[Divine Sword Slash]!
The huge sword light was like a crescent moon across the sky, and quickly slashed at Huo Tingzun in the crowd.
So far in the fierce battle, Ye Qingxuan has killed countless people, but there are still endless enemies ahead, and Huo Ting is still 40 feet away, protected by many masters.
Huo Tingzun, who was under heavy siege, screamed, threw off the guards, and dodged aside.
The guards who saw the power of this knife moved away one after another to avoid the deadly knife. Only the ordinary soldiers who couldn't dodge and a few guards who didn't know how deep they were were trying to resist the knife with their flesh and blood. Just like the bright moon's knife gang, the heart and mind are directly shattered and turned into powder.
Dao Gang rushed all the way, until it was thirty feet away, it weakened and disappeared, and the dense crowd was immediately cleared by Dao Mang to create an open space with a width of three feet and a length of thirty feet.
Huo Tingzun was so frightened that he threw away a group of guards, thinking that this sword would kill him directly, but unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan's lack of energy could only maintain a distance of thirty feet, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and laughed out loud .
"Have you laughed enough?" A cold snort suddenly sounded in front of him, and Huo Tingzun was almost choked to death by his own laughter. When he took a closer look, Ye Qingxuan took advantage of Dao Gang to clear the road and chased Dao Gang all the way to thirty feet Outside, there was only less than ten feet away from him, and he was so frightened that he let out an "oops", turned around and ran away regardless of face.
Huo Tingzun had dozens of escorts in front of him, all of whom were experts recruited by him, and they tried their best to block them.
Ye Qingxuan took advantage of the fact that the crowd hadn't stopped him yet, and made a move with [Six Meridians Excalibur]—
Clang!
The sword energy flew across the sky, rushing towards Huo Tingzun's vest.
Just at this moment, two figures appeared and pulled Huo Tingzun at the same time, and Huo Tingzun rushed forward as if flying, and the sword aimed at the vest hit his ass.
There was a scream.
Huo Tingzun was immediately pierced through another valley door by Ye Qingxuan's sword energy.
But the two people who saved Huo Tingzun when he was in danger stood in front of him in an instant, but they were a monk and a lama.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw the two, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you two are still alive..."
It turned out that these two people were none other than Venerable Xie Lin and Monk Yuan Jing.
"Ye Qingxuan, we can't die even if you die!" Chong Xielin held the nine-petal lotus magic weapon passed to him by the Venerable Bodhisattva in his hand, and suddenly cast several magic seals with one hand, with a buzzing sound, the whole body breath Yi Ning, actually used the esoteric seal method [Vajra Armor Seal] to strengthen the strength of the protective energy.
And the other "evil monk" Yuan Jing also gave an evil smile, "Ye Qingxuan, it's been a while."
In just a few breaths, Ye Qingxuan was already trapped in the siege again. Hearing the words, he sneered and said: "What a 'evil monk' Yuan Jing, when your senior brother Jixing died in a fierce battle with the leader of the Fire Sect, he was a model of integrity for me. To take refuge in the evil sect, tarnish the Shushan Sword League, and even tarnish the centuries-old reputation of Yunyin Mountain."
"Bah." Monk Yuanjing opened his eyes wide and angry, spit a mouthful of sticky phlegm at Ye Qingxuan, and cursed: "Ye Qingxuan, if you hadn't bullied me in every possible way back then, I would have been the sixth elder of the Shushan Sword League. Given the opportunity to win the position of Alliance Leader, you and that bitch Ding Jingyin flirted with each other to frame Lao Tzu and put me in danger, and at this moment, you are blatantly lecturing me, it is simply too deceitful."
"Evil Monk" Yuan Jing exerted his strength suddenly, and the whole body was surging with energy, shaking the whole space to buzz.
Following Venerable Xie Lin's continuous cultivation, Monk Yuan Jing finally made great progress in martial arts, but only by destroying countless innocent women did he reach today's level.
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "What a shameless great monk, he went astray and found a layer of psychological comfort for himself, and put the guilt on others... Tsk tsk, it seems that he is not the same as you. Your communication is also a waste of time. Monk Jixing has a spirit in the sky, bless me today to accept your Shushan rebellion!"
"Let's see if you have the ability!" Monk Yuanjing laughed loudly, turned around and together with Venerable Xie Lin, pulled Huo Tingzun who was screaming again and again, and retreated towards the palace hall.
Damn it!
Ye Qingxuan cursed secretly, and charged forward again.
At this time, he was surrounded by heavy siege, his body was covered with the blood of the enemy, and after another round of charge, there were still densely packed Great Wu soldiers in front of him.
Ye Qingxuan lost his vigor, and the three elders of Dead Bamboo, Lone Pine, and Sammei came back with their masters. They didn't fight him head-on at all, but kept harassing and consuming his energy.
Unable to use [North Ming Divine Art] to absorb the power, Ye Qingxuan finally bottomed out, sweating on his forehead.
There was a scream.
Ye Qingxuan performed lightness kung fu, and finally gave up chasing and killing Huo Tingzun, and turned to the periphery.
A large number of soldiers and horses have always surrounded Ye Qingxuan and chased Huo Tingzun. They were unprepared for his sudden reverse attack, and they were rushed by him for a distance of more than a hundred feet, and almost escaped by him.
The horn sounded.
Huo Tingzun sounded the order to hunt down.
A large number of soldiers and horses came continuously from all directions, chasing Ye Qingxuan from the palace all the way to the straight avenue outside.
Almost all the soldiers and horses of the entire Jiangning Mansion participated in this encirclement and suppression.
In the midst of the killing sound, the nearby residents closed their doors and windows tightly, not knowing what happened, so they could only pray to God and worship Buddha, hoping that God would bless Chi Yu.
Hundreds of thousands of troops besieged and murdered one person, and when the news spread, it was enough to shock the world and shake the entire rivers and lakes.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan, who was deeply encircled, was already exhausted, let go of his spiritual sense, and the sword came from his heart, completely falling into the situation of no sword and no self.
His sword has been where it pleases, it is everywhere and it is not; its sword is not for anyone or anything, or for anyone or anything; nothing.
If it were anyone else, they would have already exhausted their energy, fainted or even collapsed from exhaustion, but Ye Qingxuan's kung fu is unique, [Lingbo Weibu] combined with [Dugu Nine Swords], people's consciousness seems to be in a state of depression. The free state actually falls into a very mysterious state of rest, allowing the brain to get a full rest.
Under this extreme state, the unbelieving Dead Bamboo flew back with both feet on the ground, using the unique skill of his life [Thirteen Dry Bamboo Fans], like a gust of wind sweeping up the shoulders all over the sky, stabbing and shooting at Ye Qingxuan.
His big fan opens and closes suddenly, and the dynamic energy it sends out is pervasive. Its retraction and release are ever-changing, making people unable to grasp the true and false moves, which is extremely powerful.
It's a pity that despite his excellent martial arts, he pierced the palm of Ye Qingxuan's god with a sword, and was rescued by Lone Song and Han Mei. No one dared to step forward and fight desperately.
Along the way, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, horses and masters, as if they were protecting Ye Qingxuan, reached the street where the Qinhuai River can be seen.
At this time, under the protection of dozens of guards, Huo Tingzun, who had been re-wrapped, was carried halfway up on the imperial chariot to watch the battle.