Hua Wanrong has made up her mind, so she has no scruples, so she gave an order: "Baji Huajian, set up the formation—"
"yes-"
After a chaotic dance of flowers and butterflies, eight sword-wielding beauties in colorful dresses of different colors floated down. Each of them had frosty faces, as cold as ice sculptures, pointed their long swords, and pointed the blades at Ye Qingxuan's side.
The remaining dozen or so masters of the Demon Elimination League were in a panic for a while.
"Everyone calm down, the demon girl is not ashamed, I will fight to the death with her, and I will win..."
Even though there were only a dozen or so people on his side, Jin Baiqi still did not forget to show off the eloquence of his generation of sect masters, but everyone's minds were already confused, and no one would listen to him anymore.
Hua Wanrong let out a coquettish smile, watching the masters of the Demon Elimination League scramble, and with an order, the eight beauties turned their swords lightly and stepped forward... At the same time, Hua Wanrong tapped Zhang Ling'er's acupuncture point, and handed it to a masked man behind him, Casting magic skills once again joined the battle group.
This time, Hua Wanrong didn't leave any leeway, and vowed to kill all members of the Demon Elimination League.
"Master, don't worry about me, hurry up and help out..." Ye Qingxuan took a sharp breath and said with all his might.
Monk Yingzhen's internal breath can only ensure that Ye Qingxuan's dantian will not be affected, but it is unable to dispel the magic power. It consumes internal energy, but it can't help much. Now the situation is full of crises and quite chaotic. We need a master like Ying Zhen Carry the situation.
"Amitabha, little Taoist, hold on, the poor monk will come whenever he goes—"
With a lion's roar, Monk Yingzhen jumped up to meet the flying Hua Wanrong.
At this time, Jin Baiqi and He's elders were still injured, and they brought the remaining masters to barely fight against the "Ba Ji of Huajian", and the remaining Hua Wanrong could only rely on the strength of Monk Yingzhen.
The copper stick in the monk Yingzhen's hand had already been broken into three pieces. At this time, he could only fight the enemy with his bare hands. This great monk obviously had the same tyrannical skill in his hands. He cast layers of golden palm shadows, covering a large area with golden light, and headed towards the enemy. Hua Wanrong's figure was covered.
How could Hua Wanrong be afraid in her innate realm, she hummed coquettishly, and raised her palm to greet her.
Monk Yingzhen mobilized his whole body's internal strength, and desperately fought this palm, thinking: Even if the poor monk loses this life, I will hurt you again and again, making you unable to move.
All the people in the arena were attracted by this shocking blow, and set aside three points to pay attention to the result of this blow.
As a result, the expected confrontation did not happen. Monk Yingzhen's palm passed through him, and Hua Wanrong even gave Monk Yingzhen a wink. Turned into a group of petals, scattered in the air, dissipated with the wind...
"The demon is dangerous, and it's [Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water] again...Damn—"
Seeing such a scene, everyone was startled, regardless of whether they were attacking or defending, they all tried their best to defend, looking around for the enemy, for fear that they would become the target of the opponent's sneak attack.
"not good-"
Great Monk Yingzhen suddenly thought of Ye Qingxuan who had no ability to protect himself, and turned his head to look blankly.
But Ye Qingxuan was sitting paralyzed on the ground with an angry expression on his face, but no one appeared beside him...
It wasn't that little Taoist priest he was dealing with
When she smiled coquettishly, Hua Wanrong showed her real body, with a small girl wrapped around her long sleeves, it turned out to be Zhang Chuer who was standing not far from Ye Qingxuan just now...
The demon girl made such a big scene, but it was just for a little girl whom she met for the first time
Monk Yingzhen suddenly felt that his head became like a wooden fish, empty, without a single thought...
No matter what the witch's plan is, she can't be allowed to succeed.
As soon as Monk Yingzhen landed on the ground, he jumped up from the ground, covered in golden light, and rushed towards Hua Wanrong...
Hua Wanrong had a contemptuous smile on her face, and the long sleeve of her other hand rolled back like a living poisonous snake, and she fought head-on with Monk Yingzhen's shocking palm without fancy.
Ha ha-
Hua Wanrong took advantage of her strength and floated away, but the great monk Yingzhen spurted blood in the air, and immediately fell away.
Everyone was terrified and felt a sense of powerless despair.
Could it be that the demon girl hadn't suffered any internal injuries in the previous confrontation
Hua Wanrong tugged Zhang Chuer with her remaining sleeve, and flew back in the air. Just as she was complacent, a sudden change occurred.
A mass of white things fell straight down, but it was a master in white clothes, with lavender sword energy squinting and rushing towards Hua Wanrong.
Hua Wanrong shouted sharply.
bang bang bang...
There was a sound of close combat, like rain hitting plantains. The two figures met for the first time, and then separated...
Hua Wanrong's face was dull, the long sleeves in her hands turned into broken pieces, flying in all directions, Zhang Chu'er, who was curled up with long sleeves, was captured by the other party at this time, and flew towards the members of the Demon Elimination League.
Huajian Baji shouted angrily, and the eight long swords stabbed the passerby together.
There was a buzzing sound of the sword.
A mass of lavender sword light was like a blooming peony, covering the eight attackers in the sword light. There was a crisp sound, and the eight sword girls flew up to the sky and landed on the ground with a bang.
Huajian Baji's face was pale, she stood up, and was about to attack again, when there was a choke, the eight steel long swords in her hands were cut from the middle, leaving only one hilt, and in a panic, the eight people's right sleeves, Falling shoulder-to-shoulder, revealing a section of snowy and pink jade arm, the eight girls exclaimed for a moment, and did not dare to act rashly again.
Everyone present stood there in a daze, amazed by the peerless swordsmanship of the visitor.
While the white shadow was swaying, the visitor came down from the air, and before he could stand still, a faint fragrance filled his nostrils.
The man in white turned around, revealing Zhang Chuer who was being protected by him. At this moment, Chu'er's eyes were full of fascination, and she firmly grasped the robe of the man in white, as if she had grasped her own backbone at this moment, and would never let go.
Facing this master who appeared suddenly, Ye Qingxuan was very surprised. When he looked at the face, he saw a snow-white melon-shaped face, with curved willow eyebrows and worried phoenix eyes. In his early twenties, but he looks like he's in his thirties. Ye Qingxuan knew that the masters in this life all have the method of retaining their faces, so he didn't dare to speculate for a while.
The visitor was dressed in beige and white cassock, with black silk on his head, combing his temples, holding a dust whisk, dressed like a monk or a monk, or a Taoist or a Taoist, plain clothes and stockings, a solemn treasure, a pair of wonderful eyes cold Looking at Hua Wanrong in front of him, he asked softly: "It's been a long time since Master Huagu, how could he do such a vile thing like robbing someone's children?"
The tone was soft, clearly stern, yet it was indescribably elegant, gentle and gentle. Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment...
It's just that the clear and beautiful face is very beautiful. In terms of appearance, it can be called the same level as the peerless and enchanting Hua Wanrong, but the two have completely different temperaments. One is beautiful like a rose, and the other is like an orchid in an empty valley. Relatively speaking, the one in front of me is more suitable for my aesthetics. I only think that among the women I have seen in my life, no matter their appearance or temperament, no one can match her...
For a while, people later regarded her as the goddess in their hearts, and a feeling of admiration arose in her heart.
Hua Wanrong was shocked, she looked at the visitor with a face of surprise, and said in horror: "Master Jingyi? When did your 'Sushang Palace' become so nosy?"
What? Sushang Palace
It turned out to be Sushang Palace, ranked seventh among the top ten sects—
It is said that the disciples of this school are all women with extraordinary looks, and seeing them today, it is indeed so.
"Amitabha, Mrs. Jingyi, long time no see, always good—"
When everyone was in doubt, Ying Zhen Yamato, who never liked to socialize, saluted the visitor with a rare respectful tone.
"Oh—it turned out to be the 'Venerable Lion and Dragon', one of the five hundred arhats of the 'Great Chan Temple'. I haven't seen him in Lingtai Mountain for several years. My brother's Dharma has become much more powerful. Jingyi worships—"
"Where, where—a few years ago, I heard that Master Jingyi had entered the realm of innate talent. It was a joy to congratulate. Ying Zhen was still wandering in the 'Earth Yuan Realm'. She was really ashamed—now, Ying Zhen is called the Dharma protector of the "King Kong Temple". Things are entangled, and the entry is getting slower... "
confused-
It turned out that this Great Monk Yingzhen was born as one of the temple guardian Arhats of the "Great Zen Temple", no wonder the cultivation techniques are so powerful, it seems that the King Kong Temple is one of the lower courts of the "Great Zen Temple".
"Great Zen Temple" is known as the authentic sect of Buddhism, the No. 1 sect of martial arts in the Shenwu Continent, with more than one million disciples, four extraordinary skills in the sect, thirty-two internal skills, and seventy-two martial arts, collectively known as one hundred and eight unique skills, known as the world First.
The "Four Great Monks" and "Five Hundred Arhats" of the Great Zen Temple are all masters in the world, and the "Four Great Monks" all have the strength to challenge the thirty-six peerless masters of the "Tian Jue Bang", just because they belong to outsiders. The people of the "Tianjue Ranking" do not fight easily, so they did not compete for the ranking on the "Tianjue Ranking". As for the second-ranked Zen Master Wu Nian in the "Tianjue Ranking", he was honored as the No. 1 in the "Tianjue Ranking" because of his martial arts status No one has ever known the actual martial arts cultivation of the second master.
All of a sudden, there was an extra innate master in the arena, and everyone in the Elimination of Demon League felt that the timing was changing, and they immediately became full of energy.
call-
The sleeves sounded.
"No, the demon girl wants to run—"
Seeing a master coming, Hua Wanrong suddenly turned around and walked away. After passing through the Qingluan flower tent, she hugged the immobile Zhang Ling'er and flew away quickly, not even caring about some of her subordinates.
Huajian Baji and the twelve warriors carrying the sedan chair also retreated together and fled in all directions. Obviously they got some instructions secretly, and they all fled in different directions.
In a flash, the beauty in white has already pushed Zhang Chuer in her arms to the standing monk Yingzhen, she sped up and chased after the demon girl.
"Hurry up, everyone, don't let the monster of the Demon Sect get away alone..."
Jin Baiqi, the head of the "Guanhe Gate", raised his sword and chased after him, but at this time there were only a few masters who could follow closely behind, most of them were injured and fell to the ground.
Jin Baiqi snorted angrily, stomped away, and chased after him alone.