The wind whistled.
In the Holy City of Tianshu, the sound of fighting was resounding.
The three battles were fought in darkness, making the masters of the Twelve Temples exhausted.
In order to ambush Li Ziye, the powerful men of the Twelve Gods had to dispatch in advance and rush to three battles.
"It's so lively."
On the roof of a residential house, Li Ziye sat next to the chimney, using the chimney as a shield, watching the chaos in the city with relish, taking out a bottle of elixir from his arms and eating it as popcorn.
Of these two holy masters, one attacked others secretly, and the other was attacked secretly by others. In the end, they were all picked up and beaten by women. It was so embarrassing.
Come on, Goddess, come on, Holy Master Yunying, hack these two grandsons to death!
"The Secret of Immortality, the cloudy moon brings sunshine!"
Tongfu Inn, among the ruins, two figures flew out, smashed through the broken windows and walls, and fell to the ground. Tantai Jingyue waved his sword to reflect the moon, and the sword glowed sharply.
Suddenly, a dim light bloomed between the sky and the earth, and a waning moon appeared, with a cold and chilly atmosphere that was breathtaking.
The Heavenly Sign followed the move, and the vision frightened the soul. Holy Master Bai Gui felt it, and his mind was shocked. He once again activated the true energy in his body to block the incoming move.
"Well!"
Taichu broke the light, and during the battle, a waterfall of blood splashed out. From the left shoulder of Holy Lord Bai Gui, sword energy came out of his body, causing more injuries.
The extremely powerful Tantai Jingyue showed astonishing fighting power. Holy Lord Bai Gui, who was as powerful as the peak of the Five Realms, was completely at a disadvantage.
The blood on his chest and shoulders was dripping with blood, so dazzling.
What's even more shocking is that the wound where he was injured by Taichu Sword never healed, and blood continued to overflow, staining his clothes red.
"Sir, can we have a good talk now?"
Ten steps away, Tantai Jingyue looked at the masked man in front of her and said indifferently.
In this Tianshu Holy City, there are only a handful of people with such strength.
Nine times out of ten, there is a misunderstanding.
After hearing what the woman in front of him said, Holy Lord Bai Gui's expression changed again and again.
While the two were talking, experts from the Twelve Temples quickly gathered around them, looking at the two of them and looking at each other, wondering what to do, should they take action? If we take action, who should we help?
When Holy Lord Bai Gui saw the people coming around, he swallowed what he was about to say.
How could Holy Master Bai Gui reveal his identity in public when he was beaten so badly by a woman.
"For the sake of face, you are really killing people."
In the distance, on the roof of a house, Li Zi ate two jelly beans in a row, feeling inspired by the show.
They are all respectable people. In this situation, it is impossible to get out of the situation.
Speaking of which, why is that crazy woman Tantai Jingyue getting more and more fierce? Even before the Immortal Monument is used, she takes Bai Guisheng to attack.
Doesn't it mean that if he wants to kill her now, even ten people may not be enough?
Her uncle, who is the destined son? Isn’t this cheating?
"Oh no, those two people from Zhongyuan escaped!"
At this time, anxious voices sounded from all sides in the city, coming to move reinforcements.
"You go and stop those two people, I can handle it on my own!"
In front of the restaurant opposite Yuelai Inn, Lord Jialuo heard the news and made a quick decision and immediately ordered the chase.
"yes!"
A group of temple masters took the order and quickly rushed to the west city gate.
During the battle, Holy Lord Yunying saw that most of the fish were gone, and threw the fish in his hand away. He stared at the chest of Holy Lord Jialuo in front of him, thinking about where to put more of the fish in the next slash. Blood.
"Yunying?"
Lord Jialuo sent a tentative message and asked, "Do you have any difficulties? If so, I can help you!"
However, how could the Holy Lord Yunying, who was strong-minded and concerned about face, admit his identity at this time?
Especially now, she still has the advantage! It is even less possible to take the initiative to reveal your identity.
It is human nature to brag when you win and to be reasonable when you lose, and masters at the Holy Lord level are no exception.
"Yun, your uncle!"
Holy Lord Yunying responded in a low voice, and charged forward again with the Pure Jun Sword in hand.
Lord Jialuo's face darkened, and the anger in his heart became increasingly uncontrollable. He faced the halberd in his hand, and the sword and halberd collided head-on, sparks bursting out in the dark night.
Having lost the golden holy halberd and the divine armor being destroyed, Lord Jialuo felt very frustrated in the battle, even more uncomfortable than when he faced the second son of the Li family.
Being unable to beat and being unable to perform are really two different emotions.
It doesn't matter if he loses because his skills are not as good as others. He is clearly superior in strength, but he is suppressed and beaten for various reasons. This feeling really makes Holy Lord Jia Luo feel as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
By now, Holy Lord Jia Luo has basically determined the identity of the assassin in front of him, but if he cannot win, he will not be able to expose his disguise.
"Flying Immortal Technique, Za Da Wu Geng Han!"
After several moves, Holy Lord Yunying shouted again. Of course, she only remembered this name.
As the sword edge approached, Holy Lord Jia Luo immediately turned his halberd to block it, but when he heard a sharp earthquake, the halberd broke in response.
The blade of the sword fell, blood splattered, bit by bit.
Upon seeing this, Holy Master Yunying immediately put away the blood that fell. However, when he saw that the blood in the bottle was less than half of the bottle, he felt extremely crazy, just like some people who worked hard for a long time. When the requirements are not met.
"One more strike, one more strike is enough!"
After a brief moment of madness, Holy Lord Yunying comforted himself and looked up at Holy Lord Jialuo in front of him, with a cold look flashing in his beautiful eyes.
However, this old guy seems to have recognized her. Do you want to take this opportunity to kill him?
Just when Holy Master Yunying had evil thoughts in his heart.
In front of the west gate of the Holy City, Bai Wangyu and Zhang Donglu charged all the way, and soon they fought a bloody path.
"Hunyuan Palm!"
With his mediocre Hunyuan Palm, he directly knocked down a large piece of miscellaneous fish. Zhang Donglu looked back at the Confucian disciple behind him and shouted, "Mr. Bai, let's go!"
After saying that, Zhang Donglu stepped forward and jumped towards the tower.
"The style of a gentleman!"
Behind, Bai Wangyu saw Master Zhang fighting his way out, and no longer wanted to fight. He knocked down several temple masters with one sword, and also flew towards the city tower.
"Can you leave?"
The two were about to escape when suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and then the master of Yaoguang Palace rushed over with his men. Without hesitation, he immediately jumped after them.
"Mr. Bai, you go first!"
On the city tower, Zhang Donglu saw the master of Yaoguang Palace chasing after him. He said something, and immediately stepped on the city wall with one foot. His true energy rose sharply, so conspicuous in the night.
"Ultimate move, Tiger Mountain Tour!"
With a loud shout, Zhang Donglu clapped his palms. In an instant, a powerful wave of palm power shot out, hitting the Yaoguang Palace Master and several temple masters flying below.
In the air, the master of Yaoguang Palace and others immediately tried to resist, but felt the huge force on their bodies, and they all fell involuntarily.
"Everyone, see you later!"
After repelling the enemy with one move, Zhang Donglu said goodbye politely, jumped up and disappeared on the other side of the city wall.
