Hestia's swordsmanship is to suppress people with power, and Huangfu Yan has experienced it himself, knowing that although it looks crazy, it is the purest way of the sword, the simplest killing. As her sword rose and fell, every move and style was natural, as if she had become one with the sword...... Although the momentum cannot be compared with the ancient sword path of his sword heart, but the artistic conception is not worried about him a lot.

With Hestia's swing of the sword, the endless murderous aura quickly spread.

Fang La's strength was all on the Great Shift, and he was restrained by Hestia everywhere. Although the martial arts on the Holy Flame Order were strange and strange, they were ordinary in the eyes of the Persian people, and after all six Holy Fire Orders were knocked to the ground by Hestia, he had already been completely defeated, and he could die by the sword at any time.

At the critical moment, Wang Yin flashed out, closed the folding fan in his hand, and pointed at Hestia's shoulder. This move encircled Wei to save Zhao, Hestia has always been cautious, not daring to be careless, moving slightly under her feet, and the blade of the sword whirling.

Fang La took the opportunity to put away a holy flame order and shot it at Hestia.

In the sound of gold and iron, the three rabbits rose and fell, and they were separated with one touch.

Wang Yin's skills were the weakest, and he took five steps backwards in a row.

Fang La and Hestia stood facing each other, and the clothes on their bodies moved without the wind.

"You are so shameless!" the King of the Treasure Tree cursed, and couldn't help but use the thunderbolt fire bomb.

"No defense, these Song people have always been cunning, don't interfere first!" Hestia looked disdainful, and inadvertently turned her head to look at the emperor's death.

Huangfu Yan looked innocent, and said in his heart: "You fight, what do you have to do with me!"

"Who are you?" Hestia couldn't help but ask when she saw that Wang Yin was polite, light and gentle, and had a chic demeanor, like a talented man.

Wang Yin chuckled and said, "No, it's Wang Yin, the left envoy of the Manichaean light!"

Hestia listened, but didn't pay any further attention.

Fang La scolded secretly in her heart: "This mother-in-law is also a lustful daughter, and she doesn't even ask Lao Tzu's surname!"

"Brother Wang, let's join forces to restrain this demon girl ......"

Wang Yin understood and knew that he was obsessed with taking this girl into the room, so he nodded.

Huangfu scolded shamelessly.

Fang La and Wang Yin had already pounced on Hestia.

Wang Yin did have a good face, and it was a bit of a loss not to be a little white face! I saw that his blue shirt was fluttering, and he was like a false wind, and he pointed to Hestia with his toes on the ground, folding his fan, and pointing at Hestia. The action is chic, and even the emperor is envious.

Hestia grinned disdainfully, and returned with a sword.

Wang Yin's fan handle was on the sword, and he was shaken by the strength of Qiankun above, his chest was stuffy, and he hurriedly turned over and fell behind Fang La.

At this moment, Fang La's long-brewing killing move was unleashed, and the "Initial Movement of the Holy Flame" spread the strength of Qiankun all over his body, driving the six Holy Flame Orders to follow an extremely strange route and pounce on Hestia's six vital caves.

Hestia let out a "puff", and the human sword merged into one, fighting him again.

Wang Yin was in mid-air, the folding fan spit out from his sleeve, and pointed to Hestia's "Yingxiang Point" like a snake. Hestia took a step to the left, avoiding the point.

Fang La's body was like a swimming dragon, and he had circled to her left side, and swept in with a palm from afar, striking Hestia on the waist. But she was full of Qiankun Shifting Strength, but she didn't react, but Fang La staggered back.

Huangfu Yan saw clearly, and the corners of Fang La's mouth were already oozing blood.

At this moment, with the sound of "Qiang", Wang Yin's folding fan also met the blade of the sword, and the two of them dismantled three moves in an instant, and the sawdust fell one after another. One of Wang Yin's folding fans was dismembered to pieces, leaving only a steel frame. In desperation, he slapped Hestia with his bare hands, followed in the footsteps of Fang La, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The Manichaeans came to their senses and rushed forward to help.

Before he could get closer, the Thunderbolt Fire Bomb in the hands of the Eleventh Treasure Tree King had already been issued.

Huangfu Yan frowned slightly, not knowing whether he should step forward to help.

Hestia hated Fang La's lightness, and the blade of her sword swooped straight away.

After all, Huang Fu couldn't stand by, grabbed a sword flower, and flew over.

Seeing this, Hestia snorted coldly, knowing that it was powerful, she hurriedly blocked a few moves, jumped up, and fell out of the field.

Fang La breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize that he was already covered with cold sweat. Seeing Wang Yin look over, he couldn't help but blush, and said with a wry smile: "This crazy woman's martial arts are brilliant, and a thin sword opens and closes, which is even purer than a master's swordsmanship." Let's leave it to the Emperor Fu Shaoxia to deal with!"

Wang Yin didn't break it either, nodded and threw himself into the melee.

The thunderbolts of the Persian people were fired, and the sound of breaking the air in the field was loud.

Of the more than 100 Manichaeans, half of them have been overturned by the bombers.

Wang Yin jumped into it, and there was already a marble whistling in his ear, right in the chest of a cultist in front of him.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the marbles exploded, and the man was blown up in the chest, and his body was hit by the force of the explosion, and he fell forward several feet, and his clothes immediately caught fire.

Wang Yin was dark, walked forward, and found that he was already exhausted, and there was still a trace of killing intent on his face, which showed the speed of the thunder and fire bomb flying and exploding, and this person was on the verge of death, and he didn't expect that the catastrophe was coming.

The two loud bangs passed, and the thunderbolt in the hand of the Great Sage Treasure Tree King had been fired. As soon as the "Heavenly Dancing Treasure Wheel" came out, suddenly, many Manichaeans were disturbed by this demonic sound and died at the hands of the rest of the Treasure Tree King.

Wang Yin knew the power of this magic sound and greeted him.

Suddenly, there were two "whoosh" sounds, and two thunderbolts shot sharply towards Fang La's chest. Fang La's strength was spread in the palm of his hand, his whole body turned sharply, and his palms were filled with thunder and fire bombs, turning in circles in the air to dissolve the energy that was thrown.

As soon as they reversed, the two Thunder Fire Bombs returned the same way they came, exploding in disbelief from the Palm Fire Treasure Tree King.

The King of the Treasure Tree turned pale and folded a good hand again.

This thunder bomb is really powerful, except for a few people with excellent light skills who can dodge, most of the followers are half-dead. It has been dormant so far, and it is the day of the greatest damage.

Fortunately, the thunderbolts and fireballs of the Persian people were finally exhausted at this time.

In addition to Fang La and Wang Yin, there are still three masters in Manichaeism who are fighting with the three treasure tree kings. The blades of these Treasure Tree Kings are strange, and their kung fu is even more weird, and these three people are already in danger.

Fang La drove the six Holy Flame Orders to attack the other six Treasure Tree Kings, but he was a dodge, slashing at the backs of the three Treasure Tree Kings three times in a row, immediately making them lose the strength to fight again.

The other six Treasure Tree Kings were stabbed heavily in the chest by Fang La's Holy Fire Order, and their faces all showed painful expressions, and their bodies slowly went limp. The Great Sage Treasure Tree King saw that the battle situation in the field had changed greatly in a blink of an eye, although he could barely maintain it, but he had already retreated.

The Emperor and Hestia tossed and jumped, and fought together. The sword of the Emperor Fu is wide and horizontal, and the skill is profound, and the grass and trees are broken wherever the sword edge reaches;

Huangfu had no intention of fighting her to the death, avoided the edge, and said: "The Pope has traveled thousands of miles, when he is already physically and mentally exhausted, it is better to leave here, although the thunderbolt fire bomb in your hand is extremely powerful, but when it is used up, Fang La and the others will fight at home, and there will be help at any time, if it is ......"

"You don't need to pretend to be a good person! Why didn't you hesitate when you killed and suppressed evil?"

At this moment, the sound of thunder and fire in front of her stopped abruptly, Hestia knew that what the emperor said was true, and hurried over there, and saw that the king of the Palm Fire Treasure Tree had died, her eyes were a little dim for a while, and her heart was sad.

Seeing her bitter expression, Huangfu actually felt some sympathy in his heart. This woman is somewhat similar to Murong Fu in the original book, both of them are burdened with an impossible revival, but I don't know if even the ending is so bleak.