In the west of Minzhou City, in the south of Taoshui, a group of people stood on Kongtong Mountain, with black robes and hoods fluttering in the wind, all of them staring intently at the battle by the river.
Seeing Li Wenwen and Liu Xiaohei wrestling among the crowd, killing people like slaughtering dogs, and the blossoming scarlet staining the snow, everyone's expressions became cold.
"Master, can Dabu Zhuoga deal with these Tang people? I think his subordinates have been killed so powerlessly that they are worse than cattle and sheep." A thin, short black man with sharp eyes The robed man said respectfully to the old man holding a staff inlaid with luxurious gems in front of him.
"It's just a few dolls, how big a storm can it cause? We have sent more than 20 god servants to help, plus the original dozen god servants in Minzhou City, if Dabu Zhuoga can't deal with his murderous enemy , do we have to do it ourselves?" The old man's voice sounded low, harsh like a night owl.
The short black-robed man had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he nodded reassuringly when he heard the old man's words, obviously he had unconditional trust and respect for the old man.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy face next to him said slowly: "These few people from the Tang Kingdom are able to fight all the way to Minzhou, and they are considered masters. But they are too arrogant, knowing that our army that conquered the Tang Kingdom has already been defeated , the masters from all walks of life have already freed up their hands, and they don't know how to retreat, they are really looking for a dead end!"
These words caused everyone to nod their heads.
The old man laughed: "This time, the conquest of the Tang Kingdom is quite rich, enough for the great priest of the temple. The Son of God has already received the blessing of the Moon God, and now his strength is catching up with the Great Master. When the Great Sacrifice is completed, the Moon God will definitely More Furui will be sent down, and you and I will benefit from it. When the spring sun is shining next year, the Son of God will lead us to kill Chang'an in the Tang Kingdom, just like our ancestors did, and occupy there. This time, we will definitely Establish the Kingdom of the Moon God in Chang'an!"
These words were like an aphrodisiac, making everyone blush and their eyes full of fanaticism.
Moon God Temple, Great Master, Son of God, Moon God Kingdom, every word in it is enough to drive the followers of Moon God Sect into madness.
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Li Zhuoluo's face is also flushed now, but it's not because of fanaticism, but because of anger.
Five god servants he brought from Minzhou City were ordered by him to kill Li Wenwen, intending to slaughter this arrogant girl from Tang Dynasty with a bull knife.
—As for the previous order to capture this person alive, Li Zhuoluo himself overturned it long ago.
Although the five god servants are only at the beginning level, they are all real masters wherever they are placed.
If the city lord of Minzhou was not Dabu Zhuoga, one of the six commanders of the Liugu Department, there would not be more than a dozen god servants in the city. But just when those servants of the gods drove away the monks of the Luna Cult next to Li Wenwen, and were about to give him a decent death worthy of his status as a soldier, a sudden change occurred.
The bloody ponytail girl, who had already been fighting, stopped suddenly, bent her legs, raised her chest, stretched her arms, and let out a hysterical roar towards the sky.
There was only a burst of spiritual buzzing, and a powerful whirlwind was born under her feet, and all the snow on the ground was swept into the air. At the same time, a flame of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye sprang up from her body, and it went up more than twenty feet like a waterfall!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the five monks of the God Servant Realm took action immediately.
As the high-end combat power of the Luna Sect in the mortal world, when every monk of the Luna Sect crosses the chasm and becomes a servant of the god, his consciousness will communicate with the moon god, get a response from the moon god, and be given a kind of Fury. This kind of Fu Rui represents their status as a servant of God, and it is also their strongest means of attack.
According to legend, because of the different qualifications of the monks, the types of Furui bestowed by the moon god are also different. Most of the low-level monks in the God Servant Realm will obtain a spell, which will determine their fighting style in the three realms of God Servant.
The five servants of God who were attacking Li Wenwen were lined up in an inverted shape. The two in front grabbed a crescent-shaped black saber in their hands, and slashed at Li Wenwen without even thinking about it.
One of the two in the middle grabbed a thick round shield to block in front of them, and a longbow appeared in the hand of the other, and when the bowstring was fully drawn in an instant, a black feathered arrow appeared on the longbow.
The last God Servant was waving a magic staff in his hand, shaking his head and muttering to himself, with an extremely pious and solemn expression. Accompanied by his mysterious singing, four beams of sun shroud the four people in front of him in mid-air.
The monk who cut out the scimitar flew in front of him with two arc-shaped blade lights with a radius of more than ten feet, spinning and flying forward;
The monk who let go of the bowstring, the black feathered arrow whizzed out through the air, growing continuously on the way, and the speed was so fast that it was almost invisible;
The cultivator holding a heavy shield stepped forward and blocked the crowd. At this time, the light of the big shield in front of him was no different from that of the city gate!
These five God Servant Realm masters attack at the same time, cooperate with each other, complement each other, have both offensive and defensive capabilities, and can definitely produce miraculous effects against the enemy. The five of them teamed up, not to mention dealing with a monk in the same realm, even a monk with the strength of a middle-level God Servant-the real Yinshen real person is not afraid at all!
It's a pity that they didn't expect that Li Wenwen, who had climbed to the first stage of God's Servant Realm, not only did not retreat in the face of their attack after the bloody battle, but also took the initiative to attack!
With that roar of hers, the azure spiritual energy flames sprang up from her body, bursting out the aura of the peak of the spirit pool real person!
The five servants of the gods were startled, and now they made a hasty move. The power of the technique has not yet been fully formed. Li Wenwen, who seemed to be burned into a huge burning man by the spiritual energy, leaped forward, and swung the broad machete in his hand heavily!
The light of the knife is blue, dazzling and eye-catching, and its momentum is like a bright moon falling.
First, the two swirling black blade lights were cut off vertically, and then the blade light split the black feather arrows that pierced through the air. Shield!
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There was a loud thunder, and a wave of spiritual energy quickly swayed away from the round shield. Even if it was a few meters away from the ground, it set off snow on the ground like a sea wave!
At this time, four beams of sunlight falling from the sky had just reached the top of the four servants.
Unable to tell whether it was the aura flow or the rolling waves of snowflakes, Li Wenwen flew up again. This time her face was pale and she clenched her teeth tightly, but she still couldn't stop the blood from spilling from the corners of her mouth.
At her feet, the shield was no longer in front of the god servant holding the shield, only a straight line of blood overflowed from his forehead, the corner of his mouth moved twice, his body broke and flew away, and his internal organs immediately rustled.
The other four god servants, except for the last one, all had bruised faces, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, black air flowing around their bodies, and their breathing was obviously unstable. The God Servant at the end, although not under much attack, had the ugliest expression on his face.
The blessing he prayed for just now is to increase the offensive ability of his companions, not for defense. Originally thought that the opponent would definitely die if he took two shots at most, but who would have thought that the opponent would break through the defense of the heavy shield servant, causing his companion to be severely injured!
One person against five people, in a head-on confrontation, to kill one enemy, and still have combat power, this is unexpected by the servants of the gods! Hasn't this little girl been fighting for a long time? Wouldn't she be tired? Won't the aura be bad
Li Wenwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and raised the machete high above his head, and was about to kill him again, fighting to the death with the other party.
"Let me do it." Su Emei pressed Li Wenwen's arm, and passed her lightly, her voice was warm and pampering, "It's just a few trash fish, it's not worth your life."
Li Wenwen gritted her teeth, didn't insist, but didn't intend to give up. There was still fire in her eyes. Knowing that he could no longer single out the group of god servants, he turned around and jumped towards the Luna trainer Qi monks on the ground.
In the eyes of the girl, the only function of these Tubo barbarians is to use them to improve their cultivation.
Turning his head slightly, seeing that Wei Xiaozhuang was charging towards Liu Xiaohei like a bull, Li Wenwen felt relieved and began to focus on the opponent in front of him.
Seeing Su Emei approaching, Li Zhuoluo felt that something was wrong.
As a high-level monk in the God Servant Realm, he only looked at the other party's leisurely and comfortable posture in flight, full of flowing clouds and flowing water, freehand and freehand, and knew that this person had extremely high morals and was definitely not easy to get along with. of.
He immediately yelled and flew out quickly, trying to stop it.
In fact, he had been staring at Chu Nanhuai before—through the positions of Chu Nanhuai, Su Emei, and Wei Xiaozhuang, he judged that Chu Nanhuai had the highest status, and the corresponding cultivation base would be the strongest. So he always thought that only when the other party made a move, it was necessary for him to show his might.
Unexpectedly, before Chu Nanhuai moved, he would have to make a move.
It doesn't matter if he is forced to make a move, the key point is that he is not yet sure of victory.
"Crazy! Everyone in the Tang Kingdom has become crazy!" Xili Zhuoluo's eyes were red, and when his eyes fell on the back of his companion, he was full of pity and pleading, "Block her! Just one move, I can Save you all!"
one move.
One trick passed.
Li Zhuoluo's canthus burst open, blood dripped from the corner of his eye!
With one move, the four servants of God fell like rotten leaves before his eyes.
He didn't even see how Su Emei made the move! In the last moment, he saw that Tang woman with elegant movements and temperament like a fairy, just pulled out the snow-white and simple long sword in her hand, and in the next moment, the four sword lights disappeared without a trace!
There was no blood spilled from the four god servants, and even the wounds could not be seen, but their vitality was cut off in an instant. They could only keep their eyes open and fell into the snow from midair.
"Bastard! Xi Li Zhuoluo is going to tear you to pieces!" Xi Li Zhuoluo roared angrily and swung the battle ax in his hand.
Su Emei didn't answer, and faced Li Zhuoluo's furious attack, she was just like a butterfly, fluttering lightly in the shadows of the axes. She looked like a sliver of catkins, no matter how many shadows of the spiritual axe were in front of her, she could be swept away by the air breeze before the other party cut her.
Li Zhuoluo made a hundred shots in the blink of an eye.
Faster and more ruthless each time. By the time of one hundred times, he had already exerted all his strength to suck the milk.
At first, he wanted to kill Su Emei with an axe, but later, he just wanted to hit the opponent, and he didn't even think about whether it could cause damage. As long as he can hit the opponent, that is his victory!
He had a hunch and a certainty that if he hit it once, he would win.
But he didn't.
Suddenly, Li Zhuoluo's heart skipped a beat, and the hairs all over his body were flaring.
An unprecedented sense of danger and fear pierced his heart like a cold needle, making him tremble and howl!
Su Emei, who floats like a ghost, seems to be shapeless and purposeless, but before she knows it, she has drawn half the distance!
At this moment, she drew out her long sword again.
see. Li Zhuoluo saw the sword light. This time, he saw it very clearly. Because in his field of vision, between heaven and earth, there is only this sword light. It is not bright, not dazzling, not even bright, and cannot tell the color.
It is as vast as the sky, as slight as a silk thread, heavier than Kunlun, and as light as catkins.
The only constant is the fleeting moment.
Xili Zhuoluo felt his heart stopped beating, and also felt that all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, his body was unprecedentedly heavy, and his drowsiness was like a tide drowning him.
"She shouldn't have drawn the sword." Li Zhuoluo, who fell into the snow and was covered by snow, finally thought, "I should have escaped before she drew the sword..."