On the other hand, this Xuanming Daoist is a master of the generation of Xuankong Zi, the head of Qingcheng, although his martial arts are not first-class in the rivers and lakes, but he can deal with these more than ten disciples of the Cang Sect, it is really extremely easy.

At that moment, I saw that his long sword was advancing left and right, flickering forward and backward, and in a short time, he picked up the swords in the hands of more than a dozen disciples of the Diancang Sect.

Then Xuan Ming Dao was extremely proud to hold the sword against the neck of the immortal master not far from his feet, and said: "I really didn't expect the Diancang faction to run out of your remnants, I also said that why didn't the immortal old bald donkey go north and east, but went south, it turned out that I wanted to escort you back......!

After finishing speaking, the Xuanming Daoist was furious, and in this snowy wilderness, he looked up to the sky and roared, thinking that these Diancang disciples and the Immortalless Master were all fish and meat on his chopping board.

In the short battle, not only were their weapons flying, but most of them were also injured a little, and they also knew the gap between them and the Xuanming Daoists, plus the Immortal Master was under his sword, and they were speechless for a while, not knowing what to do.

After a while, before these disciples of the Diancang Sect could figure it out, the Xuanming Daoist had already finished laughing wildly, and he could see him looking at the Immortal Master at his feet with a hideous face, and said with a sneer: "Master Immortal Immortal, Dao Master will send you to see the Buddha!"

As soon as the words fell, this Xuanming Daoist was ready to shake his wrist and wipe the neck of the Immortal Master with a sword, and the disciples of the Diancang Sect on the opposite side were also stunned, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a voice came from afar: "Slow down, keep people under the sword!"

The credit is under the sword, how can this Xuanming Taoist be willing to give up this low-hanging fruit for this sentence?

At the moment, he didn't look at it, so he was ready to cut off the head of the Immortalless Master with a sword. But as soon as he was about to make a move, the sword had already pierced the skin of the Immortalless Master, and when a trace of blood flowed out, a sound of breaking through the sky quickly shot towards the side of the Xuanming Daoist.

Xuanming Daoist can clearly realize that if he is ready to insist on killing the master of no immortals, then he will also be hit by the sudden sneak attack of the hidden weapon, he will save others, only thinking that if the secret weapon of the person who comes is smeared with poison, he is afraid that he will also die.

If you want to save your life, you can only give up killing the Immortalless Master.

In this instant, Xuanming Daoist immediately figured it out, and immediately took a sword back, gave up to kill the Master of No Immortals, and relied on his own swordsmanship and listening to the wind to defend the position, to knock the secret weapon, at the same time, he infused his right foot with true qi, and kicked out suddenly, but he was ready to save his own life, and the result was Master Wu Xian.

"Despicable!" The person who fired the secret weapon also sensed the intention of the Xuanming Daoist from a distance, but he was too far away to rescue the Immortalless Master.

At that moment, he had no other way than to scold Xuanming Daoist.

And when the Xuanming Daoist saw his own response, which made the person who launched the secret weapon like this, he immediately felt quite proud.

His long sword moved lightly, and it was accurately pointed at the hidden weapon, only to turn around, only to find that the so-called hidden weapon was just a piece of rubble, and when his long sword arrived, it had been stabbed into powder by his sword.

There was a figure in the distance, moving extremely fast towards this side, looking at the person's coming, it was obvious that he was here to save the Immortal Master.

At that moment, Xuan Ming Dao smiled coldly in his heart, and added a little more strength to his feet, intent on causing the immortal master to die.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", the sound of a person's rib fracture and the exclamation of those disciples of the Diancang Sect came, and the Xuanming Dao people could feel that the kick just now had probably kicked and broken the ribs in the chest of the person under their feet, and the broken ribs were inserted into the chest cavity, which would definitely kill this person.

Thinking that it was Master Wuxian at his feet before, Xuanming Daoist was also very proud, and playfully glanced at the figure speeding over there, and then looked back to see if Master Wuxian was really kicked to death by himself.

When he looked back, the smile couldn't help but freeze on his face, and the next moment, he was extremely angry!

But it turned out that the kick just now did not kick at the Master of Immortals, but was a disciple of the Diancang Sect.

At this time, the master of the Dian Cang faction floated out of the snow because of this disciple of the Diancang faction, and was about to be helped up by several disciples of the Dian Cang faction, and not far from his feet, the disciple of the Diancang faction who sacrificed himself to save the master of the no immortal sect was already angry, and from his mouth, the large mouthful of blood and the pieces of internal organs and flesh gradually melted the snow where he was lying.

"Ahh

It's just that he delayed like this, and the person who rushed to the rescue had already arrived nearby, and seeing that Master Wuxian was rescued, that person breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that this Xuanming Daoist was stubborn and wanted to continue to harm the Master of the Immortals, the person was a little bit above the snow, and the speed of the whole person was several points faster, and when the Xuanming Daoist was just about to use light skills to catch up with the Master of the Immortals, the person had already come to the back of the Xuanming Daoist.

"You have to forgive people and spare people, why do you have to do this!" This person had a clear voice, and when he looked carefully, he was not exactly who Zilong was who rushed to support the righteous path.

At this time, he saw that Master Wuxian was temporarily unharmed, and he didn't prepare to hurt the Xuanming Daoist at the moment, but he just put a hand on the shoulder of the Xuanming Daoist, and pressed the two acupoints of Yunmen and Bingfeng on the shoulders of the Xuanming Daoist.

Being held down in these two key points, Xuanming Daoist didn't realize that half of his body was crispy, so he had to angrily pick up his other hand and smash it into Zilong's face with a fist, while shouting: "your grandmother's rao, give Dao Ye death!"

But what kind of person is Zilong, in today's rivers and lakes, under the condition that five will never come out, there are less than five fingers that can win Zilong.

Even Xuankongzi, the head of Qingcheng, is afraid that he is slightly inferior to Zilong, not to mention this Xuanming Daoist who is even weaker than Xuankongzi.

At that moment, Zilong saw that this Xuanming Daoist was stubborn, and he couldn't help but exert force in his hands, and entered two true qi, which penetrated into his meridians from the two acupoints of Xuanming Daoren's Bingfeng and Yunmen.

Xuanming Daoist was about to smash a fist on Zilong's face, but at this moment, he was attacked by such true qi, and he couldn't help but jump violently, only to feel that the entire meridian was extremely swollen.

At the moment, he punched the tiger and the snake, and he had no strength, but he was caught in his hand by Zilong.

Zilong also saw the tragic death of a disciple of the Diancang Sect at this time, and knew that if it weren't for this disciple of the Cang Sect who sacrificed his life to save him, he was afraid that he would be the Master of the Immortal Sect who looked like this now.

At that moment, he was also extremely angry in his heart, and he only felt that this Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe was even more hateful than ordinary demon sect people, so he stretched out his hand, pinched the fist of the Xuanming Daoist, and broke the wrist of the Xuanming Daoist directly.

The meridians were invaded by Zilong's true qi, and one wrist was broken by Zilong, and the Xuanming Daoist, who was still extremely majestic, couldn't help but feel like a lobster, curled up his waist, and bowed down.

Zilong didn't want to see this pickled villain anymore, so after he clicked on his acupoint, he threw him here in the snow to suffer, took steps, and headed towards the Immortalless Master.

Those disciples of the Diancang Sect were originally grief-stricken because of the tragic death of their fellow disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the arrogant and domineering Qingcheng faction master was knocked to the ground by a young man with three punches and two kicks.

These disciples of the Diancang Sect looked at Zilong with respect, and when they saw Zilong coming, they hurriedly made a way and put the Immortalless Master in place.

These disciples of Diancang sacrificed their lives to save Master Wuxian, in Zilong's heart, they were much cuter than the Taoist priest who was full of dirty words, and when he saw them looking at him with respect and awe, Zilong also nodded his head in court, and then came to Master Wuxian and bowed down to visit.

But he saw that Master Wuxian's face was surrounded by black qi, and on top of the big red robe, there was a short dagger stuck in his chest. At that moment, Zilong frowned slightly, and was about to reach out to take the short dagger, but unexpectedly, a disciple of the Diancang Sect stopped him loudly: "This brother is careful, on this short dagger, there is a highly poisonous existence, if you rashly pull out the dagger, I am afraid that you will also be harmed!"

Zilong could naturally see this, but he also understood that if he didn't pull out the dagger as soon as possible, he was afraid that it would poison the bone marrow, and it would be ineffective.

At that moment, he shook his head slightly, smiled at the disciple of the Diancang Sect who made a sound, and after signaling that he received his kindness, he was ready to insist on pulling out the short dagger.

At this moment, a female voice exclaimed in the distance: "Xu boy, don't pull out that dagger casually." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a large number of people and horses gradually appearing on the snow in the distance, and the leader was a woman in purple clothes.

These people were still far apart, but by the time the woman finished speaking, they were clearly visible.

When the disciples of the Diancang Sect saw that some of these people were also dressed in black, and thought that they were people from the Tianyin Sect who were chasing and killing, they all picked up their long swords in a panic, and prepared to guard in front of Zilong and Master Wuxian.

Seeing that these Diancang disciples were not good at martial arts, but they also dared to come forward, Zilong was also quite moved.

Hearing the woman's words, he had to temporarily give up the plan to pull out the short dagger, slowly stood up, and said: "Fellow Daoists, don't panic, the people who come are fellow Daoists of the righteous path of martial arts, don't be afraid, put away all your weapons!"

Hearing that the person who came was a fellow believer, and Zilong, a person who had just shown his might, these disciples of the Cang Sect couldn't help but believe it, and they breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, and they returned their swords to the sheath.

When this side relaxes its vigilance, the people over there finally arrive.

Looking at it, it is the brother of Hetao, the leader of the leader, but it is Tong Xinhai, the miracle doctor, obviously the sentence just now is what Tong Xinhai said.