God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

Soon, Mo Yi and the others rushed all the way to the Hengshan faction.

But at this moment, the Hengshan faction was surprisingly quiet, not even fighting.

Could it be that the battle is over?

Hengshan is over?

"Master! Senior Sister!" Thinking of this, Yilin's face changed sharply, she jumped and rushed up the mountain.

Mo Yi was worried about Yi Lin and followed closely, as did Dongfang Bai and the others.

Soon, everyone went up to Mount Heng, but there was still no movement.

There was not even a single figure, whether it was the Hengshan faction, the Songshan faction or Shaolin, except for the corpses on the ground, no one was angry.

Yilin's face became even more ugly, but she said, "Hangkong Temple, the last barrier of the Hengshan faction, if the master and the others are still alive, they must be in the Hangkong Temple!"

"Come on, let's go!" Mo Yi nodded, followed Yilin, and went straight to the Hanging Temple.

Soon, the five people arrived at the Hanging Temple, and they saw Dingyi Shitai and others, all trapped in the temple.

At this moment, Master Dingjing and Master Dingxian were all sitting on the ground, with pale faces and weak breath, as if they were seriously injured.

Chapter 2: The Crisis of the Hanging Temple (5/1)-->>(Page 2/[-]), please click on the next page to continue reading.

At this moment, Master Dingjing and Master Dingxian were all sitting on the ground, with pale faces and weak breath, as if they were seriously injured.

Only Master Ding Yi was still standing, but the bloodstains had already been stained with the broken cassock.

"Master!" Yilin couldn't help exclaiming when she saw this scene.

"Yi Lin!" Master Ding Yi was very surprised. He didn't expect Yi Lin to actually arrive.

"Haha." A cold shout sounded, but a Shaolin monk came out, followed by a group of masters, including Shaolin bald donkeys and Songshan disciples.

The cultivation of these people is very extraordinary, the weakest are also first-class masters, and a few are masters in the early days of the day after tomorrow.

Such a lineup is nothing short of strong.

"Sect Leader Mo really values ​​love and righteousness. For the sake of the Hengshan faction, he came forward decisively. He is really brave. Amitabha." The old monk looked at Mo Yi and his party with joy.

The elder Songshan next to him even sneered: "No, not only Sect Leader Mo is here, but Dongfang Undefeated, the leader of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, and Saint Aunt Ren Yingying are all here. This is really a great joy. If they fall together. Here, the world will be at peace.”

"Yes, that's right."

"You are so sure that you can eat me?"

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Mo Yi couldn't help shaking his head. He really didn't know what the Shaolin bald donkey and Songshan waste thought. With their lineup, he wanted to keep them?

Simply stupid.

"Haha, if you can eat it, it doesn't matter if you say it, and it doesn't matter if the old man says it. Everything depends on your strength!" The old monk said with a smile, full of confidence.

Elder Songshan even waved his hand and said coldly, "Now!"

In an instant, in the surrounding dense forest, a group of people stood up in unison, all holding bows and arrows in their hands, killing intent.

Seeing this, the expressions of Yi Lin, Yue Lingshan and others changed sharply, and even Dongfang Bai felt a great crisis.

Even her, it is difficult to save her life in this rain of arrows.

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It can be said that even martial arts masters are extremely jealous of bows and arrows.

"Hehe, it turns out that the Shaolin disciples don't recite the scriptures, and the Songshan people don't practice swords, so they all start playing with bows and arrows! It's really interesting."

Mo Yi sneered, he didn't expect Shaolin and Songshan to have such an idea.

However, for the peerless master, shooting with ten thousand arrows is undoubtedly the most effective way.

"Haha, Sect Master Mo, there are [-] archers around here, all of them carefully selected and specially trained, completely prepared to get rid of you today." The old monk laughed even more: "I just didn't expect that you would take the East The defeat is also invited, as well as the saintly aunt Ren Yingying, or, let's get rid of it today to prevent future troubles."

Hearing this, the faces of Dongfang Bai and others changed sharply, and even Master Dingyi and others in the Hanging Temple were pale.

"Yilin, Sect Leader Mo, it was our Hengshan faction who harmed you!" Master Dingyi sighed too much, fully understood the Songshan faction's plan, and regretted it, but he was helpless.

But Mo Yi shook his head, didn't care, looked at the people from Shaolin and Songshan, and sneered: "Perhaps, only your blood can break your self-righteous dreams! I really think that such a lineup can be eaten. Got me? It's stupid!"

"No matter how stubborn you are, Sect Leader Mo, I'm looking forward to it. You'll be pierced by thousands of arrows and shot like a hedgehog!" The old monk sneered, "Let the arrows go!".

The 3th chapter of the text Mo Yi shot, all destroyed (5/[-])

In an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and the rain of arrows, the five generals of Mo Yi, shrouded them all and shot at them.

The crisis came in an instant, whether it was Yue Lingshan or Yi Lin, their faces were extremely ugly.

Under such a rain of arrows, even a peerless expert, I am afraid there is no way to escape, and can only drink hatred!

Dongfang Bai stood in front of Yilin in an instant, protecting his younger sister Yilin behind him.

But Mo Yi smiled faintly, stepped forward, and moved his hands together: "The world has moved!"

In an instant, all the arrows stopped in the air and stopped falling.

Looking at this scene, everyone was stunned and full of incredulity.