Li Cangxing pulled the long sword out of the stomach of the black-clothed man in front of him and kicked him to the ground. This is the fourth demon cultist he has killed today, and the martial arts of these people are obviously much higher than the rabble during the battle of Heishui River that day, and none of the four people he fought today have martial arts in that place.

The battle with the spearman in front of him just now made him have two more abrasions on his body, and he was kicked from the injury on his leg a few days ago.

After confirming that the surroundings were safe and that no one else was attacking him, Li Cangxing sat on the ground and gasped, feeling his liliang pass rapidly with sweat.

Li Cangxing blinked his eyes and found that the man in black who was lying on the ground waiting for death was staring at him, gritting his teeth and bursting out of his mouth with a sentence: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other." ”

Li Cangxing followed his words and looked up, only to see hundreds of balloons floating in the air, and there was a hanging basket under the balloon, and there was a person sitting in it.

The balloons slowly floated towards the mouth of the valley, and the hundreds of Shaolin monks who were guarding there and the wounded who had been seriously injured and had been evacuated there to rest were all like Li Cangxing, looking up at the balloons and slowly floating above their heads.

Suddenly, hundreds of black balls were thrown from above the balloon, and Li Cangxing heard Master's voice: "It's not good, it's heaven-shaking thunder!" ”

Hundreds of black things fell from the sky, and with a burst of sulfur and gunpowder, Chengguang's voice and Li Cangxing's heart fell to the ground.

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, Li Cangxing felt that the whole earth was shaking, followed by a scorching wave of air accompanied by the pungent smell of blood, and all the people who were fighting in front of him were shocked by this loud noise, and they all abandoned the opponent in front of them and lay down on the spot.

After the smoke and dust, Li Cangxing saw that there was a big pit ten zhang square at the mouth of the valley, and the severed limbs and stumps and scattered weapons were piled up all over the pit.

The hundreds of wounded people in Taniguchi, together with the five hundred elite Shaolin stick monks, were only a blink of an eye, except for the twenty or so bodies that were dying and wriggling on the edge of the pit, all of them had become the souls of the dead in the pit, and they almost didn't even have time to scream.

Li Cangxing looked up at the high place on the top of the mountain, and saw that at this moment, his thin body was swaying in the mountain wind, and the people around him were looking at him motionlessly, and the long white beard on his face fluttered in the wind, but the person did not say a word, as if he was petrified.

Li Cangxing suddenly felt that there was an air flow moving on the ground under him, and after thinking about it, he was so shocked that the hairs on his body stood up, and his palms slapped to the ground, and his body flew directly into the air.

When it was too late, a snow-bright spear tip with a green light broke through the ground, and as Li Cangxing's body moved upward, it directly hit his lower abdomen, and Li Cangxing could even feel the slightest chill at the tip of the spear.

When in the air, Li Cangxing quickly grabbed the tip of the gun with his right hand, luck in the lower abdomen, his body rolled sideways, and Xiangyou rolled sideways.

I saw a man in black suddenly appear in the ground, gritting his teeth and flying towards a dazzling silver spear, and the tip of the spear was against his lower abdomen.

This moment is really a life and death judgment, Li Cangxing had to get up in advance, and he had protective soft armor and true qi, which saved him from this disaster of intestinal rottenness.

His right hand in the air twisted his luck, and with a loud shout, the tip of the gun snapped in response to his hand, and then Li Cangxing found that the tip of the gun was green and oily, obviously coated with poison. Li Cangxing didn't have time to think about it, so he flicked his wrist and threw the tip of the gun as a hidden weapon in eight steps.

The man in the soil is not a master, this trick is a full force to fly the spear, there is no way to avoid it at the moment, the tip of the spear is directly pierced on the Baihui point above the person's head, he screamed strangely, and he fell to the ground and died.

When Li Cangxing landed, he saw that this person's face had completely turned black, which showed how domineering the poison of the tip of his spear was, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In the blink of an eye, Li Cangxing almost fainted, and there were two or three hundred Wudang disciples lying on the ground around him, and the remaining Wudang disciples who were still standing were all fighting with the hundreds of black-clothed people who came out of the ground.

Li Cangxing felt that someone on the ground was pulling him, and at first glance it was Li Bing, a spear had been pierced directly from his back to his chest, and he was no longer alive, his right hand was pressing on the top of the head of a man in black, the man's skull was torn apart, and he was obviously killed by his thunderous blow, and the left hand of the man in black was pulling Li Cangxing's trouser legs.

Li Cangxing burst into tears, immediately knelt on the ground, picked up Li Bing, Li Bing raised his hand with difficulty, his head tilted, and he passed away, and the blood flowing out of his mouth was already completely black.

Li Cangxing's eyes were red, he pulled out the spear on Li Bing's body, and shot at every black-clothed person he met around him frantically.

But now he was grief-stricken, and he shot mercilessly, wielding a poisonous gun in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand at the same time. The power of those who escaped from the ground lies in their ability to drill the ground by surprise, how can they be the opponents of these masters in a face-to-face fight, and more than 200 people were cut down in less than a cup of tea, and even Li Cangxing stabbed more than 10 people in this array.

Leng Tianxiong stood in place, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Dongfang Liang beside him: "Dongfang, you take the main hall guards forward to exchange Shangguan and Situ first." Dongfang Liang took the order and left.

After a while, Shangguan Wu, who was covered in blood, carried a chest-high horse chopping knife and rushed back with hundreds of people: "Why did the Lord withdraw me back at this time, I haven't fought enough with that Gongsun Hao." ”

"Yes, I've been looking for an opportunity to poison that Xiaofeng nun, but I was about to succeed but asked me to come back, the Lord has always been decisive in doing things, and now is a good opportunity to defeat them, why do you want me to wait for me to come back?" Situ Jiao was holding the golden snake sword, wiping the sweat on his head while panting.

Leng Tianxiong smiled: "Because I don't want my most haode brother to make any mistakes." Shangguan, order the people of the Flame Palace to launch rockets against the crowd in the melee. Mainly shoot the people of Wudang behind. ”

Shangguan Wu was stunned for a moment: "But the brothers of my sect are still fighting to the death with them, and they haven't separated yet." Doing so will kill our army. And the East is still there, if he knew, wouldn't he? ”

Leng Tianxiong put away his smile, his eyes were sharp, and he glanced at Shangguan Wu fiercely, so frightened that he swallowed back all the words that came to his mouth: "I know, but in this way, we will also kill the enemy, and we still have some first-class masters who exchange some second- and third-rate goods for them, and we still have some to earn." Go quickly!"

"Yes." Shangguan Wu knew that Leng Tian's ambition was ruthless, and it was useless to persuade him, so he took the order and left.