The Tai Chi Hall fell to the ground with a bang, and at the same time, the palm knife and the long spear collided in mid-air.
Boo—
A large expanse of dazzling gold and silver light exploded in the air, forming a disc-shaped firework that spread out from the center of the fight between the two.
The glare subsided, and a figure had already fallen from midair to the ground. After a while of thumping and rolling, the square paved with white marble was smashed into a series of shattered marks. It was not until the high wall where many spectators were standing that it was erected The Gang Qi barrier blocked it.
Boom!
A strong impact sound erupted, and after holding on for a few breaths, the entire barrier was shattered directly, and the figure remained still, smashing hard into the high wall, and huge cracks spread outward, raising a large cloud of dust.
Several masters who worked together to create the shield of stellar energy were also sent flying out of the shock, and fainted on the spot.
When the figure stood up again from the deep wall, the high wall finally couldn't bear the situation of being torn apart, and collapsed with a bang, the figure walked out of the dusty area with heavy steps, revealing the pale face of Yan Gongzhan bleeding from the corner of his mouth .
Amidst the exclamation of the people watching the battle behind him, Yan Gongzhan's legs gave way, and he knelt down on the ground, barely supporting his body with his hands, so as not to lie on the ground completely and lose the last ounce of dignity.
The doors and windows of the Tai Chi Hall were wide open, and Ye Qingxuan walked out from the main hall, looking at Yan Gongzhan in the distance, and a thunderous voice from beyond the clouds shouted: "It's over, Yan Gongzhan, you lost!"
Yan Gongzhan took a deep breath, smiled miserably at Ye Qingxuan, and said sharply: "Want to win? It's not that easy!"
Before he finished speaking, the ground under Ye Qingxuan's feet suddenly loosened, and then there was a bang, the sky filled with mud collapsed into the air, and a huge hole suddenly formed on the ground, only the white marble block under Ye Qingxuan's feet remained intact.
At the same time, a big black and haggard hand directly grabbed Ye Qingxuan's ankle, and a strong suction force comparable to [Beiming Shengong] firmly sucked the white marble under Ye Qingxuan's feet, making him unable to fly away for a while.
Ye Qingxuan paused, and the white marble shattered into countless pieces, carrying a sharp aura, directly thrusting towards the figure that suddenly appeared under the white marble.
For a while, the sound of puffing was endless, and countless sharp pieces of white marble were embedded in the opponent's chest like an ax blade, but the opponent was not dead, but as if nothing happened, he grabbed Ye Qingxuan's ankle, and then dragged him into the deep In the pit.
"It's you?"
The stone slab under his feet was broken, and Ye Qingxuan also saw the face of the other party for the first time. It turned out to be Nanjialuo, a Vedic monk who had met in Jiangnan before.
"It's the poor monk, Master Ye, Nan Jialuo is polite!" Nan Jialuo's dark and thin face showed a strange smile, his limbs swung like whips, and he struck out hundreds of heavy blows in an instant.
Amidst the crackling sound, the other party was like a sticky candy that transformed at will, continuously using various weird attacks of fists, palms, feet, knees, elbows, shoulders, and even head hammers to suppress Ye Qingxuan crazily, making him unable to spare Action to escape from the pit.
There are only a handful of people in the world who can avoid Ye Qingxuan's spiritual search, and this exotic monk is one of them.
Ever since the Jiangnan fight, Ye Qingxuan has been very concerned about the whereabouts of this foreign monk, but it is a pity that the Jin Yiwei arranged by him is really unable to track such a powerful master, so he lost his track early.
According to Ye Qingxuan's guess, this fan monk might have entered Beidi, but he never expected that in the end, Nan Jieluo would seek refuge in Murong Zhuhai, standing on the opposite side of himself.
In this encounter, Ye Qingxuan no longer had any intention of cherishing his talent, and finally decided to kill him.
But before he had time to fight back, Yan Gongzhan, who had recovered his vitality, and Weng Xiaofei and Lu Da, who had been dormant at the far end, rushed towards the center together, and they were bound to put Ye Qingxuan to death at this time.
At the same time, the situation outside of Ye Qingxuan has also undergone extremely serious changes.
With a whistling, an elite troop of about 30,000 people rushed out from the various secret passages and hiding places in the government offices around the imperial city. On the south wall of Huangfu Taiming and others is an army of demons with a number of about 300 people, all wrapped in black robes and exuding terrifying demonic energy.
The leader was a pair of withered claws of a bird, and a devil with a poisonous aura—"Ghost Claw" Nie Tu.
"The Scarlet Blood Demon!?"
Jiang Shuihan's eyes were fixed, and he said in a deep voice: "No wonder I couldn't find the whereabouts of these guys, so they took refuge in Murong Zhuhai..."
kill-
A wave of figures came clamoring and killing, not only targeting the hostile forces present, but even those martial arts practitioners who were watching were swept in.
It seems that Murong Zhuhai's side is determined to cover up the truth of this duel and kill all the people watching the battle, so they can feel at ease.
It's just that Murong Zhuhai was fully prepared, and Huangfu Taiming and his party were not prepared to be the turtles in the urn. A firework exploded in the air, and the surrounding horns sounded immediately in response. A large number of Jinyiwei, palace guards, and martial arts masters from all sides formed a team. They came out from all directions and directly intercepted the 30,000-odd elites, and the shouts of killing spread all over the entire imperial city.
Ru Hua laughed heartily when she saw it, waved her big Zen stick in her hand, and shouted: "Good guy, so we are also prepared!"
Jiang Shuihan smiled slightly, "Early before returning to Luodu, I had already contacted Mr. Xiahou and asked him to contact him in multiple ways. Not only Jin Yiwei was prepared, but even our guard generals knew it well. A few days ago The escorted guards have already been secretly released, just to give these rebels a blow tonight."
Bang, boom!
While speaking, the far-end Gang Qi shot out, and the stumps of figures flew. Under the leadership of "Qing Emperor" Xu Zhengyi, a large number of masters from Tsing Yi Building, such as "Sha Dao" Zhu Xiong, "Sword Maniac" Cui Changling, and Xiahou Qingfeng "Ghost Claw" Nie Tu and two other demons of the same level, Ning Du and Ling Zhaokong, fell into the siege together.
With a roar like a flower, she first rushed towards the army of demons who were close at hand. The big Zen stick flew up and down, and the stumps and broken arms of the demons kept throwing...
At this time, the stars were dimmed, and the murderous aura was soaring.
Weng Xiaofei and "Withered Soul" Luda finally waited for Nanjieluo, a peerless master who could compete with Ye Qingxuan, and they were reassured, and they went forward desperately, and even rushed to kill Ye Qingxuan before Yan Gongzhan.
However, just as the two were about to approach the deep pit, a murderous aura suddenly locked them in place. Even with their abilities, they were too frightened to make a move. When they turned their heads, two figures were slowly approaching.
One is dressed in white like a fairy, holding a snow-white sword in his hand; the other is dressed in black, holding a pitch-black knife!