Chapter 156 Luofengpo (Five)

——I do not allow the monitors of the Sword Sect to stick to the back of the sweeping cloud like flies, and I want to subdue Qin Xiao like thunder.

"Bang!"

The four-link screen was pushed down by me.

More than thirty sects walked out from behind the Lord of Yanyuan: In the cloud sweeping group, there were golden corpses from the Ghost Sect, monsters from the Northern Wilderness, barbarians with human wolf disease, sons of princes who were ill-treated against the court, and disciples of the Demon King who were faced with beasts...

The common and impossible cooperation between good and evil, the Yi Xia, the demons and ghosts, all the golden elixirs, made Qin Xiao stunned for a moment. Until his eyes were in contact with me and the girl in red, Qin Xiao pulled out his three-foot Qingfeng sword, and the sword fingered at the tip of my nose and shouted:

"Okay! Yuan Jiankong, after a few days, you fell to colluding with the evil demons - you...you...Yan Caixia, aren't you from the Dragon and Tiger Sect? Are you transformed from the evil demon, or have you turned against the evil demon!...Ah! This is the demon cave! This is the demon cave!"

"Children Huangkou, what are you talking nonsense!"

Yan Caixia's face looked annoyed, but she did not teach Qin Xiao a lesson.

——The owner of the Yan Yuan was framed by Zhong Dajun's words, but I don't want to use that.

"Junior Brother Qin, I am very pleased to see that you are safe. We must respect our teachers first and go to Yunmeng City. You can also follow us. As long as you keep your mouth in mind and don't talk nonsense, I will also remember your contribution, and you will be rewarded with spoils."

I smiled and held the silver snake sword and intersected with his three-foot green edge.

The silver snake sword made a thunderous light, which shocked the young man's three-foot green edge.

Qin Xiao held his left hand that was scattered by lightning, and fled outside the hall. Outside the door was a courtyard with a vast sea and sky. However, the young master was already leaning leisurely against the entrance of the hall. He smiled and stretched out his hand. A ball of invisible evil aura was released from the tip of his five fingers, instantly rolling open, filling the six-held, sealing the entire department. Qin Xiao people hit the invisible evil aura and immediately rebounded back, rolling back to me like a ball. The young man tried to escape with earth escape several times while rolling, but the young master's aura isolated him from the earth, and Qin Xiao could not touch the earth energy.

I saw a fierce light flashing in Qin Xiao's bright eyes. The boy's right hand had already pulled out another Guxi sword in the sheath one third. The magic sword slowly rang out the dragon roar, and the Qingming sword energy was faintly surging back and forth.

——The first move is the best, and then the move is the worst. He cannot let his sword draw.

I spit out a fire lotus on Qin Xiao's right hand. He let go of his hand with pain. My figure had already passed by the boy and took off the Gu Huajian from his waist. Gu Huajian was trembling like a trapped beast dragon in my hand. I held the magic sword tightly and refused to let go.

——I am not the master of this sword, nor have I obtained my master's permission to use the sword. Gu Xi Jian Ling is not at my mercy.

I glanced at the girl in green, and a silver ring came out from her graceful wrist and put it on the Guxi sword. The magic sword was completely settled, and I took it into my own ring.

In the blink of an eye, the fire lotus was already blooming all over Qin Xiao's body, but the fire lotus had never ignited Qin Xiao's face.

I patted my hands, and the fire lotus in the boy's body was extinguished as I wanted.

"Qin Xiao is the closed disciple of Zhenren Lin. He is only seventeen years old, but he has four immortal seedlings with great spiritual roots. He is not experienced enough, so he has a deep understanding. The original nephew, don't ruin his life and Dharma body - after all, we are all friends from the sect who gather together to prove the truth."

Yan Caixia said to me.

"Disciple understand."

I took the scarred boy up, applied elixirs for him, then put a talisman seal to suppress the Yin God, and threw it into Liu Ziyue's shadow.

Then I told all the people,

"There is no longer a restraint from the Sword Sect. We will seize all the five ghost cities on the east wing tonight!"

...

What General Huagai said is true. There is no ghost soldier guarding the five cities in the east wing. It is just that five heavenly gate formations have been set up to draw spiritual power from the earth veins and guide the feng shui within a radius of hundreds of miles to operate. The five red corpse blood qi that lies across the sky. No matter whether the golden elixir is flying, the sword is driven, the spirit beasts and wooden birds are driven, the red corpse energy that is like the five heavenly pillars cannot surpass the red corpse energy that is like the five heavenly pillars.

In common sense, if you want to pass a city, you can only destroy and break it. But no one in the city presides over it, and even the exquisite formations are just a prestigious body. Every hour we have, we occupy an empty city.

The first city of Orange City, Yan Caixia used three thunders to open the city gate, and she rose into the formation to destroy the mandala of the main formation eye. I suddenly had an idea and advised him to keep the mandala, and asked the master of Yan what powerful illusions could change into tens of thousands of guarding ghost soldiers in each city. He also asked the way to preserve the appearance of the ghost gate formation on the outside of the city, and to convert it into Kunlun's Liangyi or Longhu's Heluo formation on the inside.

"Original nephew, regaining Zhucheng occupied by evil spirits one by one is the established strategy of the sect's expedition. You don't want the Sword Sect to know that Kunlun is involved in this expedition, I can understand. But why do we pull out the city and you still have to forge the illusion that the city is still under the control of evil spirits? Isn't you help the Ghost Sect to show off your suspicion of soldiers and deceive the Sword Sect? - I don't agree with your actions."

Yan Caixia said after pondering.

"The disciples think that Lin Zhenren's strategy is exactly what the people behind Yunmeng are thinking. Lin Zhenren is in Yelang City, and the sects in front of him attack slowly and quickly. It is obvious that they use Yunmeng Zhongren to attract more evil ways and gather them together to encircle and annihilate them. He may not care about the delay in conquering Yunmeng City; Yunmeng Zhongren's goal is to complete the soul-summoning ceremony in the city. He does not care about how much evil ways are sacrificed outside the city. The longer the time is, the better it is for him."

I shook my head,

"I feel that Zhenren Lin is a person with high self-esteem. He may still look forward to fighting with the Yunmeng people who completed the ritual, and he is confident that he can save any tide. However, I cannot allow the situation to evolve from the two of them - the Yunmeng people completing the soul-summoning ceremony is the day when Nangong dies. I must mess up their steps. If the Sword Sect is defeated by the Ghost Sect Army, Zhenren Lin can only leave Yelang City and fight with the Yunmeng people in advance. At that time, I will lead the Yunsweeping Group to suddenly intervene in the battlefield and can seize and protect Nangong's heart."

Yan Caixia sighed,

"Minister Lin is one of the few arrogant people in our sect's generation. Your opinion is consistent with his temperament and it makes sense. But you must not forget the morality of teachers and friends among the sects. If you deal with this, I don't know how many people from the Night Sword Sect will lose these few days."

"When the Sword Sect killed Senior Jiang Yelang of the Guizong, he did not let anyone go of his branch sect. At that time, the Lord Yan was holding the head of Lord Jiang, and his expression was gray. I still remember it fresh."

I took a deep breath and said hard without any concealment.

"I have only been in the sect for more than half a year. I have seen a lot of people who were bullied and ordered by the Sword Sect. This is the case with Lingya Gate, Yelang City, and Huanghe City. Just now, Zhong Dajun and Qin Xiao, the Sword Sect members slandered my teachers and friends as evil devils, and scolded you, the sect master, who cannot regain their corpse - I want to vent my anger for the teachers and friends who were bullied and slandered by them."

I looked around the disciples, and they all showed anger.

"The friendship between our Kunlun lecturers and friends does not cover up the personal grievances of the disciples. If everyone does not come, they cannot fight within the sect; they can easily break up outside the sect. Now when encountering such a thing in the heartland of the Middle Land, I don't know what the Dragon and Tiger Sect thinks. We Kunlun will return it to the Sword Sect according to our own way of doing things."

I added that my eyes confronted Yan Caixia's gloomy eyes, and his hands were raised in the air, as if they were about to slash towards my face. When I was a teenager, my father was often shaved his hands. My prediction of Yan Caixia's posture exceeded my prediction of any fists, feet, guns and sticks in the world. The spiritual platform was full of brightness.

I stood stubbornly in the bitter cold wind of the Orange City Tower, waiting for Yan Caixia to slash at my face

——I can eat the fight of you, the lord of the Demon Slayer, but my determination to return to the Sword Sect is unshakable.

"The Lord of Yanyuan. The Sword Sect usually commands us like their branches, but the disciples and others have always been unable to calm down. Because we are all from the sect, we cannot fight with the Sword Sect and can only accumulate unhappiness in our hearts. This really goes against the principle of cultivators pointing directly to the original heart; the original junior brother's suggestion is not only conducive to the development of the battle situation, but also allows the people of the sect to understand the thoughts."

Pianpian protected me and blocked my face that was about to be beaten by Yan Caixia. The Longhu Sect's disciple agreed with her to plead for me.

"Master Yan Yuan, you are too weak. For the same Dragon and Tiger Sect, Papi Dad is ten thousand times stronger than you. My dad said: In order to regain the Lingya Gate you lost, Uncle Shangguan set up a ring alone to deal with the wheel battle between the five real people of the Jian Sect. One Lin Daoming, you are so afraid that you can only vent your anger with Yuan Jiankong and one of the Jindan disciples. He laughed to death."

Princess Lin pulls her aloof,

"Sister Pianpian, go away. I think this confused lord dares to beat Yuan Jiankong. Yan Caixia, if you dare to beat him, everyone here will disband and go home."

"The spirit of the sect's shared hatred against the enemy back then was completely unseen by you children. Alas."

Yan Caixia word by word.

"We Kunlun and Longhu are still the same, but the people of the Sword Sect regard themselves as officials in the cultivation world and are no longer with us."

I said.

"Forget it. The hearts of all disciples are the hearts of my teacher. I will do what you are like as a child. However, the original nephew, I still want to punch you. Five hundred years ago, the sect wanted to put your child down to the jail. You disciples must also remember it!"

I fell down to the sky with my feet, and half of my face was three inches thickened by Yan Caixia's slap, and my pig's head became swollen like that.

I jumped up, and didn't say a word to Yan Caixia. I pulled many formation masters and thief to discuss the setting of the second formation. Yan Caixia stayed away from us, and surrounded the city wall alone with her hands in her arms, while scattering countless talisman paper into the red corpse air. Countless ghost soldiers jumped out of the red corpse air, filling the city towers and guard posts.

Pianpian told me that this is the Tiangang spell of "spreading beans into soldiers". Yan Caixia's talisman paper pretended to be the red corpse energy consumed, and the changing human form seemed to be the energy of the bone soldiers. Outsiders could not judge their authenticity without fighting with these bone soldiers. Each bone soldier has one-third of the combat power of the real bone soldiers and can last for seven days.

"Hehe. I can call you the original pig head in the future. Look at your appearance. You will not be reincarnated like a Nascent Soul in this life, but a pig baby will be reincarnated."

The girl in red mischievously pinched my face and screamed in pain.

In three days, we set all five empty cities into two formations. The outer periphery of the formation is the Heavenly Gate Formation of the Ghost Sect, with a sect presided over the pseudo-formation eye; the core of the formation is a two-angle formation, and a sect presided over the real formation eye. In each city, there are four other fighting golden elixirs hidden in the city tower to guard the four gates, and above the city wall are tens of thousands of fake ghost soldiers who have been sprinkled into soldiers by Yan Caixia.

He did not say a word for a few days and agreed to my approach.
Chapter completed!