Liutian City is a famous and prosperous city in Lanyin Mansion, but tonight it is as dark as a ghost town. Only in the center of the city, the square of Liutian Pavilion was bustling with activity, with blood everywhere.
The second elder, Li Jian, was furious, and the supreme elder had not arrived yet. Almost all of our disciples were injured now, and they were already at a disadvantage. If we didn't fight hard, it would be too late.
And just now, the majestic old man and the golden tiger fought for nearly a hundred rounds. Both sides were somewhat exhausted, but at this time, a person suddenly appeared and used the same great cultivation to sneak attack the majestic old man. Although it was not fatal, it also caused him to vomit blood and retreat. Li Jian knew that he could no longer avoid it and had no choice but to risk his life.
Li Jian's cultivation level was only at the peak of Xiaocheng stage, so it was extremely difficult to block two of the Eight Vajras. However, these two old rivals were vicious, and an unknown number of the thin needles of the Masked Vajra were pierced into Li Jian's body.
After forcing the two Vajras back with one sword, Li Jian quickly took a few steps back. He took a look at the situation on the field.
The majestic old man fell into decline, and now he can only rely on the power of the sharp weapon in his hand to support himself. The other two seniors were also in dire straits, with all their high-level combat capabilities at a disadvantage.
The disciples at the bottom are not having it easy either, with more than half of them dead or injured.
These scenes made Li Jian unable to feel optimistic, leaving only the thought of fighting for his life.
"Tai Shang Elder! Where are you! Master, I'm sorry for you. Li Jian didn't protect the Liutian Sect for you!"
Li Jian screamed in his heart, and then his eyes were red and he was about to step forward to fight, but suddenly he heard a thunderous roar in the distance!
"Kunli Sect! I will fight with you until death!"
Li Jian calmed down. The voice was very familiar. Looking further away, a middle-aged warrior in purple robes was rushing in from one side of the square with a dozen disciples of the Liutian Sect.
That was the leader of the Liutian Sect, Jing Shenghan, who left the sect and went to the Holy Sect for exchanges!
Elder Qin saw this person appear on the other side, his eyes twitched, and he thought to himself: This guy didn't go to the Holy Sect for an audience, why did he come back so soon!
Mo Zhu, who had been looking for opportunities in the crowd and was preparing to attack the majestic old man again, felt bad when he saw this man's figure. Then he disappeared into the crowd like a ghost, staring at this man.
The leader of the Liutian Sect, Jing Shenghan, has cultivated in the Dacheng realm. As soon as the sword in his hand was drawn out, the sword light shot out in all directions, and the disciples of Kunli Sect could not stop it for a moment. His face was gloomy, and he was killing with one step. The disciples of the Liutian Sect behind him were all elites, and three of them were elders in the minor stage. As soon as these strong men entered the scene, the situation in the field suddenly changed.
"Qin Long! Old man! You dare to unite with the Kunli Sect and try to seize the foundation of my Liutian Sect when I'm not here! It's really hateful!"
Jing Shenghan cursed angrily and then stamped his foot. The whole person's speed increased several times, and the long sword moved forward, pointing directly at Elder Qin.
"Originally, I had to worry about you being difficult to deal with outside, but you came back on your own, which saves my worries!"
Elder Qin looked at the leader of the Liutian Sect with a mocking expression, but before he could reach him, he was blocked by someone.
"You are...Mo Zhi!"
Jing Shenghan looked at the person blocking him in front of him, and after carefully identifying him, he said with surprise.
Mo Zhu was holding two daggers and made a sneak attack. The daggers lit up on the side of Jing Shenghan's body. Jing Shenghan slashed them with his sword, but it was as if he was cutting on an iron plate and could not shake the daggers.
Mo Zifan defeated Jing Shenghan with one blow, but he remained silent when facing the leader of the Liutian Sect.
"You are also a member of the Kunli sect, just like Qin Long!"
Jing Shenghan looked at the silent Mo Zhu, and he immediately figured it out and told the truth. As for Qin Long's identity, he also found the best answer after careful reflection.
"I didn't expect that the leader would come back so quickly. This is good, it will save us a lot of trouble!"
Mo Bi said coldly.
Jing Shenghan raised his long sword and attacked Mo Zhuzi without saying a word. The Sky-glittering Sword turned into a starry sky and enveloped Mo Zhuzi.
"Master! If I hadn't experienced ten years in the Liutian Sect, then I probably wouldn't have been able to crack this move of shining stars all over the sky, but what a pity!"
Mo Zi put his swords together. No matter how fast or gorgeous Jing Shenghan's long sword was, it still couldn't break through his defense.
Jing Shenghan frowned. He knew that what Mo Zhuzi said was true. As an elder deacon, Mo Zhuzi had been exposed to enough martial arts from the Liutian Sect. After such a long time, these moves had no effect on him.
Thinking of this, Jing Shenghan knew that he had to go all out!
As soon as the sword move changed, the starry sky was suddenly annihilated. The sword light was no longer there, but instead there was darkness, and the sword shadow was invisible!
Mo Zichu was shocked. He had never seen Jing Shenghan's sword technique before, but he changed his swords again and defended with all his strength.
Mo Zi's swordsmanship has two moves, the turtle's defense and the poisonous snake's attack.
The defensive range of the dagger was just right to protect his whole body. The dagger was extremely fast. In a single fight, few people could break through his defense, and this few people did not include Jing Shenghan.
Like a sword in the dark night, I don’t know where it came from, I don’t know when it came, I don’t know how it came.
"On a shining night, the Three Questions Sword!"
Jing Shenghan gave a low shout and slashed down with his long sword. But it disappeared in mid-air. Mo Zichu felt something bad in his heart. He raised and lowered his swords to protect his vitals, but the sword move never came.
Suddenly a chill came from my waist and abdomen, followed closely by a pain! Between life and death, Mo Zhu used all his strength, twisted around and swung down his swords.
"Keng!"
With a crisp sound, Mo Zichu blocked Jing Shenghan's sword from below and did not let the sword edge cut him in half!
“Good response!”
Jing Shenghan looked at Mo Zizi, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
Mo Bi was in pain and quickly retreated, but he felt a sense of fear towards Jing Shenghan in his heart.
What kind of swordsmanship is this, so ghostly! When did this leader of the Liutian Sect become so powerful!
When Elder Qin not far away saw this, his brows suddenly touched each other. He looked around, secretly anxious in his heart.
King Kong is sentenced to death, why don’t you return?
Xue Sheng used one of the most powerful sword techniques in the evil sect, the Immediate Demonic Sword Technique. The ghostly sword technique made it difficult for King Kong to parry.
But the Death Sentence King Kong is a Dacheng Realm warrior after all. He held his breath and shook his arms. With all his strength, Liu Xin only felt a majestic force coming from his arm, and the powerful internal force directly hit his chest. He could no longer Unable to trap the Death Sentence King Kong, he was directly shocked and suffered internal injuries. After letting go, he couldn't help but retreat.
And with one arm free, the Death King Kong's palms were like thunder, overwhelming people with force. He used his internal strength several times higher than Xuesheng's to directly defeat the skill with force. Xuesheng was caught off guard and could not resist, and was imprinted by both palms. Chest, waist and abdomen. He only felt that several of his sternums were broken in an instant, and the internal organs in his waist and abdomen were also shaken and suffered internal injuries.
Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he held back a breath, and stepped back, avoiding the two palms of King Kong.
The King of Death was unreasonable and unforgiving, he took a breath and continued to chase Xuesheng and attack. Xuesheng's face turned pale. At this moment, he was unable to resist. All his internal energy was exhausted, and his muscles had reached their limits and were already powerless. Although he was in a desperate situation, his eyes were still clear and he had no fear at all.
"Brother!"
A Li's panicked voice came to mind behind Xuesheng. Xuesheng's heart tightened and her eyes instantly filled with blood.
"ah!"
Just when he was about to fight, a steel gun came out of his side and pierced the chest of King Kong with a cold light.
The King of Death raised his arm and slapped away the steel spear with one palm, but what followed was a dazzling sword light, which fell from the sky and struck down hard!
Death King Kong could only dodge, and the breath in his mouth finally ran out.
A Li was the first to react, and she shouted excitedly: "Use left and right!"
Xuesheng staggered, and he also realized that the rescue of himself and others was coming! Uncle Hei with the steel gun held Xuesheng up, while Uncle Hei with the double sword stood in front of King Kong.
Xuesheng stabilized her body and said, "You two came just in time!"
Uncle Hei with the steel gun nodded, but said nothing. Seeing that Xuesheng stood firm, he thrust the steel gun forward and pointed it at the bloodstained King Kong who looked embarrassed.
Xuesheng glanced around, doubts gradually rising in her heart.
"You two, please be careful. This person is at the Dacheng Realm, and he has practiced top martial arts techniques and is indestructible. He is extremely difficult to deal with."
Xuesheng reminded, but saw Uncle Hei with the double swords snorting, and then the double swords emitted a cold light, and he had already rushed out. With a flash of light, he had already slashed towards the Death King Kong.
The strength of the two black uncles is about the same as that of Liu Xin and Xuesheng. Their internal strength is higher than that of Liu Xin and Xuesheng, but their martial arts skills are not as varied as Liu Xin and Xuesheng's.
But although the martial arts moves they have learned are not as top-level as those of Liu Xin and Xuesheng, they have been immersed in the world of martial arts they have learned for a long time. To some extent, their use of moves is better than Liu Xin's. Xinhe Xuesheng is even more proficient.
The two of them cooperated tacitly and were not at a disadvantage. King Kong's eyes were gloomy and scary. These two people were in his intelligence. The two demons were not highly cultivated, but they cooperated with each other tacitly. For a while, he couldn't find any flaws in them, so he temporarily A stalemate formed.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Liu Xin walked to Xuesheng and watched him cover his chest. He already knew that the bones in his chest must be seriously injured.
"Haha, I'm not dead yet! Junior sister, your two guardians arrived just in time!" Xue Sheng's face turned pale, and A Li who was watching from the side felt heartbroken.
"Hey, I'm also seriously injured. Why are you just looking at him?" Liu Xin said to A Li dissatisfied, but immediately returned to the topic. He asked: "When is it? You don't have to use any means, or... Have you used up all those medicines?"
Liu Xin rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "How do you know I'm useless? It's just that he seemed to be prepared. I gave him seven different potions, but he didn't show any signs!"
Liu Xin sighed, then glanced at the broken sword in his hand, and said to A Li, "Give me your gun."
A Li glanced at Liu Xin, who also looked unhappy, and then at the two black uncles who were flying up and down and trying their best to attack. He seemed to be torn in his heart, whether to leave now or let his senior brothers go up and fight.
Liu Xin saw what Ah Li was thinking, smiled cheerfully at Ah Li, and then reached out to take the spear. He took a deep breath and then said: "A Li, you are already the master of the sect. As the master of a sect, you must first remember one thing. You cannot shrink back in front of your subordinates. Once you take a step back, you will never be able to It’s taken a step further in their hearts, you understand!”
A Li stared blankly at Liu Xin's back. Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out with a gun.
"Your brother is right. The envoys came to save us. Due to emotions and reasons, we should fight side by side with them!"
Xuesheng broke away from A-li's hand and took a step forward, but the severe pain from his chest made him stagger. A-li quickly stepped forward to support him. There were tears in her eyes. She choked and said:
"Senior brother! Senior brother is obviously nearby, why don't you take action!"
Xue Sheng glanced at the darkness around her and said bitterly, "Maybe you saw it wrong."
At the foot of Jiezi Mountain, there are towering sand and stones, shaded by green trees. There were no clouds in the sky, and the proud moon was in the sky. Although it was late at night, it looked like daytime under the moonlight.
Wang Jia, a disciple of the Liutian Sect, leaned against an ancient tree that required five people to hug him. His chest heaved violently, and his robes were in tatters, green and yellow, and covered with dust.
"I didn't expect that a warrior like you, with a small level of cultivation, could actually injure my third brother, and that the Liutian Sect could produce a person like you!"
Under the moonlight, two men in armor, as tall as mountains, looked proudly at the embarrassed Wang Jia. One of the men, wearing silver armor and reflecting the moonlight all over his body, said coldly.
"What's your name? My five tiger generals will not kill unknown people!"
"So what if you think of it, I can still hit you until you vomit blood! And my Liutian Sect is an upright sect, not something you mere bandits can look down upon! I'm afraid that I'll scare you two to death if I mention my name!"
"Third brother, this guy is still talking tough. Do you want me to chop off his head?"
The man in silver armor drew out the alien sword from his waist, then turned to look at the man in black armor next to him and said.
The armor of the man in black armor was in a very messy state. Besides dust, there was a lot of blood stains on it. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his eyes quickly, and then murderous intent shrouded him. He rejected the man in silver armor's proposal without hesitation:
"Jianhu, just watch. Ever since I opened up the last two meridians and entered the Dacheng realm, I have never taken seriously the warriors who are in the minor adult stage."
"Stop bragging! You obviously used all your strength before, otherwise how could you repel me!"
Wang Jia interrupted and said sarcastically, then he leaned against the ancient tree and arched his body. After standing up straight, he took a deep breath and felt the broken bones in his body. He looked at the man in black armor with a determined expression.
"Uncle, Master, whether I can see the Supreme Elder depends on your blessing! Uh, no, only my ancestors can bless me. I don't mean to curse you, bah bah! Master, don't blame me. Master, don’t blame me..."
Listening to Wang Jia's words, the man in Mo Jia was very angry. He was Ying Hu among the five tiger generals. Originally, he and Jian Hu were guarding Jiezi Mountain to guard against Jiang Buwei, the supreme elder of Liutian Sect.
When the two of them discovered that Wang Jia was rushing to Qingfeng Pavilion in Jiezi Mountain, they knew that this person must have been sent from Liuotian City to report the news to Jiang Buwei.
Therefore, Shadow Tiger took action brazenly. However, Wang Jia, a warrior in his junior stage, actually gave Shadow Tiger a big surprise the moment they fought. Shadow Tiger unexpectedly fell into a disadvantage and was beaten extremely miserably. . Fortunately, Sword Tiger came to the rescue, and then he stabilized his position and counterattacked, knocking Wang Jia back in one fell swoop and smashing him into the ancient tree.
But even so, Shadow Tiger still hates Wang Jia deeply. Among the five tiger generals, he has always been proud of his speed in cultivation. Apart from his eldest brother Golden Tiger, he is the second to enter the Dacheng realm. Therefore, he has always been arrogant, but recently he was beaten so embarrassingly by a mere martial artist, and was watched by his fourth brother. He didn't know how he would be teased by several other people when he returned home, so he became angry and murderous.
Shadow Tiger is good at boxing, so he doesn't like to use weapons. He believes that his body is the strongest weapon. Ying Hu made a simple start, then quickly reached extremely fast speed. He was like a strong wind, whizzing towards Wang Jia.
Wang Jia looked at this scene and recalled that before, Shadow Tiger might not have had time to fully demonstrate his strength, but now the speed at which Shadow Tiger was showing was simply unstoppable for him.
"Boom!"
After a muffled sound, Wang Jia slammed into the ancient tree behind him. Shadow Tiger stepped forward and knocked him back with a punch, then followed closely and raised his knees!
"Click!"
Wang Jia felt as if his entire sternum was broken. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with foam. He couldn't react in time. Shadow Tiger's speed was too fast, and his speed was greatly affected by the injury.
After being struck twice in a row, the corners of Yinghu's mouth were already raised. He wanted to express the anger in his heart fiercely, so the place he attacked was not a fatal point.
Two fists with residual images were thrown out, Wang Jia's shoulder blades were shattered, and he received a blow to the waist and abdomen, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood mist.
Shadow Tiger twisted around and hit Wang Jia's arm with a leg whip. Wang Jia's whole body spun twice in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Snapped!"
Wang Jia fell to the ground, but did not let out a cry of pain. Yinghu frowned. Wang Jia's appearance quickly rekindled the anger he had just dissipated.
"You are really tough, kid."
Shadow Tiger stood proudly, looking at Wang Jia condescendingly, then turned to Jianhu and said, "Take off his tendons and hamstrings. Suddenly I don't want him to die!"
"Hehe, okay!"
When Wang Jia heard Yinghu Jianhu's conversation, his body shook violently. Seeing this scene, Yinghu raised the corners of his mouth and felt extremely comfortable in his heart.
Sword Tiger walked to Wang Jia's side, raised the alien sword in his hand, and was about to swing it down, but he heard the sudden sound of the sky breaking behind him. He turned around instantly, slashed down with the sword in his hand, and with a flash of sword light, something was split into pieces. The two halves fell to the ground beside them.
Jianhu fixed his eyes and saw that it was just a piece of stone. When he turned around, he saw an old man with flowing white hair slowly approaching in the distance.
"Ginger... no!"
Shadow Tiger turned around, faced the old man, and whispered.
When Wang Jia heard Ying Hu's murmur, he endured the severe pain all over his body and turned his head to look, his eyes filled with unstoppable tears.
"The Supreme Elder!"
The old man's expression was normal and his eyes were clear, without any murderous intent, but Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger could clearly feel the pressure from the former, like thick soil wrapped around their bodies.
Jiang Buwei was dressed in linen, and he walked slowly up to Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger, who were facing formidable enemies.
The old man's eyes seemed as if he could not see the two of them, and his gaze always fell on Wang Jia, whose face was stained with tears. When he got closer and felt Wang Jia's rapidly disappearing vitality, Jiang Buwei's brows furrowed deeply.
"You are Lao Wu's disciple, right?"
A breeze blew by, and Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger both hurriedly retreated at the same time. The strong wind suddenly hit their faces, and the power contained in it frightened both of them. But after stabilizing his body, he found that Jiang Buwei just took a quick step forward and squatted next to Wang Jia.
And the strong wind just now was just the wind brought by Jiang Buwei's step forward.
Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger looked at each other and felt what the other person was thinking. Jiang Buwei's cultivation was beyond their expectations.
But Jiang Buwei paid no attention to the two of them and stretched out his hand to pour his inner strength into Wang Jia's body to help him stabilize his injury.
"Don't be afraid, my uncle has restored your inner strength, and you will be fine."
Jiang Buwei whispered to Wang Jia, then stood up and looked at the two members of the Five Tiger Generals for the first time.
"You are the five tiger generals under Liangshan, and Xu You is your eldest brother!"
Yinghu's eyebrows twitched. He didn't expect that his eldest brother's real name would be revealed so simply by Jiang Buwei. The five tiger generals have been fighting in Zhongzhou for more than 20 years, and their real names have long been forgotten by the world.
"Senior Jiang... my eldest brother's real name has been out of use for many years." Shadow Tiger couldn't help but use the honorific in his words. Faced with the invisible power of this old man, he could no longer maintain his domineering and pride.
"Third brother, why are you so polite with this old man? This is the person that the elder brother asked us to stop. Since he showed up on his own, we will just follow the elder brother's instructions and stop him!"
Although Jianhu also felt the pressure, he was bolder by nature and dared to speak more than his third brother.
"Fourth brother, be careful!" Yinghu naturally did not forget the mission of the two of him, and suppressed the fear in his heart. Although the old man opposite him was so powerful that he felt suffocated, after all, he was only in the Dacheng realm, and he at the same level.
"I met Xu You once many years ago. He was still a boy at that time, but his talent surprised me. Originally, I was planning to invite him to join our Liutian Sect, but no matter how much I tried to persuade him, he was unwilling. No. Thinking that decades have passed, he actually stepped into our Liutian Sect again."
Jiang Buwei said these words as if he was talking to himself, and then he saw a black shadow appear above his head. Shadow Tiger yelled angrily, and the iron palm was already taken, and on the other side of Jiang Buwei's body, Sword Tiger Holding an alien sword, slashing with silver light flashing!
Sword Tiger and Shadow Tiger attacked simultaneously.
Jiang Buwei took a deep breath and took a step back. He was already a few steps behind. This also caused Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger's attacks to fail. Then a long sword that appeared in Jiang Buwei's hand suddenly exploded. Amazing light!
"On a bright night, stars are all over the sky!"
The starlight that night was obscured by Jiang Buwei's sword light. Shadow Tiger and Sword Tiger narrowed their eyes slightly, feeling the great crisis, so they used all their strength.
"puff"
The light dimmed, a corner of Jiang Buwei's Mai was cut off, and several white hairs were scattered in the air.
Jianhu spat out a mouthful of blood but still couldn't stop it, because in his waist and abdomen, there was a very long gash, and blood and pieces of flesh continued to overflow. The damage to his internal organs caused him to vomit blood uncontrollably.
Behind him, Yinghu's face was pale and frightened. He held the wrist of the other hand tightly with one hand, but that palm had disappeared. Blood dripped on the ground, and the lost blood was like He was losing his courage just as quickly.
"Senior, you have touched a higher realm!" Shadow Tiger only had this answer, otherwise no matter how strong the Dacheng realm was, he would not be able to cause such great damage to his two brothers with one move.
Jiang Buwei tilted his head involuntarily when he heard the words, and looked sideways at the Qingfeng Pavilion in the distance. He smiled, but did not answer Yinghu's words.
He walked to Wang Jia, helped the shocked Wang Jia up, and then asked softly: "Just hold on, we have to go back to Liutian City."
Wang Jia nodded heavily, he knew that the Liutian Sect could be saved.
Jiang Buwei left with Wang Jia. Yinghu stopped the bleeding for Jianhu, and then said dejectedly: "Fourth brother, you wait for me here, I will go to Liutian City to inform the elder brother and the others. If we can't come back, then Let us brothers get together in the underworld."
Jianhu, who had no trace of blood on his face, nodded, and another stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Yinghu wiped it away for him, then got up and left, leaving Jianhu alone sitting with his back under the ancient tree where the five people were hugging each other.
After a stick of incense, a tall and thin old man with white eyebrows and red phoenix eyes appeared in Jianhu's sight. Jianhu's breathing was mixed with a sound like a broken bellows, and he frowned in pain and looked at the person.
