That Southern Barbarian Gu Master Fu Lai was nothing. Killing Elder Hanfeng directly showed Tang Huang's attitude. At this moment, Li Junlin has made a decision to completely break off his relationship with Xuantian Sect!
In fact, as early as when the Eight Thousand White Clothes attacked the city, the Xuantian Sect was already on the opposite side of the Tang Kingdom, naked and undisguised.
However, due to various concerns, Tang Guo chose to swallow this bad breath after suffering a dull loss.
As the king of a country, Li Junlin has many aspects to consider, and it is impossible to decide something based on his temporary mood swings.
But this time, he decided to abandon these so-called overall views and so-called gains and losses, and fight back with all his strength! Because Xuantian Sect has touched his bottom line and the bottom line of Tang State.
The people of Tang Dynasty felt awe-inspiring and proud. They would not give in or let others bully them. If you tolerate it for a long time, some people who take advantage of it will try to climb on top of the Tang people to dominate!
Forget it, what kind of Taoist leader? Against the Tang Dynasty, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose!
The purge in the palace continues, and bloodshed is inevitable. Since Li Junlin was previously controlled, Xuantian Sect placed many chess pieces in the palace in order to increase its influence.
Not only that, there are also a lot of Southern Barbarian spies who are like fury, but they can't be compared with the number of Xuantian Sect.
This is also easy to understand. Although the two parties are cooperating, they cannot trust each other. Everything is driven by interests. Xuantian Sect has long believed that Tang State is in his pocket, so how can he allow others to interfere too much?
However, all this is just the beginning. Since Xuantian Sect has decided to take action, it is impossible to count on just one person like Hanfeng!
Outside the palace city, seven people in white clothes slowly approached the palace city, their tyrannical aura gradually exuded, and their sword energy soared into the sky!
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The battle between Xue Nichang and others and the prince and his party continued, and as time went by, it gradually became white-hot.
The fight between the black-armored soldiers and the white-clothed soldiers was extremely fierce. Both sides were not ordinary warriors. The black-armored soldiers were better because they were well-trained, while the white-clothed soldiers had superb individual strength.
Both sides had advantages over each other, and the violent collision caused a large number of casualties. Overall, it was a lose-lose situation.
Of course, two key battles have yet to be decided. One is between Xue Nichang and Ming Ya teaming up to fight against Elder Shuiling, and the other is between Pei Yan and Elder Muchen.
Xue Nichang's marksmanship was both fierce and flexible, and Ming Ya's speed was even more outstanding. Combined with the elusive scimitar and unpredictable moves, it once gave Elder Shui Ling a headache.
Given his status, when facing such juniors, he should have absolutely crushed them. However, things did not go as expected. The two people were far more difficult than imagined. For a while, he had no way to defeat them.
Shui Ling was extremely angry and said: "Two juniors who don't know the heights of the world will let you know how powerful this elder is today!"
"Watch the move, Sword Qi Water Dragon Roar!"
As he finished speaking, he saw the long sword in Elder Shui Ling's hand stabbing out, the sharp sword energy raging on it, and then condensed into a phantom of a water dragon, charging towards Xue Nishang and Ming Ya.
"Colorful fallen heroes!"
The spear in Xue Nishang's hand danced rapidly, and then thrust out, stabbing at the water dragon shadow everywhere, resisting the opponent's impact with a fearless attack.
At the same time, the scimitar in Ming Ya's hand was like an extended arm under the "Silk Manipulation Technique", directly passing over the water dragon to attack the main body of Elder Shui Ling.
This attack was like "drawing firepower from the bottom of the cauldron" and forced Elder Shui Ling to defend himself. After all, he could feel that this little girl who wielded a scimitar was very powerful!
Coupled with her terrifying speed, if she were to seize the opportunity, she would have to face a storm of attacks.
When Elder Shui Ling returned to defense, the power of the previous attack slowed down. Xue Nichang seized the opportunity and advanced forward with the spear in his hand, blocking the attack!
The three of them were going back and forth. Although Shui Ling was anxious, it was difficult to defeat Xue Nichang and Ming Ya. She could only hope that Mu Chen could open up the situation.
Pei Yan's strength is inferior to that of Elder Muchen. Even though he has the ruthlessness to fight in battle, as time goes by, his decline is gradually revealed.
And Na Mu Chen was also a sophisticated man, adhering to the principle of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you", he was merciless when he struck, hitting Pei Yan's vitals directly, making him tired of resisting.
Pei Yan naturally knew the opponent's plan. Once his side was breached, the battle situation would become one-sided, and the operation would be in vain!
Thinking of this, he looked at Mu Chen and said ferociously: "Old guy, you're not strong enough! Come on, come on, let's fight Grandpa for another three hundred rounds!"
As he spoke, he held the copper hammer in his hand, opened and closed it widely, and struck at Mu Chen.
Mu Chen sneered and said: "Vulgar martial artist, let's see how the Taoist master will deal with you!"
I saw a flash of sword light in his hand, and he rushed towards Pei Yan without fear, as if he didn't care about a head-on collision with the opponent.
Mu Chen's vitality itself is of the wood attribute, and it contains a lot of vitality, which is enough to support him to quickly recover from injuries in battle to achieve the purpose of lasting combat.
Although Pei Yan's body is tough, Mu Chen's victory lasts for a long time. As one goes and the other goes, Pei Yan's disadvantage will further expand.
And just as Mu Chen's momentum became stronger and stronger, and finally a sword broke through Pei Yan's defense and pierced his chest, a golden gun shot upwards from an incredible angle, hitting Mu Chen somewhere. Entering an indescribable position strongly.
At this moment, the chrysanthemums were blooming, and Mu Chen entered a new world with an extremely distorted expression!
"Ouch!"
A scream that didn't sound like a human voice resounded through the field, and everyone couldn't help but feel the back yard tightening. They even couldn't help but want to look back, for fear that such a spear would suddenly appear out of nowhere and let them experience this. A different feeling of ascension.
"Hey, Taoist Priest, is your marksmanship okay?" A somewhat narrow voice came out and said to Mu Chen.
Mu Chen was in severe pain and quickly used his body skills to escape from the place. There was a hole behind him. The moon-white Taoist robe had been dotted with bright red, and it had lost its original aura of floating away from the dust.
He covered his vitals with one hand, pointed the sword at the guy holding the golden gun, and shouted angrily: "Thief, you..."
Mu Chen's lips trembled with anger, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. This was not only painful, but also angry!
Thinking that the dignified elder of Xuantian Sect, who was usually highly respected, was now being given... given... in front of everyone.
He couldn't even open his mouth to describe this extremely humiliating scene. He just felt that he would be treated as a laughing stock in the future and he would never be able to hold his head up!
And the initiator of all this is this hateful guy in front of me!
The man holding the golden gun was naturally Monk Chen. He had been ambushing nearby early in the morning. The reason why he did not show up immediately was because he wanted to catch the opponent by surprise!
From the story books he had read before, Monk Chen knew that the hero cannot be the first to appear, he must wait until the last moment to turn the tide. This is the right answer!
Thinking about it carefully, the young master seemed to have done this before, so Monk Chen took it seriously and planned to take this opportunity to practice it a little!
When Mu Chen succeeded in attacking Pei Yan just now, it was when his defense was at its weakest. Therefore, Monk Chen broke through the opponent's defense and hit the vital point as soon as he attacked!
As for why you choose such an alternative attack method, let me ask you, when the enemy in front of you has his back turned to you, wouldn't you have an urge to try?
You know, some flowers will not bloom by themselves, but they will bloom under the influence of external forces!
Monk Chen straightened his waist, put away his gun and stood up. Looking at the bright red spots on the tip of the gun, he frowned and said, "It's dirty! Hey, can someone lend me a piece of cloth to wipe it with? It's probably rusty!"
After Mu Chen heard this, he couldn't bear it any longer. His whole body energy surged, and the long sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with a sword light that was about ten feet long, and then he slashed down at Monk Chen.
"Ahhhhh! The thief shall die!"
Monk Chen didn't forget to tease him now, saying: "Taoist master, please take your time, it's too long and I can't stand it!"
Mu Chen was already out of anger at this time, and he would not show any mercy. He only regretted that he was not fast enough to kill the thief when he thought about it.
Just when the sword light was about to approach, a figure floated over, and then looked at each other with Monk Chen, and the two of them made a move in tacit agreement.
"Three thousand formations are fiercely fought with golden spears, and fourteen states are frost-cold with silver swords!"
The combined martial arts of the golden spear and the silver sword exploded, directly meeting Mu Chen's sword light. After a moment of stalemate, the latter shattered into pieces, and Mu Chen himself was shaken by the spread of qi and vomited blood.
The man who suddenly appeared and wielded the silver sword was naturally Guo Toad. At this moment, he wielded the sword arrogantly and acted in a chic manner, leaving everyone with a handsome back. He turned to Monk Chen sideways and said: "How is it? Isn't he more handsome than the young master when he appears? ?”
Monk Chen was speechless for a while. When he took action earlier, he was still wondering where this guy had gone. It turned out that this was his intention.
He curled his lips, despising this kind of behavior, and said to himself: "It's so pretentious, it's so pretentious! What's even more irritating is that he asked me to set him off, it's simply unbecoming of a man!"
While the two were enjoying the limelight, they did not forget about business. They moved and were about to take advantage of the victory. Suddenly, a copper hammer hit Mu Chen's head hard, and the terrifying force directly dented it.
Mu Chen's eyeballs exploded under the huge pressure, his whole head was severely deformed, and his seven orifices were bleeding. It seemed that he would not survive!
"Old Mu!" Elder Shui Ling's eyes were splitting with anger, and he wanted to rush over desperately, but was blocked by Xue Nichang and Ming Ya.
Pei Yan slammed the copper hammer on the ground and said, "You gave me a sword just now, now I give you a hammer in return. It's even!"
Mu Chen was speechless at this moment. Monk Chen and Guo Toad looked at Pei Yan across from him and thought to themselves: "This guy can pretend better than we can!"
