Ji Chengche ignored it, and his body slashed vertically between the two Taoist priests, causing Du Ye Zhenren's sword move to be empty immediately.

"Poof!" Lin Yin had no worries, and went all out to deal with the two masters who occupied the Kun position and left the position, and the Taichu Ancient Sword stabbed Du Heng Zhenren's arm with a sword.

The Taoist priests were shocked and angry, and hurriedly ran the sword array to approach Lin Yin to rescue Du Heng Zhenren and Du Xi Zhenren.

At the moment, Ji Chengche and Lin Yin were in the sword array, and the eight heavenly Taoist masters were exhausted by the Xuanmen Divine Skill, and the situation was reversed rapidly.

Du Ye Zhenren has repeatedly changed the formation, hoping to stabilize the formation and gradually move forward. Unexpectedly, Ji Chengche could always anticipate the enemy's opportunity first, and took half a step to occupy the key position, making the sword formation completely unable to run smoothly, and two more fellow disciples were injured under the sword exchange between him and Lin Yin.

Outside the sword formation, there were still two real people who did not join the battle group, and watched the battle from the sidelines.

The two of them are good and extreme, both are spiritual cultivators, and they are not good at martial arts and swordsmanship, but they are deeply immersed in Taoist talismans.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dushan Zhenren hurriedly recited the mantra and brushed his sleeves to offer a yellowed scripture.

The scripture rose over the top of the head five zhang "snap lala" to the wind, only to see that the pages of the book are all drawn with a fairy sword with different shapes, long or short or curved or straight, and the light of the earth is as if it came to life from the book.

In an instant, the night sky was full of light, and flying swords crisscrossed and competed for beauty. Some of them form a small sword formation in a group of three or five, some are alone and fast, and some are divided into male and female sons and mothers to echo each other from afar, driven by the divine consciousness of Dushan Zhenren, they sneered and flew swords across the air towards Ji Chengqing and Lin Yin.

Seeing that Du Shan Zhenren used the "Hundred Sword Sutra" to help, Du Ye Zhenren immediately lifted his spirits and shouted: "Tianxingjian, earthquake Kun!"

When the Taoist priests heard the sound, they moved to fight, wanting to take this opportunity to regain their decline and suppress Ji Chengqing and Lin Yin.

Unexpectedly, before the flying sword in the air could fall, a puff of flawless silver light suddenly swept across the oblique thorn, like the full moon in the heart of the sky enveloping the sword, firmly freezing it in the air.

Dozens of flying swords were like a spirit snake that had been choked by seven inches, buzzing and trembling, Du Shan Zhenren was taken aback, and hurriedly recited the mantra and fought back, trying to break through the confinement of Yinmang.

"Hum-" The flying swords in the air moved again, like dragons that had broken free from their shackles and roared down, pouring into the sword array.

"Be careful!" Du Shan Zhenren shouted, sensing that those flying swords were out of his control, flying all over the sky and shooting down towards Du Ye Zhenren and the others!

The fierce battle in the sword array was in full swing, and Du Ye and other Eight Heavenly Dao masters were caught off guard, only to hear a roar and a muffled sound, and blood flowers burst out, and in the blink of an eye, five people were injured under their own flying swords.

Ji Chengqing knew that this was Tang Xueluo's secret help, so that the Taoist priests were cocooned and self-bound, and they were like that.

How could he and Lin Yin let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and rushed side by side at the moment, smashing the Eight Directions Wind and Rain Sword Formation in one fell swoop, and defeating the eight masters to the ground.

Du Ji Zhenren looked along the place where the silver mang came, and saw a stunning girl standing on the glazed tiles of the Sanqing Hall with a disobedient destiny plate in her hand, her clothes fluttering and her demeanor was outstanding, and she seemed to bloom at night in the moonlight.

He was taken aback and said, "Fairy Tang, you ...... Why do you help the abuse?"

Tang Xue fell and bowed and said: "The younger generation has offended a lot, please be a real person." ”

Du Ye Zhenren retreated a few feet, seeing that everyone in the same family was injured, and the other party had such a strong reinforcement as Tang Xueluo joining, and continuing to fight was just a humiliation.

Looking at the situation in Guanzhong again, the tigers and leopards of the Night Fire Department rode like a bamboo, killing the Taoist priests in Guanzhong in embarrassment and fleeing without fighting spirit, except for a few disciples who resisted sporadically, the others were either killed or wounded or fled, completely becoming a plate of scattered sand, and most of the Baishui Temple has fallen.

He was in a hurry, and suddenly realized the intention of Lin Yin and Ji Chengqing, and he was even more shocked into a cold sweat, and shouted: "Senior Brother Duji, go and open the autumn water prison!"

As soon as these words came out, Du Shan, Du Ji, Du Heng and others changed their colors in unison: "Senior brother can't!"

Du Ye Zhenren smiled angrily and said: "The enemy is now, I can't care about so much, go quickly!"

Du Ji Zhenren hesitated for a moment and turned around, Du Ye Zhenren exhaled lightly and said, "Senior brothers, the Demon Elimination Guardian Dao is at this time!"

Seeing this, all the Taoist priests showed a sad look on their faces, and said in unison: "Demon Removal Guardian Dao, at this time!"

Ji Chengche said disapprerovingly: "A group of guys who sell dog meat with sheep's heads are embarrassed to claim to be monks!"

He roared and called out to Xuanshuang, and the Fetal Yuan God Knife swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger and fought with Du Ye's real person.

Du Ye Zhenren is known as one of the twenty-eight nights of the Heavenly Dao, and his Gongtong creation is extraordinary, and he is the first master of Baishui Temple.

At this moment, he sank his mind and moved the Qingsang Immortal Sword to stabilize the portal, his moves were calm and meticulous, not seeking hard work but seeking no fault, and he made up his mind to entangle Ji Chengqing with his own strength, so as to teach Du Shan and others to fight more and take Lin Yin and Tang Xueluo first.

It's a pity that it backfired, Lin Yin and Feng Han fought more and more bravely, Tang Xueluo urged the Destiny of Heaven to continue to attack with witchcraft, and the two cooperated seamlessly to complement each other, and the Taoist priests were defeated and retreated.

In a moment, Lin Yin showed his might, and a sword was stabbed in the chest of a Taoist priest, but he was also stabbed in the back by Du Heng Zhenren.

He didn't know the pain, Huo Di turned around and turned his sword to take advantage of the situation, Du Heng Zhenren screamed and fell backwards, and the blood gushing from his waist hurt his bones.

The cliff real people on the side were furious, and sacrificed the Xuanmen Fa Baoyu Feng Mianzhu.

"Hmm-" The jade wind and bamboo rose into the air, soaring dozens of feet in a snap of his fingers, and the jade-like bamboo branches swayed and shook the vitality of heaven and earth, turning into a sharp and superb blue wind blade that struck Lin Yin all over the world.

Tang Xueluo knew the power of the Jade Wind Mianzhu, and was about to run the Reverse Heavenly Destiny Plate to block the attack in the air, when he heard the dragon roaring like thunder and the wind, and Xuan Shuang fell from the sky and opened his big mouth, and actually swallowed the Jade Wind Mianzhu in one bite.

"Click, click" A few crisp sounds, wisps of blue mangs overflowed from its mouth, as if chewing bamboo.

Duya Zhenren was stunned, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and shouted: "It hurts me!" and passed out.

Xuan Shuang didn't care, just added a supper, and the dragon swung its tail and jerked towards Du Ye Zhenren.

Du Ye Zhenren couldn't help but be shocked by the enemy on his abdomen, and he didn't have time to think about dodging sideways, swinging his sword and slashing at the dragon tail swept by Xuanshuang.

"Ding!" The Qingsang Immortal Sword was like a stab on the dragon's tail, like a round and hard iron whip, which shocked Du Ye Zhenren's right arm and staggered.

Ji Cheng arrived from behind like a shadow, and the three styles of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife were fired in one go, and the sword light rushed into the sky, and the momentum was so strong that Du Ye Zhenren only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

If you talk about the realm alone, his cultivation is above Ji Chengqing. But Ji Chengche not only has the Xuanshuang Dragon Body and Spiritual Martial Arts, but also has the help of the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword, plus the help of Xuanshuang, which is no less than the Tianyuan Aurora Realm, unless Du Ye gives birth to three heads and six arms, he can only be beaten.

Du Ye is really ashamed and anxious, where is there any Taoist nature that is free and the sword heart is clear, and he is a true person who is a true person who is a true person of the Du Zi generation, but he was actually beaten by Ji Chengche and Lin Yin, two children, who lost his armor and fell into tears, how can he see people in his life?

His miscellaneous thoughts and moves were even more scattered, and Ji Cheng saw the opportunity to take advantage of the void, and with a "Zhenhai-style" leg kick, he hit Du Yezhen's lower abdomen with a "bang".

Du Ye Zhenren's body flew out upside down like a bundle of firewood, his stomach hurt like squeeze and blood scattered, his face was as pale as gold and fell to the ground, and he had lost the ability to fight again.

Ji Chengche stepped forward and wanted to capture Du Ye's true life alive, so as to keep it as ironclad evidence for questioning crimes in the future.

At the moment when his palm fell and he was about to seal the meridians of Ye Zhenren, he suddenly heard a voice above his head roaring like thunder and shouted: "Eat Lao Tzu's punch!"

"Woo-" The wind swept through the mountains and seas, and a huge fist smashed down like a sledgehammer.

Ji Qing's eyes swept away, and he saw a middle-aged man who was too tall and covered with red hair and looked like a savage swooping down, like a mountain pressing down on him.

This man's upper body is ****, with only a robe around his waist to cover his shame, his body is extremely smelly, and he has not taken a bath for many days, and his unkempt red hair is covered with dirt, which is disgusting.

Ji Chengche was taken aback, remembering a famous murderer in the Metaverse who had disappeared for many years, and blurted out: "Red wolf!"

You must know that the red wolf is not his real name, but the nickname of this middle-aged man. He was originally a member of the Xiliang Wolf Clan, and he was known as the Eight Murderers of the Metaverse along with Demon Night, Dragon Slayer, Bu Cangsangsan and others, and he was fierce and unscrupulous, but he disappeared for more than 20 years for some reason, but he had been hiding in the White Water Temple.

Seeing that the red wolf punched him, Ji Chengche had to retreat to avoid it, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword slashed the opponent's wrist obliquely.

The red wolf recognized the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, although he was known for his fierceness in the Metaverse, but he didn't dare to hit it directly, the iron fist twisted and avoided it, and the left fist swirled around.

Ji Cheng's heart sank and said, "Such a fast fist, it is no less than Lin Yin's sword speed!"

He was not chaotic in the face of danger, and his left arm shook and he used the folding willow style to overcome the rigidity with softness, and took a belt on the fist of the broken army and the wolf, intending to use his strength to turn his offensive into invisible.

Who knew that the red wolf's fist was extremely strong, and Ji Cheng's left hand was wrapped around it, but it couldn't be pulled.

At the last moment, he spewed out a mouthful of Xuanfrost Dragon Breath, like a thunderbolt hitting the left fist of the red wolf.

"Bang!" the red wolf's fist shook, and a dazzling fire splashed on his fist, and a thin layer of frost rose from the faint cold air.

Ji Chengche took advantage of the situation to retreat out of the enveloping range of the Broken Army Heavenly Wolf Fist, and then he felt depressed in his chest, as if he had been crushed by a grinding plate, and couldn't help but be surprised: "This person's cultivation has actually broken through the realm of the Great Sun, and it is not much better than the Tianbo real person!"

The red wolf was also stunned, looking at the sneering fist with a fierce light in his eyes, and said with a cruel smile: "The kid is a little interesting, no wonder this group of miscellaneous hairs wants to release Lao Tzu from prison." Speaking of which, I have to thank you, and I will try to be as gentle as possible when I eat you later. (83 Chinese Net.)