Muzha's lips opened wide, unable to believe his eyes.
That dragon-escaping pile was a powerful innate spiritual treasure passed down by Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, but it actually floated without causing any waves.
Moreover, if the eldest brother Jin Zha had not been blocked by the jade pendant for death, he would have been stabbed through and almost died.
He didn't even think about it. He couldn't care less about the Xian family's demeanor, humility, and etiquette. They were all thrown out of the sky.
He pinched the sword technique with his right hand and muttered the words, "Cut..."
The Wu hook on his shoulder glowed with brilliant light, and without any sound, it struck Yang Lin's neck.
He took action very quickly.
However, what is faster is something else.
The Wu Gou flew close to him, but before he could chop it down, there was a piece of copper coin flapping its little wings, hey hey hey hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
It has already blocked the way.
With a golden light shining.
Without exception.
Wu Gou also followed the copper coins and fell into Yang Lin's hands.
"Baby, more is always better, is there any more? Go on, I don't want too much."
Yang Lin laughed, but his eyes were slightly cold.
Therefore, it is said that these three generations of disciples of Chanjiu would release magic weapons whenever they disagreed. I don't know how many masters were beheaded on the battlefield just because of one of them.
They understand the true meaning of fighting by striking first and gaining the upper hand. Faced with the innate spiritual treasure, how many Taoists in the world can resist it?
In Yang Lin's view, the act of releasing magic weapons casually is actually acting rogue.
On the contrary, he had a good impression of Yang Erlang and Nezha, warriors who became gods in the flesh.
At least they can't defeat it before using the magic weapon.
When you can fight, you should use the knife or the gun to fight to the death first.
It's not like these two people in front of me, who rely on their master's magic weapon to bully others and won't even fight with themselves.
He put away the Dragon Dungeon Stake and a Wu Hook Sword, and rode forward.
The gun pointed forward, with murderous intent.
Since he went into battle to cause trouble for himself and had a powerful magic weapon in his hand, Yang Lin was certainly not someone who couldn't fight back or retaliate.
The rich martial arts value made him reluctant to part with these experience packs in front of him.
Of course, he still wants to give it a try. What is the bottom line of teaching?
Naturally, he didn't hold anything back when he took action.
Yang Lin's horses had just started, when Muzha on the other side screamed strangely. He pulled Jin Zha, who had fallen to the ground, and ran away in a strong wind, shouting in alarm: "Master, help me?"
Well, this one is very smart, and he is worthy of being a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao who has worshiped two masters successively.
The skill of approaching the master when something happens has reached an extremely high level.
There was another Wu Gou Sword on his shoulder, but he didn't even think of pulling it out at this time.
I even wanted to hide this treasure.
While running away, feeling the piercing sharpness and murderous intent behind him, Mu Zha untimely recalled the way Nezha lowered his head and shrunk his head.
'That boy, you tricked me to death. '
"Huh……"
The red flame horse under Yang Lin had just chased him seven steps away, and before he even raised his spear to stab him, he suddenly raised his head.
At the same time, the sky was divided into black and white, and an indescribable sharp edge seemed to cut the entire sky and the mountains below in two.
Faintly, it seemed that a hand and a sword could be seen.
"Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword, Puxian Zhenren."
As soon as he saw the sword light dividing yin and yang and splitting the void, Yang Lin probably guessed who it was.
This was also one of the characters who had the last laugh in the Battle of the Gods.
Later, together with Zhenren Cihang and Manjusri, he abandoned Taoism and entered Buddhism, and was named a Bodhisattva.
I won't comment on my character, but my ability is very strong.
Moreover, this kind of expert never cares about grace when taking action, as long as he achieves his goal.
Faced with this kind of sword light that shattered mountains and seas.
Yang Lin did not release the treasure money.
He will not make the same mistake as Xiao Sheng, the previous owner of Luobao Money.
Money can only drop magic weapons. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it doesn't matter. At most, it only depends on the amount of luck consumed.
However, if the opponent uses weapons and then uses treasure money to block it, it will be of no use. Instead, you will send your life into the hands of the opponent.
This Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword seems to be able to manipulate the rules of heaven and earth, and its power is unpredictable. However, this thing is a real magic weapon. When it attacks, it is also destroyed by the pure magic power of Master Puxian at the peak of Golden Immortal. .
At this time, all tricks are useless, only head-on confrontation is the best way to save life.
Facing the powerful character of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yang Lin no longer had the qualification to retain his strength at this time, and he no longer had to hide it. He suddenly raised his head, the golden light in his eyes went straight to the bullfight, his breath roared like thunder, and he reached for his shoulder With the last stroke, a golden sword with mountains and rivers painted on it came out.
A slash with a sword, five colors and five lights.
At the same time, where the blood flames rose from the body, there was silver light shining again.
Breaking magic, slashing the way, sharp metal, three rules cover the mountain and river sword.
The sword's light was like silk, and there was no sound when it was slashed out. The sword's edge paused, thunder roared, and the sky and the earth shook.
The black and white yin and yang talisman sword in the sky suddenly paused, the light and shadow receded, and everyone heard a muffled groan. Then, a Taoist in green appeared in the clouds, holding a sword in his hand, and the half-black and half-white long sword roared. It's about to be cut down again.
Master Puxian was actually shocked.
He began to feel that the fight down here was just a battle between mortal generals.
Then I felt that this was a master Qi practitioner pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He also had powerful treasures that could be collected from others. His cultivation level was not very strong and he was considered a rising star.
He even suspected in his heart that he might be a disciple secretly accepted by some senior brother to replace him.
Of course, no matter which disciple he accepted as a disciple, he had no intention of holding back.
He had finally seen the copper coins that had fallen into the magic weapon. When using the magic weapon, he might have to worry about it, but he had to spend his blood to make a magic sword, but he didn't need to worry about this strange treasure.
Since we are on a hostile stance, we should take death as a rightful choice.
What's more, if the other party hurts his nephew and apprentice, then he deserves to die even more.
Before taking action, Master Puxian was aloof and had already seen the outcome.
After taking action, he discovered that things were getting serious.
The opponent does not simply rely on strange magic weapons to fight the enemy.
Although his cultivation is not as good as his own, the magic power on the sword is even more difficult to deal with than his own.
The two swords were facing each other, but he didn't even get the slightest advantage.
I was slightly surprised, as Master Puxian's murderous intention became even stronger.
As soon as the sword light circled, the yin and yang of heaven and earth changed, and the sword force became three points stronger.
It hasn't been cut down yet.
As soon as his eyes lit up, he saw the sky full of golden light, surrounded by nine dragons. From his soul to his physical body, he was immediately numb.
"Not good, dragon escape pile."
Master Puxian forcibly cut off the flow of magic power, and forcibly reversed the Tai Chi Yin Talisman Sword in his hand from cutting it down. A third-grade golden lotus appeared at his feet. With a chirp, it turned into flames and disappeared into the clouds.
"Escaped actually..."
What a twelve golden immortal.
Yang Lin sneered in his heart.
Yes, with magic power alone, you may not be able to defeat the masters at the forefront of the Twelve Golden Immortals. If you are not careful, you will suffer losses. The disciples of the saint have practiced the Talented Golden Immortals for countless calamities. It's very difficult to deal with.
But who said they have many magic weapons?
Moreover, they couldn't even resist themselves when using the innate spiritual treasure.
This will be easier to handle.
I just received the Dunlong Stake in hand.
Yang Lin hasn't covered the heat yet, but he doesn't necessarily know how to use it.
By burning two million in martial luck, this year's innate magic weapon has been completely refined, as if it was made by one's own hands.
After fighting with the sword, I found that there wasn't much chance of winning. At that moment, I just threw out the dragon-escaping stake, hoping to see if I could leave behind a master like the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Of course, you don’t dare to kill.
He had to guard against a certain saint who was shameless.
However, it can still be done by giving it a good beating and stripping it of all its magic weapons.
Unexpectedly, this Samantabhadra is much more slippery than imagined.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Golden Lotus appeared, and with a flash of light, he had already escaped thousands of miles away.
Good guy, he doesn’t even care about his own apprentice.
Seeing Mu Zha dragging Jin Zha's injured body, desperately shouting for help, and running towards Zhou Camp, Yang Lin suddenly fell silent.
Facing this type of opponent, it was quite difficult for the Shang Dynasty to remain undefeated.
Jie Jiao is known as Ten Thousand Immortals, but he cannot stop them, which is reasonable.
"At this time, I revealed my trump card and completely offended the Immortal Chanjiao. The next time I face me, at least two Golden Immortals will come, and even more than two powerful magic weapons will be dispatched at the same time. They will definitely be able to do such a thing. .”
Thinking of Wen Zhong being beaten to death in Juelong Ridge.
Yang Lin didn't care about pursuing him, stretched out his hand and threw him out in a circle, beating Nangong Shi until his muscles were broken and his bones broken. He fell to the ground and vomited blood. He was captured by the four Yanliu men and ordered his troops to return to the camp.
"Don't chase the poor invaders, withdraw your troops."
He didn't want to fight.
In the battle just now, Huang Tianxiang was killed, Jin Zha Muzha was defeated, and Nangong Shi was captured. After deducting the 20 million martial arts points spent using Luobao money, the net gain was 38 million martial arts points, and 8,000 points were raised to the fourth level of mental strength. The Wanwu Luck Value has been fully collected.
There are millions left.
This is enough.
It's a pity that Master Puxian only exchanged swords with him and didn't fall into a disadvantage. He immediately ran away when the situation was bad. He was not considered defeated. He didn't get a single wool from him.
What a shame.
However, when the mental power is upgraded to level four, Daluo-level attack power will be achieved.
The next time we encounter this kind of situation, it will not be so easy for the other party to retreat easily.
At this moment, we must guard against the opponent's dirty tricks, and it is better to retreat.
"Retreat another thirty miles, exit Qishan, and camp at Yanshan. Let the reinforcements here be given to Dashan."
Back again?
Aunt Xue was simply dumbfounded.
Of course she was happy to win, but she had never seen an army run away after winning.
However, her words didn't work, and she never thought of objecting.
Now, give the order.
More than 20,000 archers packed their bags in a hurry...
A gust of wind blew past, and under Qishan, the two armies separated and moved farther and farther away.
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