Chapter 107: Death Battle (Part II)
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the fragrance of peony flowers just now could actually blend with our blood, and it also lifted the Gu poison in the body. Ghost Dance hurriedly came to Cao Haotian's side, and his shriveled right hand grabbed Cao Haotian's right shoulder tightly and lifted him up.
"Let go of my Uncle Cao" Murong Tu saw this situation, and jumped down, approaching the ghost dance in the middle of the hall of Tianxianglou. Unexpectedly, Ghost Dance flicked her away with a flick of her left sleeve. The red-red robe waiter on the tower saw that the lord of the second floor and Miss Murong were actually suppressed by this old man, and everyone joined the battle formation one after another, and the long sword wind poured down from the upper floor.
The heads of the various factions and the disciples behind them saw that Tianxianglou was almost out of the nest, and in order to maintain the consistent position of the eight factions, they were also eager to try. "I didn't expect this old man to be like a dead man just now, and after being healed by the sea of peony flowers, he had such profound skills. Ye Lin looked at the Ghost Dance to deal with the many swordsmen in Tianxiang Tower, and sighed.
"Yes, since the battle of that year, I have heard that Tianxianglou has been recruiting famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes. Liu Tianjiang looked at a sword light that rushed down from the second floor and exclaimed, "Reverse water sword cold?"
"Uncle Liu, what is the sword cold against the water?" Ye Lin looked at Liu Tianjiang's gaze, only to see a sword light coming down from the sky like water piercing through stones, but everyone in the hall couldn't feel the slightest chill of the sword blade.
"Who are you?" Ghost Dance saw six red-shirted swordsmen in extraordinary clothes flash behind Murong Rabbit, and a man and a woman in the middle helped Murong Rabbit who was about to fall to the ground. He felt the power of the extremely strong sword blade, enveloping him and Cao Haotian alive. At this point, Onimai's right hand began to slowly lose consciousness.
Wang Chengde, Qing Xuzi, and Yun Mo took the lead, not only did they want to save Murong Rabbit, but more importantly, Cao Haotian was still in the hands of Ghost Dance at the moment, and the rest of the many disciples were also about to help. But suddenly, six mysterious swordsmen rushed down from the height of Tianxiang Tower, everyone was unexpected, stopped the attack in their hands, and even the Jingwu Wei behind Tang Yuan was suppressed by the sword power of these six red-red robed swordsmen, and they had no power to fight back.
"Miss, are you alright? The two long-haired swordsmen in the middle held Murong Rabbit and asked with concern.
Murong Tu returned to the banquet next to the wooden corridor with the support of Xianger and Lianxin, she looked at the two long-haired swordsmen who followed closely, and asked suspiciously, "The two are..."
The two shook their heads and said with a wry smile, "The eldest lady forgot about us, I am Yun Zhongke, she is Yun Junxi" The slender right fingers of the female swordsman swept lightly in front of Murong Tu's eyes. "Miss Rabbit doesn't remember us?"
"Don't embarrass the eldest lady" The red-robed man who hit the ghost dance head-on was burly, the long sword in his hand was like water and ice, and there was no cold light under the blade. The entire sword flashed from his right robe, merging with the entire hall. "Come and save Cao Er. ”
"Who are you?" Seeing that the four people in front of him completely ignored his meaning, the anger in his heart ignited again. He threw Cao Haotian to the ground violently with his right hand, and the ten fingers of his hands intersected, and a gust of wind and energy slowly emanated from between his fingers, rushing towards the four swordsmen in front of him.
"We are on the Purple Spirit Pavilion, but we heard that you are the Tang clan of the Tang Family Fort in his mouth, but we didn't expect it to make the Southern Xinjiang Poison King's technique?" The four fat swordsmen on the far left looked at the internal energy that slowly emanated from Ghost Dance's hand, and sneered, "Do you think that using your own internal strength to remove the color of the poisonous mist itself and make it a colorless, tasteless, and formless thing will make us tricked?"
"Purple Spirit Pavilion, responsible for guarding the seventh floor of the Tianxiang Building, where the previous owners of the building were refining and cultivating secret medicines and cultivation in the Canglong Pavilion?" Tang Yuan saw that the ghost dance was suppressed by these four swordsmen who suddenly appeared, so he stepped forward to help, but he couldn't exert any strength at all, his body was completely locked by one sword qi after another, and his feet didn't obey.
"They turned out to be Murong Jue's backhand!" Cao Haotian, who was lying on the ground, supported the floor with his right hand, and secretly exclaimed, fortunately he was not exposed, otherwise he would not have been able to escape the six people in front of him. He turned his head and looked at the man and woman next to Murong Tu, at this time he looked displeased, thinking that by abducting Murong Jue, he could control Tianxiang Tower, so as to master the entire martial arts, but he didn't expect that it would...
Before Oni Dance could unleash the voodoo between his fingers, he was noticed by his opponent, which forced him to think carefully. At this moment, if you want to attack yourself, you have no chance of winning, and if you put things together, maybe there is still a chance to win. "I was rude just now, and I apologize to everyone in Tianxianglou", before the words fell, he bowed deeply with all his strength.
The fat swordsman saw that Ghost Dance could actually control his own body under the power of the sword blades of the four of them, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he glanced at the people of the surrounding factions, the elite martial guards of the Fu Wang's Mansion, and the people of the Swordless Villa on the wooden corridor, and laughed roughly, "If Lu is not mistaken, today should be a big day for the eight factions to meet the martial arts." I don't know..."
"That's right, it was supposed to be the day when our Tianxianglou and the Eight Sects would be martial, how could they start with our eldest lady. Yun Junxi saw that Murong Rabbit in front of her was not harmed, but she was still angry in her heart, she wore a red shirt and the wind flashed, floating in front of Ghost Dance.
Shocked Ghost Dance's eyes were stunned, with the strength of most of his life, he could only bend his body slightly under the power of these four sword blades, and the young woman in red in front of him was in her early thirties, and she had such a skill, and she could easily pass through the power of the sword blade. Ghost Dance looked at Yun Junxi, whose eyes were full of anger, and said softly, "It was a misunderstanding just now. ”
"Misunderstanding?" Cao Haotian, who was lying on the ground, sneered, "You are a martial arts scum of the barbarian king of southern Xinjiang, and you have ordered the world to steal the world at night and make trouble for our Tianxianglou, dare you say that it is a misunderstanding?"
"The world's order?" The six red-clothed swordsmen turned their eyes on Cao Haotian at the same time, and even Ye Lin, Liu Tianjiang, and the breeze behind him on the wooden corridor were not a little surprised.
Cao Haotian originally wanted to further increase the hatred between Ghost Dance and Tianxianglou, so as to provoke these six swordsmen to kill them and solve this problem for himself, but he never thought that he would leak his mouth and mention the matter ordered by the world.
"How can the order of the world be in your Tianxiang Building?" Liu Tianjiang looked at Cao Haotian under the power of the sword blade, and wondered.
"What are you talking about, but the word of mouth in the martial arts is the order of the world?" The fat swordsman squatted down, his face sank, and his eyes stared at Cao Haotian.
"The world's order?" Ghost Dance coughed dryly, looking at the red-shirted young woman in front of her, her appearance was excellent, "What's the use of the old man asking for that thing?
"Then what are you doing at night in Tianxiang Tower?"
"You have discovered this?" Ghost Dance said with a dry smile, "I just wanted to visit Lord Murong Lou that night, and I heard from Tianxianglou and the disciples of the Eight Sects that he was in retreat in Canglong Pavilion. ”
"Nonsense! Our landlord is not in Canglong Pavilion at all. The fat swordsman who was squatting on the ground heard Ghost Dance say that he wanted to visit the owner of the Murong Mansion at night, and replied to him sharply with his head sideways. Hearing the fat swordsman say this, everyone's faces were shocked, and the heads of the various factions looked at Cao Haotian and the fat swordsman.
"Amitabha, this... Is this true?" Abbot Fang Yan shouted a Buddha horn and took the lead in asking.
"Below, the cloud sword, Lu Taiji. Seeing that it was the Shaolin abbot who asked, the fat swordsman stood up and returned, "Of course, the six of us have been guarding the Canglong Pavilion, and we only saw this thief one night a month ago. He pointed to Ghost Dance with his right hand.