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Ji Longfeng is aggressive by nature, before he met Gao Jie, he went around challenging famous masters in the martial arts, and injuries in fights were commonplace, and the gunshot wound on his waist and ribs did not defeat him, but made him fierce. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He now understands that now he is not fighting, but desperately, and there must not be any woman's kindness on the battlefield, otherwise his life will not be guaranteed. I saw that his mouth was screaming, his eyes were red, and a silver spear was elusive and ruthless, and he killed the Jurchen soldiers again.

As soon as he penetrated his chest, he picked up a Jurchen archer, and was about to rush towards another sword and shield soldier, Ji Longfeng felt that the back of his neck was tight, and he was carried and thrown behind his companions, and just wanted to open his mouth to scold his mother, but he heard Luo Sigong shout: "Stop the injury first, save your life and come again, what's the hurry?!"

It turned out that Luo Sigong couldn't make a move, and when he saw that Ji Longfeng was injured, he was already annoyed, and when he saw this guy's waist and ribs bleeding but still fighting to the death, he was even more angry and funny, and he went up and threw him behind to protect him.

Ji Longfeng was unruly, not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was respectful and fearful of Luo Sigong, he didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, and quickly took out the pills that Gao Jie gave him, and applied them orally, his hands and feet were sharp, which was not worse than his skill in dancing the gun, and then he rushed to the front of the team with a roar, fighting with a gun, for fear that he would suffer a lot if he delayed for such a moment.

Luo Sigong saw that Luo Yangxing, Xiong Zhaoqi and Ji Longfeng experienced a life-and-death struggle for the first time, and quickly adapted to the dangerous and treacherous changes on the battlefield.

With the addition of Luo Sigong and his entourage, although the Jurchen side has an advantage in numbers, the front yard of the temple is different from the field after all, and the field is not wide enough to be suitable for many soldiers to charge in formation, but it is a place where people in the martial arts can fully display their individual combat ability, so they gradually began to fall behind, and the road to the Guandi Palace was opened.

Luo Sigong observed for a long time, and did not know where the Grand Lama of Sha'er and his party were, after a little thought, and was about to lead people to rush to the backyard, he heard a shout of killing, and more than 20 evil men in red shaman robes rushed in from outside the temple.

Seeing that his belly and back were being attacked by the enemy, Luo Sigong frowned, let out a clear whistle, stepped on the lotus, and his body was like a whirlwind, and instantly blocked in front of this group of Zoroastrian shamans, and the No. 1 embroidered spring knife in his hand drew a horizontal arc, and the shaman at the head seemed to see a bright sword light like a crescent moon sweeping his waist, bright and beautiful, cold and killing, they were still intoxicated with the amazement of this knife, and their consciousness was taken away by the sword light. With a knife in his hand, Luo Sigong cut the three shaman masters in half, startling the dozen or so Zoroastrian disciples behind him to stop in shock, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

At this moment, I heard a piercing voice from behind them: "Will the commander of the dignified Ming Jinyi Guard only bully my disciples?"

Luo Sigong put away his sword and stood indifferently, and saw a thin old man about seventy years old, dressed in a bright red shaman robe, holding a swarthy longbow, and carrying a pot of arrows that were also black on his back. Luo Sigong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled lightly: "This is a battlefield fight, not a competition, how can you bully the juniors!

Wumai's face was gloomy, he looked down at the three disciples who were lying on the ground, his eyes flashed, and he didn't answer, he stretched out his hand and pulled out an arrow from his back, stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, and in an instant, the arrow became red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace, and in his cold snort, the red light flashed and flew out.

This arrow was not aimed at Luo Sigong, but was about to pass by him, but the target was a brocade-clothed guard who was fighting fiercely with his back. After listening to Luo Sigong's words, he was angry at the moment, so he wanted to use his way to control his people, and kill one of the opponent's subordinates to vent his evil anger.

What a character Luo Sigong is, he knew his intentions from the moment he shot out of the arrow, the embroidered spring knife turned out a pool of clear light in his hand, and came out of his hand, and the last hair came first, and suddenly surrounded the fiery red arrow, Tang Langlang In a burst of gold and iron sound, the rocket broke into a piece and scattered on the ground, and the fiery red and scorching arrow burned a few black scorch marks on the ground to tamp the loess. The flying knife intercepted the rocket, Luo Sigong's upper body did not move, but his feet were like flowing clouds and water, and he took back the embroidered spring knife that was still spinning endlessly.

At this moment, several parts of the blade of the embroidered spring knife began to glow red and hot, and quickly spread, obviously the rocket was splitting and transmitting the heavenly fire contained in it. Luo Sigong's face remained unchanged, and a true qi from his mouth sprayed towards the blade, and he saw that the scorching red light that was spreading rapidly paused, and then began to recede like a tide, disappearing in an instant.

Wumai ** Master's heart froze, he didn't expect Luo Sigong to be able to force his Heavenly Fire Technique back with a breath of true qi, his face became more and more gloomy, he reached out to his back again, pinched three arrows at a time, and put them on top of the iron bow to prepare to fire. His bow and arrows were made of fine iron, which looked inconspicuous in black and swarthy, but it was very suitable for the performance of the Fire God Technique, which could ensure the smooth transmission of heavenly fire.

Luo Sigong has rich experience, seeing that he is ready to fire three arrows at once, how can he let him succeed, shouted, a big wrong step, and immediately approached Wumai, the internal force was running, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand flashed red inches of light, and slashed towards his bow and arrow.

The bow is suitable for long-range attacks, and Luo Sigong naturally knows it, so he immediately closes the distance between him and Wumai, so as to lose his advantage and give full play to his melee power.

The arrows of Wumai ** Division had just been placed on the bow, and he saw that Luo Sigong had already deceived him to the front, and he had no time to shoot out the three rockets. After all, he is also a top master, and he is not chaotic in the face of danger, the fire god technique penetrates through his arms, and the iron bow instantly becomes red like a soldering iron, and he raises the bow and goes towards Luo Sigong's embroidered spring knife.

When there was a loud bang, the embroidered spring knife slashed on the fiery iron bow, and the red stars shot out, and this iron bow made of fine iron was actually split by the No. 1 embroidered spring knife, and a deep knife edge appeared, almost broken.

The embroidered spring knife is a special standard weapon for Jinyiwei, the steel quality is excellent, the more high-ranking people, the purer the material of the embroidered spring knife received, and the casting of several layers of procedures, in addition to iron, it is also mixed with other metals, and the blade is extremely sharp. What Luo Sigong had in his hand was the only No. 1 embroidered spring knife, and its sharpness was much stronger than the three handles captured by Gao Jie, which could be called a divine weapon comparable to that of the cadre Mo Xie.

The iron bow in the hands of the Wumai ** master, although it is also made of fine iron, and the bow body is not slender, strong and extremely tough, and the ordinary sword is chopped, and there is almost no trace on the bow body, but it is possible to knock the sword out of the gap. Wumai ** division is nearly seventy years old, but has been staying in Liaodong, rarely goes to the Central Plains, although I have heard of the prestige of the embroidered spring knife, but I have not seen it with my own eyes, I think that there are many false rumors, and I have never taken it to heart, so I dare to take Luo Sigong's vigorous chopping, who knows that under a fight, even if I suffer a big loss. What made him even more depressed was that for some reason, this time Luo Sigong's embroidered spring knife collided with his iron bow, but it was not affected by the Fire God Technique like Shicai, except for the slight dimming of the red light shrouded in the blade, there was almost no change.

It turned out that Luo Sigong had only seen the power of Wumai's ** Heavenly Fire Technique, and it took a breath of true qi to prevent the spread of Heavenly Fire on the knife body, this time he performed the Burning Sun Gong, and the knife body was covered with a red light in advance, scorching and fierce, overcoming heat with heat, when it was connected with the fiery iron bow, the Burning Yang Gong isolated the power of the Heavenly Fire, and could not invade the blade at all.

Wumai's ** division has deep internal strength, but after all, it does not have the Chongshan Jin Gong method of the ** division of Drag's first division to win with strength, and he was vigorously slashed by Luo Sigong, his arm was sore, and he took a few steps backwards before he stood on his feet. He looked at the iron bow in his hand that was almost broken in two, shocked and angry, the heavenly fire penetrated with all his strength, turning the iron bow into a ball of molten slurry, desperately consuming a huge amount of internal force, not caring if it would hurt his own people, he was about to perform the stunt "Tears of the Fire God" at the moment.

At this time, a black shadow swept to his side and whispered: "Wumai, don't you arrange to have a backhand?

Master Wumai was stunned when he heard this, and when he came back from his state of being out of control, he turned his head and said, "Drage, I have my own measure, why do you need to remind me?!"

The person who came was none other than Master Drag, who had just been rude to Venerable Zongqing in the backyard, so he stopped fighting and turned around and came to the front yard. In the battle between Shicai Wumai ** Shi and Luo Sigong, he looked at it all in the dark, and saw that this opponent, who was the same national teacher as himself, also suffered a loss, and his psychology was slightly balanced. At the same time, he also clearly knew that with Luo Sigong and Zong Qing Venerable two supreme masters leading the team, it would be difficult to have absolute certainty of victory, so Fang reminded Wu Mai when he was about to make a big move.

When he heard Wumai say this, he knew that this old boy couldn't pull it off, and he didn't say anything, but he just laughed and said, "It's good that you know, let's hurry up and act according to the plan!"

Master Wumai snorted, ignored him, and immediately led his disciples to join forces with the Jurchen soldiers, and surrounded Luo Sigong and the others again.

Now, more than 200 Jurchen soldiers in the front yard have suffered dozens of casualties, although more than a dozen Mongolian warriors have been basically killed, and the green-robed Lunatic shaman has almost been cleaned up, but the rest are all good at martial arts, and they can't be stopped. Fortunately, Umai and Dragh arrived with reinforcements, and more than 100 soldiers were reinforced in the backyard, which immediately stabilized the situation.

Seeing that the enemy was killing more and more, Luo Yangxing raised his voice and said to his father: "Dad, being surrounded like this, being attacked on all sides, the situation is very unfavorable, let's rush into this hall first, and then find a way!"

Luo Sigong looked at the Guan Emperor Hall not far away, thought for a while, and then said loudly: "Everyone come with me and enter the main hall!"

Ji Longfeng and the others responded with a bang, and rushed towards the gate of the Guandi Palace after Luo Sigong.

Most of the soldiers guarding the gate of the Guandi Palace have already been cleared, and at this moment, many martial arts masters rushed with strength, where could the rest of the people resist, and in an instant, they were cut like mantis arms and vegetables.

Luo Sigong in the end, escorted everyone into the hall one by one, and was about to turn in, suddenly saw an old monk from the eaves of the Guan Emperor Palace descended from the sky, fell beside him, with his landing, from the eaves of the palace also fell four or five Jurchen archers, knocked down several sword and shield soldiers at the door, lying on the ground wailing.

Luo Sigong said happily: "Master Zongqing, it's okay if you're fine!

Zong Qing smiled and said, "Amitabha, the old man is fine! Let's talk about other things when we go in!"

Luo Sigong nodded, and retreated into the Guan Emperor Hall with Venerable Zongqing, Luo Yang and Wang Rui, two strong men, viciously guarded the palace gate, and after blasting away a few Jurchen soldiers who tried to rush in, they finally closed the heavy hall door.

Luo Sigong saw that all the doors and windows were arranged by Luo Yangxing, and there were people guarding them, and the Jurchens couldn't attack for a while, so he pulled Venerable Zongqing to the statue of Emperor Guan, and asked about the situation of the Great Lama of Sha'er while visiting.

The two were communicating when they suddenly heard the harsh sound of metal grinding around the main hall, and they didn't know what was going on.