When Mu Yong heard this, he became furious: "Yan Xiuneng, are you worthy of being a dog?"
Yan Xiu Neng heard the words and narrowed his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
But he still smiled: "Mu Yong, you have a tough mouth.
"I just don't know if your baby girl will be as hard as she is now after we capture her."
Mu Yong's expression changed drastically: "Yan Xiuneng, you shameless villain!"
Yan Xiuneng shook his head gently: "Mu Yong, you are over a hundred years old, why can't you look away? As long as you can achieve the goal, are the means important?"
While talking.
The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding" fighting came from the nearby alley.
soon.
A young woman in a red outfit rushed out in a panic.
He also holds a wide Yan Ling knife.
The body shape and appearance are completely different from Mu Yong, it can be said that there is no similarity at all.
But the temperament is almost the same, carved from the same mold.
Paired with the Yan Ling Dao with almost the same shape in the hand, it can be called a small heavenly knife.
It was Mu Yuexin, Mu Yong’s daughter.
It does have the nickname "Little Heavenly Sword".
However, the combat power of the Little Heavenly Sword is not even the slightest bit inferior to that of the Heavenly Sword.
Facing the pursuit of four or five enemies, he had no power to fight back and could only rush left and right, at the cost of being covered in wounds.
The little heavenly sword was about to fall into the hands of the enemy.
When Mu Yong saw this, he roared angrily.
However, facing the siege of Yan Xiuneng and four others, he could only roar, and was even accidentally stabbed by a strong man holding a shield.
I saw my daughter was stabbed again.
Mu Yong looked up to the sky and roared.
"ah--"
The raging sound roared out and swept the entire place.
Yan Xiuneng and the other four all changed their expressions. They were swept away by the sound and retreated continuously. They took seven or eight steps back before stopping.
Mu Yong took the opportunity to kill his daughter.
Yan Xiuneng gritted his teeth and said, "Surround him!"
Then he shouted: "Shadowless Sword!"
And he drank seven or eight times in a row.
Several invisible flying swords silently shot at Mu Yong's back.
The monk Shiming Xin also put his hands together and bowed down.
The moment he bowed down, a huge glaring Vajra statue appeared in mid-air. It looked similar to Shiming Xin, but it had an angry look, ferocious and majestic. It leaned over and struck Mu Yong with a golden mace.
At the same time, Xu Wuhui brandished his shield and rushed towards Mu Yong.
The giant man Wang Feihu roared even more, leaped up, held the sword tightly in both hands, gathered enough strength, and slashed at Mu Yong's back. This sword seemed to have the power to destroy the world, and the sword was actually wrapped with a The power of wind and thunder.
For a moment.
Mu Yong was in a desperate situation.
He must die to save his daughter.
If he saves himself, his daughter will definitely be captured alive.
Outside the formation.
Xu Taiping observed for a long time.
Close your eyes and search your brain for infrastructure projects in the past few years in the memory of the original owner.
And gradually compared with the topography of Jianyang City.
A little bit of searching.
One item is excluded.
at last.
His eyes fell on the Xiangguo Temple in the south of the city.
Xu Taiping flew over.
Falling from the sky.
Dropped directly into the front yard.
As soon as he landed, two monks jumped out.
The monk raised one palm and saluted: "Donor, the small temple does not accept foreigners, please leave."
Xu Taiping maintained Liu Sanbian's character, with a warm smile on his face: "Where is the formation eye?"
"What Formation Eye? I've never heard of it. Leave quickly!"
What else did Xu Taiping want to say.
Suddenly I thought of what it felt like when Zhou Yucheng was killed in the county government office.
Just lost interest.
He rushed towards the monk with a lunge.
The two monks took out their swords at the same time and shouted: "Sure enough, you have evil intentions, brothers and sisters, come forward together!"
As soon as the words fell, two more monks rushed out of the temple, surrounded Xu Taiping, and coordinated to kill Xu Taiping up, down, front, left, and right.
Xu Taiping didn't dodge, he rushed forward, faced the monk's sword, and tried to grab the blade with his bare hands, but suddenly he took out the ox-tail sword from the Xumi ring.
Cut the mess with a sharp knife.
Skill release.
Xu Taiping felt that his single sword suddenly became lighter and his swing speed suddenly increased.
A big improvement.
good!
Xu Taiping stabbed him with his sword.
He stabbed halfway but then changed his move to sweep across.
Then change the move to advance to a diagonal chop.
Then he changed his move and stepped forward to lift the knife.
For a moment.
Four knives in a row.
"Swish, swish, swish -"
"ah--"
The monk was dazed and tried to parry again and again, but nothing blocked him. Then he was hit by the last move of "step up and lift the knife".
As he screamed, blood dripped from his crotch, and a deep and long gash opened from his crotch to his lower abdomen.
Xu Taiping turned to kill the other monk with an expressionless expression.
Relying on the blessing of skills.
Even when one is against three, he doesn't show any weakness.
The light of the sword was like snowflakes, graceful and erratic. It only took a few breaths to cut down all three monks.
Then, he picked up the knife and went straight into the temple.
Inside the temple.
In front of the Buddha statue.
Two middle-aged monks stood ready, one holding a stick and the other a knife.
The stick monk shouted in a deep voice: "Retreat now, and let this poor monk forget the blame, otherwise, he will be killed without mercy!"
Xu Taiping twisted his head and his neck made a thin "crackling" sound.
The steps never stopped.
His expression was as arrogant as he wanted: "Monk, you said what I said."
"Huh?" Monk Stick was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and became furious: "Seeking death!"
Before he finished speaking, he swung his long stick and struck it down on the head.
The long stick whizzes down, and there is a looming golden light on the surface. It is the unique blessing of Buddha's light in Buddhism. It can also be used like the true energy of martial arts. This is the case for many Buddhist monks. While practicing Buddhism, they also practice martial arts, and they are also considered fellow practitioners of Buddhism and martial arts.
at the same time.
The sword monk also raised his sword and rushed towards Xu Taiping, his posture was very low, the sword went down the road, and the long stick, one long, one short, one up and one down, cooperated very well.
Xu Taiping shook his head and said softly: "Vulnerable!"
A wall of copper and iron.
Cut the mess with a sharp knife.
Both skills are activated at the same time.
Walls of copper and iron were erected.
"Dangdang——"
Two loud bangs.
The two monks' attacks landed on the wall at the same time.
"Click——"
The stick monk hit the wall with all his strength, and the long stick broke with a sound.
The knife monk was more flexible in his sword skills. He quickly put away the knife and stabbed it lightly. He was unharmed, but the attack was broken instantly.
Xu Taiping grinned: "It's my turn!"
As he spoke, he bypassed the copper and iron walls and killed the stick monk.
The sword light flashes intensively.
In just a moment, the knife monk was chopped into bloody gourds, leaving not a single piece of good skin on his body.
When the sword monk saw this, he turned around and ran, rushing to the door in the blink of an eye.
Xu Taiping was not in a hurry.
A wall of copper and iron.
Another wall of copper and iron was erected from the door.
"boom--"
The knife monk bumped into him and staggered back to the center of the hall, his eyes straight and swaying, like a drunken man.
Xu Taiping slashed with his sword expressionlessly.
I searched around the temple first and found no other monks.
Then we walked to the Buddha statue guarded by the stick monk and the sword monk.
Consider it for a moment.
Stretch out your right hand and place it on the lotus seat.
Directly stimulate spiritual consciousness.
Bamboo book please!
Bamboo books shine again.
The next second.
Xu Taiping felt like he was in a rough sea, with huge waves hitting his head one after another, comparable to the super tsunami in the movie "2012".
He was photographed until he was dead and unconscious.
I could only faintly observe that the color of the bamboo book was getting darker at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Light cyan.
blue.
Light green.
green.
Apple green.
Dark green.
Dark green.
I don’t know how long it took.
Xu Taiping felt calm.
Open your eyes.
Just when I wanted to explore the situation inside the sea, I felt something was wrong.
Looking up, he saw several people standing not far away, including Mu Laogou.
Is this... breaking the formation?
Xu Taiping was just about to feel happy when he heard a roar: "I'm looking for death!"
Then he saw a giant man over two meters tall jumping up and slashing with his sword. The strong pressure instantly stopped him from breathing.
