The powerful enemy attacked, and everyone in Beiluo Sect woke up from their sleep. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of candles in the sect were lit up at the same time. At this time, the eldest disciple Weicang stood at the front of the disciples and shouted to Xiao He and others: "I am the eldest disciple of Beiluo Sect, Weicang. I wonder who you are and what misunderstandings you have with our sect?"
Xiao He did not answer, just sneered, and the blue light flashed again. Looking at Wei Cang who had just asked, he stood motionless. After a few seconds, he fell backwards with a bang and became a corpse.
A flash of purple light flashed, Xiao Hefei took three steps back and raised his sword to block, resisting the attack. He raised his eyes and saw clearly that the person coming was none other than Zha Muyu, the leader of Beiluomen.
Zha Muyu rushed to the scene after hearing the report from his disciples, but he didn't expect that many more people would die in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the body of his apprentice, Zha Muyu shouted angrily into the air: "How dare you name me!"
"Haha!" Xiao He laughed dumbly and said, "Sect Master Cha Muyu, how are you doing lately?"
"Xiao He!" Seeing the person clearly, Cha Muyu was itching with hatred. Wei Yue, a rare genius in his sect who had not seen him for a century, was killed by this person, which almost disrupted all his plans. Without the blessing of Liuguang Blessed Land, he didn't know How many more years would my sect have to endure, but now that the great revenge has not been avenged, this kid who is less than a hundred years old is bullying me? How can I not hate it?
"Yes, it's me!" Xiao He said coldly.
"The Yinpan Pavilion in the Flowing Light Blessed Land is chasing you, and your master died because of this. Originally, you were just trying to survive, and I wouldn't make things difficult for you. But you have been so bullying recently, and I will make sure you never come back!" Zha Muyu He said in a hateful voice again.
"A small sect, but a big tone. I am the personal guard of Nihan Blessed Land, but I want to see how you can keep me!" Leng Sanghong shouted loudly behind Xiao He.
"Nihan Blessed Land?" Zha Muyu murmured in his heart, and his anger suddenly disappeared. If Xiao He had the support of Nihan Blessed Land, Liuguang Blessed Land would most likely not intervene in this matter. Then wouldn't his situation be embarrassing? He pretended to be calm and replied: "I, Beiluomen, have never been in contact with Nihan Blessed Land, and I have no enmity or grudge. Why do I come here to create trouble today?"
"Elder Xiao He's business is my Nihan Blessed Land's business!" Leng Sanghong replied.
"Elder?" Zha Muyu muttered in his heart again. He couldn't figure out this matter. He originally thought that a junior disciple who ran away would be killed at worst. How could things become like this? In fact, he couldn't help himself. Now, the junior disciple in his eyes has turned out to be the elder of a blessed land. When the Liuguang blessed land forced his master Tianyanzi to death, he would naturally take the blame of Bei Luomen into account. If you want to fight against Nihan Blessed Land on your own, you really have no chance of winning.
"Xiao He, since you are already the elder of Nihan Blessed Land, I have nothing to say. If you are here to avenge your master today, you can take my life. Please do not kill my disciples again and leave incense for Beiluomen. !" Yes, the leader of this sect has clearly recognized the situation between the enemy and ourselves and has begun to show weakness. He is thinking of a safe strategy.
"Huh." He snorted coldly, but Xiao He said nothing. The hundreds of guards behind him were no longer silent. Cold light was everywhere. The four brothers of the Leng family and the ten guards standing in the front row threw the Immortal Binding Lock at the same time. There was a clatter, and Cha Muyu flew back to avoid this blow. Attack, he knew in his heart that if he was tied up tightly this time, he would have no choice but to let the other party deal with him.
After taking a few deep breaths, Zha Muyu said angrily: "Xiao He, do you think I, Beiluomen, is so easy to bully?!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zha Muyu pinched the complex method with his hands and muttered something in his mouth, the fat big With a flick of his head, his short and fat body suddenly grew more than three times in size. The other disciples of Beiluomen around him formed a team and sang together with Zha Muyu. In an instant, thirty-six magic formations of various sizes were formed. , these magic formations combined together are like a dragnet capable of both offense and defense. The magic circle radiated light everywhere, shining brightly all around, making the night look like day.
Gaining the upper hand for a moment, Zha Muyu remained rational and said, "Xiao He, if you leave like this, I promise to forget the past, okay?"
Xiao He just looked around, and he already knew a rough idea in his heart. This should be Beiluomen's specialty, the Fiery Sky Burning Formation. Another very disdainful sneer, but it also angered Cha Muyu.
With an order, fire filled the sky and surrounded the hundreds of guards in Nihan Blessed Land. The four brothers of the Leng family, together with a hundred soldiers, worked hard to form a huge light blue light shield to resist Bei Luomen's attack. One cold and one fire, the magical confrontation between a pair of enemies is really beautiful to watch.
Xiao He did not neglect, and the natural Taoism started to work. Under the feet of all the soldiers, there was a trace of cold air in the green light that spread over the earth. The cold air grew upward when it met people. For a moment, every soldier felt that his own The mana is endless, inexhaustible, and inexhaustible. Under such a confrontation, Beiluomen's burning fire was temporarily helpless.
When the stalemate reached a stalemate, Zha Muyu, who was controlling the magic circle, shouted: "Die!". As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his left index finger and injected a stream of blood into the magic circle. Seeing this, the other disciples burst into laughter. As soon as he followed suit, in an instant, the fire was overwhelming, and countless rays of blood spread along the tongue of fire, engulfing Xiao He and his men.
Xiao He's anger was also ignited at this time. A red light flashed in his left hand, and the Dragon Valley Sword was held in his hand. Three low words sounded: "God-killing array!" After saying these three words, Xiao He unfolded his body and flew instantly. In the air, above everyone else, the red blood light flashed rapidly in the air. While Cha Muyu was breathing, Xiao He drew several talismans in a row, and one blood net after another shot towards the burning sky. The disciples of Beiluomen attacked fiercely at all points in the formation. When Xiao He stopped, all the disciples of Beiluomen, including Cha Muyu, were trapped in the blood-red cage on the ground, and the fiery breath almost To melt everyone's body.
Zha Muyu's swollen figure has now returned to its original size, and there is a crashing sound again. His fat body is instantly tied up with more than ten chains.
As for Xiao He, it was only then that he fell to the ground. In his right hand, the Taiyi Dragon Sword emitted a cold light.
Zha Muyu began to be frightened. He couldn't move left and right and shouted loudly: "Xiao He, save my disciple's life!"
Xiao He seemed not to have listened to what he said, and said softly: "This move is called Tai Chi Sword Technique." As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword brought out a row of phantoms, and several Beiluomen disciples in front of him did not wait to resist. His life was taken away.
Cha Muyu was shocked and angry, and shouted loudly, but to no avail. In front of him, Xiao He was dragging a long sword with his right hand, walking slowly. His moves were simple but effective. There was no expression on his face that should be used to kill people. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying himself, like a master sculptor looking at his most satisfying work. The works are the same.
"This move is also called Tai Chi Sword Technique."
Every time that plain voice sounded, someone was killed on the spot. The disciples around him were extremely frightened, but no one had the ability to withstand Xiao He's attack.
"Hey, this move is still Tai Chi swordsmanship!" Xiao He sighed, as if he was a little frustrated, but he was still talking softly to himself.
Xiao He's expression was so calm that he was killing people while strolling. The scene of Guiyan Peak's human hell has been echoing in Xiao He's mind. No one has left room for Guiyan Peak, so today, Xiao He will not give it to anyone. Leave room. In a few steps, Xiao He walked up to Zha Muyu and met each other's eyes. Looking at Xiao He in front of him, Zha Muyu's expression was very complicated.
Xiao He also looked at Cha Muyu and said: "What a pity. I wanted to use the seven skills of Guiyan Qifeng to kill your sect, but it's a pity that I only learned this trick. It was still taught by Master Tianjizi. Mine, and the others, are all dead.”
"Xiao He, what kind of ability does it take for a blessed land to attack such a small sect?" Zha Muyu asked with a sad and angry voice.
Hearing this, Xiao He couldn't help but sneer again, and asked: "What are your skills in teaming up with Liuguang Blessed Land to kill Gui Yanfeng of my small sect?"
"The execution of Guiyan Peak has nothing to do with me!" Zha Muyu's tone was excited and anxious.
"You mean Liuguang Blessed Land alone did this?" Xiao He asked again.
"When I went up the mountain with Liuguang Blessed Land that day, only your master committed suicide! Everyone left after that, but I don't know if Liuguang Blessed Land turned back later!" Zha Muyu became more and more anxious as he spoke.
"Oh, then have you ever sent someone to exterminate an ordinary family in Xuanyang City in the mortal world?" Xiao He suddenly asked again.
Xiao He asked for no reason, which made him a little confused. He heard that he had a dispute with his apprentice Wei Yue, and it seemed that it was also because of this incident. There must be some misunderstanding, but how could he have the energy to explain it at this moment?
"I have never given such an order. This is a taboo in cultivating immortals. How dare I risk the disapproval of the world?"
Zha Muyu's words suddenly made Xiao He calm down a lot. These words were not unreasonable, but how to explain the remaining marks of the magic circle?
Xiao He brought his face closer to Cha Muyu and asked jokingly: "Then do you mind if I check your sect's secret book on the magic circle?"
As soon as these words came out, Zha Muyu felt a little helpless and said: "Back then, Weiyue was recruited by Liuguang Blessed Land. I, Beiluo Sect, received many benefits from Liuguang Blessed Land. However, at the same time, books such as the magic circle were also taken by Liuguang Blessed Land. It was taken away in the name of mutual exchange."
"Oh!" Xiao He said as if he suddenly realized something.
"Xiao He, it is true that Guiyan Peak was annihilated and had nothing to do with me. With so many casualties in our sect today, I hope I can save the life of Taoist Priest Tianyanzi and let this matter end. How about that?" Zha Muyu asked tentatively. road.
Xiao He took a deep breath and turned around. Leng Sanghong took a step forward and said: "Elder, when things have developed to the point where they are today, there is absolutely no room for turning back. Leaving anyone alive will be detrimental to you and Nihan Blessed Land."
Xiao He certainly understood this truth, and he said softly: "Kill."
After Xiao He finished speaking, he didn't look at Cha Muyu and his disciples behind him. One hundred personal guards raised their swords and dropped their swords. That night, there was another sect missing from the world, and another mountain was dyed red with blood.
