Chapter 107 Counting and Demolishing Troops

"Lord An, my subordinates understand!" Before An Taiyou finished speaking, a guard already understood, and immediately assigned a dozen people to come to An Taiyou, with a firm expression: "Please also ask Lord An to use magic to transform my brothers into Liu Yi and Wei Xiaoan." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No, the two of them are brothers, if they want to go, they can't go together, let's come!" said the four of them.

"You two will never go......," and several more people floated out of the queue at this time.

Several waves of people surrounded An Taiyou, begging to go down to rescue, An Taiyou knew that this was a lot of bad luck, and it was very difficult, but he didn't know that a cloud of white clouds, pulling a long tail, swooped down from the crowd behind him, and everyone looked at it and exclaimed.

"It's Mr. An, they. ”

"Ann-sama ......"

An Gongzi named An Jinglu, is the son of An Taishan, is preparing for marriage recently, the great joy is coming, An Taiyou did not want to take him with him, but the blood and strength of An Jinglu, disguised in the guard, at this time to see the left and right scrambling to go down to save people, the father hesitated, then beckoned to accompany him, the first to go, with him are all An Taiyou's year-old friends, all of them are strong mana, magic is easy to use, no problem, while going down, while casting spells, An Jinglu is divided into two, transformed into Liu Yi and Wei Xiao'an, so that Liu, Wei and the others, as long as one of them does not die, An Jinglu can save his life, but he will definitely suffer a great loss of vitality, and at least decades of cultivation will come to naught, and it will be difficult to regain his vitality after a hundred years. An Taiyou knew the stakes well, but he couldn't stop it at all, and when he saw his son rushing into the magic world, he sighed: "This is fate." It's not easy. ”

Liu and Wei, who were transformed by An Jinglu, were detained by the guards and floated to the miserable slaughter field, and an old guard urged the internal force and shouted: "Thief Wei Chuan, stop, your daughter and son-in-law are in our hands, if you don't tie your hands and arrest them, don't blame me for being ruthless." The person followed the voice and came to Wei Chuan, hanging five zhang away.

Wei Chuan's eyes were like fire. The immortal sword is as red as blood. Under the alternation of lightning and darkness, he seemed crazy and manic, and seemed to have lost his concentration, seeing Liu Yi and Wei Xiaoan. The body shook. The red light of the immortal sword in his hand gradually faded. With his heart flickering rapidly.

Seeing this, the old guard knew that this trick had worked, but now he was outnumbered. However, the other party's divine power protects the body, the fairy sword is in hand, and he only has the courage of flesh and blood, and the disparity in power is huge, so he can only persuade to surrender, not coerce, so he said in a soothing tone: "I don't want to see Ling Ai and his virtuous son-in-law suffer, and I ask Your Excellency to come with us." ”

"Dad, help us. Wei Xiao'an cried at this time, delicate and pitiful, Wei Chuan's heart immediately softened, since Luanjiang, his daughter mourned like death, very indifferent to him, but he had nothing to do, he has been guilty, hoping that one day he can compensate for his daughter, today I saw my daughter crying and begging, both pity and comfort, the long sword in his hand, slowly fell, but when he heard the rolling thunder, he suddenly thought that his grandmother was suffering from unknown pain, hesitated, and did not dare to raise his eyes to look at his daughter.

"Dad, the child begs you to save Xiao An. Liu Yi suddenly pleaded, and Wei Chuan raised his head sharply when he heard this, his eyes revealing surprise. When Wei Chuan hesitated in the middle of the time, several old guards raised their throats, and then saw Wei Chuan's face showing joy, thinking that there was a turnaround, and secretly masturbated, but they didn't know that this was a self-defeating act by An Jinglu. Although Liu Yi was sincere to Wei Xiaoan, Wei Chuan obstructed it, so he broke off the relationship between master and apprentice, and it was already good to call the master, how could he change his name to be called father, besides, he did not marry Wei Xiaoan as his wife, Liu Yi did not make such a big mistake.

Just when everyone felt that things had taken a turn for the better, they unexpectedly had a red eye, and they were attacked, and it was the "wind and rain", and more than a dozen guards who had just come from the sky fell into the water. Liu Yi and Wei Xiaoan only felt that the blood was like rain, pouring down their heads, their hearts were pounding, and they made a "pop", merged into one, and changed back to their original shape.

"Gongzi An!" The group of heroes behind him exclaimed, but for one night, the red light of Wei Chuan's immortal sword swept over the shoulder of An Jinglu, and immediately blood spilled into the sky, and his head rolled down, and he was bitten in the mouth by a silver shirt and submerged in the water.

At this time, everyone was fighting under the dark clouds, and An Taiyou, who was not outside the sunny sky, could not witness it, and did not know that his son had died under the sword of Wei Chuan, and he was still silently praying for God's blessing.

"Old horseman, what other tricks do you have, even if you use them. Wei Xiao'an was originally Wei Chuan's heart disease, An Taiyou had no choice but to use this treacherous trick, like beating people's weakness and revealing people's scars, Wei Chuan was not angry, so he looked up to the sky and roared, the murderous spirit was even better, no longer moving forward, but returning to the heroes, like a wolf into a flock of chickens, everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the lives were ruined, and hundreds of heroes were not spared. As the saying goes, the bloody battle, the more fierce the more fierce, within more than two hours, like a slaughter, so that he is full of blood, murderous like a demon, seeing the water in the silver shirt fighting for the head of the man, he rushed into the lake, hunted and killed the fish. Frightened, the fish hurriedly dived to the bottom and swam in all directions. Wei Chuan's murderous thoughts were burning with lust, and it was difficult to get rid of it, and with the death of the swordsman, a stream of true qi was transmitted into his body from immortality, which made him even more confused, and with a roar, he rose to the sky, wanting to rush out of the dark clouds and kill Elder Shi. However, the dark clouds are like a copper wall and an iron wall, a sword is slashed, such as a light breeze blowing the post, the moon reflects the river, there is no reaction, and there is a lightning bolt like a cold arrow, shooting out, so that he is in danger, only to stop and detour, when he flew away from the dark cloud cover, see the clouds of the people, immediately the sword rushed straight up, but suddenly the hand sank, the immortal sword seemed to collide with the solid stone, a layer of black yarn, then covered in front of him, quickly spread out, swirling left and right, the whole not sunny day, was sealed by this layer of purple glittering black yarn, a sword cut off, the fire splashed, through the thin black veil, but there was no damage。 Wei Chuan since his birth, dashing Quartet, not trapped in human hands, sealed in the gauze cover for a while, can't help but be anxious, a palm spit out, only to see a light and shadow, bright as silver snow, shaped like a palm, to the black yarn to collide, bigger and bigger, and the black yarn when touching, there are three or four zhang high, Wei Chuan suddenly frightened, silver palm and black yarn to pick each other, suddenly feel the world shock, the silver light in front of the eyes, followed by a strong wind, overwhelming the momentum of the mountains and seas, rushing to the face. In such a powerful wind, who can stand still, Wei Chuan shot out like a grain of flying sand and fell towards Guiyi Lake.

An Taiyou and the others, who were high above, saw Wei Chuan attacking the demon enchantment alone, and knew that An Jinglu was killed. An Taiyou roared angrily and swooped down, and more than 100 people behind him seemed to be ready to go, and in a flash, they had chased to An Taiyou's side and went hand in hand with him. When An Taiyou fell, the index fingers and thumbs of both hands pinched the purple-black small staff, chanted a spell in his mouth, and "stuck" sounded, and the staff was split into two sections, and a black light shot out from the broken mouth, like a black water waterfall in an instant, pouring towards the demon enchantment that was flickering with purple light and was about to disappear.

At this time, it is already the sun hanging on the west mountain, the glow is ten thousand ways, shooting into the gap, on the dark lake surface, reflecting a mountain-shaped light and shadow, sparkling scales, gorgeous and colorful.

One of the guards exclaimed: "Lord An, if the Demon Enchantment breaks through the gap, and the sky light shines in, it will attract the gods and demons of the small barren mountains." ”

An Taiyou did not explain, but ordered: "Before the moon hangs in the middle of the sky, Wei Chuan will be corrected." ”

The guards heard the coldness, took a deep breath, urged the mana, and rushed towards the gap, and had already concluded in their hearts that there was no return, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look back at the vast world, in order to say goodbye, but suddenly found that by the Guiyi River, a group of pedestrians, led by the swordsman, rushed to the unsunny day, and immediately told An Taiyou, "My lord, look, that must be a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect." (To be continued.) )