Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 939 Decisive Battle 01
An unfeeling son dared to face all the Nestorian elites alone, which made the Confucian sects feel embarrassed, fearing that others would think he was timid, and followed him to kill him.

The actions of Master Feiqing are like lighting a fuse, and the head is like a dam full of water, and the overflow spreads down.

There are seventy or eighty experts from the Shenwu Pavilion and the palaces of the princes of the counties. Li Jingtang was about to speak when Lin Fengzhi stopped him and said, "Three great masters, take precautions against fraud and let the Confucianists fight first."

No matter whether there is fraud or not, it will be beneficial and harmless for the Confucianists to consume Nestorianism first, and then they will clean up the mess later.

Li Jingtang lost dozens of masters in Shenwu Pavilion last night, hated Nestorian to the bone, wished to go on and kill Dong Jin and others, sweeping away the haze in his heart.

On the other side, the remaining dozen or so people are already the few living forces in the Shenwu Pavilion. If a few more die, even if Nestorianism can be eradicated, there is no way to explain to the elders when they go back.

Thinking of this, I used Lin Fengzhi's excuse: "To avoid fraud, wait a little longer."

Yu Baiyi has an insight into the overall situation, her goal is not a small guy, capture the thief first, capture the king first, as long as Wei Wuji is captured, all Nestorian elites will be defeated like a mountain.

Lightning strikes, silver light flashes for a while, the gully is bright, and an old man can be seen from a distance pointing to the mountains and rivers, it is undoubtedly Wei Wuji.

Yu Baiyi immediately flew down towards a white rainbow, without needing to speak, the disciples of Lei Yuanzong followed closely behind.

Gu Yuyao was the last one to act, and looked back at Xie Fu specifically: "You stay here."

After all, the man rushed down to the bottom of the ravine.

Xie Fu said to the two women beside him: "This is my aunt, you two remember to protect her safety at all times."

Hongye didn't know if she was jealous, but said: "I only protect your safety, I don't care about other people."

Xie Fu said: "This is my wife's cousin. If anything happens, I will be spanked when I go back."

Hongye sneered: "Okay."

Seeing that the two sides have already met and fought together, if the people from Shenwu Pavilion do not act, it will be unreasonable. Li Jingtang said coldly: "There is no need to show mercy, as long as it is a remnant of Nestorianism, there will be no mercy!"

Master Tianjing heard the words but did not know why he recited the Buddha's name: "Ani Tuo Buddha."

Xie Fu said sarcastically: "Master Tianjing, at this moment, I don't know how you can save all sentient beings?"

Many things are completely unreasonable, like two packs of wolves fighting for territory.

Animals are like this, so are people. Only victory has the right to survive, and it has been like this since ancient times.

When Xie Fu got down to the bottom of the pit, he couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

There is a huge Shura field in front of you, hundreds of people on both sides are fighting, under the flash of lightning, swords and swords, everyone is fighting fiercely, forgetting life and death.

Blood and flesh splattered horizontally, and the screams of death were intertwined, and the scene was extremely horrifying.

Martial arts have thresholds, and each person in martial arts is selected from thousands of thousands. If this group of people is used on the battlefield, they can almost fight against the existence of thousands of troops.

It's a pity that they kill and consume each other.

The Nestorian side seems to have produced all the elites, and the six departments of Zaidao have been released together. The Jijiao envoy Xiao Xiong led one, the Guanjiao envoy Miao Xian led one, the Lijiao envoy Dong Jin led one, and the western protector Wei Wuji led two.

This is the decisive battle between the two sides.

Xie Fu couldn't find the Nestorian Saintess with his eyes, and felt something was wrong in his heart. Since it was a decisive battle, why was the Nestorian Saintess absent, and Wei Wuji was the only leader.

From Xie Fu's point of view, Lan Ning, who did not know what magical skill he had practiced, was much more powerful than Wei Wuji.

She alone is enough to sweep away many masters, so why did Wei Wuji, Xiao Xiong and others struggle to support her.

Wei Wuji was very fierce, and he fought against the three leaders of Tianwuzong, Danxiazong, and Canglongzong by himself, and he did not lose the wind in the slightest.

Xiao Xiong, Miao Xian, and Dong Jin are also very fierce. If everyone in the Nestorian Church is the generation of Xiao Xiong and Miao Xian, they are naturally invincible teachers.

It's a pity that there are too few masters like them among the Nestorians. Even fighting with nearly ten schools of Confucianism is already very difficult and at a disadvantage.

When the masters from Shenwu Pavilion and the palaces of the counties arrived, Nestorian was immediately defeated.

Li Jingtang led more than a dozen masters to attack in a straight line, none of them had a single general, and those who stood in the way would die immediately.

It is these dozen or so people who are no less terrifying than the hundreds of Confucianism sects. Those who survived last night were all the elites of the Shenwu Pavilion elites.

Li Jingtang's goal is very clear, Lijiao envoy Dong Jin and the Ministry of Li under his leadership.

When he was killed, Li Jingtang shouted loudly: "Masters of Confucianism, I, Shenwu Pavilion, will deal with this Nestorian Confucianism Department."

Before these Confucian disciples could react, their opponents were quickly snatched away.

The corpse poison on his body has been detoxified, and he can use his true energy freely, which is completely different from last night.

More than a dozen masters of Shenwu Pavilion were swept away like wind and clouds, and nearly a hundred congregants of Zailibu were massacred in a short time.

This cannot be called a battle at all. The strength of the two sides is very different, and it is a unilateral massacre.

Without using intrigues and tricks, Zailibu faced Shenwu Pavilion, and it was like hitting a stone with an egg.

When Dong Jin came to his senses, all his subordinates had fallen, and in front of him stood a dozen or so masters headed by Li Jingtang, all of whom were unharmed.

Li Jingtang is not the only one who can kill Dong Jin among these dozens of people, and there are not a few who can draw with Dong Jin.

But everyone didn't intend to do anything to Dong Jin, because this head belonged to the three masters.

If you don't kill Dong Jin with your own hands, I'm afraid it will become the heart disease of the three of them for the rest of their lives.

Li Jingtang smiled and said, "Dong Jin, I said I would kill you."

Although there was only one person left in Dong Jin, his expression was serious and he was not afraid at all: "Li Jingtang, I have always wanted to test your depth."

Li Jingtang raised his single palm and said proudly: "I can deal with you with one hand!"

"Li Jingtang! Then I will let you know how powerful I am!"

After finishing speaking, Dong Jinren and the sword turned into a sharp arrow and stabbed at Li Jingtang.

Li Jingtang calmly raised his arms and stretched his palms, but when the sword reached Li Jingtang's front, it suddenly slowed down and then bent.

As if stroking a child's forehead, Li Jingtang lightly pressed his palm on Dong Jin's Yintang, and Dong Jin immediately stood still, with blood flowing from the seven holes.

"47, how?"

Li Jingtang wanted to use this method to wash away the shame from Shenwu Pavilion.

Dong Jin smiled strangely: "Li Jingtang, you still have to die here."

Li Jingtang's face turned cold, and he exerted force with his palms, bursting out with true energy, and instantly blasted Dong Jin into blood, leaving no hair left.

Ye Feng's duty is to protect Xie Fu's safety, this is not his battle.

As for Hongye and Su Zaomu, they turned a blind eye without Xie Fu's order.

Only Tie Xue cared, seeing that Nestorian was at a great disadvantage, there was no need for him to take action.

The instinct of being a fast catcher made him pay more attention to the overall situation and guard against Nestorian plots.

He suddenly said, "No, only five books are at war, while Nestorianism has six books on Taoism."

Ye Feng said: "Perhaps there will be no more Nestorian books."

When the Dajing Nestorianism was at its peak, there was one leader, the double kings of the sun and the moon, the elders of the guardians of the four directions, and the six envoys of the Taoism. In today's decisive battle, only Xihu Dharma Wei Wuji and the three envoys can win .

It is far worse than it was back then, if not, how dare you attack Nestorian if you don't have a Taoist master to lead the army.

At this moment, the top of the pit suddenly shone with silver light, and it seemed that nearly a hundred bronze mirrors appeared at the same time.

No need to guess, it was another conspiracy set up by Nestorian.

Ye Feng blurted out: "This is the last one."

The originally dense sky above the dark clouds seems to be attracted by some kind of force, and quickly gathers towards the upper end of the pit. It is as thick as ink, and the sound of babbling electricity is transmitted from the sky to the ground, which is clearly heard.

In the eyes of Master Tianjing, this scene is like Xie Fu's mantra of Xiaotian Lei Mishen that day.

Back then, the thunder was guided by human power Shenao, but now the trend is like the power of the sky, and it wants to destroy everyone in the entire pit.

Master Tianjing said in surprise, "Could it be that the Nestorians want to die together!"

Tie Xue heard the words and saw that the Nestorians had no fear on their faces, and everyone regarded death as home, and suddenly felt that this possibility is not impossible.

There was a long and sharp sound in the sky, and the lightning spread down as a grid.

Master Tianjing made a decisive decision: "Spread the world! The Supreme King Kong City!"

The monks were immediately located in the four directions, with Master Tianjing in the center, and as he recited the eighteen seals, a round of wishful wheel rails glowing with golden light covered everyone including Xie Fu.

(End of this chapter)