Jiuxiao and Long Qiyin went around to the back of the main hall and quietly observed the situation, the situation in the main hall was worse than expected. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The other guests took advantage of the chaos to flee, and all the disciples of the Linglong Pagoda gathered here, everyone was wearing fine iron armor, in addition to the dozens of elite assassins of the Linglong Tower, almost all the disciples of the Xuanjing Hall under the high platform were controlled, bowing their heads and kneeling on the ground, and the slightest movement would be immediately wiped out.

On the stone railing of the high platform, there are six identical women, all with a seven-story pagoda flower in the center of their eyebrows.

"Linglong Jade Shadow..."Long Qiyin whispered, "It is the doppelganger of Yue Linglong, the master of the Linglong Tower, there are forty-nine of them, and only six of them have come today, their strength is super strong, and it is extremely difficult to deal with." ”

The master and elder of the three gates escaped separately to deal with the enemies in the other corners of the Xuanjing Hall, leaving only the head of the Xuanjing Hall and the young master of the three doors on the high platform.

Xiao Youzhi asked slowly: "Linglong Pagoda has no conflict with my Xuanjing Hall, is it too rude today?"

"I hope that the head of the family can return to the Condensing Frost Palace, and hand over the young masters of the four gates to the palace master, the palace master will allow them to be prosperous and rich, you and I are all happy, and there is less slaughter, what does the head think?"

Yue Qi, the master of the Linglong Pagoda Incense, said the conditions with a smile.

"What if you don't return?"

"It must be surrendered. Yue Qi was confident, "Since the head of the sect doesn't cooperate, then don't blame us for bloodbathing the Xuanjing Hall." ”

Six Linglong Jade Shadows standing on the stone fence turned over and jumped down at the same time, and landed in front of Xiao Youzhi, each Linglong Jade Shadow had a pair of jasper claws in both hands, it seems that Linglong Jade Shadow has all practiced the mastery of Linglong Seven Star Tower, wrapped in jade claws, and the tips of the claws have barbs, the attack is fast and fierce, and the move is deadly.

Xiao Youzhi fought against four exquisite jade shadows with the strength of one person, which was comparable.

Xiao Yuxie, who was beside him, held a sword in both hands, and it was extremely difficult to resist.

"Brother Feng, why hasn't Brother Jiuxiao come back yet!We'll be trapped here!" Xiao Yuxi was violently pushed out by the Linglong Jade Shadow with a jade claw, and his body slammed into the stone railing, but he had to struggle to stand up and raise his sword to block the deadly spikes.

"Jiuxiao is afraid that he won't be able to stand up, hold on for a while, and soon the three disciples will come to support. Yun Weishang quickly blocked in front of Xiao Yuxie, the cloud sleeves were raised, and a long silk ribbon flew out of the cuffs, and the silk edge was inlaid with countless sharp knives, Yun Weishang jumped up, and his right hand immediately waved down, and the cloud sleeves inlaid with sharp knives were volleyed down, and the two exquisite jade shadows dodged to both sides when they saw the situation, and as soon as they stabilized their figures, the cloud sleeves of Yun Weishang's left hand flew sideways, and the two exquisite jade shadows had no way to escape, and were entangled by the cloud sleeves and thrown into the air, and were suddenly pulled down and fell to the ground fiercely.

The ethereal martial arts of Xuanjing Hall are ethereal through the cloud sleeves, entangled in the soul, overcome rigidity with softness, cover the sun and wear the clouds, and are capricious.

Yun Weishang frowned, the situation at this time was not what the Yun family wanted to see, Yun Weishang himself did not want to go toe-for-tat with Jiuxiao, but was just forced by the pressure of his family.

Murong Feng had already jumped off the high platform at this time, raised his palm and slapped at Yue Qi's face, Yue Qi was able to reflexively dodge away, and the sharp palm wind of his free palm wiped his face, and a strand of Yue Qi's hair was shaved off.

The disciples of the Linglong Pagoda surrounded Murong Feng with long knives, and in the face of dozens of opponents wearing fine armor, Murong Feng glanced at the surrounding situation, jumped up on tiptoe, and slapped a few palms on the fine armor tentatively, the fine armor was forged with the secret method of the Xuanji Pavilion, with Murong Feng's current cultivation, no matter how fierce the palm wind was, it could not penetrate.

The disciples of Xuanjing Hall who were kneeling in the audience began to fight back, but they were helpless against the hard fine armor, and they saw the disciples of Xuanjing Hall fall down one by one.

Rivers of blood, miasma of smoke, and chaos are shocking.

The Condensing Frost Palace and the Linglong Pagoda actually pointed the finger at the Xuanjing Hall at the same time, which was beyond Jiuxiao's expectations.

Long Qiyin looked at the corpses all over the ground, and his body trembled slightly.

Although she has been in the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals for a long time, she is still a delicate lady in her bones, and she pretends to be fierce on weekdays, and she instantly collapsed in front of the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain.

"It's more dangerous for you to stay here. Jiuxiao put his hands on Long Qiyin's shoulders, looked at Long Qiyin's eyes, and said seriously, "Follow me, they can't hurt you." ”

Long Qiyin nodded.

Jiuxiao rushed down the high wall of the main hall with the dragon seven sounds, approached the ground, jumped in the air, and landed under the high platform.

The blue blade blocked the long knife that was approaching Murong Feng, and the green sword slashed down, leaving a deep furrow on the fine armor.

Jiuxiao was shocked, and with a sword with all his strength, it couldn't penetrate the secret art essence armor of the Linglong Tower.

Long Qiyin stood behind Jiuxiao, and the dragon staff in his hand shook, and two golden dragons appeared on the ground again, swimming into Jiuxiao's body.

Jiuxiao drew his sword and stabbed out, and the blade suddenly penetrated into the seam of the fine armor, and the armor soldier screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Jiuxiao was safe and sound, Murong Feng relieved himself, "Thank God." ”

"Brother Feng, go and help them rest in the rain, I'll come here. ”

Jiuxiao pushed Murong Feng, and Murong Feng understood and climbed the high platform.

Jiuxiao raised the Seven Evil Swords and ordered to the Xuanjing Hall disciples around him: "I, Xuanjing Hall disciples, now that Xuanjing Hall is in danger, we must resist desperately, Shan Yi is solving our worries, if you want to live, pick up the sword, we must fight!"

"Shan Venerable Lord, Evil Wind Valley is back?"

"Great, our allies are back!"

Hearing Jiuxiao's summoning order, the disciples of the Xuanjing Hall were like having been reassured, and immediately shook up their spirits and raised the weapons in their hands.

The battle continued, and the scene became more and more fierce.

Most of the disciples of the Xuanjing Hall used swords, but in the face of the essence armor created by the Xuanji Pavilion with secret techniques, the sharp blades were unexpectedly helpless.

Jiuxiao is different, its own internal strength is extremely strong, today there is still the help of the dragon seven-tone dragon array, no matter how tough the fine armor is, it can't resist the thrust that Jiuxiao almost exerts all his strength.

Long Qiyin held the purple gold dragon staff and stood behind Jiuxiao, and the armor soldier in front of him held a blood-stained long knife and slashed down towards Long Qiyin.

Long Qiyin looked at the armor soldier in front of him, under the mask of fine iron, a pair of bloodshot, crazy and terrifying eyes.

Tears overflowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, Long Qiyin felt that he had never been so close to 'death', the pungent smell of blood spread out, and Long Qiyin's eyes suddenly became dark.

Jiuxiao turned around, blocked Long Qiyin's eyes with his left hand, pressed Long Qiyin's tense and stiff body against his chest, and withdrew the Qisha Sword with his right hand, and the Qingluan pattern on the blade was dyed red.

The long knife in the soldier's hand fell weakly to the ground, the essence armor on his neck was bleeding profusely, the eyeballs under the iron mask bulged out, and the armorer lay prone on the ground, out of breath.

Jiuxiao lowered his head and whispered in Long Qiyin's ear, "It's okay." (To be continued.) )