The rivers and lakes are short of breath; heroes cherish each other.
The Tubo Imperial Master slightly admired the white-faced Taoist priest and allowed him to delay for a few minutes.
After all, the armored soldiers with bronze bodies and iron heads could not defeat the Tibetan protectors at the master level. The armored soldiers were beheaded by the gong of Lav Bolan's "Six-Character Mantra". It was not that the armored soldiers were weak. They were all ordinary warriors who could It is already extraordinary to harass a strong master for dozens of rounds. If there are dozens of armors in a square formation, and two or three masters are not enough to cut them, this is the horror of the armor formation.
As the armored soldiers fell, the second guardian directly attacked Li Zhanyi and Zhang Ziya. The situation gradually turned against Zhao Zhengli. The Bi sisters were also besieged by more than a dozen people. Even Yu Xiaowei, who had never made a move, was forced to draw her sword. Against the enemy, her little grandmaster was very passive, and after all, he could not withstand the encirclement and attack from the three parties.
Seeing this, Li Zhanyi quickly sacrificed his life to protect her. Zhang Ziya fought hard against the two masters of Tubo and Nanzhao, and was hit several times in less than ten moves.
Seeing Zhao Zhengli holding the hilt of his sword tightly, the Tubo Imperial Preceptor asked with great interest: "Do we need to wait any longer?"
Zhao Zhengli used his true energy to raise his sword and kill him, roaring angrily: "I dare to fight even if you are a fake grand master, why are you afraid of you being a half-step grand master?"
The Tubo Imperial Master ignited his fighting spirit, and his heroic spirit and luck greeted him: "Then come!"
The two collided dozens of times in an instant. The nearly 30-inch vajra with its pointed cone and round handle collided with Daozhang Zhao's dark purple and Yang sword. The fire was radiating, and the infuriating energy was billowing. The more the two fought, the faster they fought, using the strength of their palms, fists and feet. Using all his powers, the four beams and eight pillars of the "Fengxi Tower" inn were riddled with holes, the stairs were shattered, all the lanterns and candles were extinguished, the dark inn was littered with corpses, and blood splattered on the beams.
The Tubo Imperial Master's eyes were blazing, and he became more and more excited as he fought in the dark inn. He had not encountered a strong opponent in many years. Regardless of his leg skills, palm skills, and sword skills, this white-faced Taoist priest gave him a lot of pressure and made him feel full. Using all his powers, he made the "Six-Character Mantra" solidify into Sanskrit. Its exquisite Taoist practices were far superior to those of the two protectors. The Buddha's voice was loud and clear, like brilliant gold, and burst towards Zhao Zhengli.
Daozhang Zhao decisively used "One Finger to Return the Void", mixed with some poison to make his finger power slightly black. When he faced the golden six-character Sanskrit mantra, he only heard a "bang bang" explosion; one finger of true energy penetrated a In Sanskrit, he spoke six characters in a row with six fingers. The burst of energy illuminated the inn, and in an instant it returned to darkness.
The Tubo Imperial Master was slightly startled; before Zhao Zhengli could take away his hand, he used his palm instead of the sword and slashed through the air. The zhenqi blade was several meters long, and the powerful and suffocating feeling was endless. It made a "buzzing" sound from the sword in the night.
The white-faced Taoist Priest was not afraid; he swept the "Nine-Tripod Sword of the Double Ninth Festival" with his sword with one hand, and the horizontal sword energy made a "squeaky" sound, directly defeating the Tubo Master's Zhenqi Sword. Taoist Zhao took advantage of the situation and raised the second sword diagonally. The sword energy was The first sword was doubled, and the Tubo master was holding the vajra.
Zhao Zhengli did not stop his hand, and struck the third sword vertically with his tilted sword. Three times the energy of the sword was rolling like thunder. The Tubo master paid attention attentively, holding the vajra in both hands and wielded the "Sheng Yan Shu" to resist, and the two of them "clanged" "Qiang" took a few steps back.
Zhao Zhengli's vertical sword was lifted up for the fourth sword. Four times the sword energy directly knocked the Tubo master back several meters. The hand holding the vajra trembled slightly, but he suppressed it with his true energy. Before Zhao Zhengli could land the fifth sword, ; The Tubo Imperial Master turned his back on the guests, raised the vajra in both hands, his eyes wide open with anger, and the animal skins and robes made hunting noises, and shouted, "Show!" ', the vast zhenqi circulates throughout the body, and the vajra in his hand is like a sacred tower, turning into a giant pillar of nearly ten meters.
Zhao Zhengli mentioned that the fifth sword above his head was clenched with both hands. The aura of the Purple Yang Sword changed drastically, making Zhao Daochang's black hair float without wind. The sword's light was restrained, and he could only be seen absorbing the spiritual energy from all directions as the center, and slashing the sword-wielding Taoist Master Zhao. His face turned slightly pale, but his eyes were extremely ferocious, and he shouted violently: "Behead!"
The sound of the sword tearing apart the space caused the air to twist and twist, and the raging flames were accompanied by the sword energy of more than ten meters. If you look closely at the bright sword energy, there are countless small cauldrons rising and falling, bright and dark, big and small, and the mystery is endless. .
Rumble—
The collision between the divine tower and the giant sword was like the collision of two stars. It was deafening like thunder from the nine heavens. The destructive true energy waves burst out in all directions. Everyone in the inn was horrified and flew away, unable to care about fighting. The aftermath was devastating and the "Fengxi Tower" was razed to the ground. Flat ground.
The Taoist priest and the Tubo Imperial Master were bounced hundreds of meters like kites with broken strings, and then hit the Qipanling Mountain with a "bang".
The survivors moved aside in groups, watching the life and death of the two people on the mountain. Li Zhan and others staggered towards Zhao Zhengli.
In Qipanling, Fengxi Tower collapsed; the restaurants and inns separated by hundreds of meters were silent, as if they were isolated from this place. If you look closely at some attics and windows, no one made a sound, no one held a lamp, and no one went out. .
They are so familiar with this kind of fighting in rivers and lakes that they are even numb, but scenes like tonight are very rare. Therefore, the bold ones poke their heads out to watch, and the timid ones close the doors and windows. There may be people in the Jianghu among them, and there may be experts, but they all know how to stay alone and watch the fire from the other side. .
The bright moon hung high, covering Qipan Mountain with a layer of silvery white. The ruins of Fengxi Tower looked particularly desolate. Many innocent people were buried there, and many damned people died.
The two culprits in the mountain crawled out of the pit in embarrassment, their clothes were in tatters, and their mouths were bleeding. Zhao Zhengli only felt that his body was hollowed out by the fifth sword. The "Chongyang Nine Cauldron Sword" was divided into sweeping, picking, splitting, lifting, beheading, cutting, twisting, and stabbing. wear. The nine-style sword overlap is doubled. It is one of the three major internal alchemy methods in Qingcheng, the "Great Initiation Method". The other two methods are the "Fearless Alchemy Method" and the "Guixu Alchemy Method". Each method contains thirty-six methods; seventy-two finals, "Chongyang Nine-Tripod Sword" is one of the seventy-two finals of "The Great Initiation Method".
Zhao Zhengli staggered forward, and Li Zhan and others came over after hearing the sound. They were all seriously injured. The Bi sisters were both bleeding, with several bloody and eye-catching wounds all over their bodies. Fortunately, the two of them faced a group of fish and shrimps. Li Zhan Yi risked his life to protect Yu Xiaowei, but suffered internal and external injuries. His originally gorgeous clothes were torn open several times by sharp objects, revealing skin as white as cream, some broken and some unharmed.
The one who was heavier than her was Zhang Ziya. His whole body was soaked in blood, his Confucian shirt was in ruins, and there were shocking wounds on his back and front shoulders. Those two wounds were all carried by Li Zhan, and he was still smiling at Daozhang Zhao with only half a breath left. , because he was smiling at the white-faced Taoist priest who was as embarrassed as him, but the bad Taoist priest himself felt extremely guilty, knowing that he was being used as a thug but he still didn't hate himself.
Zhao Zhengli hurriedly handed over the elixirs given by the five Taoists, and asked everyone to crush them and apply them on the wounds, and then took out the oral Qi-nourishing elixirs for them to take.
There was no hesitation; he followed the instructions one by one, and the entire healing process was silent. The atmosphere was very dull, because he had to be wary of the Tibetans, Nanzhao and other Jianghu people on the opposite side.
The Tubo Imperial Master didn't stay too long. He climbed up from the pit, dusted himself off and strode forward. Although he was injured, it was far less serious than Zhao Zhengli. Several groups of people followed closely behind, and there were also many bloody injuries.
Zhao Zhengli wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his tattered sleeves, stared at the group of people approaching step by step, and said slowly: "Wait a minute!"
Everyone stopped and looked at him.
Taoist priest Zhao glanced at the people behind him: "If you want to seek revenge or offer a reward, we are all one of us. Let them go, and we will let you and others suffer!"
Li Zhan and others looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to make such a decision: "Taoist Master..."
Zhao Zhengli raised his hand to interrupt: "Don't talk anymore, you will just preach your way back to Beijing and you will be intercepted and killed by the bandits!"
The sisters of the Bi family were dejected: "We will fight to the death to be together as Taoists!"
The Tubo Imperial Master covered his chest and smiled excitedly: "There is no need to choose. From the moment the assassination fails, you all face the same ending."
Zhao Zhengli glanced at the crowd and landed on Shao Zhou. The guy who fought so fiercely earlier was actually not dead yet. He said coldly: "Can you tell me who put a reward on my daughter's head?"
Shao Zhou was no longer afraid at this moment, but he still dared not look directly at Zhao Zhengli, because he felt that his eyes were as cold as thousand-year-old ice, and his mouth was still tough: "I will definitely tell you when you die at the last moment!"
Zhao Zhengli said very calmly: "Okay! I hope you remember this sentence!"
Although these words were very plain, Shao Zhou felt hairy all over after hearing them. Thinking that he was defeated by the Tubo Imperial Master, he felt a little more at ease.
Zhao Zhengli backed away slowly, his body was trembling, and his expression became increasingly ferocious, as if he was in great pain. The Tubo Imperial Master froze in place in surprise, and his eyes turned black like a demon.
His originally fair skin was filled with traces of black mist. Li Zhanyi turned pale in fright and protected Yu Xiaowei behind him. At that time, Taoist Zhao was like a devil coming to the world, rolling in the night, shouting to everyone behind him: "Quickly, let's go!"
The sisters of the Bi family were in pain and heartbroken: "Taoist Priest!"
Except for Zhang Ziya who didn't know, everyone else knew that he had forcibly opened the seal of the Ten Thousand Corpses Poison. It was like a parasitic hell in his body had been opened by him. Thick fog was billowing. The poison dyed his true energy black, making him miserable and ferocious. His face was more terrifying than a demon at the moment, and his fair and handsome appearance was completely gone.
The Tubo Imperial Master's first reaction was: "Demon cultivator?"
When Zhao Zhengli saw Li Zhanyi and others retreating, he grinned, a mixture of desolation and desperation. He endured the excruciating pain and slashed at the Tubo Imperial Master with his sword under the moonlight. The billowing black mist scared the Nanzhao, Tubo and Daqing rivers and lakes. Everyone from all sides retreated one after another, and this momentum alone made everyone's scalp numb, just like the Dark Lord coming out of hell.
Facing the demon-like sword from Zhao Zhengli, the Tubo Imperial Master did not dare to confront him head-on for a while. After all, the demon cultivator was a symbol of weirdness. He wisely avoided it, and even more so the others. Zhao Zhengli's sword fell on Qiu. A corrosive knife mark of tens of meters was left among the rocks in Panling Mountain. No vegetation or boulders were spared. This shocked the Tubo Master. He had never thought that sword energy could be so poisonous.
"Ten thousand... ten thousand corpse poison?"
The woman holding a nine-section whip who was a survivor of the Nanzhao Kingdom was as horrified as if she had lost her soul.
Several people in the Nanzhao Kingdom were frightened and lost their will to fight. Zhao Zhengli changed his appearance; leaving a black shadow in the mountains; with a sweeping sword, tens of meters of black sword energy appeared in the moonlight like a group of ghosts. The three masters had a tacit understanding. Get out of the way, which was unlucky for the rest of the group. It was difficult to distinguish the black light sword energy in the night, and Wu Grandmaster intervened to block it, making the sword even more powerful. No matter how fast you ran away, you were still injured by the sword energy, and those who couldn't avoid it were even more powerful. It was cut off at the waist, leaving ink-like knife marks on the wounds, which then began to spread. The injured person felt as if the wounds were being eaten by thousands of ants.
Seeing this, no one wants to fight, and those below the Grand Master have basically lost their will to fight.
Li Zhanyi and Zhang Ziya sent Yu Xiaowei and the others to a safe place and then returned. They were surprised to see that Zhao Zhengli had managed to suppress the three parties by himself. You must know that being able to survive from the initial fight to the present is not just about luck, but also requires Life-saving strength is enough. And it was this group of guys with strength and luck who were being ruthlessly crushed by Daozhang Zhao, and the three masters were dodging in embarrassment. The scene was simply the reincarnation of the devil, and no one dared to mess with them.
The woman from Nanzhao quickly calmed down and said, "Don't worry, he has definitely unblocked the ten thousand corpse poison planted in his body by Senior Sheng Luo. We just need to hold him back until the poison invades his internal organs. , died suddenly of nature!"
After hearing this, the Tubo Imperial Master and the Dharma Protector gained some confidence.
Seeing that she had seen through, Zhao Zhengli raised his sword and dodged towards her. The woman was shocked and held a nine-section whip to resist and retreat. Zhao Zhengli was determined to fight her to the death. The Tubo Imperial Master and the Protector tried their best to stop her. Zhang Ziya and Li were rushed over. Zhan Yi held off, but there was a huge disparity in strength between the two. Zhang Ziya couldn't catch ten moves against the Tubo master. This was the difference between a low-level master and a peak master.
When Zhang Ziya spilled blood and flew backwards for the third time, Li Zhanyi caught the Tibetan master for him and let Zhang Ziya fight against the second protector Lafu Bolan. He could barely feel better, but it was still very difficult, plus the internal and external injuries he suffered earlier It was so severe that the dancing spears were no longer flexible.
On the other side, Zhao Zhengli fought desperately, completely ignoring the Nanzhao people who came to rescue him. He was about to kill the woman. He almost wiped out the rest of the three parties with his own strength, all of them were junior masters, and even killed the Nanzhao woman. He was retreating steadily, and his desperate aura overshadowed hers.
Clang, clang, clang - the nine-section whip was corroded and blackened by the poison that Zhao Zhengli chopped, until Zhao Zhengli knocked the nine-section whip out of her hand with a sword. With horror and fear, her arm was cut off by the sword. The woman hissed in pain and turned towards her. Yuanda Xihe fled, and Zhao Zhengli behind him seemed to be possessed by a demon, leaving a black shadow on the spot that stabbed straight into the back of the woman's spine, and the powerful Ten Thousand Corpse Poison corroded her completely.
Seeing that something was wrong, the Tubo Imperial Master and the Second Protector quickly escaped and fled. Li Zhan and the two were completely unable to stop them, especially the powerful Taoist skills of the Tubo Imperial Master, which stabilized Li Zhan and Li Zhan. The earlier fight was a total delay. Fortunately, Zhao Zhengli finally killed the Nanzhao woman.
Zhao Zhengli had no intention of stopping his sword, leaving an afterimage in the Qipan Ridge at night, penetrating all the remaining junior masters, leaving only Shao Zhou, who was seriously injured and dying.
Taoist priest Zhao showed a face as dark as a devil and grinned. His white teeth were particularly frightening at this moment: "Can you tell me now?"
