Chapter 189: A huge massacre at the funeral banquet!
"Master Pi, Senior Brother Pi!"
The white-faced Taoist priest Bixu, who was leading the sword formation at Laojun Temple, shouted twice in a hurry, his extremely ugly face showing shock and anger.
Master Bi Chen inherited the true teachings and is the current abbot of Laojun Temple, and the sixth of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect.
Just died like that!
Just like Gai Suwen and his gang, he was distracted and pondering the secret technique that he had just seen for the first time, but he did not expect that the Heavenly Master would choose them, and his methods were even more brutal.
Senior Brother Bi Chen was tricked and died so quickly that they didn't even have a chance to provide support.
“Kill~!”
Bixu was so frightened that he shouted angrily, and Rong Fengxiang's instructions were thrown out of the window.
The person in charge is dead, why block the retreat?!
More than twenty masters from Laojun Temple and the rebellious monks from Yique removed the sword formation that blocked their retreat and turned to attack Zhou Yi.
The moment they started, Bixu slowed down a step, his eyes fixed on Zhou Yi's fire-colored skeleton that continued to emit mental shocks.
I guessed in my heart that this would be a manifestation of the harmony of energy and spirit.
But such a strange trick is really unheard of!
Martial artists and ordinary people alike are wary of unknown things, let alone those that concern their lives and property.
When the people of Laojun Temple, the Ajia tribe of Tuyuhun, and the Mohe tribe of Bohai State attacked Zhou Yi, the Three Immortals of the South China Sea, Bi Shouxuan and others gathered their energy but did not release it.
They did not flee because they could not kill this man even if they gathered together. What kind of disaster would that bring in the future?
Moreover, among the people present, no one has been practicing martial arts for longer than Zhou Yiyou.
Everyone has their own understanding of martial arts practice, and they never believe that there is someone who has no flaws and cannot be killed.
Han Chaoan and Huyan Jin were horrified and shouted loudly in the Mobei accent.
In an instant, many sand bandits and Khitan thieves who came with them responded.
I thought that all the masters could defeat him by attacking together, but it turned out to be a problem, so I had to add the human wave tactic, which is a military formation tactic that is quite threatening to the grandmaster.
The sword energy formation from Laojun Temple came faster.
Zhou Yi could feel the strong wind coming from all directions, but he was not panicked. This was his purpose as he wanted to kill Rong Fengxiang first.
This group of demons cooperate with each other and are well-trained. Their method of blocking the retreat should not be underestimated.
Rushing forward at this time actually freed him from any worries.
The essence of the spirit of the unsheathed soul made Zhou Yi's senses more acute. Amid the sword energy attacking from all directions, he could capture the interactive speed of the sword energy and the core direction of the burst of true energy through the pressure and the sound of the wind.
And he had a clear understanding of the gaps between the multiple sword energies.
It was as if it was pitch black all around, but wherever he looked, there was always a ball of light, sometimes tiny, sometimes bright.
Relying on this super sense, he leaped with ghostly movements and continued to step towards the light.
In the seemingly flawless sword formation, Zhou Yi was the one who escaped.
In the eyes of the people around, they only saw a ball of white shadow that was always dodging all kinds of sword energy at a very fast speed, moving away with an afterimage.
Every step he took, whether in direction or length, seemed to have been measured with the utmost precision.
This kind of body movement is already an art.
But in the eyes of the Laojun Temple masters, he was almost like a monster at this time.
Zhou Yi accurately calculated the attack trajectory, avoiding the sharp edge with minimal movement while constantly swinging the sword in his hand.
The first few people who rushed up were under mental pressure and could not catch his quick sword at all.
A white afterimage flashed by, and five screams rang out one after another. The sound was not interrupted at all, and connected together as if it were a long howl from the same person.
He killed five people in a row using the method that saved the most energy.
There was a big hole in the sword formation of Laojun Temple, and it was impossible to use sword energy to form the so-called heavenly and earthly net.
The Yique demon monk entered the sword formation and used Buddha's light to repair the broken net.
“Click!”
There were three loud bangs, and a huge fir tree fell down and hit Zhou Yi.
He dodged and soared into the air on the third giant tree. There were bursts of cracking sounds coming from below, and the huge tree trunks were shattered into sawdust by the chaotic force.
Several people raised their palms above their heads at the same time, but Zhou Yi was one step faster than them.
The wood chips in the air turned into streaks under the pressure of Zhou Yi's palm, cutting off the throats of the four people. He landed in the middle, swept the circle of swords, and with a shock of his extremely powerful mental power, the sword light immediately poured into the pupils of everyone.
In an instant, screams were heard again all around, and a circle of heads flew up!
The Yique rebel monk was shocked and immediately formed a wall of Buddha light to block the sword light.
However, the ten stages of Mahayana practice he learned were far inferior to those of Zhu Faming in the Nine-Headed Insect's Mansion, not to mention Zhu Faqing.
Zhou Yi's Lihuo sword energy was not the true sun fire that could restrain this skill, but the aftermath alone was enough to restrict his movements.
However, this technique naturally restrains any mental method and always has the effect of weakening the true energy.
This fly-like guy is so annoying.
When Zhou Yi raised his true energy, the masters who were quietly observing him saw the fiery spiritual skeleton around him suddenly light up.
When the next sword was slashed out, a mental storm spread out, and the sword light with strong fiery energy rushed straight towards the Buddha's light wall of the Yique rebel monk.
In an instant, the meridians on the rebel monk's forehead bulged.
He was much more prepared than Rong Fengxiang. He focused his mind and merged with the Buddha's light transformed from his vital energy, like a thick wall. Under the guidance of the Ten Stages of Mahayana Buddhism, he resisted the impact.
However.
The Buddha's light was like a snow wall encountering a red-hot iron, and it penetrated through with a crackling sound.
This is almost the effect of the sun's true fire burning in the realm of perfection of Mahayana Kung Fu.
“Ah~~!!”
The rebellious monk screamed, and the burning robes exploded. Pieces of cloth, carrying flames, were caught in the energy and flew in all directions like meteors, hitting several people who came to besiege him.
The flames went out, and the energy rushed into their bodies, and five more people fell down.
The last person was hit in the face and fell to the ground with his hands covering his face, seriously injured.
With a loud bang, the wailing sound was extinguished by a falling fir tree.
The rebellious monk was shirtless at this time, steam coming out of his body, and bright red, steaming blood was oozing out of the meridians on his head and temples. It was obvious that he had been struggling to hold on with his blood boiling.
He stared at Zhou Yi in horror, his eyes fixed on him, and fell down silently, covering the fatal sword wound on his chest.
A wave of talents died, and Zhou Yi had no time to rest.
Without waiting for his body to turn around, the sword in his hand had already swung back.
The huge fiery sword energy slashed into the Black Water Mohe formation. These foreign tribes from Jiuzhou who obeyed the orders of the Dragon King Bai Ziting and were active in the Bohai Kingdom had never seen such a scene.
Many people held weapons and stood there with their eyes wide open in the mental storm.
The sword energy was connected to the twisting fire-colored skeleton, giving people the feeling that this strange and terrifying object was swinging a big sword. Under the mental shock, they suddenly felt so small!
The Tieleyu tribesmen who roamed across the Bohai Sea were now terrified.
Even with the presence of their spiritual mentor, Fu Nanda, he was unable to heal their spiritual wounds.
The open-air banquet hall shook violently. The powerful wind wave stretched the lanterns that had not yet fallen straight to the point where they were stretched as if by a string. The powerful wind directly engulfed dozens of people there, and killed them instantly amidst their sharp screams!
There was a strange noise all around, and the onlookers screamed in shock at the horrific killing!
Not far away, Feng Li and Xue Wanche, who were standing next to Erfeng, raised their palms in front of their foreheads to resist the strong wind.
Their hair is styled back in a slicked-back style.
Two of the five generals of Changlin were worried.
There was no trace of the joy he had felt before, and in his eyes there was only the figure wrapped in flames.
The white robe seemed to be burning and twisting under the mental storm.
How should I tell the eldest master when I go back?
While the two were terrified, Chao Gongcuo, Yin Wenxia, Gai Suwen and others were shocked and their eyes lit up.
In a short period of time, hundreds of people were killed or injured, including martial arts masters and many top-notch experts.
With such terrifying fighting power, he is undoubtedly the most murderous among the four great masters!
However, from analyzing the tactics, it was obvious that the Heavenly Master was getting increasingly anxious and was clearly feeling the pressure.
Moreover, no matter how great a grandmaster he is, he cannot withstand such consumption.
Everyone shared the same hatred and communicated secretly. They had already sensed the beginning of the spiritual storm, and the time was ripe.
Gai Suwen glanced at them:
"Let's do it together and stop hiding it."
The masters who had already started to use their true energy did not need to respond. They simply merged their energy and spirit, emitting wave after wave of powerful might.
The spear in Murong Fuyun's hand glowed with silver light.
Han Chaoan kicked a broken piece of fir wood, which flew towards Zhou Yi. Murong Fuyun flew up and stepped on the flying wooden pillar, his eyes full of murderous intent.
What Beiba Qiang needs is this indomitable momentum, so as to bring the mental oppression to the extreme!
Hundreds of ferocious Khitan horse thieves attacked from three directions.
Zhou Yi ignored them and instead of retreating, he rushed towards Murong Fuyun.
The two sides will meet in the air.
When the contemporary Tuyuhun king was gathering the spiritual pressure of the Northern Overlord Spear, he found that he had gotten ahead of others and the Khitan tribes were not involved.
The thought of having to fight Zhou Yi head-on alone made his heart tremble violently, and all the hairs on his body sent out danger signals.
Under the collision of momentum, his energy and spirit immediately declined, he suddenly became cowardly, and jumped off the wooden pillar.
Zhou Yi laughed sarcastically, used his strength to hold the wooden pillar in the air, turned it around, and pressed down hard on Murong Fuyun from top to bottom.
The middle-aged king had no way to avoid it, he raised fire to burn the sky, and with a snap, he unleashed his combined power!
Zhou Yi's true energy was attached to the wooden pillar, and Murong Fuyun was unable to break the pillar, so he had to use force.
With a "bang".
His knees knelt down under the force of gravity, breaking the bluestone. A strong wind pressed down from above, making his teeth chatter. Strong wind was poured into his mouth, and the flesh on his face kept shaking.
“Bang, bang, bang~!”
The wooden pillars exploded piece by piece, and Zhou Yi's palm power was getting closer and closer. The lowest wooden pillar was already pressing on Murong Fuyun's chest.
The blood in his body seemed to boil and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Murong Fuyun's breath was choked, and Zhou Yi also felt the air around him become thinner.
Chao Gongcuo, Yin Wenxia and Lei Bazhou started to use the Seven Killings Method.
The three immortals of the South China Sea joined forces and launched the Seven Killing Formation.
The air in an area of several feet was sucked out and turned into a point on their fists, swords, and staffs.
The three points intertwined, and the compressed true energy shot out a wave of energy, and the center of the intersection was exactly where Zhou Yi was.
This wave of Seven Kills is extremely powerful.
Zhou Yi did not dare to be careless. He turned over in the air and stepped on the wooden pillar that was pressing down on Murong Fuyun. He made a hand seal with his backhand and used the wonderful hand seal combined with the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. The wooden pillar under his feet was immediately subjected to a huge force and turned into sawdust all over the sky.
The middle-aged king escaped with a roll.
But he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he turned around, picked up his gun, and cooperated with Bi Shouxuan and Wen Caiting to attack.
Huyan Jin and Han Chaoan came from the east and west sides, one wielding a scimitar and the other holding up a halberd, and together with the Laojun Temple's Bixu, they blocked all directions of Zhou Yi.
The powerful energy formed a vortex.
The martial arts world people who were watching the fight from afar were stunned and gasped as they saw that in the center of the vortex of energy, many fir sawdusts were floating and flowing, materializing the trajectory of the true energy.
The sharp sound of the wind was so frightening.
Beside the Taoist Master, there are nine great masters.
This time, there is no doubt that it is a real nine to one!
And at this critical moment, the last of the Five Sword Masters who rushed over became the tenth person!
He abandoned his skills and sheathed his four swords.
He held the longest and broadest knife in both hands, and with a fierce sword wind, he slashed through the air, causing all the banquet tables to explode. He pretended to cut off Zhou Yi's constantly flowing and shifting energy in the Douzhuan Qi Cyclone.
Chao Gongcuo and Bi Shouxuan are both figures of the older generation.
They have practiced for many years and have extraordinary eyesight.
Although Zhou Yi's method of moving his Qi is powerful, it also has its limits.
At this time, the nine masters were almost maintaining a balance with his method.
This strike by the Five Swordsman will put the final nail in the coffin!
Gai Suwen showed no mercy and slashed with his sword, with the hopeful eyes of many debtors in his eyes.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
The broken wood chips were frozen in the floating state, and Gai Suwen slashed into the center of the cyclone in front of everyone's eyes.
If Zhou Yi's secret technique was broken and the ten men attacked him, he would surely die.
No matter what kind of master he is, once his true energy is dissipated, there is absolutely no possibility of blocking the weapon.
Zhou Yi's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi method had indeed reached its limit, but Gai Su Wen's sword strike was within his expectations.
At this moment, You Niaojuan, who was putting Rong Fengxiang's body into the coffin, suddenly turned around.
Emperor Ding, who was cutting the hair of an old acquaintance in the Pushan Public Camp, also turned to look at Zhou Yi.
A familiar and thrilling breath was quietly rising.
Those in the Demonic Sect feel it the most deeply.
The spirits in the great yang orifices were all affected.
Spatial ripples continued to spread around Zhou Yi. The fiery skull was the incarnation of spiritual essence. When Gai Suwen slashed at it with a knife, the things it extended out, although not physically tangible, were materialized through intangible means.
The so-called invisible force steals the real substance.
It is the ultimate essence of the Heavenly Demonic Law.
What Zhou Yi used to activate this method was not Kankan's Heavenly Demonic Qi, but the pure demonic energy refined by the Dao Heart Demon Planting Method that flowed through the Ren and Du meridians.
Similar to Gaisuwen's five knives.
At this time, Zhou Yi was no longer playing one chess against ten.
When the alternative soul is unsheathed, it becomes the second body.
In addition to the mental storm, its other function is to extend the transformation from virtual to real, and to create virtual from real.
This is a deep open source of the secret method of the Heavenly Lord.
At this moment, the fire-colored skull caused spatial fluctuations. Gai Suben was about to break Dou Zhuan Xing Yi's sword, but was pulled into the purest mystery of the devil.
The little witch who knocked Zu Junyan unconscious not far away looked over here and was not surprised at all.
But the expressions of the masters who were in a stalemate changed drastically.
Gai Suwen felt that his strength was like a drop in the ocean.
"How is this possible?!"
The confidence on the face of this martial arts genius was no longer visible.
Bi Shouxuan glared, this time recognizing the true meaning, and he and Wen Caiting said in unison: "This is the Heavenly Demonic Technique!"
Wen Caiting held the golden sword, her face pale with fear: "How can you use the Heavenly Demon Secret?"
Zhou Yi faced the ten great masters without any joy or sorrow, revealing a profound expression of understanding all the wonders:
"Essence, Qi and Spirit transform into the Three Treasures, which give rise to all things. The Heavenly Demon Secret is just one of the myriad methods. I control all methods, so it's not surprising that I understand the Heavenly Demon Secret."
Pi Lao Mo was already struggling to resist the mental storm, but worried that they would withdraw, he gritted his teeth and warned: "Don't listen to his nonsense!"
"He only spoke to disturb us. The pressure on him right now is countless times greater than ours. He will definitely be the first to be exhausted!"
Murong Fuyun held his spear and growled outside, "Where is the Animaqing Mountain Tribe?"
This was an important pasture and strategic location for Tuyuhun.
It is also where his elite troops are located.
Everyone suddenly realized that looking at the Rong Mansion, their side had a far greater military force.
Western Qin, Liang, Bohai, Khitan Mohe, Liu Wuzhou, Liang Shidu, Wang Shichong, Li Mi and many other people, which far exceeds those who take advantage of the fire to rob.
They were just being held back at this point, but that didn't mean they couldn't escape.
Murong Fuyun shouted softly, and more than ten people around the little prince Fu Qian responded in unison and rushed towards Zhou Yi!
"Don't leave~!"
Kou Zhong shouted loudly and cooperated with Taoist Mu and Taoist Crow to intercept them.
Xu Ziling fought with Fu Qian and attracted several Tuyuhun masters.
Xiang Siren saw his chance and shouted to Yang Qing, "Brother Yang, hurry up and kill them!"
The troops brought by the two of them were even greater than those of Duke Chen, and they were the main force of this side. Dugu Feng, Zhao Congwen, and Guo Wenyi led the troops to fight against them.
This kid is in danger.
Dugu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Yi, his old face full of gloom, and he was about to mobilize manpower for support.
Guo Wenyi, who was standing by, noticed this and immediately stopped him: "Manager, don't be impulsive. Follow the plan."
Zhao Congwen and Guo Wenyi also felt a huge danger.
The Taoist priest acted too hastily and tried to swallow up Dongdu in one gulp, and he could easily choke himself to death.
However, the matter is done and it is impossible to make long-term plans now. We can only carry out the plan to the end.
The men brought by Liu Heita fought with the Pushan public camp, and Ba Fenghan also fought against Liu Wuzhou's troops to help the Dongming faction complete the debt collection business.
However, it was still unable to stop the various forces with a huge numerical advantage from rushing towards the center of the ten strongest men's siege on Zhou Yi.
Shi Long swung his sleeves and unleashed a mountain-pushing force, killing two Turks.
He leaped towards where Zhou Yi was.
Shi Long noticed that there was another slender figure in white who was faster than him.
This person threw away Zu Junyan, and it was obvious that they were from the same group.
However, when Murong Fuyun shouted, Han Chaoan and Huyan Jin also spoke out.
They are not rootless duckweed, and they all have a group of subordinates with them.
Chao Gongcuo and Yin Wenxia were watching the situation around them, their spirits becoming more and more calm, thinking that they might kill a martial arts grandmaster today!
Let’s not talk about the grudges within the Nanhai faction and its friendship with Li Mi.
Only such glorious achievements can resound throughout the South China Sea even after death and burial.
They were the kind of people who had never suffered a loss, but Lei Bazhou looked at Zhou Yi cautiously. After observing his words and expressions, he suddenly felt a chill run through his head.
After a visit to Pegasus Ranch, Lei Bazhou knew Zhou Yi's character very well.
As the large number of besiegers approached with shouts and screams, he saw that Zhou Yi looked normal, his heart began to beat wildly, and his bad premonition became stronger.
When the Five Sword Tyrants exerted their strength again, Zhou Yi withdrew his attention with a hint of regret.
There was no "resurrected" corpse that suddenly appeared around.
Li Mi, you are such a coward.
His regretful expression caught Wen Caiting's eye. The stunningly beautiful Demon Sect elder finally revealed a triumphant smile: "Master, do you regret this?"
"No, I have things to do and don't have time to play with you."
The middle-aged kings, Han Chaoan and Hu Yanjin, snorted and sneered: "Still want to leave?!"
As soon as Zhou Yi said this, everyone immediately increased their strength and refused to let him escape.
At the moment they exerted their strength, Zhou Yi also increased his true energy.
The Demonic Law suddenly narrowed and tightened!
At this moment, Zhou Yi cleverly changed the direction of everyone's energy to align with the contraction direction of the Heavenly Demon Force Field, thus forming a terrifying vortex of energy and rapidly converging at one point!
In an instant, the entire space gave people a feeling of death and coldness.
The world becomes quiet, and one's pulse and heartbeat become extremely clear.
Even though Gai Suwen didn't understand the secret techniques of the magic sect, he was able to keenly sense the danger.
However, with this method, the more powerful the enemy's attack, the more it will play into the enemy's hands. It can absorb the enemy's true energy at will like a bottomless black hole.
Gai Suwen was also caught in the force field and was unable to escape immediately.
Bi Shouxuan and Wen Caiting realized that they had experienced this feeling once in Jiangdu Chengxiang Hall.
But this time, the power is even more terrifying.
And the space compression speed is too fast!
As people who knew the situation, they tried to hold back and retreat, but they were already affected by the ripples in space. Unlike the "burn together" situation where Queen Yin and her enemy perished together, this time what exploded was not some essence and blood.
It is a spiritual storm mixed with huge true energy!
The violent impact spread in all directions as the space shook, causing the entire banquet hall to tremble!
Zhou Yi had already made a mental calculation. The moment the demonic force field exploded, he immediately used the method of changing the sky and striking the earth to knock down the chaotic mental force rushing towards him.
While staying awake, resist the huge amount of true energy.
Even so, because he was at the absolute center, his tiger body shook continuously, his fiery spirit and bones collapsed, and he stepped out several deep pits on the ground, and the blood in his body began to churn.
The first group of people who came to surround and kill were standing closer. As the force field collapsed, they fell down like wheat being cut. Hundreds of people died suddenly under the impact of this combination of energy and spirit, and blood flowed like a river in an instant!
The clang of weapons hitting the ground and the sound of people falling to the ground were loud and noisy.
Those who were affected at a farther distance, even those who were not injured, stopped.
The screams and shouts were so loud that nothing could be heard.
Until he saw the center of the chaos, he was so scared that he choked out his voice.
Among the top ten masters, Wen Caiting, who was the first to be hit, saw her golden sword fall. She staggered a few times and fell to the ground. Her lifeless eyes stared straight in the direction of Zhou Yi.
When the elder of the Demon Sect was dying, his face became haggard and his youth faded.
She had the lowest power and died directly from the detonating force field.
None of the others had an easy time either.
Zhou Yilian suppressed the surging blood and energy in his body.
Murong Fuyun rushed towards the Tuyuhun King at lightning speed. He swung down with the spear in his hand to block the sword. Just this action made his face turn red as blood. He could not use more than 20% of his full strength. When the spear and sword touched, Murong Fuyun's knuckles broke and the spear fell out of his hand.
The cold sword light flashed in Murong Fuyun's eyes!
"Your Majesty!" the Tuyuhun people shouted!
However, there was no way to stop a stream of blood from spurting out from Murong Fuyun's throat and splashing onto Han Chaoan's knife beside him.
The face of this big horse thief was also stained with the blood of the middle-aged king.
He shuddered and ran away, dragging his seriously injured body.
But before he took two steps, Zhou Yi slashed with his sword, and the gray robe on the back of the big horse thief split with a "swish". A sword energy penetrated from behind him and passed through his chest.
“Ah~!”
Lin Chaoan screamed, the scimitar flew away, and he fell to the ground.
Dead, another martial arts master died!
The people from the martial arts world who were standing far away on the wall of Rong Mansion did not dare to blink at all. The spear of the Tuyuhun King appeared in the hands of the Taoist master.
Amid the sharp sound of the wind, he threw the ball towards Huyan Jin.
The Khitan thief heard the sound of wind breaking behind him and dodged to the side.
This time he had eyes behind him and hid beautifully.
But his body was sluggish, and Zhou Yi caught up quickly. Huyan Jin raised his halberd and turned back to stab back. Due to his injury, his strength was less than one-third of his peak, but his angle was tricky, and he still had the style of a martial arts master.
Got it!
Huyan Jin was overjoyed, but when he calmed down he realized that it was just an afterimage.
“Ah~!”
He was kicked in the stomach and bent like a shrimp, hitting the roots of a fallen fir tree.
Then his body trembled and a heart-wrenching pain came from his chest.
The halberd pierced his chest and nailed him to the tree!
After Zhou Yi threw his halberd, he jumped up and caught up with the fleeing Bixu and Bishouxuan. The pale-faced demon Taoist priest looked completely bloodless.
As ferocious as he was when he surrounded and attacked them just now, he was in such a mess now.
Bi Shouxuan's speed is even faster than this demon.
However, Bixu was very weak at the moment. After Zhou Yi caught up with him, he couldn't take a single blow. In front of everyone's astonished gaze, his sword and heart meridian were shattered by the sword!
Another one died!
A martial arts master who can escape even with injuries and cannot be killed.
At this moment, it felt like meat on a chopping board.
"Master, please don't do anything. I can persuade Shi Hong to submit to you!"
The old demon Bi Shouxuan, who was practicing both cloud and rain, panicked for the first time.
He ran away while begging for mercy.
Although it is a survival instinct, it completely destroys one's reputation and dignity.
"You want to kill me, but if you can't, then beg for mercy. How can such a good thing happen?"
Zhou Yi didn't bother talking to him any more. He locked his Qi onto Bi Shouxuan, used his Qing Kung Fu to its fullest, stirred up the wind and clouds, and chased after him like lightning.
It was Bi Shouxuan's limit to suppress his injuries and escape.
Feeling the wind getting closer and closer, he felt confused.
It's impossible to win at this moment.
But how to run?!
After living a happy life, am I going to end my life in regret?
Bi Shouxuan turned around and saw a gaze that was sharper than a sword from seven or eight feet away.
He opened his mouth and shouted:
"Queen Yin, please save me!"
At this moment, Bi Shouxuan suddenly looked towards the southeast, and there was a gaze coming from behind a group of houses.
He had a premonition that it was the Queen of Yin.
"Master, save me!"
Bi Shouxuan did not receive a response. When he turned around, the fiery sword was already coming towards him, and it kept getting bigger in his pupils.
In desperation, Bi Shouxuan raised his knife to block.
At this moment, the status of both sides is not even on the same level.
“Ka~!”
The short knife broke and pieces shattered before his eyes.
The long sword drew a fiery arc in front of Bi Shouxuan's eyes without stopping.
“No~!!”
After a third of a breath, he felt a pain in his neck and his head moved, and he could no longer make a sound.
The old demon who had been roaming the world for decades had his evil deeds eliminated and was finally settled.
Zhou Yi did not stop and continued to chase.
Gai Suwen was injured, but he was the smartest. He fled into the army and escaped into the distance under the cover of the chaotic formation.
He didn't care about his reputation as the second best master in Goguryeo anymore; the most important thing was to escape.
Lei Bazhou's skills were not as high as Gai Suwen's, but he was the least injured. When everyone else launched their final wave of strength, he was the one who withdrew his strength.
When Zhou Yi killed someone just now, Lei Bazhou tore off the wide-sleeved robe that was in the way, and with his rich experience in escaping, he disappeared without a trace.
Chao Gongcuo's foundation is much stronger than Lei Bazhou's. After hearing Lei Bazhou's reminder, he was cautious. He didn't expect that Lei was right!
His idea was also clear, and he fled towards Xingyang.
The only one who can deal with the Taoist Heavenly Master is a spiritual mentor!
In the past, he fought with Ning Sanren and remained undefeated for a hundred moves. This time, he tried to surround and kill a younger guy but failed, and was forced to flee in panic.
The Immortal of the South Sea is very old and attaches great importance to his reputation.
Not only will your reputation be ruined, but you will also have a huge shadow in your heart.
Chao Gongcuo had never been in such a hurry in his life, and he was being chased by a junior. He suffered such a great mental trauma that he urgently needed a spiritual mentor to treat him.
Chao Gongcuo faintly heard Bi Shouxuan's cry for help, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and ran even faster.
Also trying desperately to escape was the Fairy of the South Sea.
Yin Wenxia's skills were not as good as Chao Gongcuo's, but his temper was worse than his, so he didn't take Lei Bazhou's words too seriously.
Therefore, she was the most seriously injured among the three immortals.
Although Yin Wenxia was very skilled in Qinggong, he was still the slowest runner.
On the bustling Jinshi Street in front of the Rong Mansion's gate, shortly after Bi Shouxuan's death, those people from the martial arts world who did not dare to enter the Rong Mansion saw two figures, one chasing and the other fleeing.
The speed of these two people is far beyond that of ordinary people.
But the Fairy of the South Sea was soon caught up, and a brief fight ensued on the streets of Jinshi.
Then, Yin Wenxia’s screams resounded throughout the Dongdu martial arts world!
The silver crutch broke into several pieces, and the Immortal Lady was killed by a sword energy on the main street of Jin City.
On the streets decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, the blood of the fairy grandmother also flowed into bright red flowers.
No one touched the corpse, but many people watched with horror. The battle in Rong Mansion was still going on, and they saw Tianshi rushing in again.
The atmosphere in Rong Mansion has undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the past, it was rare to see living masters, but now there are only a group of dead masters.
Feng Li's Adam's apple rolled and he looked stiffly at Xue Wanche beside him.
He said "this" several times, not knowing how to start. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it was true.
What should I say to the eldest master when I get back?
The Rong Mansion's birthday banquet turned into a funeral banquet, the Taoist master fought ten people alone, and defeated a martial arts master with one sword?!
Xue Wanche ignored Feng Li and looked at Li Shimin and Zhangsun Wugou who had regained their composure.
"Mr. Er Er, is the Heavenly Master already invincible?"
Li Shimin shook his head: "I don't know."
"However, his method of killing must be the best in the world."
Feng Li couldn't help but interrupt, "Why can he fight against a group of enemies without stopping, without even needing to recharge his batteries? Also, how could he possibly have cultivated such powerful skills at such a young age?"
Li Shimin was also curious, so how could he reply to him?
"If you want to know, just ask yourself."
Feng Li shrank his neck. He felt guilty and didn't have the courage to do that.
Xue Wanche looked at the chaos in Rong Mansion and felt extremely confused for a moment.
The situation did not go in the direction they expected.
The enemy side of the Heavenly Master always has the majority of manpower, but it is like a battle between two armies. Ten of his own generals are in a sure win situation with flying dragons riding on their faces, but they are killed or injured by one person from the enemy side.
Of the ten generals, not one was left.
Although we have a lot of manpower now, we are already struggling to gain a foothold and morale is low.
"Can they still hold on?" Feng Li asked with a hint of hope.
Erfeng and Changsun Wugou were too lazy to respond.
Xue Wanche shook his head and pointed towards the east wall: "Those Khitans, Mohes, and Bohais are already running for their lives."
"Hahaha!"
Just then, a loud laugh was heard.
I saw a burly young man in the crowd holding a big knife, laughing heroically despite the multiple injuries on his body.
"Fu Qian, you're defeated!"
Kou Zhong looked at the young man lying in a pool of blood and took a long breath.
Murong Fuqian glared at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, tilted his head with an indignant look, and closed his eyes.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
The Tuyuhun master on the side shouted hurriedly and shook his body in desperation, but there was no response at all.
Soon, Murong Fuqian lost his breath.
This master of the younger generation buried himself at his birthday banquet.
At this point, the old king, middle-aged king, and young king of Tuyuhun were all killed.
It is conceivable that the Tuyuhun royal court will undergo tremendous changes in vast areas such as Fuqi City, Xiqing Mountain, and the Tao River Basin.
"Let's go!"
Those tribesmen from Xihai, Heyuan, and Shanshan all retreated.
The king is dead.
There is no point in staying in Dongdu anymore.
However, they were not the only family that had changed.
It can be predicted that today's birthday banquet battle will be a turning point for the vast land outside Kyushu.
If Lin Chaoan and Huyan Jin ran faster on the Yellow Springs Road, they might be able to catch up with Shen Mohuan. The three vicious horse thieves will meet again in the underworld.
They are not only horse thieves, but also implicate various tribes in the northern desert.
Not only will Kyushu’s soup be unavailable, but the grassland forces will also return to a new situation.
After all, too many masters have died.
Some people fled, while others are still fighting.
Liu Heita and Su Dingfang's troops, as well as Miss Zhai's troops, are still fighting with the Pushan public camp.
Li Mi's men were able to fight at first, but now their morale declined and they were defeated.
"Xiang Siren, you traitor, why don't you surrender!"
Dugu Feng shouted angrily, and Guo Wenyi and Zhao Congwen also shouted, "Xiang Siren, surrender immediately!"
Xiang Siren and Yang Qing had a combined force of five thousand men, and by this point, he too was aroused by his fierceness: "If you want me to surrender, it's not up to you to say so. The State of Zheng must speak openly."
Guo Wenyi sarcastically said, "Wang Shichong is a coward who doesn't even dare to show his head. How can he speak?"
Xiang Siren glanced at Yang Qing.
Both of them knew that Wang Shichong's plan for the birthday banquet had failed.
But now that he has a large army, he must rush to the imperial city at the very least.
Yang Qing didn't say anything. He hugged his sword and said to Siren, "The Duke is in Ziwei Palace. If you want to see him, just come with me."
"good."
This sudden "OK" came from behind.
The two armies were facing each other, and most of Xiang Siren's men were staring at Dugu Feng. At this time, there was chaos in the rear of the army, and Xiang Siren had no time to turn around. Many guards shouted and poked their spears behind him.
These personal soldiers were focused and reacted quickly, forming their military formations immediately.
However, Zhou Yi's arrival was sudden and his movements were difficult to catch.
These personal guards hurriedly used their spears, and Zhou Yi might just move his head to the side an inch, or rotate his waist half a degree, or slide his feet half an inch, and he would pass by the attacks from all sides with a string of phantoms. It was extremely dangerous but perfectly executed.
The people around him were shocked when they saw him moving around in the battle formation.
Xiang Siren was even more frightened. He swung his sword but before he could strike, he felt a pain in his wrist. The Taiyuan and Lieque points had been strangled.
His hands were sore and weak, and he lost his strength, and the sword fell.
Zhou Yi reached out and grabbed Xiang Siren's sword, sweeping it around and clearing a large area.
Then he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and rushed out of the battle formation with this Nine-Headed Insect's most capable general.
Yang Qing's elbows were shaking.
Xiang Siren was captured just like that?
He suddenly wondered why Wang Shichong asked me to come here?
Get rid of the Heavenly Master?
Yang Qing looked around and saw the bodies of those martial arts masters.
At this time, Yang Qing should have adjusted the team's morale and spoken out to support Xiang Siren, but he frowned and chose to remain silent.
"I also want to see Duke Zheng. Is he really in Ziwei Palace?"
"Of course."
Xiang Siren suppressed his fear and didn't look at the man in white beside him. He said seriously, "The Heavenly Master wants to see Duke Zheng. Please come with me."
He also wanted to say something like "How many troops does the Duke of Zheng have?"
As a result, he felt the back of his neck loosen, his whole body's energy stagnated, and he was thrown in front of Dugu Feng.
Zhou Yi said lightly, "Since this man is a traitor, let the steward handle it."
Dugu Feng exchanged glances with him and immediately said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
Xiang Siren was so frightened at this moment that he wanted to say something softly: "Don't kill me, I have something to say!"
Guo Lao Er responded: "Okay, keep your head down and talk."
His hands kept moving. He pulled his hair and stretched his neck. Without waiting for Xiang Siren to say anything, Zhao Congwen slashed with the knife, his hand rising and falling smoothly.
A Duke of Chen had been killed before.
At this time, killing General Xiang was not enough for the two men. They looked at Yang Qing with a smile, and their eyes were gazing at his neck.
Yang Qing's troops were arranged around him, and a forest of spears was erected.
Zhou Yi was unwilling to take the risk at this time.
He just looked at Yang Qing and asked, "General Yang, are you also a traitor?"
Yang Qing frowned and shook his head solemnly, "I'm not."
He looked at his followers and said, "Put down your guns."
After Xiang Siren died, he became the sole commander, and all the soldiers obeyed him and put down their spears and halberds.
When Yang Qing walked out of the army, he had completely forgotten what Wang Shichong had instructed him to do.
What the soldiers never expected was...
Yang Qing walked up to Zhou Yi and bowed directly:
"Duke Zheng has been impersonated, plotting against both the Rong Mansion and the Imperial City. I am incompetent and have been forced to play along. This time, I am handing over the military power and requesting the Heavenly Master to come to the Ziwei Palace and rescue the Emperor."
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(End of this chapter)
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