May 24th, night.
After the drumming of Minggu Street started, the whole city of Luoyang became quiet. Except for the patrolling guards, there were almost no people on the streets.
Stepping into Dajiangbang's house, you can see that the house is majestic, with all kinds of exotic animals carved on the windows. Several ancient trees stand in the clouds, with lush branches and leaves, green shade everywhere, swaying in the wind, and bursts of insects chirping from the grass roots. Voice.
Other than that, the Dajiang Gang didn't hear a single sound from inside or outside.
Accompanied by several dog barks that suddenly came and then stopped, there were several sounds of blades entering the body in the darkness, and then silence fell again.
After another cup of tea, the sound of weapons clashing came again in the darkness, and then developed into more and more shouting and fighting sounds. It was obvious that the intruders had been discovered.
"Who dares to invade the Dajiang Gang!"
A deafening shout rang out in the night sky, officially starting the Demon Sect's offensive and defensive battle against Laojun Temple.
When An Long and others, led by Mu Jiangyin, came to Song Xing's retreat to recuperate, they happened to run into Pi Chen and Liu Qingshan who were rushing over.
"Second Senior Brother, you...!"
Liu Qingshan saw Mu Jiangyin standing with An Long and others, with an incredible expression in his eyes. On the contrary, Bichen's eyes darkened and he stared at the leader An Long: "Does the Tianlian Sect want to completely offend me, Laojun Guan?"
Anlong looked at the quiet courtyard behind Bichen, looked at each other with Mu Jiangyin, and after receiving a positive signal, he said with a smile: "Bichen, those who know the current affairs are heroes. You should be able to tell that today, Dealing with Song Xing was not the idea of my Tianlian Sect family. If you know how to get out of the way at this moment, you can still save your life."
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Bichen ignored Anlong and instead focused on Mu Jiangyin: "Second Junior Brother, you betrayed the Monastery Master and you are ruining your future. If you find out that you have lost your way now, I can still beg for mercy and let the Monastery Master spare your life." .”
Mu Jiangyin sneered. From the moment he was persuaded by An Long to betray, he had no way out: "Spare my life? Senior brother, you should think about how you begged me to spare your life after Song Xing died. "
Within a few words, more and more people rushed to the gate of the courtyard, including Rong Jiaojiao, Kou Zhong and others, as well as the people from the Demon Sect who were contacted by An Long to assassinate Song Xing.
When they saw the famous masters of the demon sects such as Xie Ji Sect, Mie Qing Dao, and Yin Gui Sect all appeared from the shadows behind An Long, Liu Qingshan and others couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking.
Ever since the battle at Qingyang Mountain in Song Dynasty, they knew that Laojun Guan would definitely become a thorn in the side of the entire Demon Sect, but they did not expect that these people would be so decisive in their first attack.
Among these people, there were no less than ten masters that Bichen recognized. In addition to Zhu Yuyan, the old man with white beard and hair from the Yingui sect, and Anlong, who were wearing gorgeous clothes and carrying a handful of weapons on their backs. The man with the long sword attracted his attention the most.
Bichen Tong shrank and recognized the identities of the two people. He did not expect that in order to deal with Laojun Guan this time, Zhu Yuyan actually invited the Supreme Elder of the Yingui Sect and Huan Yu from Nanjun.
Together with the Queen of Yin and other masters of the Demon Sect, such a lineup can compete with the Righteous Dao in an open and honest showdown.
"For your own selfish desires, regardless of Laojun Guan's foundation and the kindness that the master has given you in raising you over the years, Mu Jiangyin, you villain, I will never let you die so easily."
Looking at Mu Jiangyin who had attracted these people, Bichen's eyes showed cold murderous intent.
"Senior Brother Bichen, the matter has come to this. Giving up all resistance is the most correct choice. You don't want to be buried with Song Xing, right?"
Seeing that Song Xing didn't show up now, An Long was even more sure that Song Xing was seriously injured, so he felt calm and even persuaded Bichen to give up resistance.
"Do you think all the disciples of my Laojun Temple are as greedy for life and afraid of death as Mu Jiangyin, hey!"
Bichen sneered, channeled his true energy into his palms, and was about to step forward to kill Mu Jiangyin.
"No need to talk nonsense, kill!"
Following Zhu Yuyan's order, Pichen no longer had the chance to speak. All the masters from the Demon Sect on the opposite side joined forces with a tacit understanding to attack Lao Junguan's camp.
Zhu Yuyan's eyes flashed, and she stepped forward to meet Bichen. Except for her and Pi Shouxuan, the other elders of the Yingui sect had not yet entered Xiantian, so they were naturally not suitable to stop Bichen.
An Long's eyes turned and he also chose Liu Qingshan instead of rushing toward the small courtyard behind Bichen with the others.
The speeds of the others varied. Except for Pi Shouxuan and Huan Yu, who deliberately slowed down, the fastest one was Shi Youniaojuan, the heir to the Xieji Sect, who was rebellious.
You Niaojuan is tall and strong, with no hair on the top of his head. The exposed skin all over his body shows a strange blue-gray color due to the practice of magic skills. The only weapon in his hand is a huge one-legged bronze man.
The One-Legged Bronze Man, also known as the One-Legged Bronze Man, is a type of horse warfare weapon, mostly used in the military. The handle is made of solid wood, about two meters long and about a handful thick. There is an oblong hammer at the end of the handle. There are six to eight rows of iron nails or iron teeth densely arranged on it, and a triangular iron drill is installed at the end of the handle. Because its shape is similar to a wolf's tooth, it is also called a wolf's tooth.
You Niaojuan's one-legged bronze man, the front end is made in the shape of a human, and the whole body is made of brass. It is heavy and can be used as a copper stick, a shield, and for acupoints. It is a very difficult to use strange weapon.
You Niaojuan was born with supernatural powers. Before joining the Xieji Sect, he was a horse thief running rampant in the black water. With his unique weapon, he became the best among the horse thieves.
After meeting Xiang Yutian and joining the Xieji Sect, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and in just a few years he ranked among the top eight masters of the Demon Sect.
Over the years, in order to compete for the magic method of cultivating Taoist demons, You Niaojuan has never participated in the disputes between the rivers and lakes. This time, he was attracted by the skills practiced by Song Xing, so he chose to join Anlong's camp.
I saw him stretching his body skills to the extreme, rushing to the courtyard gate first. The one-armed bronze man waved and hit the wooden courtyard door hard. With the sound of explosion, the wooden door shattered.
With a flash of gray shadow, You Niao Juanren rushed into the courtyard, and everyone subconsciously focused their attention behind the small wooden door.
boom!
Before the people behind You Niaojuan could follow him into the courtyard, they saw the figure flash again. You Niaojuan, who had just entered the courtyard, flew out at a faster speed. The one-legged bronze man in his hand had been divided into two halves. There was even a scar that was deep enough to show the bone, and it was bleeding outward.
Seeing that You Niaojuan could not even hold his breath for a moment, everyone in the Demon Sect was immediately shocked. They subconsciously stopped fighting and looked towards the courtyard gate.
A thin figure stepped out of the courtyard. When Zhu Yuyan and others saw the appearance of the person clearly, they suddenly felt a buzz in their heads.
Under the moonlight, the man's clothes were like ink, his eyebrows were like swords, and his black eyes were as warm as water, but calm and unpredictable. Under the high bridge of the nose, the lips are so thin that the face is as handsome as an ink painting, with a dazzling charm.
An Long looked at the man who appeared, his heart sank, and a few wisps of cold air came out from between his teeth: "Heavenly Sword, Song Que!"
