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Mingjian clasped his hands together, and the treasure was solemn. An internal force gushed out in the form of an aura, like a solid wall, surrounding him.

On the other hand, Feng Liangyong, this person is known as a love flower butterfly, and he is very good at guerrilla fighting tactics, constantly waving his palms to find flaws in the qi wall.

Bang bang bang!

Master Mingjian is as immobile as a mountain, moving as thunder. When there was a crack in the qi wall, he suddenly slammed out a vajra fist. The powerful fist power condensed into a strand that made people's hearts feel stuffy.

Feng Liangyong snorted: "Old bald donkey, you eat fasting and chant Buddha, but I didn't expect your skills to grow a lot. With his hands rounded, a black-green circle of light spun and rushed out, crashing into the force of the King Kong Fist.

Rumble!

The floor of the temple exploded, and the wind blew half of the lights out.

At this moment, the people of Hanshan Temple and the Ecstasy Sect also faced each other.

"I am a Buddha with compassion, and I need to do thunderbolts today. ”

"Kill all these bald donkeys and establish the prestige of my Ecstasy Sect!"

The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and the palm shadow fist was strong, and the sword light and sword qi exploded in the dark night in an instant, stirring up a surging blood mist.

"Brother Wang, let's go down to help Hanshan Temple. ”

"Brother Xiao, that's what I mean. ”

At the same moment when the two sides were fighting, three figures flashed out of the tall trees outside the temple. It was Tang Fengyue, Wang Zhanqing and Xiao Mengmeng.

"Divine Dragon Switch!"

Wang Zhan is a humble gentleman, but he is unceremonious in the face of the murderous and evil Ecstasy Sect. Shot an angry dragon phantom, rushed into the pile of people in the Ecstasy Sect, and instantly fell a group of people.

Xiao Mengmeng's sword light waved, and with his body technique, many Ecstasy Sect minions immediately fell to the ground.

Tang Fengyue carried the Xuanyin True Qi, and a shot swept out. The gray-white cold air erupted violently, causing a group of Ecstasy Sect disciples to scream in shock.

"Old bald donkey, it turns out that you have found foreign help. ”

Feng Liangyong sneered, and when his eyes fell on Xiao Mengmeng, his lewd light flashed suddenly: "Haha! That little hoof in black, the old man wants it tonight." ”

Far away from the battlefield, two old men protected Wu Youliang.

Wu Youliang smiled: "Interesting, interesting. With a clap of hands, the black shadow outside the temple flashed, and ten masters came together, and they were all innate masters.

"That Wang Zhanqing is a master of the Qingyun List, and I like to kill geniuses the most. ”

A tall and thin man rushed towards Wang Zhanqing.

"Today's killing feast, I want to taste the taste of blood. ”

A short man rushed towards the people of Hanshan Temple, a handful of crocodile scissors in his hand clicked a few times, and several monks' heads rose to the sky.

"That white dragon spear dares to be called one of the three unique spears, Lao Tzu will meet him. A short-haired man smirked and slapped his palm at Tang Fengyue.

There were seven people left, and one more person entangled Xiao Mengmeng. The other six people slaughtered into the crowd, like hungry wolves entering a flock of sheep, and immediately caused heavy losses to Hanshan Temple.

Wang Zhan said angrily: "The Ten Ghosts of Yandang, you have also joined the Ecstasy Sect?"

The ten ghosts of Yandang are ten extremely vicious people, killing people and plundering people in the area of Yandang Mountain, and doing all kinds of evil.

However, because these ten people all have amazing martial arts skills, relying on the complex terrain of Yandang Mountain, the righteous people who go to clear and suppress often return in vain.

"Wang Shaoxia, I have been practicing martial arts for thirty years, but I want to meet you, a genius full of rivers and lakes, for a while. ”

The tall and thin man is the eldest of the ten ghosts. His martial arts are exorcism. As soon as he palmed out, the black mist in front of him was heavy, as if he was haunted by evil ghosts.

"Your name is Xiao Ritian, I don't like it. The short-haired man grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

Tang Fengyue also laughed: "Your short hair is very individual, and I don't like it either." ”

The short-haired man opposite was born with a triple cultivation, but his aura was extremely thick and bloody, and he should be a murderer. Tang Fengyue raised her vigilance.

In the rivers and lakes, casual cultivation is also divided into levels. Some of them wander around, draw their swords to help each other when they encounter injustices, they don't have much actual combat experience, and their skills are not strong.

On the contrary, some wicked people raise their heads every day and break through the sea of corpses and blood. This type of person is generally ruthless, and has passed the test of life and death, and his combat skills are extremely high.

"Die!"

The short-haired man made a fuso knife. The Fuso knife has a long and straight blade with only a blade arc at the end. This type of knife has both the dexterity of a sword and the killing of a knife, and is a killing weapon in battle.

Sonor!

A little spark splashed, and Tang Fengyue took three steps back. At present, his internal strength has not fully recovered, and he has suffered a big loss in cultivation.

"Your marksmanship is not as good as your mouth. Die, die!"

The short-haired man was murderous, and he slashed down with a knife. The sharp sword qi suddenly became a snow-white from both sides, enveloping Tang Fengyue.

He believed that this slash that killed many good hands in the rivers and lakes was enough to make Tang Fengyue's life die.

In terms of cultivation, Tang Fengyue is definitely not as good as a short-haired man. However, his strength has never been cultivation.

The spiritual power spreads invisibly, and the realm is opened. The short-haired man's knife slowed down infinitely in Tang Fengyue's eyes, and all the flaws were seen clearly by him.

Tang Fengyue rushed forward, and the tip of the spear was drawn, which immediately deflected the short-haired man's sword qi and killed some of the surrounding Ecstasy Sect disciples.

This is not over, Tang Fengyue's offensive was completed in one go. The tip of the spear spun around, and the twisted force continued to kill the short-haired man. From gravity to offense, it's actually a complete move.

In the daytime against Huangjiang Sanxiong in Caofu, Tang Fengyue's marksmanship has gradually become clear, and at this time, he finally used a complete move.

Bang!

The pupils of the short-haired man are constricted. This shot happened to hit him in his weakest spot just before he was alive, and it was terrifying.

What's even worse is that a cold aura struck his meridians along the tip of the spear, causing the internal force running in his body to stagnate slightly.

Seeing that the prototype of the first move's marksmanship had such power, Tang Fengyue suddenly became arrogant, and laughed: "Hedgehog head, look at the gun!" Without giving the short-haired man a chance, he swung the gun and swept it out continuously.

The short-haired man was the power of internal force to pause, who would have expected Tang Fengyue to be so treacherous, seized this rare opportunity, and was immediately forced to fall behind.

What's even more amazing is that Tang Fengyue seemed to know his dodge direction with every shot, and waited there in advance.

Laugh at!

Tang Fengyue shot mercilessly, and stabbed the short-haired man's calf with a shot, splashing a pool of blood.

It was also like this that the short-haired man was finally able to recover his breath. The ferocity was furious, and the Fusang knife slashed several times, as if it was going to split Tang Fengyue into seven or eight petals.

"Third child, you are really disappointing, I will help you. ”

Among the ten ghosts of Yandang, another eagle-eyed man killed Tang Fengyue. The two ghosts worked together, and immediately put Tang Fengyue in a critical situation. In just the third move, he was almost slashed by the short-haired man.

"Breath the Kill!"

"Seven Spirits!"

The two ghosts shouted fiercely, and at the same time used heavy hands to attack Tang Fengyue from both sides.

At the moment of crisis, Tang Fengyue's heart was calm.

Too soft eight methods, wind step, all kinds of marksmanship flashed in his mind. There is no time to think about it, the body has already made the most direct response.

Tang Fengyue moved the gun step by step, and it was still the prototype of the first move. But this time, he inexplicably added a kind of spinning ingenuity.

Something strange happened, and the tip of the spear formed a vortex of force, causing the attacks of the short-haired man and the hawk-eyed man to intersect and scatter in all directions.

In this way, the attack of the two built a wall for the battle circle of the three. Only a small part of the attack fell on Tang Fengyue, and he resisted it.

"What?"

The short-haired man and the eagle-eyed man both stared at each other, feeling inexplicable.

The two attacked continuously, but they were both resolved by Tang Fengyue. What's even more annoying is that Tang Fengyue only has the same shot over and over, and there is a momentum of becoming more and more proficient.

"What the hell are you two doing, and you still have time to play here?" An old man among the ten ghosts looked over, murderous, and pounced on Tang Fengyue.

The three ghosts shot at the same time, and the momentum was huge.

Boom!

Tang Fengyue fell into a strange situation, wielding the first shot that became clearer and clearer. A vortex takes shape, dispersing the three forces separately.

The three ghosts were all stunned.

Not only was this blow defused by Tang Fengyue, but what was even more ridiculous was that their attack turned into a suction force, making it impossible for them to get out of the battlefield.

"This kid is too evil, what kind of ghost marksmanship is this?" the short-haired man screamed.

Brush.

The fourth of the ten ghosts also rushed in.

"Fourth, go away. ”

"Don't come here. ”

The three ghosts shouted, and after all, they were one step slower.

The fourth ghost poked out with one claw, and the four forces were guided by Tang Fengyue's spear, turning into stronger restraints, making the four ghosts feel like they were trapped in a swamp.

The four ghosts were all shocked.

They discover an extremely absurd truth. The more people attacked, the more bound he seemed to be, and the more comfortable the kid with the gun became.

What an international joke!

Tang Fengyue's heart was clear and gradually understood. This shot of his own fully integrates the tricks of the eight methods of Tairou, and pays attention to using the strength of the other party to help himself.

Theoretically, as long as it doesn't exceed his tolerance limit, the more people who besiege him, the more power he can use, and the safer it is.

Of course, the disadvantage is that the main defense of this gun can only drag the fools who keep rushing in, but it is difficult to kill the opponent one by one.

"This shot ignores the number of people, and it is called, outnumbered!"

Tang Fengyue laughed loudly and was arrogant.

At this time, the four ghosts couldn't kill him, and they couldn't get out of the battle circle, so they were all so angry that they screamed and were aggrieved.

Rumble!

In another place, Wang Zhanqing swung his tail with a divine dragon, knocked the boss of the ten ghosts of Yandang to vomit blood and fly upside down, and immediately rushed into the battlefield, severely injuring the seventh ghost who almost killed Xiao Mengmeng.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the big ghost screamed. The six ghosts gathered, and when they saw that the other four ghosts were restrained by Tang Fengyue like wandering spirits, they all shot out angrily.

Wang Zhan was alone against the six ghosts and tried his best to resist each other.

Bang!

The furious energy surged, and the aftermath finally shattered the encirclement created by Tang Fengyue. The four ghosts let out a sigh of relief, glanced at Tang Fengyue like a ghost, and quickly disappeared into the night with the other six ghosts.

"A bunch of undisciplined bastards. Wu Youliang scolded.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, Master Mingjian's skills gathered the apex, and with a brazen punch, Feng Liangyong finally vomited blood and retreated, turned around and fled.

"Bodhisattva heart, thunderbolt means, go!"

Ming Jian pushed his palm, and a fierce light pierced Feng Liangyong's chest.

Feng Liangyong spewed out a mouthful of blood mist and screamed: "Old bald donkey......" The man staggered out of the mountain gate.

Mingjian was victorious, and the momentum of the people in Hanshan Temple soared, and with the assistance of Wang Zhanqing and Xiao Mengmeng, the Ecstasy Sect quickly showed a rout.

Wu Youliang fled in a hurry, and the two old men beside him were dragged by Mingjian.

And Tang Fengyue, as early as when Feng Liangyong fled, quickly chased him out. (To be continued.) )