This rain of arrows shot at the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect, just like a violent storm, without interruption.Ma Ying hid in the shield array set up by his subordinates and looked, and found that the army over there was extremely well-trained, all the soldiers were lined up in three rows, the first row was to shoot, the second row was to prepare, and the third row was to draw bows and arrows, so that the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect who shot directly in the three stages could not be stopped, and they kept falling in a pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the nearly 1,000 disciples of the Heavenly King Sect, who were originally imposing, were directly killed or injured, and more than half of them were directly killed or injured, and the battle formation was also sparse and unformed. Even the disciples who were lucky enough not to die are now miserable and frightened, and no matter how Ma Ying commands, they are also lost and unable to self-contain.

"Kill!" An officer in gold armor shouted violently, and directly took the lead in rushing out of the sea of fire, holding a green dragon knife in his hand, and the knife fell in his hand, and he directly killed at least three disciples of the Heavenly King Sect who had lost their souls.

After this officer rushed out, the Ming army, which had been in ambush for a long time, rushed out directly, chopping melons and vegetables and killing the remaining disciples of the Heavenly King Sect. That Ma Ying still had to work hard to regroup, and hit the hand of Jiang Tiezhu, who was dressed in gold armor, and directly chopped it in half. After killing the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect here, Jiang Yunsong walked out, directly commanded the army to surround the battlefield of Zilong and the three of them, and then ordered the bow and crossbow troops to block the army of the Heavenly King Sect who was anxiously coming.

Although the Ming army's bow and crossbow shooting was not as accurate as that of the steppe nomads, it was orderly and continuous, and the army sent by the Heavenly King discarded the thick oars and shields in order to rush to support, and for a while, except for the range of the bow and crossbow, leaving countless corpses, could not take a step forward.

Seeing that the situation had reversed in a blink of an eye, Zilong happily said to Sikong Xuan: "How is it?" Master Sikong Hall, now that the offensive and defensive situation has changed, you are now surrounded by our army, how about persuading you to surrender?"

After the soldiers of the Beji people were killed by the soldiers of the Ming army, it was much easier, but now the established strategy has not been completed, and the 1,000 soldiers of the Ming army under the command of Jiang Yunsong resisted the disciples of the Heavenly King faction who came to help. This, in conjunction with Zilong's task of besieging Sikong Xuan, naturally fell on the heads of the Beji warriors.

Although Sikong Xuan's martial arts are strong, the Beji warriors are not afraid at all, and they are all besieging Sikong Xuan in formation, preparing to fight to the death, leaving Sikong Xuan.

Sikong Xuan originally saw the Ming army killed, and he knew that it was going to be broken, so he always wanted to retreat, but Naizilong and Hu Dulu were too deeply entangled, and this place was too close to the dense forest, so he couldn't go far.

At this time, Zilong mocked, Sikong Xuan directly smiled coldly, and while fighting with Zilong and the two, he said: "Stinky boy, do you think I won't be able to run away?"

Zilong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the sword momentum under his hand slowed down by half a beat, he didn't understand, now that this is the case, why Sikong Xuan still refuses to admit defeat, is it just a hard mouth? No! Sikong Xuan is not such a person!

Just as Zilong was thinking, Sikong Xuan saw this gap, and directly circled his hand, and with the male sword of Zilong in his palm, he crashed into the spear of Hu Dulu who attacked. In an instant, the spears and swords were about to collide together. The two of them didn't dare to be careless at their boss Kong Xuan, they both went all out, and this sword and one shot were naturally infused with full of true qi.

At this time, the two of them saw that they were about to fight together, and they both tried their best to withdraw their true qi so as not to accidentally injure each other. It's just that he was busy withdrawing his true qi, so he naturally missed the interception of Sikong Xuan, only to see Sikong Xuan's figure flash, and he had already floated out a few steps away, and there were Beji warriors over there who saw that Sikong Xuan was about to escape, and at that moment, several warriors directly raised their scimitars and came to block Sikong Xuan's escape path.

Martial arts are second only to the existence of the Great Heavenly King in the Heavenly King Sect, even if Zilong and Hu Dulu have been fighting together for a long time, and they are injured, they still make the two of them feel like they are facing great enemies, and they dare not slack off a little.

Seeing these soldiers attacking, Sikong Xuanli ignored it, and directly waved his sleeves, and sent out a move of the mountain and flowing water, and the whistling palm wind directly hit the scimitars of these soldiers and cut them out upside down, hacking himself to death at once. After striking this palm, Sikong Xuan didn't look at it, and directly with a light touch under his feet, he floated into the air, and pointed on the top of the head of a Beji warrior, and directly killed this person, like a harrier eagle soaring up, jumping directly into the air.

Zilong and Hu Dulu finally restrained their true qi at this time and did not cause much damage. But when he looked up and saw that Sikong Xuan had already floated a few feet high, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Hu Dulu was about to get up and pursue, but Zilong said: "Lord Hu Dulu, this is soaring, when he is always exhausted, it is a little late to chase him now, let's go to the place where he is exhausted and wait, wait for him to throw himself into the net, isn't it better?"

Hearing Zilong's words, Hu Dulu felt that it was reasonable, so that the Beji warriors did not follow, and together with Zilong, they rushed towards Sikong Xuan's possible landing point.

Ordinary light masters, there are also a few zhang in one vertical. A master with a strong true qi like Zilong may be able to achieve a vertical depth of nearly ten zhang, and a master like Sikong Xuan, coupled with his clever light skills, is afraid that it will not be less than twenty zhang.

However, at this time, in order to avoid the attack of the arrows, Sikong Xuan continued to soar, and he couldn't see where the landing point was, so Zilong and the others could only wait for him to rise to a certain height. And Jiang Yunsong also shot a few arrows at Sikong Xuan, but they were all directly shocked by Sikong Xuan.

When he was nearly fifteen zhang up, Sikong Xuan seemed to be exhausted, or maybe he felt that the arrows below could no longer threaten him, so he shook his long sleeves and floated towards the north, where it was naturally the elite army led by Sima Ji.

By descending slowly from a high altitude, Sikong Xuan floated out of more than twenty zhang, and Zilong and the others were already waiting below, thinking that Sikong Xuan should be exhausted at this time. Unexpectedly, Sikong Xuan directly pointed his left foot on his right foot, and actually lent a lot of strength, and the whole person rose up again, and then slowly slid forward.

"This ...... This light skill ......" Zilong was shocked when he saw this light skill, in his heart, this kind of light skill was almost a ghost and a god's move.

"Hey! Dai Qin is really not wrong, this old boy's light skills are really unparalleled!" Hu Dulu didn't seem to be surprised at all, just stood below and exclaimed.

"What, Lord Hu Dulu, you already knew?" Zilong looked at Hu Dulu and couldn't help asking. It's just that he was very curious, since Hu Dulu had already known about Sikong Xuan's light skills, he should have left his back! After all, what Hu Dulu was best at was the art of war strategy.

Hu Dulu seemed to have guessed what Zilong was thinking, put his hand directly in his mouth, whistled softly, and a sharp voice spread. Then he saw a black spot appear in the sky, roared, and rushed directly towards Sikong Xuan.

"This is my back hand!" Seeing that the black dot was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually seeing that it was a goshawk, Hu Dulu said with sadness.

Zilong's expression was shocked, and he instantly understood. Sure enough, the goshawk roared sharply and quickly pounced on Sikong Xuan, who dealt with arrows as usual, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a wave of strength rolled directly towards the goshawk.

But the goshawk is the king of the sky after all, where could it be so easy to be shot down by Sikong Xuan, and as soon as his wings were retracted, he fell rapidly, dodging the blow, and then suddenly spread his wings, stretched out the eagle's beak, and pecked at Sikong Xuan's vest.

Although Sikong Xuan used his profound true qi and peculiar light skills, as if he was like a fairy, he stayed in the sky and did not fall, but after all, he was too restrained in his actions, where could he be as tossing and turning as he wished like a goshawk.

At this time, he was hit by the goshawk on the vest, and Sikong Xuan was furious, so he turned around directly and slapped the goshawk violently. Unexpectedly, the goshawk tilted again, dodged this palm, and handed out its claws directly, taking advantage of the intersection with Sikong Xuan, the heavy claws were on Sikong Xuan's shoulder.

Even if Sikong Xuan fought with Zilong and Hu Dulu, he was not touched by the two of them, and at this time, under the heavy claws of the goshawk, two blood arrows directly rushed out of his shoulder, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

"Brute, you dare!" Sikong Xuan was injured for the first time in twenty years, and at this time he couldn't help it anymore, so he directly reached out with his backhand like lightning, grabbed the goshawk's claws, and then swung out with his other palm like lightning, slashing directly on the goshawk's body.

The goshawk was hit by such a heavy blow, and directly screamed, and even stretched out the eagle's beak extremely bravely, and suddenly miraculously pecked at Sikong Xuan's eyeballs.

Fortunately, Sikong Xuan saw the opportunity quickly, and directly used his true qi to block this blow. Although he didn't peck Sikong Xuan this time, it also made his left eye appear red. Sikong Xuan was extremely furious, and directly tore it violently, directly tearing the goshawk in half.

After the goshawk was torn in half by Sikong Xuan, it directly turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled down with the wind. Hu Dulu saw that the goshawk was torn, and his tiger eyes were already full of tears.

After tearing the goshawk, Sikong Xuan lost a lot of true anger because of the fight with the goshawk, and he could no longer maintain his figure, so he fell headlong to the ground.

Zilong and Hu Dulu flew up directly, taking advantage of Sikong Xuan's inability to dodge in mid-air, and used all the tricks of the two.

Sikong Xuan struggled to run his true qi in the air, and after receiving a few shots from Hu Dulu, he did not defend against Zilong's sword. Zilong was also extremely angry when he saw the tragic death of the goshawk at this time, and directly turned into countless sword lights, stabbed a sword on Sikong Xuan's limbs, and directly broke the tendons and veins of Sikong Xuan's limbs.

Then another sword was infused with true qi and pointed at Sikong Xuan's dantian, directly abolishing all his martial arts. After abolishing Sikong Xuan, he finally couldn't resist anymore. As soon as Hu Dulu stretched out his hand, he directly took Sikong Xuan in his hand and fell to the ground with Zilong.

Supporting Sikong Xuan, who had become a waste, he looked at Sima Ji's army, which was slowly approaching.

"Stop! Otherwise, I'll kill Sikong Xuan now!" Hu Dulu was already eager to kill Sikong Xuan directly because of his love eagle's tragic death. It's just that there are still 3,000 Heavenly King faction troops, if you fight hard, although you may not be able to break through, but it will also cause heavy damage to the Ming army and the Beji soldiers, it is better to use Sikong Xuan to coerce the Heavenly King faction army!

"Wait!Stop!" Sima Ji saw that Sikong Xuan was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable, so he couldn't help but order the army to stop advancing, and his own drummer conveyed the order to the other troops, and the army sent by the Heavenly King to stop directly.

These disciples of the Heavenly King Sect saw Sikong Xuan, who was an immortal wind and Dao bone on weekdays, and they all felt chills in their hearts when they ended up with this miserable appearance. These Beji people are so powerful that even the master of Sikong Hall can catch them!

"If you have any requests, as long as they are not excessive, I can agree to you!" Sima Ji said anxiously. He originally saw Sikong Xuan alone in the siege of a large number of Ming troops, and he was still frightened, but Sikong Xuan floated out directly in the air with his wonderful light skills, and when he was overjoyed, Sikong Xuan was pecked by a goshawk again, and then shot down.

Now that Sikong Xuan has been arrested and his martial arts have been abolished, these are all visible to Sima Ji! But Sima Ji's father and son have been loyal to Sikong Xuan all their lives, and until this moment, he is still thinking about how to save Sikong Xuan.

"Leave those more than a thousand horses, we will ride away! Let go of a big road, as long as we are safe, we will naturally let Sikong Xuan go!" Hu Dulu directly said the plan he had already thought of in his heart, and waited for the reply of the principal of the Heavenly King Sect opposite.

"This ......" Sima Ji groaned for a while, this time Sikong Xuan spent a huge price and came to encircle and suppress Hu Dulu, if Hu Dulu was released, plus Sikong Xuan had already abolished his martial arts and returned to the Heavenly King faction, I am afraid that the Great Heavenly King would not be able to protect him.

"What? don't agree?" Hu Dulu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he directly slapped his palm on Sikong Xuan's left arm, breaking Sikong Xuan's arm directly.