"Refining the evil qi of the stars into the weapon to kill people, I can't imagine that there is such a thaumaturgy among the soldiers!

Sun Taizhen was shocked by Wang Chan's spearmanship just now, and left without looking back, but unexpectedly, he was encountering a group of Longmen Sword Immortals who surrounded and killed him halfway. They also have some contacts with each other, so they are naturally not strangers, and as soon as the two sides met, they said a few words, and Sun Taizhen also turned around and killed back.

"Everyone must be careful, this person's spear skills have another inheritance, and he has obtained the magic of a soldier, once he gets close, he needs to keep his mind tight, and don't be invaded by his evil spirit. Sun Taizhen had just fought with Wang Chan, and he knew that the opponent was powerful, so he warned him in advance without waiting for the companions below to make a move.

Suddenly, the Taoist trumpet, the Buddha horn, sounded one after another, the monks and Taoists who had already stood in their respective positions, and at the same time took a step forward, and the flying swords above the heads of the six Longmen Sword Immortals circled, and the brush emitted a strong white light, illuminating the entire courtyard inside and out, at the same time, the six old monks of Shaolin Zen turned their sleeves over, and they also showed the magic weapon in their hands, but it was a Falun, a golden cymbal, a treasure pestle, a wooden fish, a rosary and a golden ring with the thickness of a duck egg.

These old monks with gray eyebrows are obviously Xu Changchun's seniors, and they are also proficient in the magic power of Zen Buddhism, and they seem to be taking the path of close combat, just forming a crossfire with the six old Taoists standing in a circle behind them. In addition, Sun Taizhen, who is proficient in swordsmanship, keeps spinning around the courtyard, condescending, and pays close attention to all the changes in Wang Chan.

The three major sects have quietly formed a pattern of siege and killing for Wang Chan.

In the vast space outside the Baiyun Temple, Wang Chan also noticed a burst of neat and orderly footsteps, and the military and police forces of the capital garrison undoubtedly began to secretly assemble at this time, blocking all the water around the Baiyun Temple.

"Wang Chan, you have reached the end of your rope, don't you still want to resist?" Sun Taizhen's voice was sent into his ears, although it was not big, but it could make all the people inside and outside hear it clearly, as if he was whispering in everyone's ear: "The cause of today's words is the result of his words, when you thought that you would kill to stop killing, did you ever think that one day it would fall to such a point today?"

"A group of native chickens and dogs, no matter how many people there are, what can they do? I thought that you were all enlightened people, pure hearts and few desires, but I never imagined that for the sake of me, you would be willing to be used by others and become a leading bird for others!"

Wang Chan sneered and didn't say much. Only one mouth, brush! The intense white light rushed into the air, one left and one right, incandescent like electricity, and the sword light actually suppressed all the sword qi around it.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the field, and the faces of the six old Taoists of Longmen Wudang changed color. However, although these people are extremely senior, the flying swords in their hands are all made by their own hard work, traveling all over the world, smelting hardware elites, and training by themselves, and they cannot be compared with Wang Chan's Taibai Sword Pill in terms of quality. Moreover, the cultivation of these people is also uneven, most of them are not as good as the dead Dragon Dao people, and they are still far from the realm of seeing the sword and becoming a pill, so they can't be the same as Sun Taizhen, who has the means to incorporate the sword weapon into the body and nourish it at night.

At this time, when I saw Wang Chan actually spit out two sword lights from his mouth, the shape was outward, and at a glance, I knew that Wang Chan's two sword weapons were wonderful, and they were actually sword pills that were rare to see for hundreds of years, and they were naturally disgraced at the moment. glanced at each other, and they all looked awe-inspiring, and the murderous aura in their eyes became even heavier.

"Shaolin Dafang, come to seek justice!" shouted heavily, but the first to shoot was the generous monk among the six Zen monks. Although this monk is old, the body is lean, but the muscles and bones are as strong as iron, a word to drink, the decree with the body, neither much to say, nor nonsense, only one step forward, the monk's robe fluttering, people have already taken the stairs like a step, stepped on more than three meters high, and Wang Chan stood on a horizontal plane.

With a finger in the air, the air was turbulent, the air was torn, and the monk's fingertips actually shot out a finger that was much stronger than any bullet, and with a snort, the air was broken, rippling layer after layer between him and Wang Chan, and even ordinary people could see the white ripples with the naked eye.

"It's a good time!" Wang Chan didn't move, but when this finger was close to his body, he grabbed it with one claw, and with a crackling sound, it was like crushing a cannon in his hand. This old monk's kung fu magic power has obviously reached the transformation realm, and he casually pointed at it, whether it is momentum or power, it is already much stronger than the "finger gun" of Zhukov who died under Wang Chan's hands.

It's a pity that with this alone, he is far from being able to pose any threat to Wang Chan, and he will explode as soon as he stretches out his hand.

But at the same time, Wang Chan also saw that this monk was stepping into the air, and he stepped into the air with one foot, using the "step by step ascension" in the Zen Buddhism's "step by step lotus" body method! As soon as this hand appeared, Wang Chan immediately knew that this monk's kung fu was higher than Xu Changchun's, and it was really not to be underestimated. With a wave of his hand, the gun shook, and the tip of the gun swept out.

Since Xu Changchun was crippled from Russia and transported back to Shaolin Temple, these old monks who have lived in seclusion in Songshan Mountain for decades have figured out Wang Chan's ability in Xu Changchun's injuries. This time, the six masters left the temple together, and they also felt that they could capture Wang Chan's hand. It's just that he didn't expect that after Wang Chan injured Xu Changchun, after a short period of time, he condensed the Inner Dan, and the rapid progress of martial arts and divine powers was simply a thousand miles.

Fortunately, this time the operation was not just their family, they had just arrived in the capital overnight, and they met six Longmen Sword Immortals who also came to seek revenge on the road, but they were not too afraid of Wang Chan's demon-like ability.

And these monks, all of them have the magic power of Buddhism and arhats, the cultivation is exquisite, the soul is complete, has cultivated the eyes, ears, mouth, tongue, body and mind in the six senses of the heavenly eye, the eyes are sharp, incomparable, as soon as Wang Chan understated his fingers, turned his head and swept over, the gun was like lightning, a line of cold light came to the face, and suddenly he also realized in his heart, knowing that this person was by no means his own opponent.

At that moment, one moved, the wind was under his feet, and he retreated, and sure enough, he saw Wang Chan's big gun poking out high, although it fell in the air, but the tip of the gun pointed at the ground, and he also drew a deep trench on the ground.

"Luohan Array!"

Immediately followed by the generous monk to take the lead, the remaining five old monks also drank together, the tiger leaped and the wolf rushed forward, divided into six directions to surround Wang Chan on the middle stone tablet, each punch, hit in the air, immediately seemed to sound five thunderbolts out of thin air, the cold fist wind seemed to blow up the air of the entire courtyard, the bluestone slabs on the ground, one after another, overwhelming, flying over.

Wang Chan didn't expect that these six old monks didn't say a word, so they attacked him together, only to turn over and shoot again, dancing straight to the pear blossoms, impervious to wind and rain, just to meet the flying stone slabs, cut into pieces.

"What are you still standing for?

Sun Taizhen in mid-air was stunned for a moment, and saw that Wang Chan had been surrounded by six monks of Zen Buddhism, and shouted, instinctively feeling that this might be an opportunity, and pointed with his hand, sacrificing the flying sword.

Sun Taizhen's flying sword originally had two mouths, one blue and one purple, both of which were the treasures of the town palace in the Qingyang Palace of Qingcheng Mountain, which was unpredictable, but now he sacrificed his sword to attack Wang Chan, but only released that blue light, and the remaining purple light still surrounded the body, and he didn't dare to be careless at this time.

It turned out that since he was scared away by Wang Chan with two shots in a row, Sun Taizhen also kept thinking about the process of fighting with Wang Chan during this period of time, knowing that Wang Chan now has flying swords in the distance and big guns in the near distance. So this time he made a comeback, and he was cautious as soon as he made a move, and he didn't want to be "the first" and be entangled by Wang Chan again.

It's just that Wang Chan is powerful, but fortunately, this time Longmen Wudang and Shaolin Zen have done their best, and they can also compete with Wang Chan in both near and far, which can be regarded as making Sun Taizhen feel a lot more stable, and he can separate a flying sword to defend himself at any time, and the province will repeat the mistakes of the past. But these monks and Taoists are fighting Wang Chan for the first time, and they don't know the horror of their opponents, and if they want to completely defeat Wang Chan, I'm afraid it will be a water mill.

Now although Wang Chan has been trapped here, but until the end, no one dares to guarantee the result, once in the battle, which side shows a little flaw, this Wang Chan wants to go but it is easy, it is precisely because of this that Sun Taizhen wanders in the air from time to time, just in case, when Wang Chan breaks through, block his way.

Hong Tianjing is Sun Taizhen's only junior brother, more than 100 years of friendship, not to say that you can see through it, this time he was ruthless, and he moved the killing machine that he had not seen for many years, and there was quite a momentum on his body to break the net with Wang Chanyu and fight hard.

"You are all looking for death!" Wang Chan didn't care what others thought in their hearts, when he saw that the monk of Zen Buddhism was menacing, he had already set up an arhat array around him, and the six flying swords in the distance were sneering and running, ready to attack, Sun Taizhen also stabbed down with a sword, but he only felt that he was in the middle of it.

A white light, delicate as a dragon, rushed to the top of his head, circled around, and faced Sun Taizhen's flying sword head-on, and immediately had a lot of fun. And the six Longmen Sword Immortals in the distance also hurriedly pinched their sword fingers at this time, pointing forward, swishing white light, sweeping over, obviously not expecting Wang Chan to dare to take the initiative to attack in such an absolutely disadvantaged situation, and was stunned.

Wang Chan was assassinated by seven flying swords, the Liquan gun in his hand shook again and again, the tip of the gun jumped in the air, it seemed that the golden rooster nodded indiscriminately, snapped! The air exploded, only protecting all the upper and lower parts of Zhou's body from wind and rain, and between the guns and swords, in the blink of an eye, there were one hundred and twenty or thirty collisions in succession.

The six old Taoists saw the flying swords and pills in the air, coming and going like the wind, but they couldn't help but look at each other, and they all felt incredible to the extreme. After they refined the flying sword, it coincided with the troubled times, and they had killed a lot of people, when the middle of the middle school said that the war, in order to plunder the resources, he sent troops to search Wudang Mountain more than once, these six old ways took advantage of the dark night, sacrificed the flying sword, and there were three or four hundred heads on the ground in an instant.

Among them, there are also swordsmen, who may be able to resist one and a half moves, but then they are also destroyed by the sword. There has never been anyone like Wang Chan, who used only one big gun to block all the swords of his six people.

At this time, the six old Zen monks who were closer to Wang Chan were also around the stone monument, setting up a formation. Wang Chan glanced at the magic weapons in the hands of these six monks and all emitted scorching golden light, but he only sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting the scriptures and mantras, motionless, and couldn't help but feel strange in his heart: "Legend has it that the Arhat array of Shaolin Temple also needs at least eighteen people, how can these six monks be able to lay it down, could it be that they have supernatural powers, and they are also a little different from ordinary ones?"

However, this thought also turned in his mind, and he didn't pay attention to it, and the Sun Taizhen who had been hovering above his head exuded a very uncomfortable aura that made Wang Chan very uncomfortable. It's like two fierce beasts that meet on a narrow road, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, this is out of instinctive rejection, especially Wang Chan, a person who has cultivated the magic power of the soldiers, but is bent on seeking the Tao, the feeling in his heart is the most obvious.

Like a mango in the back, like a fish in the throat!!

"A sword in a gun!"

Sun Taizhen has never been able to make a full move, seeing that Wang Chan divided a Taibai Sword Pill and fought with him, the swordsmanship turned out to be extremely exquisite, even his own cultivation, it is very difficult to break through, it is expected that only by controlling the combination of the two swords with all his strength can he have enough threat to Wang Chan. was about to find an opportunity to use a killing move, break Wang Chan's big gun, create an opportunity for his accomplices, and then gather the strength of everyone to capture and kill in one fell swoop. But at this moment, he suddenly saw a white rainbow flickering on Wang Chan's big gun, and at this moment, Deng Shi raised his heart to his throat.

Although the way of the soldier has been extinct for a long time, Sun Taizhen, as a Shushan Sword Immortal, is no stranger to the supernatural powers of this vein. In ancient times, the great generals led the troops to fight, and almost everyone had a killing move to hide, or to return the horse pistol, or to make a trump card, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and has always been a killer to take life, and turn defeat into victory.

Among them, there is also Wang Chan's "sword in the gun", which is the most unpredictable.

remembered that when he was young, he and Hong Tianjing studied art in Qingyang Palace, and when he saw his master's kendo man instructing Hong Tianjing to practice King Yue's marksmanship, he once said to him: "The way of a soldier lies in clever calculations, and what is important is the ability to win a decisive victory thousands of miles away." It's a pity that your Yue Wumu testament has scattered too much content, and there is no military book and war strategy, and it is far from being the orthodox descendant of the military family. However, Yue Wangye's gun, guns and guns kill people, just with this kung fu, against anyone, he also has the power to fight. But the world is so big, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are only two kinds of people who must be treated carefully, one is the sword fairy swordsman who is refined into a flying sword, who can transport swords through the air and kill people invisibly, and the other is who has also practiced the gunnery of soldiers. The former is okay, you are not afraid of flying swords if you have a Liquan gun, and the latter, even if you have a spear in your hand, you must be very careful, in case that person gets the true inheritance of the soldier, you will definitely die. Flying sword assassination, just block it, but the soldier's big gun, hand-to-hand combat, infinite power, once that person practices the soldier's killing method, has the ability to add a whip to the gun, and the ability to hold a sword in the gun, it will be too late. But fortunately, the soldier's killing method has been extinct since King Yue, and I have never heard of someone inheriting it for hundreds of years, so I guess there is only half of your scripture left in this world that can still have something to do with the soldier. ”

These words are still in my ears, but I don't want the master and his old man to become a prophecy back then, and Senior Brother Hong really died at the hands of the heirs of the soldier family. This Wang Chan really knows how to use a sword in a gun! And his sword is still a sword immortal flying sword!" In an instant, Mrs. Sun Zhenxin recalled the past one by one like a movie.

"Die!" A loud roar, the sky was full of thunder, the entire Baiyun Temple was trembling slightly, Wang Chan shook the gun, pop papa! The shadow of the gun in the sky, making up for the void, countless guns were white and angry, facing the six flying swords on the left and right in front of the upper body, and the infinite strength on the Liquan gun suddenly burst out, and when he landed, he smashed the few sword lights and jumped and jumped, among which there were those who were slightly worse in terms of skill, and they could no longer be controlled at all, only in the blink of an eye, there were two flying swords, and they fell directly to the ground with a bang.

Sun Taizhen was shocked, where did he dare to continue to hide, and hurriedly pointed at the flying sword, the purple light flashed outside his body, and he immediately pounced, and the two swords were combined, forcing Wang Chan's Taibai Sword Pill to retreat again and again.

Wang Chan ignored it, only roared, Liquan spear unfolded with all its might, people were like fierce tigers crouching, guns like swimming dragons ascending to heaven, one person and one shot were like dragons and tigers standing on the tall stone monuments, and at the same time, a little bit of his spear head, a faint cold light, there was a snake attached to the body of the gun and swam out.

Silently, with a sword in a gun!

The six old Daobens of Longmen Wudang are also experienced in a hundred battles, all of them are masters among the sword immortals, and suddenly Qi Qi took a step back, withdrew dozens of meters away, pinched the sword finger with one hand, and transported the sword in the air, but the other hand was pressed between the lower abdomen, carrying the internal breath.

It was actually at such a time that he had to launch an attack and assassinate Wang Chan.

"Masters, hurry up!"

Sun Taizhen saw the movements of the six old ways at a glance, and knew in his heart that it was not good. These monks and Taoist priests have been fighting with each other for hundreds of years, and the sectarian dispute has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and is indelible. I want to watch other people's jokes on the sidelines.

In fact, even Sun Taizhen himself did not have the idea of preserving his strength and waiting for changes at the beginning of the war.

There is no doubt that Mrs. Sun really reminded that it was a little late.

Yes......!

Yes............!

I saw that the cold light in the flat ground flashed one after another, and his words were still echoing in his mouth, and he heard two screams from below, and Sun Taizhen immediately knew that there were only four of the Six Sword Immortals in Longmen at this time.

"Hey, if you can't work together, no matter how many people you have, it's better for me to fight with Wang Chan alone!" Sun Taizhen secretly sighed, if these twelve masters of Shaolin Wudang can be the same as themselves, without scruples, without suspicion of each other in their hearts, now it is Wang Chan who is only afraid of death.

Poor Longmen Wudang's two old ways, they didn't check for a while, but they still hit the killing move, and Wang Chan secretly released the Taibai Sword Pill by means of "clamping the sword in the gun", and cut it into four pieces in one go, five internal organs, large intestine and small intestine, and it flowed out on the spot. Blood splattered and flowed in all directions, and there was no way to live.

(To be continued)