This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Under the attack of King Thousand Faces, almost none of Zhengdao's group of masters could withstand ten moves, and almost all the weaker ones defeated Bei in one.

It has been able to survive until now because the heroes of the righteous way are not afraid of life and death, and use crowd tactics to distract the attention of the thousand-faced Dharma King, but even if it is done to the extreme, it can barely save one life.

Even Si Luochao couldn't help but despair at this moment. He knew that the only way to break the situation at this time was to run away separately. No matter how powerful the King of Thousand Faces was, he couldn't catch them all by himself.

But at the same time, Si Luochao also knew that Jin Yiwei was in ambush outside, and if they escaped like a mess at this time, they would definitely crash into the trap that the other party had designed for them.

There were wolves before and tigers behind, this Si Luochao really couldn't help but despair, he was even ready to die in martyrdom.

At this moment, Dharma King Thousand Faces was not in a hurry to kill people, but started to play with them like a cat catching a mouse. His ghostly figure loomed in the darkness, accompanied by strange laughter, this monster seemed to be everywhere.

There were nearly 30 orthodox masters who came here, but now there are only twelve left. They formed a circle with their backs facing each other, ready to guard against the sneak attack of the thousand-faced Dharma King at any time.

Suddenly, Si Luo opened his bloody mouth in the red mist in front of him. All the knights froze, and waved their weapons one after another. Several streams of true energy merged into one place, forming a powerful tornado of air flow. Straight into the mouth of blood.

Hearing a muffled thunderous bang, the bloody mouth exploded directly, and immediately turned into a thick blood mist, drowning the crowd directly. The companion who is close at hand can't see clearly.

Si Luochao was about to open his mouth to call the crowd to get closer, when suddenly the red mist in front of him seemed to be torn apart, spreading from both sides, and a black-blue palm flew out, grabbing his neck firmly .

Si Luo stared into his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was knocked down to the ground. He had no power to resist, so he had to let the thousand-faced Dharma King clamp his neck fiercely, taking his life away bit by bit.

My life is over—Si Luochao closed his eyes sadly.

And just when the thousand-faced Dharma King had the chance to win and was about to kill Si Luochao, his face under the mask suddenly twitched, and then he let go of his hand immediately, and retreated backward almost as if fleeing.

The second after Thousand Faces Dharma King backed away, a sword energy descended from the sky like the light of dawn, crashing to the ground, creating a domineering storm, and dispersed the confusing blood mist in the blink of an eye.

All the knights looked at the place where the sword light fell, as if they had been pardoned, and saw an ordinary long sword on the ground.

Si Luochao held his chest and breathed rapidly. He fixed his eyes on the long sword, and the pressure in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Uncle Master." Si Luochao smiled weakly.

Everyone was shocked when they heard his call. It seemed that the only person who could be called Master Uncle by Si Luochao was the Great Elder on Wudang Mountain.

Everyone cast their gazes in the direction Si Luo was looking at. On the eaves on the west side of the courtyard, Wudang Grand Elder Shangyangzi stood looking at the moon. His white beard moved with the wind, and he wore a Taoist robe with distinct black and white. Gas, spontaneously.

"Shangyangzi!"

Dharma King Qianmian gritted his teeth and called out the name of the Great Elder. At this moment, his expression under the mask had twisted into a terrifying twist, and he sneered and said, "You old thing just happened to happen. I thought you and That old man Qi Yunzi intends to stay on the mountain for the rest of his life."

The sword fingers held by Shangyangzi's right hand curled slightly, and the long sword inserted into the ground trembled suddenly, then soared into the sky, drawing a bright star in the night sky, and finally he held it in his hand.

Faced with the provocation of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, Shang Yangzi didn't take it seriously at all. He turned to look at Si Luochao and said, "Xuantan, you are going to face the Demonic Dao and you will be seriously injured. Hurry up and meditate to recuperate to avoid injury." Aggravate."

"Yes, uncle."

Under the surprised gazes of all the chivalrous men, Si Luochao actually obeyed Shang Yangzi's order, and sat down cross-legged in front of the thousand-faced Dharma King, meditating and circulating the true energy in his body to heal his injuries.

Shang Yangzi's defiant speech, and Si Luochao's gesture of not paying attention to others, were undoubtedly a great provocation to Thousand Faces Dharma King.

With a cold snort, he raised his hand to stir up a violent wind like a wave, and slapped Si Luochao with a palm full of might.

Shangyangzi stomped on his feet, his body floated down like a willow leaf, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out without any surprises. The time that was stopped fell into a strange stagnation in mid-air.

After a while, the gravel, bricks and tiles fell with a clatter, Shang Yangzi slowly put down his sword, and glanced at Qianmian Dharma King lightly: "Qianmian, you have regressed again."

"Ox-nosed, you are courting death!"

One sentence from Shangyangzi hit the sore spot of Dharma King Qianmian, and he threw out his palms furiously. In an instant, the walls on both sides of the courtyard shattered like landslides, and the strong wind swept around like waves. Qi began to rise crazily from his feet in a swirling shape.

Shangyangzi's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand and swung his sword to draw a circle in front of him. The black and white zhenqi condensed into the shape of a Tai Chi diagram, and slowly spun in front of him.

Thousand Faces Dharma King yelled wildly, and pushed out his palms, the crackling sound was deafening, and the filthy Qi was like a frenzied flying snake, piled up to a disgusting level, all the knights looked in horror, only saw the three-foot-tall The air waves howled.

Shangyangzi didn't seem to see it, the Taiji diagram pointed by Jianfeng was still spinning slowly, until the air wave flooded him, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ding!
There was only a crisp sound of the sword, and the Taiji diagram in front of Shangyangzi suddenly increased from four feet to three feet in length and width. The towering dam cannot be shaken at all.

Dharma King Qianmian paused, his expression became more gloomy, while Shang Yangzi swung his sword slowly, and drew a circle in the opposite direction again, the Taiji diagram in front of him suddenly froze.

After a sudden shattering sound, the huge Taiji diagram burst apart, and the fragments turned into thousands of swords, which dispelled the night in an instant, and everyone saw it as if they were in daylight.

The sword qi was like dazzling flowers, and it was like a river of stars on the ground. After Shangyangzi's sword fell, the sword light exploded, and instantly turned the attack of the thousand-faced king into nothingness. its engulfed.

All the knights held their breaths and stared at the front, only to hear a burst of unwilling rage, and then a cloud of true energy like mud dust rolled over the ground, rushing away thousands of swords, among them, the thousand-faced Dharma King, His black robe was already in tatters, exposing his empty left arm.

Afterwards, Dharma King Qianmian didn't stay longer, but scolded Shang Yangzi while rushing away into the distance.

Shangyangzi put away his sword and didn't chase after him. Su Xiuxiu came forward to congratulate him and said, "Senior Shangyangzi is so powerful in martial arts. He was able to cut off one arm of the devil and make him run away. This junior admires him."

Faced with Su Xiuxiu's compliments, Shang Yangzi just shook his head: "Sect Master Su is too famous, Qianmian's left arm was cut off many years ago, and the old Taoist just kept his artificial arm. "

Everyone couldn't help being shocked when they heard the secrets of the world. The left arm of the thousand-faced Dharma King turned out to be fake, but even so, the other party was still able to play with the self-proclaimed masters like children. How terrible it must have been in its heyday.