive that condenses the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Sword, everyone in the mountains has palpitations, and Zhao Juejiang does not believe that anyone in the world can stop this move.

"People are human because they have never known God. ”

Mocking sneers wafted from the scorching halo of light in mid-air to everyone's ears.

At this moment, everyone didn't have time to react.

I saw several black air currents as thick as a baby's arm, winding like the roots of an old tree, like maggots on tarsal bones, poking out of the halo. In an instant, this destructive force was devoured.

"Hey, deity, I'm back. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded and stammered!

Yan is in the city

The Liao army first loudly scolded Qiao Jun and others on the city wall to open the city gate, seeing that Qiao Jun and others turned a deaf ear, the Liao people divided into three roads, all the way to other city gates, all the way to storm the city tower, all the way to form a large array of broken gates, crazy impact on the city gate.

Qiao Jun was stopped on the stone steps of the city wall with a bright silver spear, and for a while, there was a kind of great momentum that one person was in charge of, and he couldn't open it. And the city gate is 20 zhang high, 10 zhang wide, and its thickness is even more than 3 zhang! The whole body of the city gate is made of paulownia wood, and it is covered with iron sheets. This line of Liao army did not have a sharp weapon to break the city, and for a moment and a half, it was impossible to take this city gate.

Qiao Jun grinned and smiled happily. He secretly said that in another hour and a half, his good days will come!

At this time, the Liao officer led by the city shouted in a broken Song dialect: "Boring...! No snakes!"

Qiao Jun laughed and shouted, "Stupid, stupid! If I open the door for you, I will be really stupid!"

Hearing this, the Liao man turned his horse's head and shouted loudly to the Liao soldiers behind him. Then, the group of Liao Jun turned around and walked towards the city again.

But when Qiao Jun saw this, he couldn't be happy at all, his body trembled, and he fell to his knees.

Just now, the Liao officer shouted: Slaughter the city!

In an instant, the Liao people, who were like evil wolves, rushed madly into the portals of each family and opened a killing spree. For a time, wailing was all over the city, and blood flowed all over the city.

At this time, a Liao soldier with a stubble on his face was about to plunge a spear into a child's body. I heard a bang, and a punching bag-sized fist pierced through his chest.

It was Lin Sanchuan who hit him, and behind Lin Sanchuan was a group of students and teachers of the academy who were furious. Feng Yushu, Qu Xuanyi, Wu Yanwu, Wei Shengjin......

Feng Yushu raised his arms and shouted, "Those who maim my compatriots!"

"Kill!"

Hold a book to be a student, and carry a knife for a dead soldier!

Fight, kill, cry, laugh, and turn this prosperous city into a hell on earth!

The people of Luyue Academy fought bloodily, and at the beginning, they could still rely on the Liao army to react and break them one by one. But when the Liao army reacted and began to wait for the battle, everyone in Luyue Academy became lonely.

At this moment, a young boy dressed in a large robe that did not fit well and carried a wooden sword came from a distance. His expression was solemn, like that of an adult. He stabbed one person with one sword, never wasting his physical strength, and wielding an extra sword. His sword is as precise as a god.

He went all the way, and he didn't know how many people fell under his sword. However, he only hurts people, but does not kill people. He also has compassion and kindness that belongs to a child alone.

"After being a martyr, he was born to be the nemesis of the Liao people. ”

"Yes, but in my eyes, he is a white flower. ”

Tie Zhu's toes were on top of the peak of a tall building, he looked at the young man below and muttered to himself, and suddenly, a snicker came out from the iron mask on his face: "I can't catch Li Renzui, but if I can catch him, it's worth it." ”

With that, Tie Yu jumped off the tall building.

Xiao Tong just waved the wooden sword in his hand and stabbed the last Liao soldier on the street to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief. Hurting people, he doesn't feel happy.

But then, his eyes condensed slightly, his upper body suddenly twisted back, the sword in his hand was raised, the tip of the sword pierced a white face, and the red blood slowly flowed down from the point of contact between the tip of the sword and the skin.

"Smack!"

The wooden sword in Xiao Tong's hand fell to the ground, he stepped back, and said timidly: "Yes... Sorry...... I thought you were the bad guy..."

Her fair-skinned slender fingers wiped the blood off her face, she licked her fingers with her pink tongue, and said coquettishly: "You're not wrong, I'm a bad person." With that, she stepped forward and clasped the child's shoulders with both hands. At the same time, an iron chain flew out of her waist and tied the child up.

"Oh, isn't your sword quite fast, why don't you dodge?"

Xiao Tong smiled and said, "I don't hurt women." ”

"If you don't hurt me, I'm going to hurt you. With that, the woman in black grabbed the chain, and dragged the child to turn over and jump onto the eaves.

"We don't know each other, why would you hurt me?"

"No, it's just because your surname is Dou. ”

"There are more people with the surname Dou in the world, and I'm not the only one!"

The woman smiled coquettishly, she took out the black iron mask from her waist and clasped it on her face, and her voice suddenly became cold: "Because, your name is Dou Huaisheng." ”

His body stiffened for a moment: "It's been a long time, no one has ever called me by this name......"

"Yes, Uncle Junior. ”

Seeing that the Liao army had forced the weak Luyue Academy to the city gate, the mighty officers rode on iron-clad horses and looked down on this group of scarred Great Song men.

Even though their heads were bleeding and they were seriously wounded, they still didn't stop wielding their long swords. For men, this officer of the Liao State has been deeply impressed by the backbone exuded from his body. But for the soldiers, such an enemy has to die!

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, the Liao army behind him was encircled, pressing forward step by step. After a while, Yan Lin's spiritual pillar would fall under their spear.

Qiao Jun, who was unable to squat on the city wall and cry loudly, could no longer bear the pressure in front of him, and he used the last bit of strength in his body to shout hoarsely: "Open the city gate!

When the dust and smoke cleared, Zhao Juejiang and the others saw the uncle in front of them clearly. No, he's not too tired, but a terrifying monster!

Just look at Uncle Tai's tired clothes with torn clothes, his white hair dances without wind, his eyes are wide open, and every bloodshot is silently telling his madness, his strength! The man's face was giggling, he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and play with the world.

That face belongs to the Tooth and the Wrong Dao.

The cold sweat that came out of the tip of the abbot's nose had already dripped into his mouth at this time, and he said in a trembling voice: "This... What kind of monster is this!"

Uncle Tai's face on his chest smiled and said, "Little monk, the deity is the immortal you admire, the Buddha you worship day and night!"

The Luoshui Sword Master behind Zhao Juejiang suddenly shouted: "What kind of god are you, what kind of Buddha are you! You are just a demon who relies on evil magic to deceive people's hearts!"

"Hehe, the Four Books and Five Classics Confucian classics, Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, Hinayana Buddhist scriptures, Taoist imperial books. Which one is not a demagogic rambling used by the saints you revere to deceive people's hearts. The deity is just trying to overthrow this tattered and pedantic world, and it is regarded by you ordinary people as a fallacy to confuse the public, you are really poisoned!" As soon as Ya Feidao's words fell, a black mist erupted from his mouth and shrouded Zhao Juejiang and the three of them in an instant.

When the black fog dissipated, only two of the three sword masters remained, Zhao Juejiang glanced at it, only to see that the Luoshui sword master who had just spoken had disappeared without a trace.

With a pop, he spit out a few bones from his mouth, and he smiled: "It's unpalatable, it's very unpalatable." ”

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