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Chapter 102 evil repairs

The sun is rising in the sky, and the county town's fire is soaring into the sky, reflecting the red clouds like the morning glow.

The small city wall of the county town has turned into a long wall of fire. It is unknown what the rebels used to set the fire, which is difficult to extinguish. The fire has burned into the county town, constantly devouring human lives.

Clang...!

The city gate tower collapsed and huge beams rolled down, killing many officers, soldiers and civilians.

The thick smoke from the flames is like a demon from hell devouring everything in front of it. No matter houses or humans, it is difficult to escape the flames, especially the billowing thick smoke that chokes countless people to death.

Somehow, dark clouds rolled in the sky to block the sunlight, and thick smoke mixed with dark clouds made this world bleak.

Near the city wall.

A group of hundreds of officers, soldiers and martial arts warriors hid beside the puddle and watched with miserable expressions as the fire burned the city. Fire and water were merciless. As soon as the flood left, the flames engulfed the county town that had not fallen into the flood. The wind took advantage of the fire and burned the city more and more fiercely.

They are all rebels outside. If you escape from the county, you will be massacred by these rebels who take advantage of the chaos, and there will be no way to survive.

A brother and sister stand side by side in the ranks of officers and soldiers.

The two men's faces were covered with ashes and their bodies were stained with blood, and the long knives in their hands were full of cuts. It was unclear what kind of battle they had gone through.

"Brother... we may not survive." Mo Qin smiled bitterly.

"Alas, it's a pity that my brother failed to protect Qin'er, and I feel ashamed of my parents' souls in heaven. That's all. Being able to walk on the road to hell together can be regarded as having someone to rely on."

"If you die, you will die. Anyway, there is not much nostalgia in this world. If we live one breath, we two brothers and sisters can also be regarded as heroes."

"Hahaha~ Okay! We are all heroes!"

The officers and soldiers who were originally demoralized felt a lot of sadness when they heard that the brothers and sisters were so heroic. They all shouted that they would kill a few more thieves to avenge their fathers and fellow villagers. These officers and soldiers were all recruited local young men, and they had many relatives, friends and neighbors in the city.

The rebels' arson made the officers and soldiers sad and angry. It would be better to kill them if there was no way to survive.

Thinking back on the previous defeat, it was very strange. It was supposed to be a sure-win situation, but unexpectedly, many evil-looking monsters filled with black energy appeared among the rebels. They rushed into the army formation, clawed and bitten, leaving debris everywhere in their path.

Those evil creatures seemed to have entered an uninhabited area and swept across the officers and soldiers. The officers and soldiers were frightened and planned to return to the city wall to defend the city. Who would have thought that those evil creatures would kill them on the city wall!

The rebels set up catapults and fired fireballs to set fire to the county town. The officers and soldiers were defeated.

The two brothers Mo Qin and Mo Yuan retreated with the defeated troops and were finally trapped here unable to move. After dawn, the rebels began to approach the county seat and sent hundreds of thieves and soldiers towards this direction, hoping to kill these hundreds of officers and soldiers in one fell swoop.

Fight and kill with the martyrs.

Just when the officers and soldiers were in danger, Mo Yuan burst out laughing.

"Hahaha~ They are just a group of traitors driven by evil spirits, brothers! Killing one is enough for me to kill two and earn one! Even if I go to the underworld, I can stand up straight! Everyone, are you going together?"

Hearing this, all the officers and soldiers were in high spirits.

These days, I care about my skin, and as a righteous person, I feel that I am higher than those traitors. This thought makes me feel very comfortable.

"I am willing to go with you!" the only captain shouted.

"Come with us!"

The officers and soldiers shouted to boost their morale. They clenched their spears and swords with more determination and reorganized into formation. They sneered and waited for the traitors to rush over.

At this moment, a figure rushed down from the mountain behind the rebels.

Bai Yujun used Qinggong and stepped on the branches to move quickly. When he came to the rebels' rear formation, he crossed straight across without even looking. Anyone who stood in the way was knocked away. His expression was indifferent and he didn't care about those who were killed, the rebels and the evil cultivators.

No one said anything even though he was raped and killed in such a mess, not to mention that Bai Yujun had no time to waste.

Every second that slows down, countless dead souls are sucked away by the ghost cultivator. Time is precious.

From a distance, you can see a man in gray standing on a section of the city wall that is not on fire, holding a foot-long flag and waving it constantly. Every time he waves it, it will attract many dead souls. Bai Yujun has seen the soul-summoning flag before, but it is only the size of a palm, but this

The Soul-Calling Banner is actually so big. Fortunately, the man in gray seems to be only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, so he can still defeat it if he tries hard.

While running, push your legs hard and jump up high!

"Stop! Who dares to bring evil to the world! Why don't you do it quickly?"

It's so cool! As a monster, I can still shout slogans so righteously. I feel so comfortable all over my body. Look, we monsters are also qualified to yell and scold the human race. Or are we still just and aboveboard? Everyone must support the rant. I feel that the scales all over my body are shaking with excitement.

, I wish I could turn into a giant snake and crush it.

The ghost cultivator waving the soul-calling flag was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw the girl wearing a pure Yang Taoist robe in the air.

When he saw the Taoist robe, he was so frightened that he almost threw away the soul-calling flag. Isn't the Chunyang station far away? How could he come so quickly? No! Although the girl is a disciple of Chunyang, she is not assisting the golden elixir monks in various places. Maybe she is just a disciple of Chunyang.

A certain disciple happened to pass by and there was still room for him.

Boom~!

Bai Yujun landed on the city wall, crushed the city bricks with his feet and stood up straight. His gifted magical power controlled the strong wind to blow away the surrounding flames. Two figures, one white and one gray, attracted everyone's attention.

The two sides who were about to fight below the city also saw the figure. The rebels were not sure, so they temporarily stopped to watch the situation.

Mo Qin shouted excitedly.

"Wow! Girl Yujun is indeed an expert!"

Bai Yujun took off the heavy ruler.

"Chun Yang Bai Yujun eliminates demons and protects the Tao! Idle people retreat!"

The battlefield was quiet, and the rebels didn't know whether to attack or retreat. Many of the minions did not expect that they had become an alliance with the evil spirit, and they were frightened and became dissatisfied with their own king.

Many people who know a little bit about the world of cultivating immortals are very excited. Chunyang Palace is the largest sect and has always been regarded as the most famous and upright sect in the world. Whenever evil causes trouble, Chunyang monks must stand up and be admired by the world. Mo Qin and Mo Yuan

He was even more surprised. He didn't expect that he would actually get to know someone from Chunyang Palace, and that he would be able to show off to his colleagues in the future.

The ghost cultivator in gray sneered.

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be the nose of a Huashan calf. What's the matter? Only a little girl like you appears. Is there no one in Chunyang Palace?"

Bai Yujun curled her lips, her pretty face stern.

"I don't even dare to tell you my name. As expected, Xiao is younger."

"you……"

The ghost cultivator in gray clothes was furious. Bai Yujun was right. He did not dare to give out his name and reveal his identity to prevent some powerful people from predicting him through magical powers. However, it was too embarrassing to be scolded by a little girl, so he waved his hands in anger.

The Soul-Calling Banner attacks first.

"The evil soul-eating wind! Rise!"

A gust of wind blows towards Bai Yujun from the soul-calling banner. Although the flames are billowing all around, the temperature of the wind is bone-chilling, as if it will freeze a person's soul!

Bai Yujun placed the heavy ruler in front of him.

"Sitting and forgetting the Sutra! Transforming the Three Purities!"

The spiritual power quickly circulated to create an aura on Bai Yujun's body to isolate the evil wind. Immediately, Bai Yujun, who was originally pure and pure, became even more pure under the blessing of the Three Purities, as if a goddess descended to earth, attracting the attention of countless people.

With a swish sound, he pulled out the horizontal knife and threw it out with all his strength. The horizontal knife whirled and flew towards the ghost cultivator in gray clothes.

He pulled out his heavy ruler, bent his legs slightly and kicked the ground with a loud bang, and rushed towards the ghost cultivator. Bai Yujun was fighting in close combat, so of course he had to get close to hit him. The human cultivator, especially the ghost cultivator, had extremely poor physique. Just one hit could kill him half of his life.

, this is a common problem among monks who specialize in magic.
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