At this moment, many weapons shone with brilliance and slashed down brazenly.
Mr. Guan sighed, his dantian was already empty, his hands and feet were powerless, and he couldn't even hold the saber that accompanied him for a lifetime. For a while, all thoughts were lost...
"That's all!"
"The leaf hanging from the sky, the seven golden lotuses, the seven golden lotuses really rose because of the leaf hanging from the sky, and the lotus leaves later followed. Now, the people of the Qilian tribe will return everything to you. After today, No more lotus leaves to accompany you!!"
Old Master Guan laughed, dropped the sword and closed his eyes.
However, when this dead end came, I only heard—
"Sure enough, there is a miasma everywhere, demons are dancing around, making troubles!" A cold voice came from a distance, and then, a white shadow, like a white horse passing through the gap, flashed across the sky, and with a "huh", it had already arrived in front of Mr. Guan.
At first glance, the movement of the incoming person did not appear to be very fast.
When he spoke just now, he was obviously still a hundred feet away, walking slowly with a leisurely posture, but when the voice fell, he obviously maintained the original speed, but he was already under the sword of death.
In front of Mr. Guan.
One hand was raised at will in a very slow or calm way, and it was blocked outward.
Four or five sword weapons fell on his hand at the same time. Now that the killing momentum has been achieved, he will not stop just because the attacking thing in front of him changes, so many attacks are all directed at the hand that is blocked between the weapon and Mr. Guan. superior.
That hand was fair and slender, and it didn't look like the palm of a Lianjiazi at first glance, but it was this palm that was attacked by multiple weapons that focused on spiritual power almost at the same time, but there was not even a single scar. Instead, all the fallen swords and weapons flew upside down, and even two swords broke into two pieces with a "click".
It was like a sword made of wood, smashing hard on the steel!
His hands are actually harder than steel, several times dozens of times!
All the attacking people looked up with horror on their faces.
I saw the person's hand swipe in the air again, the broken sword in the air, the broken blade on the ground, and many broken weapons all flew up. Voice.
When the visitor straightened his body again, Mr. Guan had already gone on his back, took three steps in succession, and swayed his hands freely, shining brightly.
Around ten more people lay down, and each of them had a blood hole in their throat.
The next moment, the person who came, still maintaining that leisurely but extremely fast frequency, came in front of Mr. Qin, shook the big knife that was falling from his head, and threw it away when the owner of the big knife spurted blood. In an instant, a group of warm voices said: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, Mr. Ye is late."
The next moment, the light flashed suddenly, and a sword suddenly appeared beside him. The famous front was suspended in the air, as if controlled by an invisible hand, and swept across a circle of ten feet around the body, countless screams Then there was a sound, and the man's hand was already on Mr. Qin's arm.
Old Master Qin's eyes are still completely red: "Kill! Kill me! Even if I die here today, I will kill these bastards. If I don't show off my power, I will be a soft-footed shrimp."
Obviously, Mr. Qin's sanity has been lost, and he can't recognize who it is.
Ye Xiao sighed, and tapped Old Master Qin with his empty hand to seal off his blood and slow down the speed of Old Qin's blood loss. Then he said flatly: "Kill, I must kill, but not today."
"Kill them today, it's too cheap for them!"
After that, he went out.
On the other side, the people belonging to the Monarch's Pavilion also appeared from various directions. Groups of people were not in a mess, and under the leadership of the hall masters, they charged towards the thousands of Ye Family Army.
Among them, they met each other step by step, Meng Youjiang and others took the lead in massacring the crowd.
Chi Huo did not participate in the battle. After all, with his status and strength, if he participated in this battle, he would not even be able to kill a chicken with a bull's knife. Come and go, after putting all the other old men under his own protection, he just stood still and didn't make any more moves. Of course, occasionally there are those who don't open their eyes, whether it's shooting at Chi Huo himself, or at the Qi Huo protected by him. The old shot was taken care of by Chi Huo!
Unprecedented panic flashed in Ye Yun's cold eyes, and his lips were almost bleeding from biting. The boundless hatred made him almost lose his mind at this moment.
Seeing the men and horses from the Monarch Pavilion coming in large numbers, Ye Yun understood that today's matter could not be completed.
In his original budget, it was a foregone conclusion for everyone to tear up their faces. Even if the seventh elder was willing to retreat, the follow-up of this matter would be difficult. As long as the real Mr. Yun appeared, he would be completely finished. Hoping for a fluke!
And this luck can be roughly divided into three steps. The first step is to snipe and kill Qi Lao. As far as the current situation is concerned, Qi Lao only brought a few guards with him, and he must go to a private meeting with Ye Xiao. No one knows, as long as all the seven elders are killed, Ye Yun is sure to blame the death of the seven elders on Ye Xiao and even the entire Junzhu Pavilion. It is completely reasonable for the cabinet to ambush to death.
Even Ye Yun could make up a more bloody plot. Guan Lao and the other seven elders missed their old feelings. Although they were ordered by him, they still insisted on going to the Junzhu Pavilion to try to persuade Ye Xiao to submit to the Ye family army. If he helps him again, he will have a murderous intention to kill Qi Lao. Although he heard the news and rushed to rescue him, it was too late...
There are two skins in the mouth, as long as the seven elders are all dead, it is not up to them to say what they say. If things go smoothly, the ancestor Qilian will definitely launch a devastating blow against the Junzhu Pavilion, and he may not be able to deal with the Junzhu Pavilion. But with the Qilian family as the vanguard and the Qilian patriarch as the strong support, it is not difficult to kill Junzhu Pavilion. As long as you work hard, or even suffer serious injuries because of it, you will definitely be able to win Qilian Ancestor's favor!
If he can win the help of the Qilian family, even if someone from the Ye family wants to investigate the matter of the real young master Yun, there is still room for change. With the destruction of the Junzhu Pavilion, how can the young master Yun be spared? Compared with a dead person and himself who controls all of the Ye family army and the Qilian family, I believe the family will understand how to choose!
At that time, I was Ye Yun, the real and only young master of Yun, who stood in the clouds!
Of course, the above is Ye Yunyun's private conjecture, any similarity is purely coincidental... There is no possibility of coincidence!
But now, all the wishful thinking has turned into a mirror.