"boom!"
Following a loud noise, Chai Qinglong's long knife struck the black staff hard.
A terrifying weight instantly fell on the black-robed witch cultivator, and there was only a sound like breaking glass. The black-robed witch cultivator's body seemed to be half shorter and buried directly in the soil.
And almost all the bones in his body were crushed by this huge force in an instant.
But Chai Qinglong didn't feel well either. The golden flames rushed into his arm along the blade of the long knife.
Then it merged with the flames on his body, and in an instant it covered his whole body.
All of his skin, even with the True Essence body protection, was still burned to char in three breaths of time.
All the water in the flesh and blood evaporated in an instant.
The golden flame also penetrated into his body, igniting his internal organs.
Even though he was a third-grade martial artist with extraordinary physical strength, he still couldn't resist the scorching flames and let out bursts of heart-rending screams.
However, after seeing the black-robed witch cultivator opposite, a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "You bastard, let's see how you chase after me this time!"
At this moment, his smile suddenly stopped on his face, and a wide mace swept across his waist, directly tearing his body in half.
The lower body was still in place, but the upper body fell directly a hundred feet away.
It was almost impossible to survive.
Seeing this scene, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the black-robed witch cultivator. He was in the deep pit, unable to move, but he commanded: "Go and pull out his soul. I, the great witch, will do it myself." Light his soul into a sky lantern!"
The punishment of lighting sky lanterns has already existed in both Daxuan and Beimang.
But for ordinary people, it is only for the physical body.
But for monks, having their soul lit on a sky lantern is undoubtedly the most painful punishment.
The soul is roasted on the fire day and night. The heart-wrenching feeling is thousands or tens of thousands of times more painful than physical punishment.
"yes!"
The Beimang warrior, holding a mace, obeyed the order and arrived in front of Chai Qinglong with a long stride.
Then he gritted his teeth and smashed down the mace in his hand, intending to smash Chai Qinglong's head to pieces.
"stop!"
At this moment, a solemn voice was heard in the distance, followed by a colorful escaping light, approaching quickly from a distance.
"Do it quickly!"
The expression of the black-robed shaman cultivator changed, and he urged Beimang Wufu to continue his attack.
However, at this time, Beimang Wufu seemed to have heard the imperial edict. The mace he raised high was stagnant in mid-air and could not fall down.
"Ho!"
There was a loud noise from Beimang Wufu's nostrils, his teeth clenched, veins popped out all over his body, and his wrists kept shaking, but the mace still didn't move at all.
“What you say follows the law.”
The black-robed witch cultivator looked horrified and immediately thought of a possibility.
To be able to control a third-grade martial artist with all his strength so powerfully, one must at least be a second-grade Confucian cultivator.
When he thought of this, he thought, and his whole body burned with flames, instantly burning the surrounding pits into streams of flowing magma.
And his body finally got out of the deep pit.
But at this time, his bones were completely broken, and once he was freed, he fell directly into the magma.
As soon as he turned his eyes, the black staff suddenly turned into a ball of golden flames, covering the black-robed witch cultivator lying in the magma. With a flash of red light, the black-robed witch cultivator disappeared directly from the spot.
"Fire Escape, want to escape?"
At this moment, a clear female voice sounded.
Before the voice could finish, a woman in colorful clothes descended from the sky, and then punched out, directly covering the entire area of a thousand feet in the fist wind.
"First-class martial artist."
In the desperate eyes of the black-robed witch cultivator, a huge force directly shattered everything within a thousand feet radius, and even the flowing magma was completely wiped out by this terrifying force.
The black-robed shaman cultivator hidden inside was blasted into pieces without even making a sound.
The soul is destroyed!
"You will reap the consequences!"
At the same time, on the other side, amid that solemn and solemn voice, the Wolf Smoke Gang in the hands of the Beimang warrior turned around and hit his Tianling Cap hard.
In an instant, brain matter burst out, and red and white matter flowed all over the floor.
Even the soul hidden in the sea of consciousness had no time to escape, and was directly blown into ashes by the awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Two seniors, go and save them quickly."
As soon as Chai Qinglong uttered a word, he felt the burning in his heart and couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes darkened, and his soul seemed to be about to leave his body.
"Recover as before!"
At this moment, the solemn voice sounded again. Chai Qinglong's soul was shaken, and he felt that his body was wrapped in a milky white aura of righteousness. The body that had been torn in half automatically closed and returned to its original state in an instant.
Even the flames raging inside his body disappeared unconsciously.
This is simply amazing!
Chai Qinglong couldn't believe his eyes that he could recover from such a serious injury.
The owner of this voice must be at least the second level, no, the first level cultivation level.
However, he soon woke up from the joy of escaping from death. Liaoxi County was still in dire straits at this time.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. The city of Liaoxi County is in ruins. Go and save it quickly."
Chai Qinglong's physical body recovered and he quickly asked for help.
I was just anxious for a moment, and I didn't know whether to save Lingzhou and Xin Xuanji first or the officers and soldiers guarding the city first.
"Don't be impatient, speak slowly."
At this moment, his eyes flashed, and a middle-aged man with a goatee and a blue Confucian robe appeared.
"Tell me, is the city broken?"
As a crisp female voice rang out, Chai Qinglong felt the fragrant wind drifting past his nose, and another beautiful middle-aged woman in colorful clothes appeared in front of his eyes.
"That's it"
Chai Qinglong organized his thoughts and told the two of them the current situation.
"You go rescue those people in Lingzhou, and I'll defend the city!"
As soon as Chai Qinglong finished speaking, the beautiful middle-aged woman simply dropped this sentence, and then she disappeared in front of Chai Qinglong's eyes as if she was teleporting.
"Hey, wait."
The middle-aged Confucian monk with a goatee had just shouted out, but found that the beautiful middle-aged woman had disappeared. He couldn't help but sigh: "You are more than a hundred years old, why are you still so impatient?"
After saying that, he glanced at Chai Qinglong's clothes in front of him and said arrogantly: "Why don't you point out the direction and take me there with you?"
"Ah, are you the governor?"
Chai Qinglong carefully looked at the middle-aged Confucian monk in front of him, with a goatee and a blue Confucian robe. If he was the governor, then who was the governor Zhang in the city?
While he was thinking about it in his mind, the middle-aged Confucian monk with a goatee glared and scolded: "Why, are you still questioning my identity as the governor?"
"I want you to know that this governor is the new governor of Liangzhou, Yang Qing!"
"You can call me the governor, Mr. Yang!"
"Well"
Chai Qinglong couldn't help complaining in his heart: "So you are from Liangzhou. Why are you showing off your official authority in front of me? I am not a member of the imperial court." '
However, he only dared to keep these words in his heart and never dared to say them out, so he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, Mr. Yang, Xin Xuanji is over there."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a mysterious force wrapping himself in it, and his whole person disappeared directly on the spot.
It is ten miles outside the south gate of Liaoxi County.
Xin Xuanji was covered in blood at this time, his legs were cut off at the knees, and his right arm was broken. At this time, he could only kneel on his knees and swing the long knife with his remaining left arm.
At this time, there were more than ten blood holes on his chest and back. The largest blood hole had pierced his left chest.
If the other party hadn't deliberately teased him at this time, and Wu Fu's recovery ability was extremely abnormal, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot.
The more than 100 soldiers who followed him had all been killed by this time.
"Boy, if you kneel on the ground and call us ancestors in Beimang dialect, maybe I will consider sparing you!"
The staff in the black-robed witch cultivator's hand moved slightly, and a stream of black smoke rushed into the giant black net, breaking Xin Xuanji's left arm.
"ah!"
Xin Xuanji let out a heartbreaking cry of pain. At this time, he could not move any of his limbs. He could only stand there and grin. As long as anyone dared to come close, he would pounce on him and bite him.
"Should you bark or not?"
The black-robed shaman had a hint of cruelty on his face. Next, he was going to break Xin Xuanji's neck, then take his soul out of the sea of consciousness and torture him slowly.
"Call your mother's heels!"
At this moment, an angry voice sounded in the black net.
Immediately afterwards, a strong wind suddenly rose in the big black net, blowing all the nearby corpses into a pile, and then two figures gradually appeared in the big black net.
"Who are you?"
The black-robed witch cultivator's eyes flickered and he saw two figures appearing in the black net. One of them was Chai Qinglong who had escaped before.
The other figure was a bit unfamiliar, a middle-aged man wearing a blue Confucian robe and a goatee.
"Listen up, I am the newly appointed governor of Liangzhou, Yang Qing. You can also call me Mr. Yang. Bah, that's not right!"
At this point, Yang Qing suddenly paused, and then uttered a curse word: "I am your grandfather and your ancestor!"
The black-robed witch cultivator was furious. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person.
However, what does that self-proclaimed statement mean before?
He couldn't figure it out, but there was no need to think about it at this time. Anyway, this person must be a Daxuan person. It would be right to kill him.
"If there is a road in the sky, don't take it. If there is no road in the underworld, you can find it yourself!"
"Now that you're here, stay!"
The black-robed shaman cultivator laughed and said that this was the first time he had seen someone throw themselves into a trap.
These two people actually went directly to the black net, which saved them a lot of trouble.
But soon, his smile froze on his face.
"Burn to the flames!"
I saw that the middle-aged Confucian cultivator just said a word softly in his mouth, and a ball of red flames appeared out of thin air on the extremely tough black net. In just one breath, the big black net became A pile of ashes.
"This is impossible!"
The face of the black-robed witch cultivator changed drastically. Others didn't know it, but he knew that this big black web was made by the Imperial Master using the silk of a thousand-year-old snow spider. It is impossible for non-first-grade cultivators to break it.
Then think of Yang Qing's self-proclaimed title just now, governor of Liangzhou.
The unassuming goatee in front of me is actually a dignified governor of a state and a first-class Confucian scholar?
Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and then yelled: "Hurry up and kill them!"
While the other four people moved forward to attack, he greased the soles of his feet and quietly retreated.
"A bunch of clowns!"
Yang Qing glanced coldly at the four third-level warriors who were rushing toward him. His chest burst out with righteousness, and he said as he should: "Stupefied!"
As soon as the words fell, a mysterious force fell from the sky and fell directly on the four third-level warriors and black-robed witch cultivators.
All the movements of the five people were stagnant in mid-air, motionless. Only their faces showed a dazed expression due to fear, but they could not even say a word.
"Recover as before!"
Following Yang Qing's words, Xin Xuanji, whose limbs had just been broken, quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood hole in his chest also healed on its own.
In addition to the wound, there was still some pain, and the true energy had not recovered. Xin Xuanji felt that he had returned to his peak state.
"This lord."
Once Xin Xuanji recovered, he looked at Yang Qing.
But before he finished speaking, Yang Qing interrupted him: "There is no need to say thank you. I am Yang Qing, the governor of Liangzhou. You can call me Mr. Yang!"
"Well"
Xin Xuanji glanced at Chai Qinglong not far away with a strange expression. When he saw the other person giving him a look, he knew that Mr. Yang in front of him seemed to have such a style.
No one would introduce his official position first when meeting someone.
Although he was complaining in his heart, Xin Xuanji quickly changed his mind and said: "There are two other groups of people who were also chased and fled to the southwest and southeast."
"Then let's go!"
When Chai Qinglong heard this, he was anxious to take Yang Qing to rescue people.
"But my colleagues"
Xin Xuanji glanced at the corpses piled into a hill with a sad expression. They were the soldiers who followed him out, and they all died here.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, soul to my hands!"
Yang Qing seemed to have thought of this a long time ago, and as he said, a large pit appeared out of thin air on the ground, and all the bodies were buried in it.
At the same time, more than a hundred green souls flew out of the pit and fell into Yang Qing's hands.
When Chai Qinglong saw that everything was done, he urged the two of them to leave quickly.
"Don't worry, go and kill all these bastards who are humiliating you!"
Putting these souls into a jade bottle and storing them close to his body, Yang Qing raised his head and raised his hand, pointing at the five Beimang monks who were controlled by him.
"yes!"
When Xin Xuanji heard this, he immediately picked up his sword and walked towards these five people.
The death of his colleague made him extremely angry, and he had nowhere to vent his sorrow.
But he didn't dare to take action until Yang Qing opened his mouth.
Yang Qing's words were exactly what he wanted.
Xin Xuanji held a long knife and walked up to the arrogant Beimang shaman before. He said with an expressionless face: "You have tortured me for so long, and you repay me with kindness. I want you to taste the feeling of having your limbs severed. It's not too much! "
As he spoke, in the desperate eyes of these Beimang monks, he slashed continuously with the long sword, "Shua, shua, shua". In an instant, the five Beimang monks were stabbed through their pubic area and turned into human sticks.
"ah"
The cultivation of the five Beimang monks was destroyed, and they were cut into human sticks. They could only let out heart-rending screams on the ground, but they were unable to even do the most basic rolling.
"If you are not in a hurry to save people, I will make you taste the torture of Smashing Men Daxuan one by one!"
Xin Xuanji knew that it was important to save people at this time, and when he vented his grief and anger, he killed these five people with a single blow!
Yang Qing then urged Haoran to be righteous and wanted to take the two of them away.
Chai Qinglong glanced to the west, where there were subordinates he had not had time to take away, flying towards this direction.
It’s not my fault. If you are, blame it on Master Yang. He left too fast.
Chai Qinglong cursed in his heart without conscience, and as the milky white light flickered, the three figures disappeared into the white light.
"Sister, hurry up, the city defense formation has been broken!"
Taoist Hongren flew anxiously in front of him. Behind him, Taoist Hongren, wearing a red robe, followed closely.
"Why don't I blame you? It took so long to do such a simple thing!"
Hongdao complained with a happy face and a happy face.
I don't know what I was thinking, but I actually agreed to this shameless thief's request and went crazy at the last moment.
"Hehe, he is about to die. When he is about to die, senior sister can't fulfill the last wish of junior brother?"
"Besides." Taoist Hongren paused and continued: "You are in good health and have been working for a long time. Junior brother, there is nothing I can do!"
"You still said that!"
Hongdao raised his small fist and said angrily.
"Okay. No more talking, no more talking."
While they were chatting and joking, the two people who were flying suddenly felt an earth-shattering loud noise coming from the north gate of Liaoxi County. Even they flying in the air were affected and their bodies kept shaking.
