The man with the sickle is naturally Jiang Yichen.
Before the arrival of the Yeyu Clan in the Mountain, it was difficult for any outsider to help Yuntian Guan except him.
Jiang Yichen's weird behavior was not concealed from the public.
At least someone in Tianxuan Palace has noticed something fishy about him.
The passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names. If he wants to disrupt the battle situation in secret and without leaving a trace, even careful planning and slow planning will not guarantee that it will be completed flawlessly. What's more, he is acting according to the opportunity.
Jiang Yichen never thought that his whereabouts could be hidden from the people of Yuntianguan. What he needed to do was to hide his whereabouts from the people of Nether Sect.
The one who wielded the heavy hammer obviously hadn't noticed his weirdness yet.
The person wearing the finger tiger may have discovered something fishy, but unfortunately he has passed out now and may never wake up again.
As for Mr. Suo, he is a man who is holding back his urine with his life.
You can applaud his persistence and perseverance, but you can't expect that his mind is still functioning normally.
What's more, Suo Ye and Ye Ye lacked the nerve in their heads to think carefully. They believed in the existence and truth of many strange and weird things and were unwilling to bother to think about them. Over time, they lost this ability. Genji.
People who don't have this strength may live a very happy life, but they can easily be treated like cattle or horses without realizing it.
Jiang Yichen didn't know that Master Suo was actually fighting against the three urgent needs of life.
Perhaps the visual impact of the blood-soaked scene just now was too great, or maybe Suo Ye's endurance had reached its limit. In short, when Jiang Yichen moved his steps and was about to attack Qi Difu again, a crashing sound broke the moment in the palace. of dead silence.
In an instant, the area where Suo Ye stood was almost turned into a wetland, and a strong smell could still be smelled from a few feet away.
Just when Jiang Yichen was doubting that Master Suo was so lacking in concentration, he looked behind him, which was also wet. He couldn't help but cursed, "Isn't this guy taking medicine randomly after being kicked in? Is he ruined by it? It's really a blessing from God. I also!"
While Master Suo was still immersed in the feeling of relief after urinating, he caught a glimpse of two figures, one black and one white, heading towards him.
Fortunately, it was the black figure who was at the forefront.
However, the black figure was flying backwards with its back on its back!
If what Suo Ye saw was correct, Yunzhang used his sword to pick up the severed arm with the finger tiger at his feet, and shot it at his men. The four sharp spikes on the finger tiger scratched his right arm, and he suffered severe pain. The scythe man turned around and was kicked by Yun Zhang again. He flew out immediately. Yun Zhang realized that it was self-defeating and something bad was going to happen. Qi Difu would be accidentally injured. How could he not follow him and pounce on him? This situation.
There's nothing wrong with Mr. Suo's eyes, so he can see perfectly.
There is nothing wrong with the heavy hammer man's eyes, and he can see clearly.
But Yunzhang finally figured out a sentence, a very brief sentence.
“Sometimes what you see is not what you get.”
Yunzhang was speechless.
He can't explain to Mr. Suo and the Hammer Man whether it was the Sickle Man who guided his sword to cut off the Tiger Man's arms, whether it was the Sickle Man who guided his sword to hurt himself, or whether it was the Sickle Man who guided him to raise his feet. Make a kicking action.
He didn't have to do that.
Even if he did, he would be regarded as a lunatic.
He couldn't do that either.
Because the sickle man has been helping him.
However, when he was unable to stop the sickle man from hitting his second uncle, he found that he could no longer make a sound.
Boom!
This was the only sound Qi Difu made since he entered Tianxuan Palace.
A heavy and heartbreaking sound.
Qi Difu had closed his eyes, and he dedicated every breath of his breath to Yuntian Guan. He died without regrets.
Yunzhang opened his mouth, and there was no way to draw his sword. He couldn't even stand firmly, as if he was in a state of madness.
But even so, he still broke Master Suo's left hamstring with a sword.
Jiang Yichen spent a lot of effort to lift up Suo Ye's huge body, and took a few steps back to avoid the fatal sword.
Suo Ye endured the pain and grabbed Jiang Yichen's arm, as if it was his life-saving straw. However, he didn't know that the serious injury to his left foot was entirely caused by the people around him.
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boom!
Tianxuan Palace suddenly became brighter.
The sound of weapons clashing was also louder.
The door of Tianxuan Palace was broken open!
"With half a cup of tea, you can get the elixirs but not the medicinal herbs. Those who get more elixirs will be rewarded in Islam!"
The crying lady's voice sounded at the right time.
It turned out that, unknowingly, Yuntian Guan had managed to survive another stick of incense. Thinking that the Yeyu Clan was coming to the Mountain, the Nether Sect had retreated, and it was no longer practical to worry about the treasures in the Baohua Cave. It is most practical to seize the elixir by chance.
How could the three Yuntian Temple disciples stop more than a dozen elite members of the Nether Sect from swarming in.
When they chased into the temple, their sight was blocked by wall-like display racks, and they were unable to figure out the location of all the members of the Nether Sect.
The original sounds of fighting in the palace were naturally particularly clear.
That's a crazy sword!
He is also a crazy person!
When Yun Jing Xun Sheng saw his elder brother Yun Zhang, he saw his sword piercing the heart of a man in black holding a heavy hammer.
But Yunzhang's sword still didn't stop.
He drew his sword, thrust it in, drew it out again, and repeated the cycle.
The blood of the man in black fell to the ground and splashed all over Yunzhang's body and face.
Because Yunzhang's sword was still thrusting in and out, the body of the man in black maintained a delicate balance and had not yet fallen.
Soon, the man in black could no longer vomit a trace of blood, but Yunzhang's sword did not stop.
In the end, Yun Zhang put down his sword and closed his eyes with Yun Jing's help. He was too tired and needed to rest.
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Not long after, another voice was clearly transmitted into the cochlea of everyone in the Cloud City.
"The Yeyu Clan of Mount Xiang is here to help! The thief will die quickly!"
This person's voice was like a thunderous voice, covering the mountains and rivers. It was Xi Tianqu, the leader of the Yeyu tribe in the Shanshan Mountain.
There was a loud and uniform sound, like the shouts of an army on the spot, coming from the mountain gate.
As a gold digger, what you need is good skills and a calm mind, and you don't need this superficial decoration.
But I have to say that if a tribe has the momentum of an army, no one will dare to underestimate it.
Xitianqu is the clan leader who can bring a tribe to such a climate. After all, their ancestors once had the blood of charging into battle and daring to be the first. They can do it too, especially at this moment when they need to work together to face the enemy!
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"Retreat!" The Crying Lady commanded calmly.
After all, there is still a long distance from Yaoguang Palace to Tianxuan Palace, and the Nether Sect still has an advantage in numbers. It is not difficult to retreat most of the main force by abandoning soldiers to save chariots.
It’s just that the Yeyu Clan of Mount Lu are attacking from Qianshan. Where should they retreat?
The Crying Lady did not give any instructions on this point, but all the black shadows retreated towards the back hill. It was obvious that they had also prepared for the worst.
Nearly a hundred people attacked the front mountain, and only one-tenth or two were left. Now it was the worst case scenario. The Yeyu tribe of Shanshan came to help, and they could only avoid their sharp edges. There were many ways to go to the back mountain, and the mountain roads were twists and turns, and there were even Netherworld cults. Another team of people can take over, which is really a simple and best choice.
The Nether Sect wanted to withdraw, but Yuntian Guan could not give up. At least Xi Weiyu was the first one not to agree!
After she came from the back mountain, there were corpses everywhere in front of Tianxuan Hall.
She had no time to worry about the deaths of her brothers, and could only be thankful that the number of fallen members of the Nether Sect was several times greater.
She believed that there must be help from the night owl, although she didn't know how he did it.
After joining the battle, she was not able to help much because of her poor swordsmanship. She was even helpless with a master who could fight with only one hand.
After the crying lady gave the order to retreat, she was unable to stop Master Jia from escaping.
At this time, a group of Nether Sect members were seen escaping hastily from Tianxuan Palace.
When she caught a glimpse of a huge body being supported by someone, she raised her sword to kill the two men.
That big guy was the same as Ye Ye, so it could only be Master Suo. No matter who he was, as long as he could kill a general from the Netherworld Cult, she could get some relief from her hatred.
But a sickle easily took away her sword.
When the man holding the scythe stumbled, and the blade that was attacking her unexpectedly twisted into the back of the blade, she saw the man's face clearly - Night Owl!
