Ling Xuanluo was seriously injured and unable to continue to support, and the south wind was about to pounce on and snatch the lotus coffin, the only way he could think of at this time was to take the coffin and escape into the temple of the Recruiting Beard, close the door and scatter the enchantment, and try to delay the time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bearded warrior received his great grace to save his life, and witnessed how he used his magic skills to turn things around, and admired this immortal from the Central Plains as if he were a god.

Yan Jiu and the ghost soldiers came unexpectedly, and the disparity between the strength of the enemy and us was extremely great. The samurai guarded the temple alone, the dragons had no leader, and there was such a leader as Ling Xuanluo, who naturally regarded him as the commander, and he gave an order in a hurry, and everyone immediately gathered over to protect him and the lotus coffin to the temple.

The two hundred people in the ambush hall had already seen the battle situation in the square clearly, and they were also anxious, not knowing whether to continue the ambush or go out to help.

Yan Jiu knew that Xuanluo was bold, and he had just learned his power, and he still had palpitations until this time. He Wan Yujue went smoothly, but suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground, she couldn't tell whether he was really injured internally, or if he was cheating again, so she learned a lesson and didn't take the liberty of making a move, but secretly planned to make a plan: Since the situation is unclear, it is best to stand still and stay aside to let Elder Nanfeng be in the limelight.

Nanfeng was different from Yan Jiu, he was ninety percent sure that Ling Xuanluo was really not good, and it would not be wrong to destroy him at this time, so he didn't care whether the ghost soldiers were defending or attacking, he rushed up like a hungry tiger and grabbed the other end of the coffin.

Now, the battlefield has become a competition field, and the confrontation has become a tug-of-war, Nanfeng is unwilling to let go of the lotus coffin, but no matter how strong his demon method is, with the strength of one person, he can't withstand so many samurai to the other side.

Pulling it twice, seeing that the coffin was about to be snatched away, he simply brushed his sleeves and jumped on the coffin lid like an old mad dog.

This trick was really effective, and the bearded warrior didn't expect him to be crazy, and when he was stunned, the lotus coffin told him to push him out with four claws downward.

Originally, he was lying on the coffin, and he could rush out by inertia, who knew that the sky was not beautiful, Yan Jiubian came back to his senses at this moment, and saw that a coffin on both sides was in full swing, and the south wind seemed to have the upper hand, and he was busy to help each other and make meritorious contributions, and commanded the steel soul soldiers to rush up and come over to grab it with the south wind.

Nanfeng rode on the coffin and took off the hands of the warriors, and was about to open his mouth to laugh, when hundreds of steel soul soldiers rushed over, and Qi grabbed the side of the coffin and jerked forward.

The bearded warrior has let go, the steel soul soldiers are so powerful that it is difficult for the coffin not to be carried away, he was thrown into the air by the force of the counter-pump, screaming and rolling twice in a row, and fell directly into the samurai pile......

Hundreds of warriors looked at him, this strange and ugly old way, it seemed to be the leader of this group of invaders, and he also had the audacity to violate the coffin of the lord of Xiangli, and hated him to the core, seeing him fall from the sky, he only regarded it as recruiting the god to help him in the underworld, and hundreds of big knives were raised at the same time, and he was about to chop him into meat sauce, but he heard Ling Xuanluo shouting: "Everyone keep people under the knife! We want to take him alive as a hostage!"

This shout made several people in the samurai understand what is going on, and immediately comprehend it, and stop the others, just stacking the long knives on his neck.

Demon Dao was frightened by this, and almost burst out of feces and urine. The feeling of a hundred big knives pressing on his neck was not something he could bear, but he was afraid that his head would roll down if he shivered slightly. Compared with Ling Xuanluo's current situation, it seems that his life is even more precarious.

Having captured the leader of the invaders, the samurai finally had a slight chance of victory, and took the initiative to make way for Ling Xuanluo, so he staggered to the south wind with his sword, and stared at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes. (To be continued.) )