The powerful magical power of immortality bloomed between Liu Yongxi's fingers and palms. The red fingertips suddenly turned white, and the nails shone with silver, leaving a silver-white afterimage of his grasping palm in the air.
Dai Zong couldn't avoid it, and Shi Xiu, who was carrying him on his back, suddenly punched him.
This punch was powerful within a short distance, and there were still a few old scars on the fist, which were traces left by Shi Xiu's fighting on the battlefield. The severely injured body that had not yet healed made this punch even more heroic and cruel. The momentum!
The turbid air wrapped around his fist like a dark red flame, and with a bang, it hit Liu Yongxi's palm.
Liu Yongxi swayed his arms slightly, and combed his chin with a few strands of carefully groomed beard. His cloak was fluttering as the wind from the fist blew.
Dai Zong and Shi Xiu rolled backwards in mid-air.
Their two bodies pulled out a long scar in the boundless fog. Dai Zong straightened his waist, stirred his legs in the fog, stabilized his body, and changed to the completely opposite direction with Shi Xiu on his back. Escape.
But not far after they escaped, Liu Yongxi was seen again at the end of the fog.
This Liu Yongxi is known as the Master of the Qingliang Dharma Realm. He has pure immortal cultivation, which complements the Taoist formation knowledge of the Eight Gates of Life and Death, the Nine Palaces Flying Stars, and the Qimen Dunjia. Those stalagmites are the stakes he uses to set up the formation.
Once the stalagmite array is deployed, even thousands of elite cavalry charges will be reversed and lost without even realizing it.
Although Dai Zong's magic technique is powerful, when the surrounding environment has been unknowingly shifted, no matter how fast he runs, he is just sending himself into the hands of the enemy.
Shi Xiu lay on Dai Zong's shoulder, the blood flowing from his mouth and nose stained the clothes on Dai Zong's right shoulder, and said vaguely: "Didn't the big leader give you a small drum?"
"In my arms."
Dai Zong said anxiously, "But last time I escaped with the power of a sword, I knew the direction at least. No matter where I go this time, I seem to be approaching Liu Taoist. Xiaogu only has one chance. If the timing is wrong, we will But it was a complete failure.”
Shi Xiu's voice was low, but his tone was very calm, and he said: "If you don't use it anymore, you won't have a chance to use it. Don't change direction this time, just move forward."
"It is said that although snake venom is strong and can easily kill people, there must be an antidote within ten steps. I heard that the Taoism of the Immortal family must follow the laws of nature. Where Liu Yongxi is, there may be a flaw in the formation. Taking advantage of the sound of the drum, When it rings, try to rush past Liu Daoren!"
Dai Zong's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. That Taoist Liu was so fierce. Just looking at the scratch just now, his neck was just scratched by a fingernail. He was probably dead. He actually wanted to rush past him...
But after Shi Xiu said those few words, his voice was gone. Dai Zong noticed that the area of blood on his shoulders was getting bigger and bigger, so he finally did not dare to delay any longer. He gritted his teeth, took out the small drum, silently recited the magic formula, and used the magic of magic again. Speed up.
The small drum was originally only the size of a baby's fist. After he took it out from his arms, he seemed to feel the stimulation of the immortal magic in the mist. It grew in the wind and turned into the kind of waist drum that a strong man can beat.
The Eight Winds Bronze Drum vibrated, accelerated suddenly, and flew from Dai Zong's hand. Layers of sound waves piled up around the bronze drum, and with the transformation of a dragon, it hit Liu Yongxi with an unparalleled force.
Before Liu Yongxi actually encountered this blow, he heard the sound of drums and felt a little disturbed. He frowned and suddenly turned the flowerpot in his hand outwards.
His flowerpot is a celadon-glazed square pot, only the size of a palm, square in shape, with portraits of immortal figures inlaid with gold and copper wires on all four sides. The mud inside is pitch black and has a moist color. The mud surface was flat except for a stalagmite growing out of the middle.
Just when Liu Yongxi turned the flowerpot outward, the stalagmite suddenly split and turned into many smaller, shorter, and thinner shoots, all over the flowerpot, while the flowerpot itself seemed Zooming in rapidly.
Dai Zong only felt that his eyes were blurred. The surrounding fog had disappeared, but the others were facing down, rushing towards the dark land.
The Eight Winds Bronze Drum flew in front of him and hit the land first. The black soil was rolling, rocks were surging, and stone pillars with different thicknesses and weird pointed heads were scattered in all directions.
Dai Zong adjusted his posture in the air. After falling, he landed on his feet and stood firm. He could still feel the soil under his feet heating up slightly. The vibrating power of the bronze drum had not yet exhausted, and was still turbulent under the soil.
He looked around and found that although the stone pillars were of different sizes, with the tallest pillar being dozens of times taller than others, they were all divided into sections, some of which looked like old bamboo shoots.
"This..." Dai Zong had already guessed something, and slowly raised his head to look at the sky.
I saw a huge face, occupying the entire sky, with green eyes, looking down here.
There were silky hair hanging down from the edge of the giant face, connecting heaven and earth. In Dai Zong's eyes at this moment, every hair was as thick as his waist.
When that strand of hair fluttered, it left a deep ravine on the ground and knocked the stone pillars topsy-turvy with such force that it was like a thunder gong plowing through a courtyard.
Dai Zong tried his best to escape from the sweep of those hairs. His heart was desperate and his face was wrinkled. He thought in amusement: "I can be considered the first in the world to be hunted by such thick hair." Just one. '
He also saw Liu Yongxi's face in the sky slightly opening his mouth, as if he wanted to blow air here.
When this breath blows down, it is bound to sweep across the flowerpot land, forming a violent storm that makes Dai Zong unable to escape.
"Damn it!"
Dai Zong cursed loudly, his expression suddenly changed, "If a tombstone is built for us on Liangshan Mountain in the future, will it be written on the tombstone that he lived a life of being a hero, wearing stars and wearing the moon, but in the end he was blown to death by opening his mouth?"
When he was sweating profusely, he saw Liu Yongxi's face suddenly raised in the sky, as if he was looking into the distance.
Immediately afterwards, the flower pot tilted to the ground and faced outwards again.
The violent flow of green energy with lightning and thunder collapsed a large area of fog, and it came unstoppably close and crashed into the flowerpot head-on.
On the black earth, Guan Luoyang's toes hovered three inches above the ground, green energy reverberating, then silently stepped onto the ground, came to Dai Zong's side, helped Shi Xiu down, and pressed his palm on Shi Xiu's vest.
The mighty power turned into the gentlest inaction Qi, which penetrated deeply from between Shi Xiu's limbs and bones.
Dai Zong stayed for a while, jumped to his feet and said, "Oh, Taoist Priest, why did you end up here?"
Guan Luoyang said calmly: "If I don't come here, I'm afraid Shi Xiu will be seriously injured and will never recover."
Dai Zongdao said: "But this is Liu Taoist's magic weapon. It's easy to get in, but it's very difficult to get out. Moreover, Liu Taoist's magic weapon is so wonderful that if he blows in this direction, he can turn our place upside down."
As he was talking, Liu Yongxi's face appeared in the sky again, laughing.
"You are Guan Luoyang, so stupid?"
"It seems that Yun Tianbiao doesn't need to worry too much. Even if he doesn't notice for a moment and falls into your trap, just based on your style, I know that you and other Liangshan grass bandits will not be able to succeed after all."
The green light in Liu Yongxi's eyes was restrained and he said, "I am thinking that your skill is indeed extraordinary, so that you know that it is not the ordinary wind that blows away your body today, but a mouthful of cool magic power that I have refined."
He was about to blow out his vitality when a strong wind suddenly hit his face, and he quickly raised his head to avoid it.
Even though he dodged quickly, a flash of green light still flew out, leaving a long and narrow wound on his cheek.
Liu Yongxi rubbed his finger and the wound healed. It was not visible on the outside, but it could not really heal. His eyelids twitched.
Guan Luoyang's sword intention was actually able to break through the boundaries of this magic weapon maze. Liu Yongxi was greatly surprised. He held the flower pot and poured his magic power into it, trying to directly use the corrosive power in the maze to refine Guan Luoyang and others into pus. water.
He practiced for a while, listening to the silence in the flower pot, and whispered to himself: "It seems that you can't die by practicing this way."
"Who said that?"
A voice came from the flowerpot, "Why don't you stick your head over and take a look, maybe I'm about to die."
Liu Yongxi's eyelids twitched again and he sneered: "You have prepared your twelve successes and are waiting for me to poke my head in, right?"
He waved his sleeves to remove the fog from the outside world, and the few stalagmites that grew out of thin air in the wilderness turned into white light and came to form a porcelain cover in his right palm.
despair!
Liu Yongxi closed the lid neatly, pressed the flower pot up and down with his palms, and made a tight seal, constantly using his magic power to strengthen the seal.
His magic weapon looks like a flowerpot, but its real name is "Qingliang Dharma Realm Bowl". Relatively speaking, it is not good at killing. It is not as good as the Tianshi Magic Sword in Chen Xizhen's hand, and it is not as good as Wang Laozhi. He possesses the unarmed magical power - "Fire Dragon Kitchen Cauldron" as a treasure, but he is very good at containing and suppressing him.
Even though Guan Luoyang could reveal his sword intention, his true form was not so easy to escape from.
Liu Yongxi made a decision in his heart and asked the cavalry to wait in the wilderness for the time being. Then he returned directly to Quancheng, issued orders on the city wall, and ordered people to find Deng Zongbi, Xin Congzhong and others who were responsible for guarding Quancheng.
"Lieutenant Yun may have been ambushed, and the situation of the battle is still unclear, but I suppressed the bandit leader Guan Luoyang, and I specially invited General Deng to give it a try."
Liu Yongxi said, "This thief is tenacious, and there is nothing I can do easily. If General Deng can kill him, this big hidden danger will be eliminated, and we can march calmly to meet Lieutenant Yun."
Deng Zongbi was a careful person. From Liu Yongxi's light words, he could tell that the situation had changed. In fact, it was quite urgent, and he couldn't help but have a look of solemnity on his face.
"The general will give it a try with all his strength."
This man wears a black gold helmet and iron armor, with a face like a goat. The pupils in his eyes are very different from ordinary people. They are not round like beans, but have edges and corners, showing a hexagonal shape, and are faintly purple.
His pair of psychic eyes were endowed with extraordinary talent. Later, he was taught skills by strangers and developed supernatural powers. Wherever his eyes looked, ghosts and monsters were terrified, and spirits fled. Using his divine eyes in conjunction with the male and female frost-edged swords in his hands, he even more It is able to ignore the blockage of armor and blades and directly use the sword to kill souls.
In the past, the reason why Yun Tianbiao was able to overwhelm Deng Zongbi was because of his bold sword aura and profound cultivation, which forced Deng Zongbi to be unable to get close to him, and he did not dare to easily let Deng Zongbi come within six feet in front of him. Battle.
When dividing the troops, Yun Tianbiao believed that as long as Liu Yongxi joined forces with Deng Zongbi and others who were staying in the city, it would be enough to entangle Guan Luoyang and Lin Lingsu, which was not unreasonable.
With Liu Yongxi's magic weapon to suppress the enemy, and Deng Zongbi's long sword piercing it, no matter where he wanted to pierce the Qingliang Dharma Realm Bowl, it would be within the scope of "sword cutting the soul".
choke!
Deng Zongbi unsheathed his swords, his fingers were loose and soft, and he just lightly hooked the hilts of the swords. But when his psychic eyes locked on the cool Dharma Realm Bowl, all the energy in his body seemed to have turned into curls of green smoke, thin Covering the skin and armor, waiting for the moment when the smoke and cloud sword slashes out completely.
Liu Yongxi slowly opened the cool Dharma Realm Bowl.
At this moment, in the Dharma Realm Bowl, on the black earth, Guan Luoyang has taken back the Eight Winds Bronze Drum.
Dai Zong carried Shi Xiu, whose injury had stabilized, on his back again, and watched Guan Luoyang relax and adjust his breathing.
With that look on his face, he could not see the slightest embarrassment of being trapped in the enemy's magic weapon. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying the tranquility here just in time.
That's just the way it is.
After a great battle in Guan Luoyang, he seized some of Yun Tianbiao's skills and rushed towards him at full speed. Before he had time to refine his energy, the wound on his right shoulder has not recovered yet, as evidenced by this.
Liu Yongxi's magic weapon is an excellent place for retreat for him. The constant erosion of the outside world helps him adjust his state, live one second as ten seconds, and operate the magic of the devil efficiently.
Dai Zong waited anxiously, fearing that at the critical moment when Guan Luoyang was recovering from his injuries, he would suddenly be attacked by Liu Yongxi's magic spells.
But most things in the world are like this. The more you are afraid of something, the more you will get.
In the dark sky, a ray of skylight suddenly appeared.
The giant sword that spanned the sky slanted down from the light, pressing down on Guan Luoyang like it was attacking an ant.
With this sword move, Dai Zong was so fast that he didn't even have time to warn him.
A huge pit has been dug into the black ground. Guan Luoyang was pressed to the bottom of the pit by the giant sword, and no trace of his shadow could be seen.
All the soil and stone pillars visible to the naked eye in the surrounding area are affected by the force of the sword, causing fluctuations.
Dai Zong's figure moved instantly, stepping on the waves of earth and air, and retreated. Although he was worried about Guan Luoyang's situation, he also knew that in this case, protecting himself and staying away from him was a useful choice.
What made him feel a little relieved was that he had seen green lightning flashing under the giant sword.
On the wall of Quancheng City, many soldiers were looking intently at the small cool Dharma Realm Bowl.
Deng Zongbi thrust his sword in, his eyes slightly relaxed.
Xin Congzhong and others saw the change in his expression and immediately shouted: "I've been stabbed!"
Liu Yongxi also laughed and said: "Okay...no!!"
boom----
Cyan thunder and lightning roared out along the blade of the sword. The lightning flashed and expanded. Only a thin line of cool Dharma Realm Bowl was opened, but a larger gap was forcefully pushed up.
A hand reached out from the Dharma Realm Bowl and grabbed the edge of the flowerpot.
The subtle electric light had already flowed through the air, flowing throughout the entire city wall before many soldiers could react. Everyone felt unspeakable panic and heart palpitations.
The hand that poked out of the flower pot was already the size of a normal human hand.
When the second hand also came out, Liu Yongxi shouted loudly, flicked his sleeves to cast a spell, and threw the cool Dharma Realm Bowl far outside the city.
As soon as the flower pot flew away from the city wall, it exploded in the air.
Guan Luoyang's figure appeared with thousands of vicious electric lights, long and short lightnings, all bursting out from his body, blasting through this section of the city wall in no particular order.
The defenders on the wall of Quancheng were all blown away by the airwaves from the lightning bombardment and fell inside and outside the city.
Next to him, Dai Zong was carrying Shi Xiu on his back, silently and silently, stepping on the air and avoiding the outside of the city.
The right half of Deng Zongbi's body was sore and numb from the explosion just now. At this moment, he took a step forward and stabbed Guan Luoyang with the five-foot long sword in his left hand.
The sword was like a phantom, penetrating through the materials of many entities and piercing Guan Luoyang's chest.
In the practice of immortality and demonism, it is important to protect the soul with the body. Deng Zongbi's psychic sword can be said to perfectly bypass the enemy's strengths and hit the vital point.
He thought he had missed the previous sword, but this sword had really hit the target. However, the sword tip froze just half an inch into the body.
Deng Zongbi's psychic eyes trembled with fright, and he shouted: "You soul..."
Among the people he had killed before, the ones with the strongest souls were only as strong as a hundred-forged steel sword or a golden treasure seal. The souls of ordinary soldiers on the battlefield were as fragile as tender grass. No one's soul had ever been as fragile as tender grass. After being hit by his sword, he was still completely unharmed.
However, today, the Psychic Divine Sword seemed to... break open the dam and angered a thunder pond!
A more violent electric light than before erupted from the place where Guan Luoyang's chest was hit by the sword. The explosion caused Deng Zongbi to be covered in smoke, emit the stench of coke, and fly backwards.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
Xin Congzhong came to kill with a snake spear that was eight feet long. He was also a brave general. In addition to the snake spear, he also had hidden dart skills. He was able to try his best on the battlefield.
Guan Luoyang raised his palm and took the stab from his snake spear. His wrist trembled slightly, and he turned his palm and pressed it in the air.
The gravity of Xin Congzhong's body increased sharply, and his armor, facial features and hair were blurred by shaking. The masonry of the city wall under his feet was crushed by him like tofu, sinking directly to the root of the wall.
Liu Yongxi's magic weapon had just exploded and he had no time to cast the spell. He relied on his Immortal Dao skills to fight Guan Luoyang head-on.
The residual impact of this palm strike shot up into the sky and stopped the clouds. Under the feet of the two of them, half of the city wall collapsed, exploding into huge waves of smoke and dust that poured out of the city.
Guan Luoyang floated back some distance in the air.
Liu Yongxi felt as if half of his body was about to fall apart. He couldn't help but feel frightened and wanted to retreat.
He has a noble status and is one of the four most famous officials in Bianliang. Let alone a defeat, even if the entire Quan City is occupied, it is not worth his life and death here.
The vitality of the immortal path is steaming like clouds, and Liu Yongxi soars into the clouds and rides the mist, straight into the sky.
Blue lightning also shot from the ground into the clouds. The clouds surged and green lightning crossed the sky.
"Your people have been rescued. The soldiers and horses attacking Liangshan must not be able to make it. Quancheng will be given to you, so why bother chasing after them?"
"I heard that Bianliang Taoist officials are like clouds and fierce generals are like rain. I am really afraid that I will be unable to kill you in the future, so I have to ask you to die first."
"Do you think I am really at my wits' end?"
The immortal essence flying across the sky became filthy, and black color spread out among the snow-white clouds.
Dark clouds and white clouds intertwined, and cloud shoots like pillars stood up in the sky.
When the formation was set up in the sky, Liu Yongxi's momentum skyrocketed.
The dark clouds and white clouds intertwined and changed, mysterious and unpredictable, and lasted for a full quarter of an hour. Countless people in Quan City were alarmed.
Guo Jing looked into the distance in Liu's Mansion, holding the brocade box containing three Dragon and Tiger Pills in his hand, hesitating again and again.
The clouds broke and green lightning roared out.
In the dark blue thunder, someone seemed to be looking this way. Guo Jing was like a frightened bird. With a flick of the dust, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
When Guan Luoyang appeared again, he was holding Liu Yongxi's body in his hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and already stepping in front of the Liu Mansion.
When he stepped forward, everything blocking him, whether it was the courtyard wall, the high gate, or the house, were distorted by gravity and collapsed like sand.
Half of the Liu Mansion turned into smoke and dust, and the ground was covered with sand.
Liu Guang, holding the sword in his hand, stood in the half-remaining study room, trembling, his face was red with shock and anger.
"You, you are the leader of the Liangshan bandits?!"
"Prefect of Quancheng?"
Guan Luoyang threw away the body in his hand, "Quancheng, today is no longer yours."
On the horizon outside the city, the soldiers and horses of Liangshan were galloping in a black mass, carrying the defeated soldiers.
