"Suffered, Lao Ren has already poisoned the Vulture Temple, everyone hurry up and unload the horse to climb the mountain, we have to hurry to the Vulture Temple to save the scene. ”

Holding their breath and running all the way, Ling Hu Chong and his party finally arrived at Vulture Mountain, and as soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood, and the messy scene around them was enough to show that there had been a big battle here.

"Brother Linghu, why is this old Ren so stubborn, he dares to bring someone to smash the field in broad daylight, I want to meet this black-hearted guy for a while. ”

The iron bull urn that followed behind sounded the urn airway.

"Hurry up the mountain, Brother Tie Niu, your opportunity has come, if you can repel the Demon Sect today and save the Vulture Temple from danger, then you will soon become famous all over the world, and if you want to do great things, you have to do this. ”

Linghu Chong turned over and jumped off the horse, and said to Tie Niu: "Do this kind of big thing a few more times, you will be a hero of the world, and when the time comes, it will reach the ears of the barbarian girl in the Western Regions, it will be a great majesty!"

"Let's go, hurry up the mountain!"

Tie Niu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly urged his companions around him.

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At this moment, in the inheritance hall of the Eagle Temple, the Sun Moon Divine Sect and the Eagle Temple are engaged in a fierce battle, and the abbot of the Eagle Temple, Master Fangzheng, and the head of the Wudang Sect, Chongxu Dao Chief, two peerless peak masters, joined forces to fight against the Sun Moon God Sect Director I Xing, not only did not have the advantage, but was suppressed to death by Ren Xing, and was at an absolute disadvantage, so he could only protect himself.

Another peerless master of the Eagle Temple, Master Fang Sheng, was stopped by the new peerless master Xiang Wentian, and the two of them did not leave their hole cards to the end, but they fought together, Master Fang Sheng had a slight advantage, but was dragged by Xiang Wentian and could not support the battlefield on the other side.

The battle between the ordinary disciples below was a heavy loss on the side of the Vulture Temple, because of the tacit cooperation between the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect. Attacking and defending each other, killing the people and horses of the Vulture Temple to the point of falling flowers, crying dad and calling mother, countless casualties in less than a stick of incense, seeing that they were about to be wiped out by the Sun and Moon God Cult.

Just when the warriors on the side of the Vulture Temple were like ashes, ready to risk their lives to fight for their lives and die with the Demon Sect people in front of them. An ordinary broom fell from the sky and slammed into the center of the battle between the two sides like a peerless sword, blasting a huge pit and shaking all the masters of both sides back.

The whole scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and everyone looked left and right, trying to find out this peerless master who suddenly appeared, not knowing whether he was friend or foe.

Being able to cause such huge damage with an ordinary broom, this person who shot it must be an unborn master, at least at the pinnacle of the world. Joining either side is enough to change the tide of the battle.

"Sneaky, get out of here!"

Let me do it with one palm to shake back Master Fangzheng and Chongxu Dao Chief, and shouted angrily outside the hall.

Obviously, to Ren Xing, the person who shot it was friend or foe, and it was estimated that it was an old antique who was in retreat and waiting to die in the Vulture Temple.

"Amitabha, good, good. This benefactor gathered hundreds of villains to kill in my Vulture Temple, which is too arrogant. Today, the old monk will inevitably make an exception and turn into a violent King Kong to overtake you demons who have caused trouble in the rivers and lakes. ”

A thin white-eyed old monk wearing an ordinary monk's robe slowly walked into the inheritance hall from outside the gate with his feet bowed and paced.

"Uncle Shi!"

The two masters, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng, immediately clasped their palms together when they saw the comer, and respectfully performed a junior etiquette.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Zhikong, you old bald donkey, I can't imagine that you haven't died after so many years!"

The old man with the scarface who had not made a move on the side of the Sun Moon Divine Sect exuded a powerful momentum. greeted the white-eyed old monk.

"Master Duan hasn't seen you for many years, and the murderous aura in your body is still so strong, I'm afraid that after death, you will fall into the Abi Hell and never be able to live forever. ”

The white-eyed old monk said hello to the scar-faced old man indifferently, looking at this, the two seemed to be old acquaintances.

The Sun Moon Divine Cult and the Vulture Temple are both super shili in the rivers and lakes that have been inherited for more than 1,000 years. The background is extremely profound, naturally there will not only be a few masters on the bright side to support the scene, if there are no old antiques in the door, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

This time, in order to completely destroy the Vulture Temple, Ren Xing opened the forbidden land of the Black Wood Cliff and invited several Taishang elders who were locked up in the forbidden place, just to prevent the Eagle Temple and the old antiques from not sitting down, and to stop the destruction of the temple by Ren Xing.

The white-eyed old monk Jianghu Dharma name Zhikong Divine Monk, and the Taishang Elder of the Sun and Moon God Sect, the magic knife Duan Zhishen was the strongest in the rivers and lakes fifty years ago, known as the peerless double pride, the two of them fought against one good and one evil for a lifetime and did not distinguish the winner or loser, Zuihou was injured and dying in a contest, and was carried back to the door by their respective disciples to close the dead, and since then disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

Fifty years have passed, the injuries of the Zhikong Divine Monk and the Demon Knife Duan Zhishen have already healed, and their martial arts have reached a higher level, reaching the limit of the peerless peak realm, and they are only one step away from condensing the true yuan to become a world-famous powerhouse in the half-step mythical realm.

As expected, this Vulture Temple really has an unborn peerless powerhouse hidden in the dark, although I am not necessarily afraid of him, but after all, he is only one person, and it is still a bit difficult to fight against the three peerless peak masters at the same time, and now that all the hole cards of the Vulture Temple are exposed, he can also rest assured that he will poison the Vulture Temple.

Xiang Wentian dragged Master Fang Sheng, Duan Zhishen blocked the white-eyed old monk, and he exposed his hole cards as he went, and quickly broke out the strongest combat power to seriously injure Fang Zheng and Chongxu, and sniped the white-eyed old monk with Duan Zhishen and the two, as long as the three peerless peak masters of the Vulture Temple were severely damaged, it would be effortless for the other little minions to clean up, not to mention the fight of ordinary disciples, their Sun and Moon Divine Sect had completely gained the upper hand.

In the confrontation just now, the warriors on the side of the Vulture Temple suffered heavy casualties, almost half of them were hung with colors, a small half of the warriors lost their combat effectiveness, and the rest of the bodies were only a matter of time, and the damage of the Sun Moon God Sect was less than one-third of that of the Vulture Temple, so if there was no miracle this time, the destruction of the Vulture Temple would be imminent.

"Fang Zheng, I'll hold back Duan Zhishen and let me do the attack later, you take the opportunity to leave from the secret path with the core disciples in the temple, as long as you keep a trace of fire, our Vulture Temple will have a chance to rise again after all." ”

The white-eyed old monk had a serious expression, his lips trembled slightly, and he used the stunt of sound transmission to transmit the voice to the ears of Master Fangzheng, and he was not sure of victory. (To be continued......)

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