The shadow master's posture is obviously to fight one against two.
Hui Gang and Chang Kunlun seemed to be well aware of the horror of the Shadow Master. Even if he had to fight one against two, they did not dare to be careless. They carefully watched the Shadow Master's offensive and began to parry.
The shadow master's sword skills were better than each other, and he slashed towards the two of them sharply.
Facing two opponents of the same level, the film master did not concentrate his swords and swords on his body as he did against Liu Mingzhi's brother and sister. Instead, he suppressed their attacks with moves.
Under the same realm, whoever's internal strength is exhausted first will become a lamb to be slaughtered in the hands of the opponent.
The shadow master, who has always been on the edge of danger, understands this truth even more. Although he only used ordinary moves to attack the two of them step by step, they were still deadly.
The same is true for Hui Gang and the other two. The magic wand was waving like a tiger, and there was a faint roar of a tiger. It gradually became more majestic with the afterimage of the magic wand, blocking Shadow Master Yan Ling Dao's fatal move every time.
The two daggers in Chang Kunlun's hands were rather nimble, dancing as nimbly as swallows in the clouds. Together with Huigang's fierce attacks on the lower three paths of the Shadow Master, they also hit the key points.
Gradually, Huigang and Hui Gang seemed to notice that the Shadow Master's offensive was gradually slowing down, and they looked at each other and gradually became excited.
They understood that the Shadow Master must have consumed a lot of energy before they arrived.
Suddenly the momentum of the two people increased greatly. The magic wand in Huigang's hand was charged with strength and closed with one hand. The sharp tip of the staff pointed towards the chest of the shadow master like a mountain. A tiger shadow on the staff accompanied the magic wand. Flying towards the shadow master.
The shadow master immediately held the Yanling knife and slashed for half a month. The body-protecting knife was lingering in front of him, and he withstood Huigang's charged blow.
Under the attack of the two men, although the shadow master was not in danger of his life, he gradually fell into a disadvantage due to lack of true energy.
Next to Chen Jie's carriage, Wen Renzheng looked at Chang Kunlun and Chang Kunlun in surprise, who were fiercely attacking the film master.
"How come these two killers are here too? The Jin Kingdom should be overwhelmed by the army's offensive. How can it be possible that there is still enough energy left to pay attention to the disputes within the Dalong Court?"
Li Buyi looked neither sad nor happy as he pulled off a messy tail from the whisk and threw it on the ground.
“All living beings are pawns.
Two of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements of gold, the admiral of the Kingdom of Jin, have just appeared. It is not clear whether the other three are coming. It would be a wonderful event if the Hui Pharaoh Bald Donkey from the Great Huguo Temple also came.
Wind and Cloud Crossing! Fengyundu is worthy of the word Fengyun.
It is truly a great meeting, where dragons and tigers gather together.
The old innate masters, the latecomers and strangers, 80% of the masters in the world, all appeared here today, it was really wonderful.
After today's battle, there won't be any major wars in the world for at least ten years! "
"Senior brother, are the other three King Kongs from the Jin Kingdom Admiral Division here?"
"Who knows!
But it doesn't matter whether he comes or not. The experts present pay a little price, which is enough for our dragon king to block the attacks of these top experts in the imperial court and wait for an opportunity to escape. "
"What?"
Wen Renzheng exclaimed and subconsciously glanced towards the battlefield.
Liu Sandao, the swordsman at the end of the sea, the young monk who inherited the Dabei Zen Forest, Song Zhong, the knight-errant and coffin-bearer, Bai Ling'er, the proud girl of the Bai family, Huigang, the eight-armed Arhat, and Chang Kunlun, the flying swallow in the clouds. There are only six innate masters.
Even if these people fight against each other one by one, the imperial court can still have four innate masters available.
After escaping from Fengyundu under the pursuit of four innate masters, Wen Renzheng tried his best but couldn't figure out how his apprentice could do it.
"Um?"
Wen Renzheng's eyes narrowed while he was thinking, and he locked his eyes on the four men in blue robes and hats who were killing everyone in the crowd.
The skills of these four people are extraordinary.
Wen Renzheng stared closely at the figures of the four people on the battlefield. When there was a gap, the silver light spread by the bright moon shone on the golden willow leaves on the chest of one of them. Only then did Wen Renzheng understand Nod.
It turns out that these four masters have come.
When did they join the quiet and chaotic battlefield, he didn't even notice at all.
Looking at Li Buyi with admiration, Wen Renzheng's tense mind slowly relaxed.
Coupled with the four masters from Liuye World and Xuanhuang, as well as the obstruction of the numerous masters, it was indeed enough to cover his disciple's withdrawal from the Fengyundu battlefield and rush back to the Northern Xinjiang Palace.
As long as the disciple escapes, Fengyundu's crisis can be solved instantly.
The imperial troops who failed in their mission have no hope of pursuing their main target, so they will definitely not continue to fight with these unimportant troops and waste the spy's strength.
In particular, they had to rush back to report to their master and prepare countermeasures.
Wen Renzheng silently watched the situation on the battlefield and breathed a sigh of relief.
Is this the blessing of God?
But the fact that these people arrived in time was most likely due to the disciple's advance arrangements. It had nothing to do with God!
Wen Renzheng thought of this, glanced at Li Buyi depressedly, and looked at the beautiful night sky with bright moon and sparse stars.
Does the so-called heaven really exist?
Thunder King finally led the master who was fighting him to Wind King, told Wind King to deal with it carefully, and immediately flew towards Liu Mingzhi who was rolling in the snow nest.
The film owner was overjoyed when he saw this, but when he saw the unworried and calm expressions of Hui Gang and the two men who were besieging him, a bad premonition came to his mind.
"Thunder King, be careful!"
The weapon in Thunder King's hand was about to hit Liu Mingzhi's vitals. When he heard the Shadow Master's reminder, he immediately became vigilant, held back his remaining momentum and turned around.
A ray of cold light pierced the sky directly from the position where Thunder King flipped in the air.
A petite figure shook his head in disappointment, watching the figure of Thunder King, he drew out the soft sword from Liu's waist and flew forward to attack. Who else could it be if it wasn't Hui'er, the deputy governor of the Admiral Division?
The film owner looked at Hui'er flying towards Thunder King with his peripheral vision, feeling both lucky and regretful at the same time.
A feeling of powerlessness suddenly arose in my heart.
What is the purpose of King Bingjian's move?
Having prepared so many backup plans, are you just waiting for the assassination of yourself and others?
However, Hui Gang and the other two didn't give the shadow master a chance to think about it. Each of their deadly moves was stronger than the last, making the shadow master tired of fighting again.
The sound of the soles of his feet crunching on the snow reached Liu Mingzhi's ears. Liu Mingzhi weakly opened his eyes, turned his sore neck and looked towards the north.
Looking at the gradually clear figure, his eyes were filled with a hint of pain and memories.
"Why is it you! It's so...ahem...it's so cold in the winter and you're holding a folding fan. It's not cold."
Wearing a folding fan towel, a spotless moon-white scholar's Confucian robe, and cloud-smoked shoes, the Queen's outfit is still as heroic and elegant as when she first met in the south of the Yangtze River.
But looking back, the past is the past.
The Queen's folding fan gently tapped the palm of her jade hand, and she slowly stopped beside Young Master Liu and squatted down. She looked at Young Master Liu who was in ragged clothes and covered with scars, her bright eyes filled with sadness and distress.
Raising her head, the Queen quietly examined the bloody and chaotic battle situation in Fengyundu with complicated eyes, and silently lowered her head to look at Young Master Liu, whose eyes were a little blurred.
"This is the fate of your loyalty to the Great Dragon Court. If you had listened to me earlier, why would you end up like this!
Do you regret today's results? "
