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Chapter 816 That’s it? Destroy the rebels! (Please order in full!)

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When Tong Guan died, his tribe could not believe it at first, and then they started to riot to avenge him, but the next moment they saw Hua Twelve flying into the sky with his men, they were all shocked.

Seeing the opportunity, Yue Fei drew his sword and chopped two of Tong Guan's cronies, and shouted loudly:

"Tong Guan colluded with Fang La to frame us. Now that he is being executed, who dares to disobey?"

The child never told lies. After saying this, Yue Fei's face turned red.

However, the effect was obvious. Everyone in Tong Guan's tribe was frightened when they saw Hua Twelve Feitian. Now that Yue Fei started killing, and the surrounding Beijing shield formation pressed forward, no one dared to think anything about it.

They were not directly under Tong Guan's Western Army, but were temporarily transferred from other places to suppress the bandits. The two big bosses were fighting, and they had no need to participate.

Immediately, a Yu Hou in the army shouted: "We are willing to listen to the general's orders!"

In mid-air, Hua Twelve, who was flying towards the Zhuxian Temple, saw Ma Xiaoling's surprised expression of seeing a ghost, and couldn't help but feel a little funny:

"Isn't it just flying? Are you so surprised?"

Ma Xiaoling asked curiously: "Fairy? Monster?"

Hua Twelve chuckled: "Am I so inhuman?"

When Ma Xiaoling heard what he said was interesting, she smiled, but then quickly stopped:

"Have you ever seen anyone who can fly?"

"How not!"

Hua Twelve directly retorted: "Fu Liezi walks against the wind, calm and good, and then turns back after five days in ten days. If you take advantage of the righteousness of the heaven and the earth, and control the debate of the six qi, if you want to swim infinitely, you will be treated badly." ?”

"Thankfully, you are still a descendant of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, but you don't even know the allusion of Liezi Yufeng!"

"Bah, you don't know, Xiaoyaoyou, do you think you are Liezi or Zhuangzi?"

Hua Twelve showed a hint of joy: "I am the current successor of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

He was traveling very fast against the wind. Within a few words, the two of them had arrived at the Zhuxian Temple. They saw thousands of people inside and outside the temple. Sure enough, this was where the rebels were hiding.

Hua Twelve was about to fall when he suddenly heard a shout of killing coming from afar. He couldn't help but glance in the direction of the sound. He saw that this place was not far from the northwest city wall, and he could see the head of the city. There were numerous figures, and there were constant shouts of killing.

Apparently as soon as the barrier was broken, Han Shizhong and the others outside had already launched an offensive and were fighting against the city defenders.

Boom boom!

Two loud noises were heard, and a smile appeared on Hua Twelve's face. This sound was all too familiar to him. It was the sound of his men blasting the city gate with thunder.

"Ok?"

Hua Twelve's figure was erratic, moving half a foot sideways in mid-air, and with a swish, a cold arrow passed by him.

Immediately afterwards, more and more arrows were fired, but the thieves guarding the Zhuxian Temple below had already discovered traces of Hua Twelve in mid-air.

Ma Xiaoling was a little anxious: "Get down quickly, you can only be a living target in the air!"

Naturally, Hua Twelve was not afraid of the rain of arrows coming from him, but he did not dare to say that he was good at it. He swooped down like a shanruliu, his body flashing slightly as he went, and he avoided most of the arrows. It was really impossible to avoid them. Yes, you can bounce the arrow away with just a flick of your finger.

When he was still three feet away from the ground, he opened his right hand and was about to use the 'Xuanqing Gangqi Grand Capture' to start a killing spree, so that these rebels could learn what the palm technique of falling from the sky was.

But at this time, Ma Xiaoling, who was held by him with his left hand, formed a seal with her hands and shouted softly: "The Dragon God's order, the Wind God's borrowed method, the Nine Dragons' Immobilization Spell to Bind Ghosts, Ding!"

A strong wind blew by, and in the next instant, all the rebel soldiers around the Zhuxian Temple were immobilized.

Hua Twelve was a little surprised. You must know that even the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and the headmaster of Maoshan would not cast spells directly on the military formation for fear of the evil influence and backlash, but this girl actually immobilized thousands of people below at the same time. To rebel against a thief is simply unbelievable.

But in an instant, he figured it out again. Ma Xiaoling's spell just now was 'Dragon God's Order, Wind God's Borrowed Magic'. It was obviously not her own ability, but a spell cast by the Ma family's dragon. Only in this way could it make sense.

After Ma Xiaoling finished casting the spell, she urged: "Hurry up, there are too many people below. My holding technique can usually last for five hours, but now it can only last for half an hour!"

"Half an hour is enough!"

Hua Twelve withdrew the palm he was about to press down and landed directly on the ground with Ma Xiaoling. He was not a murderous person. Since these people were immobilized by magic, there was no need to kill them all.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, three feather arrows were shot in a perfect glyph pattern, two were aimed at him, and one was aimed at Ma Xiaoling's heart. It was obvious that someone was not affected by the immobilizing spell.

The arrow came very fast, and it was almost when they were close that Hua Twelve and Ma Xiaoling heard the sound of the bowstring vibrating.

Ma Xiaoling was startled. Although she saw the feather arrow, her body could not keep up with the reaction and could not effectively respond to the unexpected feather arrow. She could only watch the feather arrow shoot towards her heart.

choke!

With a flash of cold light, Hua Twelve drew his sword in his hand, and three feather arrows broke into two pieces half a foot in front of the two of them and fell to the ground.

But the crisis was not resolved. Then, arrows were shot from all directions in a continuous stream. In the dark night, a figure was erratic, wandering around the two of them like a ghost. It seemed that the rain of arrows shot by many people at the same time was actually this person. It was shot out with three arrows in one bow, and the arrows were very tricky.

Some were shot with three feathered arrows swirling around, while others were shot in an arc, with the three feathered arrows taking three routes respectively.

In short, the opponent's ejaculation skills are excellent, not inferior to Hua Rong's.

"Pang Wanchun!"

Hua Twelve identified the opponent without much thought. Among the masters under Wang Qing and Fang La, the only one with such shooting skills was Pang Wanchun, nicknamed "Xiao Yang Youji".

This kind of archery skills, coupled with a strong bow, and close to innate strength, even an ordinary innate great master would have to go through a lot of trouble to encounter.

It's a pity that he met Hua Twelve. The gap in strength between the two was so huge that it couldn't be bridged by pure skills, even the miraculous shooting skills.

Just when Pang Wanchun used his unique skill of "Nine Stars Lianzhu", Hua Twelve casually shot out the Lingbao Sword.

As if a ghost's movement suddenly stopped, Pang Wanchun had a sword stuck in his chest. He was carried by the blade and flew a distance. With a clang, he was nailed to the large copper incense burner in front of the main hall of Zhuxian Temple.

And at the moment when Hua Twelve Treasure Swords were released, there was a 'bang' above his head behind him, and black mist rose. A graceful and beautiful woman appeared out of thin air, holding two short and one-foot-two-inch blades with small blades. , there are purple lines emerging on the blade, and under the moonlight, it emits a purple light.

At the same time, someone rushed towards Hua Twelve with a long knife in his hand. The knife followed the person and swept over him, as fast as wind and thunder.

This man, Hua Twelve, recognized him as the Ming Cult Wind-Splitting Sword Shibao whom he had fought against before, under Fang La!

With Shi Bao's sword, the sharp edge of energy locked all the space in front of Hua Twelve where he could dodge, including Ma Xiaoling.

If Hua Twelve wanted to dodge Shi Bao's wonderful sword, he could only use Qinggong to jump up. However, the woman who suddenly appeared behind him was condescending and blocked the possibility of him jumping up.

This was not considered a decisive blow. At the same time, more than a dozen experts appeared in front of the main hall of Zhuxian Temple. They quickly took up positions and locked him in all directions.

Based on the vague memory of the original book and the intelligence information collected by the court before the expedition to counter the rebellion, Hua Twelve guessed the identities of these people one by one.

I won’t mention Baoguang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue. We had a close relationship before.

The rest, such as Liu Yun, Fang Jie, Fang Baihua, Li Tianrun, etc., are all under Fang La, envoys and Dharma kings in the Ming sect.

There are seven or eight others, such as Yuan Lang, Liu Yuan, Teng Kan, etc., who are all masters under Wang Qing.

As soon as these people appeared, they each used their lifelong skills to launch the strongest attack.

At this moment, even Ma Xiaoling, who was next to Hua Twelve, felt like the hairs on her body were rising and she was completely enveloped by the crisis.

Hua Twelve didn't pay much attention. What he was curious about was why there was a strange blood line in these people's eyes.

These blood lines are extremely difficult to detect. If these people's eyes were not firmly fixed on him at this time, it would be difficult for Hua Twelve to detect them.

Although I feel something is wrong, they are all enemies, so it doesn't really matter what they are.

Hua Twelve pressed his right hand forward, and instantly a huge blue phantom handprint condensed in front of him, and he shot it out suddenly.

The famous Splitting Wind Knife Shibao in the south of the Yangtze River instantly bleeds from all its orifices, and the skin on the face, neck, and palms, as long as it is exposed from the front, cracks in an instant.

This is not the result of Hua Twelve's magical powers, but the reason why Shi Bao himself cannot bear the pressure as the giant palm approaches.

"Ah~!!!"

Despite suffering such pain, Shi Bao still did not take a step back and swept across with his handprint.

Bang!

Including Shi Bao, the four or five masters in front of him exploded into blood mist.

Among the masters of frontal attacks, only Baoguang Tathagata Deng Yuanjue was not dead, but he stopped, his legs gave way and he knelt on the ground. The iron Zen staff fell, and at the same time his mouth and nose began to bleed. Although he was not dead, he could no longer fight. .

When Hua Twelve took the hand seals, his bones all over his body exploded, and his height shrank by more than a foot. Ever since he reached the realm of seeing gods and being indestructible, his bone-shrinking skills had reached a level of perfection.

This shrinking was just right, just in time to avoid the double-edged sneak attack of the woman behind him.

The woman missed her move, twisted in the air, and wanted to attack again, but at this time, Hua Twelve kicked Zijin Guan upside down, and struck her shoulder like lightning.

With a click, half of the woman's body collapsed from her shoulders, and she flew four to five feet away, directly hitting the side wall of the side hall of Zhuxian Temple, cracking the wall and causing the woman to lose her breath instantly.

After getting rid of the enemies at the front and rear, there were still experts besieging him on the left and right. Hua Twelve's figure flashed and he disappeared.

It doesn't matter that he disappeared. Ma Xiaoling almost went crazy. Looking at the masters attacking from both sides, she didn't know how to deal with it. Use martial arts. She felt that she was like a mantis in front of these masters. Use Taoism. The opponent came too fast. She didn't even have time to make the seal and recite the incantation.

Just when Ma Xiaoling felt that she was certain to die, she saw Hua Twelve appearing behind the attacking masters from both sides.

After these Hua Twelve figures appeared, they simultaneously pressed their palms against the heads of the enemies.

The next moment, seven or eight Hua Twelve shattered like phantoms and disappeared, leaving only the body standing in front of her with hands behind her back.

"Awesome!" Ma Xiaoling raised her thumb in front of Hua Twelve. She felt that if she were a boy, her current two-word line would definitely be replaced by 'fuck' to express the shock in her heart at this time.

Hua Twelve reached out and pushed her head aside: "Go away, you are blocking my view!" He was looking at the woman behind Ma Xiaoling who was kicked out by him. According to the court's intelligence, this woman looked like Wang Qing's. My wife is Duan Sanniang, the demon from Huaixi.

The main reason why Hua Twelve paid attention to this woman was that the woman's appearance just now was so strange that even he didn't understand what was going on, so he was curious.

"you!"

Ma Xiaoling was a arrogant person. She was about to get angry after being treated like this. When Hua Twelve waved, the two short blades used to attack the woman flew over and fell into his hands.

Ma Xiaoling is also a person who knows what is good. When she saw that the blades of these two daggers seemed to have a cold glow and were extremely sharp, she knew they were good things. She glanced at the hilts of the two knives and saw the words engraved on them, and subconsciously read out "Two Demons." , Tianzhan?"

Her eyes lit up: "Double Demon Heavenly Slayer, what a domineering name!"

Hua Twelve rolled his eyelids: "It's 'Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty', sister, you are from Hong Kong Island, haven't you seen Huang Daxia's "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty"!"

Ma Xiaoling was really shocked this time: "How is it possible? Isn't that something from martial arts novels?"

Hua Twelve was too lazy to tell her. He couldn't tell her that you were actually a character in the TV series. He handed the 'Double Cut of Demons' to Ma Xiaoling: "I'll lend it to you for self-defense first!"

He turned around and walked to the kneeling Deng Yuanjue: "Everyone else is dead, but you will not die. Master is so handsome with his hard skills, but I have a heart-breaking palm, which is designed to hit the outside and shock the inside, and break people's hard skills. I don't know, master, what are you doing?" How to deal with it?”

As he spoke, he casually slapped Deng Yuanjue on the heart with his palm.

With a soft sound, the back of Deng Yuanjue's robe exploded into the shape of a handprint, revealing the intact skin underneath.

At this moment, Deng Yuanjue's mouth and nose were bleeding profusely. The great monk's eyes finally dimmed and he slowly lowered his eyes!

"what?"

Hua Twelve slapped his palm down and felt that the monk had something in his arms. He immediately felt around in his arms and found a piece of animal skin.

The animal skin was the leather of an unknown beast. It was soft yet tough. When you unfolded it, you could see that it was covered with dense writings.

When Hua Twelve opened it, he first glanced at the signature at the bottom, which was the words 'An Jingsi'. He felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he forgot where he had heard it.

Looking up, I saw a title on the top of the leather, which read, 'The best hard skills in the world! 'A few words.

"Oh, that's such a big tone. You're the best in the world and you want me to die?"

Hua Twelve just sighed a little, then put the animal skin in his arms, so that Ma Xiaoling, who wanted to take a look, didn't see a word, and the latter said angrily:

"What baby, why are you so stingy!"

Hua Twelve did not quarrel with her, but fixed his gaze on a middle-aged man in green who suddenly appeared in front of the hall door.

The middle-aged man was dressed in green clothes, with his long hair tied behind his back by a rope, and a long sword hanging from his waist. As he stood there, he exuded a fierce sword spirit.

This man's sword intention was extremely powerful, which gave Hua Twelve a very strange feeling. If he looked at it with the naked eye, then he was a person, but if he sensed it with the five senses, then what stood in front of the door was an indestructible sword.

Ma Xiaoling has practiced magic since she was a child, and her perception is also very strong. She followed Hua Twelve's gaze and blurted out subconsciously:

"Man and sword unite!"

Hua Twelve also praised: "How could anyone dare to block my way? What a bitch!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, pulled out the Lingbao Sword from Pang Wanchun who was nailed to the copper incense burner, and then flew up with a kick, kicking the copper incense burner that weighed more than a thousand kilograms directly towards the sword master.

Buzz~!

The sound of the sword was like a dragon's roar, and the incense burner was cut in half by a sword light. The middle-aged man in green rushed over with his sword in one, and the sword light was like rain, covering Hua Twelve and Ma Xiaoling.

"Finally something decent!"

There was a look of longing in Hua Twelve's eyes, because he felt that the man in Tsing Yi was definitely a master of the Martial Saint realm, and he was also a Martial Saint at the level of a half-step human immortal, no worse than the Xixia Martial Saint he sucked. If this made him If you suck it, even if you can't break through to the human fairyland, I'm afraid it's not far behind.

His mind was spinning, just for a moment. Hua Twelve held a knife in his right hand, stepped on it, and faced him head-on, with direct force.

In the next moment, with the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, two masters from the Half-Step Immortal Realm were fighting together.

The scattered aura split the surrounding area with countless knife marks and sword marks.

Ma Xiaoling put a protective spell on herself and stayed away, but the bandits around her who were immobilized by her were not so lucky. They were only swept away by the fighting aura of Hua Twelve and the man in green, and they were torn apart or hanged. Into meat paste.

"Dugu Nine Swords?"

The two of them fought dozens of moves. Hua Twelve was shocked to find that he was at a disadvantage. No matter how he moved, the opponent seemed to have calculated it and could break it at will. He felt like the Dugu Nine Swords, but It's also somewhat specious.

When Hua Twelve was confused, he saw the man's sword intent condensed, and a huge chessboard shadow appeared behind him. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart and asked:

"Are you playing swordsmanship?"

The man in green didn't say a word, and he drew out his sword one after another. His attack became more fierce by three points, but there was a strange red light flashing in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Hua Twelve also guessed that these people came out to die, and they probably fell into other people's traps, so he didn't say much, and used the "Small Wuxiang Kung" to simulate the "Sunflower Book". In the next moment, regardless of the speed of his movements, , and the shooting speed suddenly increased a lot.

Then he activated the secret technique of explosion, and his speed increased again. At the same time, his five senses were enhanced. At this moment, in Hua Twelve's perception, except for himself, the whole world slowed down.

This operation is more intuitive in Ma Xiaoling's eyes. When Hua Twelve speeded up for the first time, Hua Twelve quickly turned into a shadow in her eyes. The second time he speeded up, Hua Twelve's figure appeared in her eyes. It disappeared immediately.

So fast that the descendants of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan can’t see it!

Bang!

The man in green fell to the ground, but his limbs were cut off with the Lingbao Sword.

"I have broken the Dugu Nine Swordsman, but my swordplay skills are useless!"

Hua Twelve casually sealed the Tsing Yi man's acupoints to help stop the bleeding and save the other person from death. This was his best qualification for advancement.

Stepping into the hall, he wanted to see who was behind it, Wang Qing or Fang La?

Seeing that the battle was over, Ma Xiaoling quickly followed. The two walked into the main hall together, and saw several menacing strong men, protecting a little black fat man standing under the shrine. There was a strong man who was as long as a black bear, holding a hand in his hand. The two axes stared at this side with murderous expressions.

In the center of the hall, there was a deep, trigram-shaped pit that emitted a strong bloody stench and overwhelming evil aura.

Ma Xiaoling's face was full of horror: "Is this the corpse refining method?"

Hua Twelve was not surprised by the pit, but looked at the little black fat man and asked with some disbelief: "The pot's gang?"

The fat little black man seemed to know that Hua Twelve was talking to him, and spat: "Bah, what the hell, I'm Song Jiang!"

"Guo Gang, play Song Jiang?"

Hua Twelve has a black line on his head. When he remembered Zhang Hanyu's version of Song Jiang, Lao Guo said that he was more suitable for the role of Song Jiang than Zhang Hanyu. This wouldn't really be a dream come true, right?

Before he could speak, the old man, oh no, it was Song Jiang spoke:

"The Divine General of the Song Dynasty is really powerful. Even Mr. Jin Jian, the best swordsman in the world, died in your hands. If you had come earlier, I, Song Jiang, would have fallen into your hands today. It's a pity, hehe, you I'm late!"

Hua Twelve ignored the boastful content of this guy, raised his eyebrows, and said suddenly: "It turns out that the guy just now was Li Zhu!"

In the plot of "Water Margin", Li Zhu is Wang Qing's subordinate, nicknamed Mr. Jin Jian, and his swordsmanship is like a god. Even Lu Junyi is not his opponent, but Hua Twelve has never seen this person's information in the court's intelligence. , I didn’t expect it to be the man in Tsing Yi just now.

He scanned the hall with his eyes: "Where are Wang Qing and Fang La? As long as you hand them over, I can leave you a complete corpse!"

Lao Guo, um no, it was Song Jiang who laughed loudly: "Since you want to see them so much, then I will send you to see them!"

After speaking, he nodded to his side: "Brother Dai Zong, we're in trouble!"

The latter looked proud: "Brother, don't worry, the only martial arts in the world is fast, leave it to me!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and ran to Hua Twelve like a phantom, and a dagger was swiped towards his throat!

Hua Twelve stretched out two fingers and grabbed the dagger, and cut Dai Zong's throat once horizontally and vertically, making a cross. The guy covered his neck and fell down.

"That's it? It's not fast!"

Just kidding, not to mention that Hua Twelve has not yet exited the explosive state, but because of his slow vision ability, in his eyes, Dai Zong is only a little faster than ordinary warriors.

Hua Twelve was stunned. It was rare to see such a confident Cai Xiang. He really wanted to save this guy. He asked this divine agent, did you think that the girl with the white socks gave you courage?

Behind him, Ma Xiaoling saw that Dai Zong's calves were tied with armored horses painted with charms. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly knelt down and started to help him untie his belt without saying a word.

"Ah, this, this"

The fat little black man was stunned for a while, and his general knelt down when he went up.

Li Kui, who was guarding him, was so angry that he shouted with anger: "I will kill you to avenge Brother Dai Zong!"

The fat little black man quickly grabbed him: "Don't be impulsive, Tieniu!"

He turned to look at Hua Twelve: "Okay, okay, I didn't want to use that method. Since Lin Chong is seeking your own death, don't blame me for being cruel!"

He shouted in a low voice: "Dharma Protector Vajra, show up quickly!"

Hua Twelve sneered, pointed his hand, and flew out the flying sword. The next moment, several heads rolled down. Song Jiang and Li Kui both died on the spot:

"Don't you know what it means to be a villain who dies from talking too much?"

From Song Jiang's tone, he knew that Wang Qing and Fang La had probably been killed by Song Jiang, so he didn't hold back and just killed them.

In the Bagua deep pit, a slender figure emerged from the ground, and then the blood-evil aura quickly spread from the bottom of the pit.

On Hua Twelve's side, as soon as he finished killing Song Jiang, the ground beneath his feet began to shake, and then the entire hall began to tremble.

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