There is indeed a temple on the mountain, an unknown Zen temple.
The monks in the temple had fled long before they entered.
Although the ancient temple was slightly dilapidated and in disrepair, it was fortunate that it could temporarily shelter from the wind and snow. As a group of people poured in, they lit fires one after another to dispel the coldness in their bodies.
Moreover, these people were not in a hurry to find food. They were very vigilant. They just grabbed a handful of snow and swallowed it whole. Then they set up a formation to face the enemy and paid attention to the movements outside.
They are indeed elite.
All forces at the bottom of the mountain gathered together, holding high flags, and the attack was menacing.
But these people were in no rush to attack.
The great elder retreated, Qiu Xiaolou also waited intently, Li Muchan, Ma Kongqun and Duoqingzi respectively guarded the other three parties and led the crowd to meet the enemy.
The decisive battle is coming.
No one expected that the Demon Sect's eastward march, which was so powerful that it made the martial arts circles in the Central Plains change their minds, had just begun and that they would be caught off guard and face a decisive battle.
Logically speaking, this scene of being at the end of their rope and being attacked from both sides should have been experienced by the Central Plains martial arts, and they were the ones on the offensive, sweeping across China, leveling the Central Plains, and making the heroes bow their heads. Unfortunately, it has become a fantasy and a dream now.
But not lost yet.
The goddess of bliss reminded Li Muchan softly from behind: "She is here."
Li Muchan nodded: "I know."
They were standing on the snowy roof of a Zen room, looking down the mountain.
There is a steep cliff on one side, and the lake below is surging. The cold lake wind is blowing on everyone's clothes, bringing a chill that makes people's blood rush, making everyone can't help but tighten their swords.
The snow finally weakened.
The murderous intention is coming.
Under the scattered snowflakes, Li Muchan glanced at Shangguan Xiaoxian, who was disguised as the Five Tigers of Pengmen.
Now that the demon sect is in decline and has been defeated, why does this person still risk his life?
For these thousands of elites? still……
Li Muchan's thoughts turned sharply and he looked at the wooden box on Qiu Xiaolou's back. Inside was the "Green Jade Wand", the treasure of the demon sect.
What is so mysterious about this thing?
Moreover, who is Shangguan Xiaoxian in Luoyang City?
But these thoughts were quickly suppressed by Li Muchan, and they were no longer important.
What matters is whether his ambition can be fully realized in this battle.
Suddenly, Li Muchan's mind tightened, the evil wind around him surged, and he said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"
The murderous intention is coming.
Shadows of people were moving under the mountain, there were people on the trees, and there were people on the ground. They were coming with great force, and the cold light was everywhere.
Li Muchan pulled off the cloak on his back that was wet with frost and snow, folded his swords and retreated, murmuring softly: "Come on, everyone!"
Two dragon heads came through the snow, saying concisely and concisely: "Kill, no one will be spared!"
The figure has not moved, but the hidden weapon has arrived.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Before the hidden weapon fell, dozens of figures flew through the sky, climbed branches and stepped on trees, fell from the sky like apes swinging from vines, and landed in the Zen courtyard.
The fierce light in Li Muchan's eyes skyrocketed, the sword light turned sharply, green light walked, cold light circled to the right, left sword move, right sword move, the two swords whirled like lightning, while sweeping away the hidden weapon, the tip of the sword was already trembling. The midpoint broke the throats of two people and cut one person in half.
Blood mist filled the sky.
The decisive battle begins.
"Kill!"
There are many shadows of people in the mountains and forests, and countless people from rivers and lakes swarm up.
At this time, seeing Qiu Xiaolou coming back to his senses and making up his mind to fight for his life, those people no longer seemed to care about these elites, because they did not want to give the leader of the Demon Cult any chance to breathe, let alone escape. Opportunity.
If the demon sect abandons its soldiers to save its commander, and Qiu Xiaolou wants to leave, who in the world can withstand that full-moon scimitar?
As long as this person doesn't die, he will make a comeback sooner or later, how can he let the tiger go back to the mountain?
These people have also noticed the change in the situation, and the people at the foot of the mountain have different intentions. The joint force is destined not to last long, so Qiu Xiaolou must be buried here today.
Although Qiu Xiaolou was short of wits, his talent in martial arts really shocked the past and present. At this moment, he smelled blood, and his whole body was like a tiger out of the cage, with murderous intent. As the sword flashed around, corpses fell to the ground. Two halves, no one united can be an enemy.
The Bronze Camel and the Passionate Son followed closely beside him, and the Great Elder was killing everyone in all directions. Killing people was like mowing grass.
Only at this time did Qiu Xiaolou show an indescribable power and shocking power.
This person may not be a good leader or a shrewd leader, but it will not affect his world-class swordsmanship and invincible strength.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
The great elder suddenly opened his eyes angrily, formed tantric seals on his hands, and shouted: "Hum!"
In the overwhelming blood, Qiu Xiaolou's eyes were blurred and changed, and then he returned to clarity.
In an instant, this man seemed to have regained his ambition. He was running across the battlefield, looking in all directions, with unparalleled magical power. His whole person even changed his dejection, as if he had become a new person, arrogant and shrewd in his eyes.
"Hmm...why do you have to drink like this? This seems to be a Buddhist mantra."
Li Muchan is undoubtedly good at observing details, especially when he found that Qiu Xiaolou had such a completely different change after hearing this word, and his mood was quietly rising and falling.
"Intimidation Technique," the voice of the Paradise Goddess suddenly sounded from behind him. Although her voice was extremely low, she could not conceal her shock, "Sir, what the Great Elder used was a Western Intimidation Technique."
"Mind-terrifying technique?"
Li Muchan's eyelids jumped wildly when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered something, something very important.
Qiu Xiaolou seems to have twelve dead soldiers as bodyguards. Where are the people?
Those were twelve masters who were comparable to the heads of various sects. They had also practiced the magic of demon blood and were first-class killing weapons. However, they didn't follow them closely.
Thinking of this, Li Muchan looked at Qiu Xiaolou, who was killing everyone, and the almost evil elder, and the expression on his face gradually changed.
Cheated again?
Li Muchan almost instantly thought of Qiu Xiaolou's meaningful look before. He was a little confused at first, but now he finally understood.
This was a big show for all of them.
Li Muchan thought carefully about it. On the way here, he heard that the Great Elder learned that the "Money Gang" and "Excalibur Villa" had joined forces. He seemed to have been led into a misunderstanding. He subconsciously felt that there were many dangers in the north, but the Great Elder and the others were bent on it. Xiang Bei made everyone feel stupid towards the leader of the demon sect, and they just thought they were throwing themselves into a trap.
This also caused Li Muchan to ignore the existence of the twelve people, thinking that they were scattered in Jinling and Gusu and had not yet reunited.
But thinking about it from another angle, it is precisely because of this that all the forces will mobilize and be completely drawn out.
It turns out that it was not they who fell into the trap, but Zhongyuan Wulinfan who was led into the trap.
After thinking about everything, Li Muchan couldn't help but smile secretly: "No one in this world is simple, they are all calculated with great effort."
It’s just that Shangguan Xiaoxian is very scheming, but here are two more people who even deceived him.
Each one is better at acting than the other, and they have used all the tricks to scare people, making them almost impossible to guard against.
"Get ready, the offense and defense are about to change shape, we are going to kill." Li Muchan suddenly wiped the blood on the blade and said.
Tie Yan and the other two were confused by what they heard, and King Miao Tian was also stunned. It was a bit difficult to just parry now, so how could he fight back?
The person who answered them was not Li Muchan, but Qiu Xiaolou.
"Hehehe, the ghost master is indeed extremely smart." Qiu Xiaolou laughed vigorously and boldly, but there was no trace of decadence in his voice. His voice was like thunder, and he was domineering. "Yes, the offense and defense are about to change shape. This is on the edge of Taihu Lake. I have already ambushed three thousand elites, and there are twelve dead soldiers on standby. Now that all the martial arts forces in the Central Plains are showing up, all of them will die."
as expected.
Among the hills, figures appeared quietly like ghosts, and surrounded and killed several people from the left and right sides.
The situation unexpectedly changed again.
"Kill me."
Qiu Xiaolou took the lead, jumped up and rushed out of the ancient temple, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The two Tie Yans, plus King Miao Tian, and the Heavenly Lady of Paradise were protecting the surroundings. The others also formed a formation, attacking and defending in an orderly manner as they had retreated before.
The strong smell of blood spreads.
Li Muchan also saw a strong enemy here, and saw Xiao Siwu coming through the snow, two dragon heads, and the holder of the "Sword of Eternal Life".
The three of them arrived hand in hand, followed by hundreds of "Qinglonghui" disciples.
"It's true that the road between enemies is narrow." Xiao Siwu sneered.
Li Muchan held the knife in his hand and said calmly: "This is too vulgar. I think it should be called meet on a narrow road and kill!"
In an instant, the two waves of men and horses collided fiercely like two torrents, causing the sky to be filled with blood.
The bloody battle begins.
(End of chapter)
