After Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and many white-eared elite guards, Zhao Yun fled first with Shu Emperor Liu Bei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Xuan was about to control the Yellow Turban Ancient God to hunt down and kill Shu Emperor Liu Bei, but he heard the elder of the Pavilion shouting anxiously:

"Master Xuan! There are people in the pavilion, and the pavilion has been sealed in a formation! Take it back quickly......"

"Huh?" Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and glared at the five Pavilion Elders.

These five elders who guarded the Pavilion had been sitting in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion for many years, and even if the battle situation at the Taiping General Altar was unfavorable before, they did not call it.

Unexpectedly, this time, the five elders of the pavilion were all out of the pavilion and were broken in.

Of course, Zhou Xuan looked at the big hole, and quickly understood the thoughts of the elders of the pavilion, nine times out of ten he thought that the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was a strange treasure, just guard the door, who knew that someone could break the wall ladder and enter the pavilion!

"It's a pity ......"

Looking at the dazzling silver dragon soaring in the sky, Zhou Xuan regretted it.

If he can keep or kill Liu Bei, the emperor of Shu, it will be a great achievement, and he can also be famous all over the world, and it is not impossible to be crowned emperor!

"Boom ......"

Just when Zhou Xuan was about to draw the Yellow Turban Ancient God and enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion suddenly trembled violently, and there was a loud roar, giving people the feeling of a ground dragon rolling.

A Pavilion Elder was shocked and shouted, "Oh no! The Scripture Pavilion has been refined......

Before the words fell, I saw that the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was trembling violently, and suddenly "rose from the ground", shrunk rapidly, turned into a pavilion several feet in size, and fell into the hands of a person with four wings on his back......

"Huh?"

Wu Xin used the sharpness and solidity of his wings, as well as his own flesh and body, to break into the pavilion, and then used nine "Heavenly God Monuments" to seal the hole and seal the internal space, making it impossible for outsiders to enter.

Then, Wu Xin forcibly killed several Taiping disciples in the pavilion, found the center of the pavilion, and quickly refined.

As soon as he finished refining the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, put it away, and appeared, Wu Xin couldn't help but be stunned......

"What's the situation?"

Outside the building was indeed as expected, and the fight was earth-shaking and messy everywhere. However, the Cicada Guard had already evacuated, and the disciples of the Water Mirror Villa and the white-eared Jingwei, who had suffered heavy casualties, were scattering and fleeing.

Shu Emperor Liu Bei and Zhao Yun and others have disappeared, leaving Guan Yu and Zhang Fei fighting fiercely with the two people with broken golden armor, and more than a thousand white-eared Jingwei to the end, either dead or wounded.

"Wind Palm!"

Without waiting for Wu Xin to look at it and think about it, Zhou Xuan had already slapped it with one palm, and there were two Yellow Turban Ancient Gods who were like the wind and rushed straight to Wu Xin.

"Escape ......"

Based on his rich battlefield experience, Wu Xin decisively thought that as soon as the four wings behind him were spread, he was about to flee, but he saw ......

There is a large human-shaped pit on the ground, and two black and white swords have been left in the pit.

"Could it be the male and female swords of the Shu Emperor Liu Bei? Could it be that Liu Bei was blown to ashes? Or was it multiple injuries, and he didn't even have time to take away the weapon?"

Thoughts flash away......

"Airspeed Wings!"

The void rippled, and Wu Xin instantly turned into an afterimage, cutting through the sky faster than the Yellow Turban Ancient God, taking in the black and white swords in the air, and escaping!

"Xuan Gongzi ......," a pavilion elder shouted anxiously.

"Leave them behind, and atone for your sins!"

Without waiting for the Pavilion Elder to finish speaking, Zhou Xuan's face was like frost, he waved his hand and rolled up the wind, and with the four Yellow Turban Ancient Gods, he chased straight in the direction of Wu Xin's escape......

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is basically the core of every force, and the Taiping Sect is naturally no exception, otherwise Zhou Xuan would not have been allowed to come to support with the four Yellow Turban Ancient Gods!

Losing the Scripture Pavilion, whether it is the elder of the Pavilion or Zhou Xuan, who is in charge of the rescue, he can't afford this responsibility!

"Hoo ......"

The Yellow Turban Ancient God left, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who were fighting fiercely with all their might, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Guan Yu looked at Chen Zhi and hundreds of white-eared Jingwei who were left behind by the wound and ordered: "Withdraw!"

During the command, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei tacitly dissolved the merger and returned to human form, but did not leave immediately.

In the face of the five Pavilion Elders, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei joined forces, even if they couldn't win, they would naturally be able to save their lives!

Zhang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and hesitated with some uncertainty: "Just now...... The Emperor seems to have taken the lord's sword?"

When Wu Xin appeared and left, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were fighting the Yellow Turban Ancient Gods with all their might, creating an opportunity for Zhao Yun and Liu Bei to escape, and they really didn't pay much attention.

Of course, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei sensed the male and female swords, and knew that either Emperor Wuxin took it away, or Zhou Xuan or the Yellow Turban Ancient God took it!

Guan Yu's face changed, and he quickly shouted: "Chase!"

"Want to go?"

At this time, the five Pavilion Elders had already consciously surrounded Guan Yu and Zhang Fei in the direction of the five elements.

"Five Elements Sealing Demon Array!"

“......”

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were so anxious and speechless that they could only pray that they had fallen into the hands of Emperor Wuxin!

Before they want to come......

was Zhou Xuan or the Yellow Turban Ancient God, they really didn't have the confidence to face it again, let alone snatch it back!

was taken away by Wu Xin, and with the relationship between the two parties, it is not difficult to get it back;

Should......

......

"Whoosh......"

The four wings spread lightly, Wu Xin fled like a lightning speed, and soon sensed where the cicada guard was, so he changed his position and went to converge.

"Childe! Those four monsters are the Yellow Turban Ancient Gods refined by the 10,000-year-old ancient corpse, and they are extremely strong! Even the Shu Emperor Liu Bei, who has hidden his strength and is at the peak of the combination, has also been beaten to the point of life and death, and the Martial Saint, Yihou, Silver Spear, and the Great Commander of Great Shu are not opponents......"

Seeing that he could catch up with the Cicada Guard in a few breaths, Wu Xin's mind suddenly heard the voice of Dugu Jialuo.

"What do you mean......" Wu was confident for a while.

It soon became clear that Dugu Jialuo was referring to a Taiping disciple (Zhou Xuan) and four Yellow Turban Ancient Gods who were following closely behind him.

But what does this mean......

Let yourself lead them away, don't lead the Cicada Guard?

Is there such a pit for the lord?

As soon as Wu Xin's thoughts started, Dugu Jialuo transmitted again: "Childe sees who is not pleasing to the eye, you can lead it over! Perhaps, only those few people in the sky can deal with the Yellow Turban Ancient Gods......"

"Who doesn't like it yourself? The first to bear the brunt...... Naturally, it's Wei Shuwu!, however, that's just Wu Xin's personal thoughts, and the superficial relationship is okay, so it's naturally not okay to lead it like this......"

Wu Xin understood, his mind turned to ponder, and he soon looked at the sky......

At this time, Tiangong Zhang Jiao was still fighting fiercely with many peak powers, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed, and the wind and clouds were changing, just like the chaotic and dim sky when the end came.

The vitality is like a knife, the wind is like a wave, the light is flickering, and the loud noise is deafening.

The fierce battle of the pinnacle power is amazing, and the aftermath alone is not something that ordinary people can get close to.

As soon as the four wings spread and the direction turned, Wu Xin decisively rushed towards the sky......

Zhou Xuan took the four Yellow Turban Ancient Gods and chased them at full speed, not daring to relax at all!

The distance of dozens of miles is just a matter of a few breaths......

Life and death are at a speed, and seconds are like years!

Of course, the higher the altitude, the greater the pressure!

Relying on the strength of his physical body, Wu Xin quickly approached the peak battlefield, and the vitality that bloomed was like a mountain and a sea, and the strong wind that was missed was like a knife and an arrow.

Seeing that he was about to approach, Zhou Xuan suddenly shouted loudly: "Master, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was snatched away by him, and it is in his hands......"

This was deliberately done by Zhou Xuan, and the sound spread to Julu Mountain, and everyone heard about it.