Crackling!
The dense sword energy poured down like rain. Under the sword rain, Guo Yunfei's body flickered continuously. He avoided it purely with the light skill of [Transformation], but he couldn't get rid of the sword rain for a moment.
Monk Sankong on the other side had no choice but to face the attack of "Swordsman of Lijue" Wang Jianchuan alone.
In just a breath, Wang Jianchuan's body was like a spirit monkey, he only circled around the monk Sankong once, and he made twenty-one sword strikes.
The sharpness and moves of the sword are superimposed, getting sharper and faster, and the monk Sankong only blocked the first eight swords, and then he was attacked by the sword. By the thirteenth sword, Wang Jianchuan's sword had already It was possible to draw shallow bloodstains on the skin of the Great Monk, and by the time of the eighteenth sword strike, a scar deep enough to show bone had been left on his back.
In the last twenty-first sword, the sharp wind howled and split the air, Wang Jianchuan's pupils suddenly opened wide with excitement, seeing Monk Sankong was decapitated.
At the critical moment, Monk Sankong yelled loudly, and the energy of his whole body was aroused outwards. He actually forcibly shot out the [Magic Power of Great Strength to Iron Mound] in his body from the pores and openings of the acupuncture points, and his whole body suddenly changed. Like a hedgehog, it shoots out the powerful energy of the system that is no less powerful than the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect.
Under such desperate moves, even Wang Jianchuan couldn't solve it for a while, so he had to retreat quickly, and the sharp sword in his hand raised layers of light curtains to block the incoming Gang Qi coefficient.
Wang Jianchuan retreated more than ten steps in a row, but Monk Sankong's iron-type qi had almost been released, his head was dizzy, and a sense of powerlessness struck him, Monk Sankong's feet went limp, and he fell to his knees.
Monk Sankong used this life-saving move, at the same time his dantian was empty and there was nothing left to do.
Now he is just a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Hahaha…
There was a burst of wild and grotesque laughter, and the "flower scholar" Di Yu, who had been shrinking behind everyone, finally saw the right moment and flew towards him. Before the people arrived, a strong wind had already struck.
But it was a two-headed snake spear with a snow-white barrel.
The barrel of the gun was extremely elastic, and he held both ends like a big bow, and flicked it towards Monk Sankong's neck. The straight gun body, with unparalleled vigor and extremely high elasticity, pointed directly at the back of the monk's neck.
Monk Sankong's protective energy was broken at this time, and his defensive power had already disappeared. Seeing that he was about to die on the spot, Ye Qingxuan suddenly sneered coldly in the room: "Kneel down!"
boom!
Unknown something struck, Di Yu's two-headed snake was directly knocked into the air, and his figure remained unchanged in mid-air, but he made a sound and knelt down in front of Monk Sankong.
Just as Di Yu was about to exclaim, Monk Sankong grabbed his throat and picked him up abruptly.
"who!?"
Wang Jianchuan finally saw something was wrong and couldn't help but growl.
hum—
Something burst into the sky and came straight to Wang Jianchuan.
Wang Jianchuan raised his eyes, but he couldn't see what the attacking object was, so he had no choice but to block it with his sword!
when!
With a crisp sound, Wang Jianchuan's Zhigang sword, which he had been using for decades, was actually split in two by the incoming object. The huge force made his arms numb, and he couldn't help but staggered back more than ten steps before he stood still.
The intruder fell to the ground just now. Wang Jianchuan took a closer look and found that it was half a peanut.
swish—
A large stream of cold sweat broke out in an instant.
The door curtain of the small wooden house was raised without wind, Ye Qingxuan held a tea bowl in one hand, threw a peanut into his mouth with the other, walked out with a smile on his face, glanced at all the White Lotus Sect members present, and said hello: "Everyone, In front of my face, kill my subordinates, don't you take me too seriously?"
Now no one can recognize Ye Qingxuan's appearance, only Di Yu, who was strangled by the neck, couldn't help trembling and said: "Ye, ye ye ye... ye..."
"Well, what a good grandson, I still recognize your grandpa Ye!" Ye Qingxuan said with a smile.
"Ye, Ye Qingxuan!"
Di Yu, who was so frightened that she almost foamed at the mouth, finally yelled out this name that made all the members of the White Lotus sect furious, but also frightened by the news.
call!
Apart from anything else, Wang Jianchuan didn't want to be brutally mutilated like the "Red Lantern Swordsman" Wu Zhuoliang. The moment he heard Ye Qingxuan's name, he turned around and ran away, even leaving his brothers in the sect behind.
"Want to leave? Naive!"
Ye Qingxuan sneered, before seeing him move, he flew after him in an instant.
Wang Jianchuan screamed in mid-air, rushed down into the air, and rushed straight into his own troops. In an instant, a large number of Bailian sects were like overturned chickens, and were thrown backward by a strong traction force, blocking Ye Qingxuan pursuit.
Pont—
The sky was full of blood fog, and a large number of White Lotus cultists didn't even know what to say, but they were torn to pieces by Ye Qingxuan's powerful force. A huge open space was instantly plowed out of the crowd, and all the White Lotus cultists in the open space disappeared. The smell of blood overflowed in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, the figure reappeared.
Everyone gasped when they saw it!
The "Li Jue Swordsman" Wang Jianchuan, who was still majestic just now, was grabbed by the back of the neck by Ye Qingxuan like a kitten, and obediently carried him back.
"roll-"
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, and the surviving members of the White Lotus Sect fled hurriedly as if they had been pardoned.
But the "Bashan Two Heroes" who were in the crowd had just walked out two steps, when a strong suction came, and they flew back directly, and landed at Ye Qingxuan's feet.
"I told them to go away, but did you say that you two bastards can leave?" Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, but Erxiong was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt down in front of Ye Qingxuan, begging for mercy repeatedly.
Ye Qingxuan grinned, and said: "You two are full of crimes, but your lives are not in my hands. Go to my nephew and confess your guilt! As for you, Wang Dajian, please come to the hut with me to tell the truth. It just so happened that an old friend came over, let's sit down and chat..."
Ye Qingxuan stepped forward proudly, carrying Wang Jianchuan and walked towards the cabin.
old friend!
Monk Sankong and Guo Yunfei looked at each other, quickly touched the acupoints of Di Yu and the Xiong brothers, and followed Ye Qingxuan to the outside of the hut.
The door curtain was lifted, Ye Qingxuan laughed and walked in, stepped over the threshold, the two of them followed into the room, raised their eyes, and instantly froze.
The interior of the hut is simple, with only the necessary tables, chairs and shelves.
This is the place where the two are very familiar and have lived for more than ten days, but at this moment, a reclining chair has been added to the window in the south at some point, and a peerless beauty is lying on the reclining chair with a gentle expression on her face. Comb your hair for yourself.
That woman is peerless and youthful, and she is not inferior to the top ten beauties of the time. She is wearing a floor-length robe with wide sleeves, a jade belt that looks like a wind, and her jet-black hair is set against the snow-skinned white dress. That slender and delicate body is as long as it is short, which is strange.
Ye Qingxuan, as if he knew about the arrival of the other party, directly threw Wang Jianchuan to the ground, sat on his body, and said with a smile: "Jiang Jiyue, beautiful Jiang, long time no see, I don't know what happened?"