Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The Taoist is wrong, if you rob my disciple and then release him, how can you get revenge?" Mei Xuanhe injured the head of this family, Qiao Qinghe robbed my family, although you and I have no selfish grudges, today's predecessors can't leave." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 With a wave of his big hand, the four of them immediately drew their swords, Weng Junhe slowly raised his cane, and laughed: "Senior brother, this kid is really here." ”

Everyone was shocked, and at the same time looked inside the South Heavenly Gate, but saw two tall figures flashing in, it was the Heavenly Demon Mei Xuanhe and the Demon Qiao Qinghe.

Xiao Han shouted sharply, "Brothers, retreat." The disciples of the three sects hurriedly retreated behind the five people. Sima An protected the seven sons of Wudang behind him, his eyes were worried, and he was very uneasy. Bai Haoming suddenly handed over a hat and said, "Grandpa, don't be afraid if you put this on." Sima An took it and put it on, and said in a low voice: "You follow me, don't talk much." The seven sons shrunk together and pressed close to him.

Heavenly Demon Mei Xuanhe, Earth Demon Weng Junhe, and Ghost Qiao Qinghe gathered, Xiao Han knew that it was a big trouble, and it was troublesome enough to deal with Mei Xuanhe by himself, Yi Jueyuan, Wang Junkuo and others were not opponents of Earth Demons and Demons at all, not to mention the rest of the disciples, if it really fought, it would be another Shaolin battle, and it would definitely be a heavy number of casualties.

The four of them surrounded Weng Junhe, and Jueyuan said in a deep voice: "Let's take down this old way first." The four of them nodded at the same time, shouted lightly, and at the same time took out their swords, striking Weng Junhe in the upper, middle and lower three ways.

Weng Junhe laughed, the iron crutch in his hand was horizontal, and suddenly rose from the ground, and the iron crutch made a turn in the air, hitting the top of Duan Xiliu's head with a strong wind. Wang Junkuo and Jueyuan intersected with their swords, and they held the iron crutch when they landed. Chai Xinyue's sword stabbed him directly in the calf, Duan Xiliu lowered his head to dodge, and the nine swords of Tianshan suddenly stabbed upwards and slashed towards Weng Junhe's lower abdomen.

Weng Junhe sneered, his body turned weirdly, and he was able to dodge the sword moves of the two, and the iron crutch stabbed Wang Junkuo's chest like a sword, and his left palm went straight to Jueyuan's bald head. As soon as Wang Junkuo's sword was raised, the iron crutch had flashed, and he didn't have time to change his move in a hurry, and immediately rolled to the ground, Rao was like this, and the tip of the crutch had already cut through the robe on his chest.

Jueyuan didn't dare to touch it, and on the side of his body, the sword lost his head, but it happened to meet Weng Junhe's left palm. Xiao Han only heard a soft "pop", and the sword in Jueyuan's hand was broken in two, and Weng Junhe's left palm followed and slapped him in the chest. Jueyuan snorted, took a few steps back, and immediately a Shaolin disciple rushed up to support him.

Jueyuan felt a sweet throat, blood and qi surged, and hurriedly pressed it hard, his face was like gold paper, his eyes breathed fire, and he said softly: "Shaolin disciple." ”

The Shaolin disciple shouted loudly and rushed forward with a stick raised. Mei Xuanhe and Qiao Qinghe sneered: "Do you bully more with less?" With a wave of his big sleeves, a group of black-robed Taoist priests rushed down from the Nantian Gate, there were forty or fifty people.

Xiao Han was so frightened that his soul was scattered, he never thought that there were so many people in the Heavenly Demon Church, and it was too late to retreat at this time, so he immediately said sharply: "Brother Emei Tianshan." The disciples of the two factions agreed in unison, and the mountain road trembled slightly, and they rushed forward with both swords brandished.

Weng Junhe defeated Wang Junkuo with one move, injured Jueyuan, and immediately kicked Duan Xiliu and Chai Xinyue with both feet. The martial arts of the two were far inferior, and they were forced to retreat again and again by him. Wang Junkuo got up from the ground, the pockmarks on his face turned red, and he rushed up again with a strange scream. The three of them circled around Weng Junhe, but they didn't dare to make a move easily.

Jianghu fighting is not a street hooligan fight, strength comes first. Now they are facing the three major demons of the Heavenly Demon Sect, just like a seven or eight-year-old child who is learning martial arts competes with a twenty-seven or eight-year-old young man, it is not a grade at all.

Sima An is a new force, but he has to protect the seven sons of Wudang, and as soon as he hears the Heavenly Demon Sect, he will lose his courage, and his combat power will be greatly reduced, so he will not necessarily fight the Three Demons. Xiao Han himself didn't dare to go up to besiege Weng Junhe, his eyes kept staring at Mei Xuanhe and Qiao Qinghe, not knowing what their intentions were to ambush him here, and even dispatch a large team of people.

Looking at the situation, these people have long been ambushed here waiting for themselves to take the bait, which can only show two points, either there are traitors in their own team, or there are traitors in the three sects, otherwise their plans of action will not be well known to the enemy.

At this time, the narrow mountain road was already in chaos, and the disciples of the three sects fought against the black-robed Taoist priest, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Wang Junkuo, Duan Xiliu, and Chai Xinyue besieged Weng Junhe, the three of them were left and right, and the dangers came out one after another, Duan Xiliu was not careful, and was slapped in the chest by Weng Junhe with a palm, and when he vomited blood, he was snatched by two disciples of the Tianshan Sect. Only Chai Xinyue and Wang Junkuo were left in the field, Weng Junhe laughed, and the iron crutch slammed into Wang Junkuo's head. Chai Xinyue hurriedly swung his sword to rescue, Wang Junkuo flashed sideways, who knew that this move was a false move, Weng Junhe smashed the sword in Chai Xinyue's hand with a "dang" sound, and his left heel flew up, hitting Wang Junkuo's lower abdomen.

Wang Junkuo screamed "Ahh Chai Xinyue's eyes were terrified, and she just wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. Weng Junhe grabbed it with his left hand, grabbed her left arm, followed the iron crutch a little, and then clicked on the six big points in her body, and with a slight kick of her left heel, Chai Xinyue fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiao Han couldn't help at this time, Mei Xuanhe and Qiao Qinghe had sandwiched him between left and right. The two of them were unhurried and did not move, but just looked at him with playful eyes.

Xiao Han had a flash of inspiration in his mind, knowing that he had made a big mistake, he caught the little ghost Lou Yutong last night, and he shouldn't have let her go because of Duan Xiliu's plea, it must be her who went back to tell Mei Xuanhe that they would set up an ambush here. Ahh

Xiao Han couldn't wait to smoke himself to death, seeing that the four people were injured and fell to the ground one after another, Chai Xinyue was even captured alive, Xiao Han's eyes were split, this time he was really planted.

Xiao Han took out his sword, and said to Mei Xuanhe with a fierce look in his eyes: "Don't die today, let's shoot." Mei Xuanhe laughed, Qiao Qinghe also laughed, and the two hummed at the same time: "Ignorant boy, I don't know whether to live or die." Mei Xuanhe gave a look, and Qiao Qinghe suddenly flew up like a big bird, and the Heavenly Demon Sword in his hand was full of black energy, stabbing Xiao Han in the chest.

At this time, the disciples of the three sects were already defeated by the black-robed Taoist priest, and they retreated with their respective leaders, and Jueyuan hissed: "Senior Brother Xiao, it is important to save people. Duan Xiliu was seriously injured, the corners of his mouth kept oozing blood downward, his eyes widened, staring at Chai Xinyue who fell to the ground, and kept signaling to Xiao Han to save people.

Wang Junkuo covered his lower abdomen, the muscles on his face trembled, and he couldn't speak, just kept shaking his head. Sima An shouted from behind: "Master Xiao, the enemy is strong, let's withdraw." Shaolin sent two stick monks over and said in a loud voice: "Master Xiao is retreating, let's break the back." ”

Xiao Han turned around, dodged Qiao Qinghe's sword move, and said sharply: "Two junior brothers, protect a few junior brothers to withdraw first, and I will break the back." Seeing the fierce light in his eyes, the two did not dare to disobey, so they immediately nodded and agreed, and organized the Shaolin stick monk to desperately resist the black-robed Taoist.

Not to be outdone, the disciples of the Tianshan Sect and the Emei Sect left a few people to take care of the three leaders, and followed in a hurry, shouting and killing that shook the heavens and the earth. The disciples of the three sects knew that they had fallen into the trap of the enemy, and only by working hard could they have a way to live, the Shaolin stick formation, the Emei and Tianshan sword formations were formed one after another, these formations were the essence of the three factions, and the disadvantage of fighting alone was immediately reversed, and the offensive of the black-robed Taoist priest was immediately slowed down.

Weng Junhe handed Chai Xinyue over to the two black-robed Taoist priests, and jumped over with an iron crutch, and the three brothers surrounded Xiao Han in the center, just like the original Chai Xinyue and the four besieged Weng Junhe.

The tourists on and off the mountain had already escaped, and the disciples of the three factions first formed a formation to force back the black-robed Taoist priest, and then hit the head with the Shaolin stick array, and the Emei sword array and the Tianshan sword array took the time to strangle, and the situation slowly reversed. The disciples of the three factions are better trained in ordinary times, and the power of the sword formation is much stronger than that of the black-robed Taoist priests, and the four black-robed Taoist priests in front of them were careless, and they were first knocked to the ground by the stick array, and the Emei sword formation rushed up, stabbing the four of them like hedgehogs.

The Tianshan Sword Formation was even more ruthless, and dozens of disciples flashed past the Shaolin stick monk, and rushed into the black-robed Taoist Formation with an angry roar, and immediately changed their formation. The four of them formed a circle in the center, the sword in their hands was divided into two, and the group protected the upper and lower three roads, and the remaining disciples suddenly threw out several Bai Lian, which were wrapped around the four people, and the bodies of the four people suddenly began to rotate, driving the disciples on Bai Lian to be like trapeze.

The black-robed Taoist priests looked stupidly, a little dumbfounded, Mei Xuanhe saw that the situation was not good, and shouted loudly: "Tianshan Sword Formation, retreat quickly." Before the words fell, he saw the cold light of the swords in the right hands of the Tianshan Sect disciples in the air flickering, stabbing into the chest and throat of the black-robed Taoist priests around them.

The black-robed Taoist priests shouted, it was too late to retreat, and as the four disciples in the center quickly turned, the six Tianshan Sect disciples stabbed six Taoist priests at the same time. I only heard screams again and again, blood rained, and corpses fell to the ground. The remaining black-robed Taoist priests were shocked and immediately retreated. Shaolin disciples and Emei disciples would let them go, and immediately rushed forward with shouts, and the black-robed Taoist priest was defeated and retreated, and he was about to be beaten back to the Nantian Gate.

Weng Junhe and Qiao Qinghe immediately let Xiao Han go and rushed over, Xiao Han was shocked and immediately shouted, "Brothers, retreat." "Although the disciples of the three sects turned defeat into victory, the losses were also heavy, in less than half an hour, more than a dozen disciples had been killed, and seven or eight people were injured.

Hearing Xiao Han's order, everyone stopped chasing the black-robed Taoist priest and immediately retreated. Weng Junhe and Qiao Qinghe were willing to let them go and chased after them. After the Emei sect disciples were in charge of the break, they immediately rushed up seven or eight people to form a sword formation, tightly protecting the Shaolin disciples and Tianshan disciples and slowly retreating.

Weng Junhe smiled and said to Qiao Qinghe: "You and I are four of us, see who results in them first." Qiao Qinghe hesitated a little, and said with a dry smile: "Emei Sword Formation, it's a little difficult." Weng Junhe sneered, flew into the air, and the iron crutch in his hand slammed straight over the heads of the two Emei disciples in the lead.

(To be continued.) )