The two three one, the fire foreman turned against him, and the mysterious literati angrily rebuked

Aru Rinpoche is the founder of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, no one is invincible in this martial art, and this Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong can be called the strongest martial art in the entire martial arts, and it is simply correct to use this Aru Rinpoche to fight against Dugu and seek defeat, you know, it is this Aru Rinpoche who used his body poured in gold to resist Dugu's Xuantie heavy sword.

The sweeping monk looked at it for a while, you know, Aru Rinpoche is also a member of the Buddhist family, when Aru Rinpoche was alive, the sweeping monk also communicated with Aru Rinpoche about Buddhism, and the two are also good friends, but they don't want to be controlled by the mysterious forces as a puppet today, and they want to defeat Dugu, which is really a tragedy, but it has to continue.

The sweeping monk appeared in front of a master of the white-haired martial arts, the white-haired martial arts emperor, the master who had agreed to the entire martial arts, not only the martial arts, but also the master of the entire Central Plains, the master of the martial arts and the Taoist as the emperor, the sweeping monk looked angrily, and used the thousand-handed Guanyin secret method with both hands to fight against the white-haired martial emperor, the mountains and rivers of the white-haired martial emperor are also extraordinary, and the sweeping old monk is invincible in the world!

In front of Xiao Huai was Xiao Huai's acquaintance, the master who made Quanzhen a martial arts to repel him down the cliff, and Huang Yaoshi in the distance recognized this person's identity at a glance: "Wang Chongyang! Wang Chongyang has really been trained into a martial puppet by this mysterious force!" At this moment, the immortal master standing opposite Xiao Huai is none other than Wang Chongyang! Xiao Huai pouted and smiled when he heard Huang Yaoshi's shouting.

"Chongyang is not weaker than others in his life, I don't know if this kind of result can be called not weaker than others?" It is really ridiculous to think about it, Wang Chongyang, who is known as not weak and human, Wang Chongyang, who is known as the supernatural power back then, was actually made into a martial puppet, how can he have the face to say that he is not weak and human? Xiao Huai thought about it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he shot directly.

There was chaos in the battlefield, all the masters were fighting, at this moment how many immortal masters on the field could not be counted, and the killer organization on the side was also involved, so that even the ordinary masters could not be spared, the field was noisy, but the immortal masters could not be disturbed by external objects, a pair of eyes stared at their respective opponents, Dugu sought defeat like this, and so did the sweeping monk.

The long sword in Xiao Huai's hand stabbed rapidly, like an afterimage in front of Wang Chongyang's body, Wang Chongyang's figure flashed, the long sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, the long sword picked back and hit Xiao Huai's dark red long sword, Xiao Huai is also a master at the moment, but it is still much inferior to the real immortal master, the long sword in Wang Chongyang's hand is like a fantasy, and the dance makes people unable to see the shadow.

Even with such an assessment, the strength of the two sides is still very different, and there are more immortal masters of the mysterious forces than expected, and many of them are scattered and recognized.

"Look, isn't that Murong Dragon City! The ancestor of the Murong family! Why did he even take action!"

"Look at that, isn't that the legendary eunuch of the former dynasty?the founder of the Sunflower Treasure Book!?"

The morale has dropped to a low point, and the characters who appear one by one are all legendary masters, and even masters who can only be found in martial arts classics, masters who have been recorded in history!

The battle was raging in the field, and a person rushed in the distance, it was the fire foreman Tuo! The fire foreman Tuo smiled evilly and said: "Haha, do you really think I will help? I am going to destroy the entire Central Plains martial arts with that mysterious force today! Haha, naïve!"

Seeing that he was about to make a move against the master of the Central Plains martial arts, the middle-aged scribe in the distance smiled: "Haha, just a small state, a Hulu outside the Saiwai, a wolf ambition, everyone knows it, and you dare to cheat in front of my Central Plains master?"

The fire foreman Tuo glanced at the middle-aged scribe and said, "You are the leader of that mysterious force, right?

The middle-aged scribe glanced at the fire foreman Tuo from the corner of his eye: "Looking back on the past, I have many capable people in the Central Plains martial arts, the seven sons of the former Qin, and the hundred families of the princes, how can you have the opportunity to intervene? The Central Plains martial arts is exactly what the evil has to do with you? A military politician like Genghis Khan only knows how to lead the army to fight, and barks wildly, no matter whether the Central Plains martial arts is victorious or defeated, I will not let you barbarian Rong Di advance half a step!"

The fire foreman Tuo couldn't say a word of ridicule by the middle-aged literati, and pointed at the middle-aged scribe with a blushing face: "I" The middle-aged scribe continued to speak without waiting for the fire foreman Tuo to speak: "Rongdi in the north, a small subordinate country, thinking back to the past, the ancestors of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, paying tribute every year, taking the son as a hostage, I lost my Central Plains generosity, and you waited for Rong Di to be able to survive the last breath, today the Central Plains is weak, and you are waiting for the opportunity to move, isn't it the same as the dog that carries the master? Don't ask about your own origin, you are like the son of an abandoned slave, a prostitute in the cold kiln, and dare to come to the Central Plains to stir up the wind and rain?"

The middle-aged scribe's scolding almost made the fire foreman Tuo angry, the fire foreman Tuo clenched his teeth, and looked at the middle-aged scribe with wide eyes, but you must know that although what the middle-aged scribe said was a little ugly, but every sentence was true, even if the ancestors of Mongolia came, they had to admit it, and in desperation, the fire foreman Tuo just stared at the middle-aged scribe with wide eyes, and couldn't say a word.

The middle-aged scribe smiled again and said: "If you are a person like you who deceives the good and fears the evil, and who wags your tail and begs for mercy, if you retreat to the cave, my Central Plains Tianwei is not something that you can touch! ”

Although this middle-aged scribe is the opponent of the entire Central Plains at this moment, this scolding is indeed very happy, making all the Central Plains masters spit out a bad breath, Rong Di Xiaoguo, dare to offend my Central Plains Tianwei! But then again, who is this? Although it is an opponent, this mouth is so good at scolding that he doesn't even need a manuscript, he blurts out and scolds directly.

The fire foreman Tuo was furious, waved his hand back and shouted: "Release the arrow!" "These are those hundreds of archers!" But at this moment, the fire foreman Tuo was stunned, because there were not only hundreds of his own archers here, but there were also cavalry around! Look at the number, there were about two hundred cavalry! And they were all fine cavalry! It was not a simple non-governmental organization, hundreds of people, hundreds of horses.

These cavalrymen even have Mackay!

Xiao Huai said with a smile: "I expected that you would not help us so easily, so I specially sent someone to inform General Wu Xuan of Bashu, this is his cavalry! )