At this time, Meng Yuanjun was caught in an unprecedented dangerous situation. "Swordsman of Heavenly Law" Lou Fan, "Swordsman of Xianzheng" Luo Anhong, "Swordsman of Keeping Scrolls" Monk Baoshu, and three great masters in the middle and late stages of Guixu suddenly descended from the sky. "Fierce Saber" Peng Tianba immediately surrounded Meng Yuanjun. Before the three of them could make a move, all Meng Yuanjun's escape routes were blocked by their momentum alone. The pressure suddenly increased, no matter how good his lightness kung fu was, he couldn't move around at will.
"Fierce Saber" Peng Tianba took advantage of this opportunity to slash down with a slash, Meng Yuanjun resisted with a horizontal stick, and was staggered by the slash.
Meng Yuanjun's "Tianji stick" spread out in a large area, and thousands of stick shadows rolled up and down, covering the entire area of three feet around, making it extremely difficult for foreign enemies to take a step.
The wind suddenly picked up.
The first ones to rush were Luo Anhong and Monk Baoshu.
Luo Anhong volleyed from the right, and the nine-curved chain sword trembled straight, piercing Meng Yuanyun's forehead.
The Baoshu monk, who was as thick as a wild boar, appeared ten steps in front of Meng Yuanyun, holding a cooked copper stick as thick as a bowl, and shouted, "Ladies, spread out!"
The cooked copper stick fell down with a "hoo", and the momentum was astonishing.
Meng Yuanjun looked at the opponent's approach with cold eyes, and the enemy who retreated like a tide, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and when the two weapons were less than five feet away from him, and the strength made his breath stop, the "secret" of the stick shadows filled the sky. The "stick" suddenly retracted, and the shadow of thousands of sticks turned into a solid body, and suddenly landed on the side of Monk Baoshu's thunderous cooked copper stick, a flash of blue light flashed, and the cooked copper stick that had hit Meng Yuanyun's chest suddenly bounced to the side When there was no time left, he knocked on Luo Anhong's nine-curved chain sword.
Two roars overwhelmed the sound of all weapons clashing.
Meng Yuanyun swayed back, a streak of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he was fine.
Monk Baoshu and Luo Anhong snorted, and flew back respectively, their wish to entangle Meng Yuanyun to death could not be fulfilled.
Meng Yuanyun saved his life at a critical moment with the half-baked [Dou Zhuan Xing Yi] learned from Ye Qingxuan. Although he suffered a little internal injury, it caused the enemy to be injured more severely, and especially thwarted the enemy's plot to kill him.
The White Lotus Sect's vain attempt to kill or capture Meng Yuanyun as soon as it made a move immediately created a gap that should never have been there.
Meng Yuanyun, who grasped the enemy's thoughts in an instant, rushed out of the gap without saying a word, neither looking back nor fighting, and directly led the enemy in circles among the densely packed fighting crowd.
At this time, the Dharma Protector Sangha rushed down from the roofs on both sides, and launched the most violent encirclement and annihilation operation against the imperial court's brocade guards.
This group of demon monks are all experienced people, there is no need to discuss, the first to attack are the strongest people on the other side.
Apart from Meng Yuanyun, Mi Jiang, Cen Shining and Lei Li are the focus of their attacks, so that when the comrades attack others, it is difficult for these experts to separate and rescue.
When Meng Yuanjun escaped from the siege of the four masters, it was also when Mi Jiang was showing off and was besieged by the guardian monk of the White Lotus Sect. Jiang also suffered serious injuries from this.
Although Cen Shining and Lei Li were able to counterattack for a while and did not show signs of defeat, the other Jinyiwei swordsmen were completely destroyed. In just a breath, these colleagues who were considered good players in the world were defeated by the success of wheat. pieces chopped down.
Angry in his heart, Meng Yuanyun leaped over a ridge and fell into the chaotic square formation on the street. He just hit a Dharma protector monk to pieces, threw it away, and knocked the three companions behind him until they spurted blood Flying into a mess, a figure flashed in front of him, and Lou Fan, the "Heavenly Swordsman" with a thin face and three strands of long beard, had already stopped in front of him.
"Where is the little monkey running?" Lou Fan blew his beard and stared, and stabbed the Tianli Sword directly at Meng Yuanyun's throat.
Meng Yuanjun recognized this brother Lou Fan, and knew that he was a famous swordsman in the "Ten Swords of Wusheng" of the White Lotus Sect, but he was unafraid. , and pointed the "Tianji Stick" towards the opponent's face.
Lou Fan's Tianli sword was about a foot shorter than the "Tianji stick", and the opponent's stick would definitely reach the door first, and he was reluctant to exchange his life with the opponent. Lou Fan shook his hand, and the Tianli sword turned halfway, just meeting the tip of the stick.
Peng!
Vigorous confrontation.
Meng Yuanyun went all out, and Lou Fan changed his tactics halfway, so with this move from both sides, Meng Yuanyun immediately took advantage of it.
Meng Yuanjun just paused, and turned his body around twice to dissipate his strength, but Lou Fan was even more embarrassed, his whole body shook, and he flew back seven steps to control his figure and prepare to fly back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Yuanjun broke away from the dimension again and ran all the way. The "Tianji stick" beat the surrounding Bailian Dharma monks to their knees, and made a great contribution to Cen Shining and others in saving their own battle.
But Meng Yuanjun also knew that with the addition of this batch of fresh troops, if there were no reinforcements on the scene, the overthrow would only take a very short time.
At this moment, Meng Yuanyun, who had just avoided Peng Tianba's knife and stepped onto a roof, suddenly saw a black shadow fly in front of him, almost screaming out of fright.
call-
The opponent made a palm print, but rubbed Meng Yuanyun's body and confronted the "Xianzheng swordsman" Luo Anhong who was attacking from behind.
Peng!
The air wave rolled over, and Meng Yuanyun staggered.
what's the situation
Meng Yuanyun took a look, and the one who saved his life turned out to be Patriarch Li Yang with black lines all over his face.
At this time, not far away, Wang Dong Li Hao's shouts also happened to come: "Reinforcements are coming!"
Patriarch Li Yang snorted coldly, his face was worried, Meng Yuanyun laughed out loud, it seems that this batch of reinforcements should be Ye Qingxuan's previous reliance.
I don't know what kind of coercion and lure was used to invite a group of people who hate Ye Qingxuan the most in the martial arts league to help him. Just looking at the face of Li Yang's ancestor, it shouldn't be a means of making people happy.
"Here are the heroes of the Martial Arts League, and the demon monk of the White Lotus Sect is still not crowned?" At the critical moment, Wang Dong and Li Hao yelled again, immediately pushing the two sides into a situation of no end to war.
"Old Ancestor Li Yang, I never thought you would become a court eagle dog?" "Fierce Saber" Peng Tianba roared angrily, the two had obviously had friendship before.
Patriarch Li Yang's face was gloomy, and he said angrily without giving in: "Peng Tianba, that's better than being someone else's slave first, and then being a minion of a cult. You're born to be a slave!"
The "Xianzheng swordsman" Luo Anhong, who was blocked by the ancestor Li Yang, shook his nine-curved chain sword, the sword body swayed like a spirit snake, twisted left and right, and said in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, let's kill together!"
bang bang bang...
Not far away, Ji Lingjun and others had already clashed with the monks who protect the Dharma. These underworld groups were ruthless, and they immediately fought inextricably with these evil cult monks.
Wow...
The houses on one side of the long street collapsed, Monk Sanbao crawled out of the ruins covered in dust, Monk Yinkong held a big iron pestle, and fell from the sky laughing wildly, chasing after him.
The entire long street fell into the most primitive chaos and fighting.