Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 487

The white-crowned wolf king Chang Wushuang and Li Chengyuan fought one death and one serious injury. The disciples of the Ming Cult had already reported to the saint Lin Xi. She lay lazily halfway in the soft sedan chair, squinted her eyes to look at the peak, and said lightly : "Is the wolf king dead?"

The congregation didn't dare to make a sound, Lin Xi bowed his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hands and said, "If you die, you die! It's almost time, give an order!"

A guard beside Lin Xi rushed forward, and took out a small cylinder from his arms with his right hand. With a pull of power, a little flame shot straight into the sky with a sharp whistle, blasting thousands of brilliant flowers in the night sky. Fireworks can be heard clearly everywhere up and down the mountain.

Seeing the fireworks rising into the sky, the hearts of Song Shujian on the mountainside and Xie Guangling on the peak sank at the same time. Song Shujian's mind was divided and he was almost hit by one of Mo Jun's palms.Hastily retreated a few steps, calmed down, and continued to deal with the opponent.

Xie Guangling was standing on the gossip cloud platform, and saw dozens of small light spots suddenly appearing around Yuxu Peak at a glance, he hurriedly looked at them, but saw those dozens of light spots walking in the sky, flying from all directions at an extremely fast speed. Surrounded up.

It turned out that Lin Xi was cautious, and in order to prevent a frontal attack from being unfavorable, he deliberately ambushed a group of people, scattered around Yuxu Peak, and did not move.At this time, seeing that the offensive was blocked, he immediately sent out a signal, ordering the people who were lurking along the way to attack immediately.

This team is selected from thousands of Mingjiao congregants, and all of them are of high-level or even full-scale cultivation. If they are facing the enemy head-on, they can even fight against the enemy. The innate masters competed against each other.At this time, in the stalemate situation, the outstanding soldiers really caused chaos in Chunyang Palace.

Xie Guangling sighed, reached out and took off the lightsaber, raised his head, and stared at the deep and dark night sky.

Sure enough, within a short while, seven or eight giant eagles flew down from the clouds.Sitting on the back of each giant eagle is a big man in black clothes and black hat, each with a weapon in his hand, staring at the top of Yuxu Peak covetously, as long as they approach, they will immediately kill.

This gossip cloud platform is the highest point of Yuxu Peak, as soon as the Mingjiao disciples approached, they immediately stared at this high platform, saw an old man with long beard standing upright holding a sword, knew that this must be a big man from Chunyang Palace , Immediately with a whistle, the giant eagles lowered their flight altitudes, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

There were chirping sounds, but black light flickered in everyone's hands, each took out a powerful crossbow, pulled the spring, and for a moment the arrows were like flying locusts, Xie Guangling resisted the parry with his hand, and at the same time retreated step by step, attracting everyone to approach.

Hearing the roar of the tiger, the three fastest-flying members of the Ming Cult threw away the long crossbows that had shot out of the arrows, pulled out the scimitars from their waists with their backhands, and jumped down from the eagle's back together, with cold light flashing, all Qi attacked Xie Guangling.

Xie Guangling has encountered many storms and waves in his life. At this time, he is not afraid, and he swung his long sword horizontally, "crossing the Qinling Mountains", and immediately smashed the three scimitars at the same time. The tip of the sword had already pierced the chest of the first person.

Seeing that the man was about to be hurt by Xie Guangling's sword, suddenly a scimitar stretched out beside him, and there was a loud "dang", how could that scimitar stand up to the bright sword in Xie Guangling's hand?It broke from it immediately, and the half of the knife head fell to the ground with a clang, but it also relieved the danger of the man's chest piercing on the spot.

Xie Guangling's eyes showed surprise, he stabbed three times in a row, and stabbed three people separately, but was blocked by those three people.Seeing that the three people were in a critical situation, several members of the congregation hurriedly came to help. The twelve scimitars in the hands of the six circled back and forth, forming six rings of sabers, surrounding them, guarding them extremely tightly.

After more than ten moves in the fight, Xie Guangling has already noticed that these people have practiced a unique set of saber techniques. They cooperate closely, defend more and attack less, and they are better at defending than attacking. Several people team up to entangle powerful opponents.Immediately, he flicked the long sword, and suddenly burst out Zhang Xu's sword energy, piercing the chest of an opponent in front of him with a "chi", blood splattered immediately, and he died on the spot.

Seeing their comrades died in battle, the members of the Ming Cult seemed unmoved. Someone next to him whistled again and again, and immediately the remaining seven formed a formation, three in front and four in the rear, interlocking each other, splashing water with the scimitar do not enter.No matter how many times Xie Guangling attacked, they were blocked by several people.

At this time, apart from Xie Guangling guarding the gossip cloud platform, giant eagles landed in the remaining directions, fires rose from all directions, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard faintly. Xie Guangling was anxious and wanted to forcefully break out, but was The seven people stopped them desperately, but they couldn't get rid of them in a hurry.

Just when Xie Guangling was burning with anxiety, he heard a long howl from far away, the sound was like rushing thunder, as far away as the mighty Yangtze River came.Up and down Yuxu Peak, everyone could hear clearly.

Hearing this voice, Xie Guangling immediately felt relieved, and Song Shujian also showed a smile. With a palm, Mo Junzhi was shocked back a few steps, and said with a smile: "Prince Mo Ming, I'm afraid we will be very tired if we fight until dawn." It’s hard to tell the winner, why not let it go?”

Mo Junzhi glanced at the top of Yuxu Peak, shook his head slightly, and said: "The victory is not yet decided, how can we give up?"

Song Shujian seemed to have expected Mo Junzhi's reaction long ago, but he laughed and said, "If that's the case, please break the formation!"

Mo Junzhi was startled suddenly, and hurriedly lowered his head to look, only to see that on the ground where he and Song Shujian fought, the residual true energy could be seen slowly congealing everywhere, and countless ancient runes appeared in the cloud and disappeared one by one. .I couldn't help being startled in my heart, and frowned and said: "It's worthy of being a hidden face, even the old man didn't realize it, and he fell into your tricks..."

Song Shujian chuckled, held the universe plate in his hand, gathered his fingers together in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song's Eight-Sect Heavenly Lock Formation, please guide Mo Mingwang!"

As he lightly pressed the universe disk, endless mist rose all around suddenly, the gossip cloud was shining brilliantly, and countless talismans flickered together, trapping Mo Junzhi in the formation, the black shadow flashed, and the two of them were in the mist at the same time. disappeared.

At the top of Yuxu Peak, a black shadow flew over quickly, and a man in black on the back of the giant eagle was holding a pair of halberds, and rushed into the crowd like lightning, like a ball of halberds. The enemy, blood splattered, stumps and arms flying all over the sky.In just an instant, four or five people died in his hands.

Guo Pengcheng stood in front of the Zicui Hall gate, guarding the gate with a few Chunyang disciples. His long hair was disheveled and his hands and feet were so weak. When he saw the reinforcements coming, he couldn't help being overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Mr. Tao, you finally come!"

I saw the man holding the two halberds striding over, under the light of the fire, showing a stern face, it was the "Black Eagle" Tao Shuangting, the commander of Chunyang.He nodded slightly and asked, "Where is Mr. Song?"

"Mr. Song is dealing with the enemy at the outer gate, and I don't know how the battle is going!"

Tao Shuangting turned his head to look, and saw dozens of Ming Cultists dressed in black holding torches, setting fires everywhere, their faces so gloomy that they almost dripped water, he snorted coldly, and said: "A group of rats, how dare you do this?" presumptuous?"

He turned his head and ordered: "You guard the door, and I will help the elder!"

Guo Pengcheng held the long sword tightly, and said with emotion: "Mr. Tao just go, there are disciples guarding here, as long as there is breath, the enemy will definitely not let the enemy take advantage of it!"

(End of this chapter)