This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 752
It was too late for Song Yangui to investigate what was wrong, Xuantian Sect counterattacked one after another, and seven Xuantian Sect protectors led by Yang Protector blatantly killed everyone.

At the same time, the sound of beatings and killings outside was also resounding. Not all the heroes of the righteous way rushed into the main altar, and they left some of their staff waiting outside.

It was obvious that the Xuantian Sect was planning to cut off their retreat, Song Yangui made a decisive decision, swiped the condensing sword, and swung it with a bright brilliance, shaking the two guardian gods in front of him, and took this opportunity to immediately retreat towards the rear.

"Everyone, the Xuantian Sect has already ambushed, we should not get entangled with them, get out immediately!" Song Yangui shouted loudly.

Although Song Yangui's words were suspected of fearing the enemy like a tiger, the sea of ​​people with almost no end in sight made the heroes of the righteous way have to reconsider in their hearts.

"Want to go?!"

Protector Yang sneered, and a chill of true energy gathered in his palm. Following his three steps, his body soared into the air, and a sinister blue and black palm came.

Song Yangui happened to be entangled by the other two protectors at this meeting, the force of the palm came suddenly, he was startled, and he couldn't spare his hand to defend.

At the critical moment, it was Su Xiuxiu, the head of Emei, who came through the air with a sword, and the jade girl sword once again showed its power, blocking the sheep guardian back.

"Jade Girl Sword Art—?! It turns out that the head of Emei has arrived!"

Guardian Yang was startled at first, then immediately put away the contempt in his heart, took off the two copper maces he was carrying, and said with a big laugh: "I have heard about the reputation of the Emei Jade Girl Sword for a long time, let me also learn about it today."

Emei Su Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows coldly: "As you wish."

After all, the two immediately fought together, Su Xiuxiu's swordsmanship was light and brisk, but she used the Wenxin Sword in the Jade Maiden's swordsmanship, which was used for fighting without any danger, and it really lacked a bit of sharpness.

On the other hand, the two copper maces of Guardian Yang were used like a surging river, stretching continuously, opening and closing each move, almost breaking Su Xiuxiu's swordsmanship several times.

However, it's not that the Jade Girl Sword is not strong enough. On the contrary, if Su Xiuxiu concentrates on protecting herself, this sword technique is enough to protect herself, but if she wants to use this body-protecting sword technique to kill the enemy, it is natural that both sides care about each other.

Protector Yang is not a stunned young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes. His old and spicy eyes can see through Su Xiuxiu's predicament at this moment.

Although he didn't know why Megatron's Jade Maiden Sword had this virtue, but Guardian Yang couldn't let go of such a good opportunity, so he stepped up his attack, seeing that Su Xiuxiu was about to fall into a disadvantage.

"Master!"

Fei Yun, an Emei disciple at the rear, also saw this scene. She was anxious, and immediately forcibly withdrew from the battle situation. After resisting a move by the two Xuantian teachers in front of her, she hurried over for reinforcements.

"Go back! You don't need to come!"

Although Su Xiuxiu yelled like this, in fact, her condition was very bad. Sheep protector was able to defeat her skillfully, and two copper maces stuck her sword firmly, and she was about to be forced back step by step.

Seeing the brazen mace falling down and taking away the shocking blood from Su Xiuxiu's shoulder, everyone in the Emei Sect was shocked.

Fei Yun couldn't care less about disobeying orders at the moment. She came to kill her with a sword from the side, but was intercepted by another Xuantian Sect protector halfway.

After the real action, not only the guardian of the sheep, but also many people from both righteous and evil ways can see that Su Xiuxiu seems to be strong on the outside but capable on the inside, and the name of the Jade Maiden Sword is not ordinary.

Xuantian Sect's plan is very simple, if they stop the reinforcements, as long as the leader of Emei is dragged down, the blow to the morale of Zhengdao will definitely be devastating.

Song Yangui saw it right now and was anxious in his heart, but at this moment, all the masters of the righteous way were held back by the Xuantian Sect, and this time the opponent was much more prepared than them.

In other words, this group of people originally planned to lure the enemy into the depths and then wipe them out in one fell swoop, but Song Yangui just missed the opponent's cruelty.

In order to get Zhengdao hooked, the Xuantian Sect actually used the entire star altar as a bait, and hundreds of Xuantian Sect followers who did not know the truth died under the schemes of their own people.

"Senior brother!"

Song Yangui shouted to Si Luochao, the two had been brothers for decades, a word and a look were enough to make each other understand.

After the collision of eyes, Song Yangui let out a deep drink, and his aura rose three points again. He held the sword and dragged the three Xuantian Sect protectors into the battle, winning a chance for Si Luochao to escape.

The latter saw the right time, stepped on the ladder cloud under his feet, and flew into the battlefield between Su Xiuxiu and Sheep Guardian. With the cooperation of the two, they finally withstood the attack of Sheep Guardian, giving the Jade Maiden Sword a chance to breathe .

"Thank you."

Perhaps it was Si Luochao's delusion, he seemed to hear a trace of resentment from this thank you, but this strange feeling of astonishment was quickly forgotten by him.

With the fighting of the heroes of the righteous way, the situation began to gradually turn stable. Xuantianjiao dispatched eight protectors and dozens of masters in a row.

Seeing that Zhengdao seemed to be caught off guard from the very beginning, and now slowly stabilized his position, Guardian Sheep cursed inwardly, and then stepped up his attack speed a little bit.

"Xuantian Sect has not enough successors!" In the chaotic battle situation, Song Yangui was keenly aware of this important point, so he immediately called for his men to break out of the main altar.

Seeing that the duck he got was about to fly away, Protector Yang was very annoyed, just when he was going to fight against the opponent with the method of injuring one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred, suddenly a black shadow passed over the heads of the crowd .

"Master?!"

Protector Yang raised his head in shock, he never imagined why Xuantian Cult Master, who was supposed to be in the rear, suddenly came to the battlefield in person.

Following his astonished exclamation, everyone present raised their heads one after another, looking at the man in black robes falling from the sky, all the heroes of the righteous way held their breaths.

The name of Xuantian Cult Master has already been famous in the world 30 years ago, and it is impossible for everyone to treat it with caution.

"Guardian Sheep, you are so embarrassed by such a mere pawn." The voice from the black robe of the leader of Xuantian came out, seeming to blame.

Protector Yang immediately lowered his head in shame: "This subordinate is ineffective, please ask the master to punish him."

"Forget it, this crime of dereliction of duty, let you make up for it in the future."

Xuantian Cult Master said indifferently, the dialogue between the two of them as if there was no one else, made the righteous heroes startled and angry, but before they opened their mouths to curse, a gloomy light flashed in front of them, and the black-robed man disappeared.

But when Si Luochao, who was at the front, reacted, the palm of the black glove was already in front of him, and it was too late for him to respond.

Seeing the five fingers attacking like hooks, Si Luochao only remembered to sigh very quickly, and then saw in astonishment that a fly whisk rested on the black palm.

"Who is it?" Xuantian Cult Master lowered his gaze to his palm which was being held up by the whisk, and asked in a cold voice.

The person who came was a white-haired old man with a fairy spirit, but none of the people present recognized him. Judging from his attire, he seemed to be a member of the Taoist sect.

"Your voice." The Taoist raised his eyes slightly, and then let out a laugh: "That's how it is."

(End of this chapter)