My Master is Lin Zhengying

Ma Gouzi kept begging for mercy, so Uncle Jiu let him go.

But Uncle Jiu ignored it and handed it over to Wen Cai for custody.

Before these big soldiers have completely left, this horse dog can't be killed.

Nan Chen and the others came to the front of the artillery formation.

Several people couldn't help but destroy all these mountain cannons.

Ma Gouzi looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was bleeding.

These mountain cannons were important supplies assigned to him by Marshal Duan, and they were used to assist the main force in attacking the provincial capital.

He dragged him to this place to fight the Taoist temple, originally he wanted to show off his might.

Now it's good, the Taoist priests of Biyeguan have not been killed, all these important weapons have been destroyed, and he is still captured.

The mountain cannons were destroyed, and the surrounding soldiers retreated one after another.

Uncle Jiu waited for the horse and dog to be charged, and then walked towards Biyeguan.

This Biye Temple is located on the edge of a small lake with beautiful scenery.

But now, it is dilapidated.

As Nan Chen and others approached.

The Taoist priests of Biye Temple also gradually saw Nan Chen and others clearly.

Everyone is a little puzzled:

"Master, that General Ma has been escorted here!"

"Master, is it a fellow Daoist who is passing by, come to rescue him?"

"I see that right, just now the Xuanguang Sword Qi erupted, and only practitioners can use it..."

"Yes, yes, master, let's go to meet him..."

The Taoist priests of Biye Temple spoke again and again.

But the Faxu Taoist priest of Biyeguan frowned:

"Don't worry, look at the robes on them."

Hearing this, the disciples of Biyeguan noticed it.

Jiushu Nanchen and the others were all wearing the black robes of Qijuemen Demon Dao.

Now the war between good and evil begins.

The Qijue Sect has fully appeared, and it is no longer the same as before, hiding behind people.

Therefore, even these small sects have an understanding of the Qijue sect.

"That's, that's the Taoist robe of the Qijue Sect!"

"So, they are cult disciples?"

"..."

Daoist nodded:

"I came to the pure land from the blue field.

I can't let these cult monsters tarnish my view of the wilderness!

The disciples of the Biye audience, followed by the teacher at the mountain gate to defend against the enemy.

Protect yourself..."

"It's the master!"

All of a sudden, the remaining [-] or so Biye Temple disciples got up one after another under the leadership of Daoist Faxu.

Everyone was ready to die.

They are a small sect, and their strength is also very weak.

The strongest Faxu Daoist, his cultivation is no more than the second level of the Xuan rank.

Don't mention the rest of the disciples.

But they are not afraid of life and death.

Seeing the monster of Qijuemen, who is ready to die as a martyr...

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Before Uncle Jiu and others walked into Biye Temple.

I saw several Taoist priests in the same robes rushing out of Biye Temple.

All of them stood in front of Uncle Nan Chen and the others with angry faces.

The leader is an old man in purple clothes.

He held a mahogany sword with a cold face: