A sword light swayed out, and the sword's momentum was neither complicated nor rapid, as if a child was holding a sword casually.

But a warrior suddenly rushed out of the sticky rod in front of him and hit him head-on into the sword light.

A "swish" sound of the sword trembled slightly, like the cry of autumn cicadas, flashing away.

The sword edge had already pierced the throat of the warrior from the sticky rod.

Gongsun Jiuniang looked light and seemed to have just stabbed a fly to death. With the jade hand moved, the blood on the sword edge was shaken away.

The long vine she used initially naturally could not withstand sharp blade cutting, and was crushed by the enemy in a few breaths, and the long sword was also snatched from the opponent's palm.

The wind roared behind her, and a sword hit her like a storm. Gongsun Jiuniang didn't look back, and the long sword in her hand turned into a pool of autumn water, and the sword that was attacking slowly spread out.

The battles were fierce around him, and many corpses had fallen on the ground, and blood dyed the Buddhist sect pure red.

Even with Gongsun Jiuniang, a master who is close to the top of the master, facing more than a hundred sticking rods and siege by Luowang Siwu people, the Daohui people were still suffering heavy casualties, and there were terrifying howlings coming from time to time.

After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides is too big.

And those who can add to the sticky rod are not easy to deal with. If you enter the state of inner strength, cultivating true qi is considered the basic threshold.

"call!"

Monk Liansheng's face was solemn, he clasped his palm into a knife, and his right hand slashed down.

In an instant, a layer of burning flame seemed to be wrapped in his palm, transforming into various weapons. This was the "Great Prajna Hand" secretly produced by Honglian Temple. It seemed that his hands were skilled, but in fact he could integrate various weapons into it and use them at will.

"Bang!"

With the force of chopping, the phoenix tail hook that An Tai stabbed seemed to hit a poisonous snake seven inches. An Tai's whole body trembled violently, bounced away like an electric shock, and retreated to the outside.

Obviously, they are both second-grade marrow cleaning masters, compared to Liansheng, Antai's cultivation level is still inferior.

At the disadvantage, An Tai had no anxiety on his face, his ears were raised, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Did you hear it? There is no movement on the hillside. Wang Ni is afraid that he will be dead at this moment, and it will be your turn to go on the road later."

Lian Sheng had no expression on his dark face, but his heart was sank.

Although the strength shown by "Wang Yongnian" is beyond imagination, it would be fine if it were only Nalan Binbin and Boyan and the other two were besieged, but there was also an unfathomable eunuch, which forced him to worry.

His eyes were locked in An Tai, his thoughts flashed, and he suddenly looked shocked and he burst into laughter.

The laughter was filled with joy and echoed the whole audience.

An Tai's eyes were cold and he snorted coldly: "Diet to the point of death, and he is still pretending?"

Just as he was about to take action again, An Tai suddenly shook his palms violently, feeling an irresistible powerful force behind him, and the phoenix tail hook in his palm broke free from his hand.

An Tai's expression changed in horror, and he didn't care to turn around and rushed forward quickly.

However, just as he raised one foot, his calf suddenly became cold, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Almost at the same time, his other foot and hands were cold, which made him lose balance and fell to the ground suddenly.

Until his body fell to the ground, the coolness on his feet and hands suddenly melted away, turning into a cold to the bone marrow, and the heart-wrenching cold and severe pain.

"Puff!"

A crisp explosion was heard at the same time, and Antai's hands and feet exploded a huge blood hole, and blood splashed out, making Antai's eyes flushed and also allowed him to glimpse his feet in front of him.

He lay on the ground, raised his eyes and saw a face that made him creepy.

Pei Yuan held the phoenix tail hook in his hand and stepped in front of An Tai, without any intention of talking to him. The long hook in his palm nipped on An Tai's back like a stick, and suddenly made a crisp sound of bone shattering.

Antai let out a scream of pain that reached the extreme, lying on the ground like a maggot, twitching continuously.

"Your Highness, are you okay? Where are those three?"

Liansheng was surprised and mixed with surprise.

Pei Yuan waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about these things later. Let's solve these hawks first."

At this time, the scene was filled with panic. At the sticky rod, the masters of Luowangsi looked frightened and retreated one after another.

After Pei Yuan appeared and An Tai fell to the ground and could not get up, the warriors from the court had no courage to continue fighting and fled in all directions.

Pei Yuan attacked with one step, and swung out like a phoenix tail hook in his palm like a shocking fog, instantly intertwining into a shining light curtain.

Wherever the light curtain wandered, there were wailing screams, and the warriors of the court fell to death.

After the strong wind swept through the fallen leaves, Pei Yuan stopped killing and handed over the remaining enemies to Liansheng and others.

Gongsun Jiuniang walked to Pei Yuan, looked at the bloody sword in her hand, threw it away, and sighed: "It's a pity that this time it will affect the senior brothers in Huaian Temple."

Pei Yuan also knew that so many people died in the court this time, and it was a dream to enjoy the purity of Huaian Temple.

The number of people who die is actually secondary.

The main reason is that the dead are too heavy, Nalan Binbin, Fuxiang, Boyan... Regardless of martial arts, they are all big figures in the court, and a dead eunuch who dares to call himself "I" and is neither a man nor a ghost...

"Please advise them to go down the mountain and hide for the time being."

Pei Yuandao.

Gongsun Jiuniang had no good idea, so she nodded: "That's all we can do."

As he said that, he walked into the temple.

In fact, there was no need for Gongsun Jiuniang to persuade her. Even the monks who were influenced by Pei Yuan's will woke up and looked out in fear.

When Gongsun Jiuniang found the monks and told them about the matter, these people were all sad and sighed.

But seeing the fierce power of Pei Yuan and his group, he didn't dare to show his anger at all. He could only admit that he was unlucky. As for how he scolded him in his heart, he didn't know.

About a quarter of an hour later, Liansheng and others ended the battle, but let the other party escape more than a dozen people.

There were only eleven people left in the more than 20 members of the Dao Society brought by Liansheng. They were still angry and cut off the enemy's heads on the ground one by one.

Someone saw An Tai, who was lying on the ground and gasping for breath, rushed over in anger and waved his knife to chop off his head, but was stopped by Lian Sheng.

As one of the five banner leaders of Luowangsi, Antai has a high position and a powerful position. He knows many secrets of the court. He is much more valuable than the dead when he is alive.

Moreover, Pei Yuan caught An Tai, so the other party had the final say on what to do.

So Liansheng asked Pei Yuan for his opinion.

Pei Yuan said indifferently: "Leave it to you to deal with it."

Then he changed his subject, looked at Liansheng and said, "Master, I have no other hobbies in my life, but I am obsessed with martial arts. I wonder if the master can give me some advice."

Liansheng knew that this so-called advice was not really asking him. With the martial arts shown by the other party, he was afraid that he would not be the best in the world. How could he dare to give advice?

All the other party is interested in is his martial arts.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this persistence in martial arts that Your Highness has achieved such amazing achievements at a young age.

Liansheng sighed: "What I have learned throughout my life, I can tell Your Highness now. Only the secret passage of the "Red Lotus Sutra", but I cannot make the decision. This sutra is the treasure book of my Honglian Temple Town Sect. If you want to pass it on to others, you must obtain the consent of the other four brothers..."

When he said this, a deep hatred arose in his heart.

"It's a pseudo-Kang destroyed my Honglian Temple back then, and even one-third of the "Red Lotus Sutra" was taken away. We are not fully inherited. Otherwise, although my monk had a shallow qualification, my brother Fang's talent would definitely be among the top ranks in the world! Alas!"

Liansheng invited again: "Your Highness, this time the pseudo-Kang court has lost its troops and generals. If you find you next time, I am afraid that more experts will be dispatched. Please follow me to the main hall of the Daohui Association... Your Highness is full of expectations from the Xia people in the world, and with a shout, it will inevitably be a gathering of Jingcheng..."
Chapter completed!