The black-robed Taoist was so depressed that he couldn't even get up from the ground. Bai Ze gained the upper hand and was unforgiving. The luck of the mountains and rivers changed the nature of the soil under the Taoist's feet, turning the originally hard soil into as soft as a swamp.
"No!" the black-robed Taoist shouted, but half of his body had already sunk into the soil.
"Here!" Bai Ze shouted and clasped his hands together. On both sides of the black-robed Taoist's body, two huge three-foot-tall palms emerged from the soil. Following Bai Ze's movements, they attacked from left to right and struck at the black robed Taoist. Taoist priest.
The black-robed Taoist's lower body sank into the ground. Bai Ze pressed forward step by step, and he had no choice but to stretch out his hand to block the mud palms coming at him. But in this way, your chest is completely exposed and the door is wide open.
A dilemma.
So Bai Ze followed up with his third move.
"Swords coming!" The boy in white shouted, and the two swords vibrated at the same time and flew towards Bai Ze. The Wufeng sword came first, Bai Ze grabbed it, and used the most powerful and powerful Vajra sword energy in the "Five Elements Sword Manual" to "open the mountain".
The sword energy stretched thirteen feet across and passed through the black-robed Taoist's body, leaving a three-foot-deep crack in the hard frozen soil.
"boom!--"
The black robe exploded.
But Bai Ze realized something was wrong, because Kaishan's sword passed through the black-robed Taoist's body, but no blood sprayed out.
"Click."
Hearing a strange sound, Bai Ze looked intently and saw that the body of the black-robed Taoist cracked open and turned out to be a wooden man!
"Oops, it's a Taoist magic, stealing stars to change the sun!" Bai Ze's heart trembled, murderous intent came from all directions, and thirteen black-robed figures suddenly appeared in the open field, surrounding Bai Ze.
Taoist magic, shadow clone.
Huangshan flew towards him and Bai Ze caught him. At this time, the thirteen Taoists moved, the whisks in their hands stirred up, and three thousand white silk threads stabbed at Bai Ze like swords.
Big crisis!
Bai Ze's pupils shrank, and without thinking, he held both swords in his hands, and made nine rotations of the "Dahe Sword Intention" rolling sword style. Countless sword energy flew out as Bai Ze rotated, and collided with the whisk sword energy of the thirteen Taoists. , making a sonorous sound of gold and iron.
"Girl." On the second floor of the inn, Qing'er saw Bai Ze surrounded by thirteen people and was in a desperate crisis, and said, "Why don't you take action?"
Yu Youwei still shook his head.
The cold wind blew the green hair on the girl's forehead, her crimson eyes were calm, and her face was unusually serious.
Sensation told her that she should take action, otherwise Bai Ze might die. But rationally told her to wait. Because the more desperate the crisis, the most important secrets of a person will be truly exposed.
On that side, the whisk sword energy gradually gained the upper hand. Bai Ze's sword rolling posture became more and more difficult, and he had no choice but to stop. At first glance, he saw that there were many gaps on the Huangshan sword blade.
Bai Ze felt a chill in his heart.
When the thirteen Taoists attacked, Bai Ze's mind changed all at once. At this time, he had consumed too much true energy. He had used Wuliang's sword forcefully before, and half of the pure yang true energy in his body had been drained. At this moment, he felt that his forehead was covered with sweat.
The black-robed Taoist's strange spells must consume a lot of energy and cannot be maintained for long. Now that there is no way to go from heaven to earth, all Bai Ze can think of is to use the Taoist Qi Bell evolved from the Buddhist Golden Bell to resist the Whisker Sword Qi.
But the problem is, it's okay if he can be blocked. If the door gas clock cannot be blocked, he will be dead if the thirteen whisks are removed.
While thinking about it, the whisks in the hands of the thirteen Taoists had already arrived in front of Bai Ze! Before the sharp sword energy arrived, Bai Ze's clothes had been torn in many places, and sword marks were left one after another on his body.
Yu You moved slightly. She grabbed the paper umbrella held by the maid Qing'er and stepped out of the door and window.
At the moment of life and death, in the sea of soul consciousness, the black and yellow dragon energy suppressed by a page of books shook violently. The giant dragon opened its molten gold eyes and let out a wild roar.
"Buzz!——"
Bai Ze's dark eyes turned golden at the moment when the dragon roared. The black and yellow energy surrounded his body, and the young man's clothes inspired him. The Thirteen Whisk Sword Qi stabbed Bai Ze's body, but was completely blocked by the black and yellow energy.
Not only that, the thirteen whisks were broken every inch in the blink of an eye. Bai Ze turned around and struck a sword, using Huangshan. The black and yellow energy wrapped around the sword, drew an arc, and swept out, killing all thirteen Taoists.
A muffled groan came from the darkness, and it turned out that the black-robed Taoist's true body was not among the thirteen incarnations.
Bai Ze's expression had become inhumane. He raised his sword to chase after him, but a figure came over and held his shoulders, suppressing the dragon soul who took the opportunity to seize his body.
The golden light in Bai Ze's eyes faded, and Yu Youwei smiled at him and said, "Let me do it instead."
The black-robed Taoist was wounded in the chest by Bai Ze's sword. At this moment, he stood still, using the blood as a matchmaker, stepped on the Taoist formation, and shouted: "Lihuo Sword!"
Three strands of Lihuo Sword Qi flew out from the black-robed Taoist's position and shot towards Yu Youwei and the others. The girl smiled charmingly, put the paper umbrella on her shoulders, and swept away the fierce Lihuo Sword Qi with a wave of her hand.
"How is that possible?!" The black-robed Taoist was shocked.
Not only him, Bai Ze was also confused. He knew that Yu Youwei's strength was unfathomable, but with this gentle breeze blowing across the moon, it was too scary to use his strength to relieve his strength, right? !
"You can go die." Yu Youwei closed her paper umbrella and rushed towards the black-robed Taoist.
"Earth tornado!" The black-robed Taoist tried to stop Yu Youwei's actions, but dozens of sharp earth thorns rose up from the ground. The fox-fur girl was just a little bit tiptoe, and she was already flying.
The paper umbrella opened in the air, and she looked like a goddess in a fairy pavilion. Every move she made was breathtakingly beautiful, and flickered with a deadly light.
The black-robed Taoist realized that this beautiful girl was far more ferocious than the young man just now, so he rubbed oil on his soles and was about to run away. But Yu Youwei didn't give him this chance.
The paper umbrella fell, and Yu Youwei's figure twisted and snaked, falling to the ground like a meteor. The speed was so fast that Bai Ze couldn't see the figure. She had already drawn her sword behind the black-robed Taoist.
It's drawing a sword.
Only then did Bai Ze realize that there was a sword in the handle of the paper umbrella. Yu Youwei drew the famous sword Qiushui, and the black-robed Taoist felt a flash of murderous intent. He saw the spinning night sky, and then the bloody earth.
It wasn't until he saw his headless body falling that he realized that the girl had taken off his head with a floating sword.
Bai Ze looked from a distance and couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this. Bai Ze almost died against the black-robed Taoist. But one look at Yu Youwei, it seemed that to her, killing the demon horn was no different than crushing an ant.
On the other side, the gate of the inn was demolished by Bai Ze. In the huge courtyard, the Yucheng assassins had suffered heavy casualties under the joint attacks of Yu Wenhe and Zhang Hu. Now when some people saw that Commander Yucheng and the black-robed Taoist died one after another, they could no longer withstand the pressure and ran for their lives screaming.
"Don't chase the enemy!" Yu Wenhe shouted to stop the Qingqi and mercenaries from chasing the enemy. He wiped the cold blood from his face and sheathed his long sword. "Our mission is to escort the medicinal materials and check the damage of the materials!"
"Yes!" Eighty Qingqi took the order.
Zhang Hu looked at the corpses of his mercenary brothers lying in the snow, took a deep breath, and drank: "Martial law!"
Both sides tidied up the battlefield, and two carriages were destroyed. Most of the medicinal materials were damaged, but fortunately they could be re-shipped.
But at this moment, the maid Qing'er suddenly came from behind the crowd and shouted: "Wait a minute!" Yu Wenhe and Zhang Hu looked at the maids who had been following the young master of the Chamber of Commerce for the past few days, frowning and saying nothing.
Qing'er walked to the damaged carriage, grabbed a handful of medicinal herbs, sniffed them, and then threw them on the ground, saying, "It's Drunken Monkey Fungus. These medicinal materials have been sprinkled with toxin spores, Drunken Monkey Fungus. This poisonous weed grows like Like mushrooms, but colorful. People who eat them will have strange hallucinations and mania, and the injured will bleed."
"This?!" Yu Wenhe was shocked, "Miss, are you sure?"
"If Yu Xiaowei doesn't believe it, he can take these medicinal materials to the Heyang camp and ask the pharmacist from the Medicine Master Pavilion to taste them." Qing'er snorted when he saw that he was being questioned.
"Girl, don't blame me." Zhang Hu smiled and smoothed things over. "Yu Xiaowei was also worried that something happened to this batch of medicinal materials on the way and could not be transported to the Heyang Camp. I just dare to ask the girl, what medicinal materials are left in the carriage?" He said, his tone became nervous.
"I've just seen it, there's no problem." Qing'er's face softened slightly and she said.
