My Master is Lin Zhengying

However, they are still willing to fight to the death.

Pay for this world, for this Taoism.

Absolutely not, surrender to these Fusang demons.

At this moment, Hua Muzi has come to the big square with the support of all his subordinates.

As soon as she appeared, the onmyojis stopped attacking.

The Onmyoji stopped attacking, and Baishamen and other members of the Dao League did not dare to attack.

They all retreated together, preparing for the final resistance.

Hua Zimu looked at the Taoist priests of Baishamen with an indifferent expression.

Now, walk forward slowly.

"You guys, who is the leader here!"

Huazimu's Chinese is not bad, and the expression is very clear.

Seeing this, Daoist Yongming also took a step forward.

"master!"

Wu Yi stopped Daoist Yongming, fearing that he would suffer.

But Daoist Yongming shook his head, indicating that it was all right.

At this point, it doesn't matter if you live a little longer or live a little longer.

"Pindao is the head of the Baisha sect."

Daoist Yongming spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

Hanakoki glanced at him, then continued to speak:

"You, let them surrender immediately and join my Jiuju faction.

You are still the leader here.

It will rule the world day by day, and your power will become even greater.

And you, you only need to be loyal to our Jiuju faction. "

Daoist Yongming smiled coldly:

"Hmph! Yaodao, do you think it's possible?

Even if we die in battle, we will not beg for surrender, and we are even more worthy of relying on your Fusang Onmyouji..."

Seeing this, Hanakoki's expression turned cold:

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined, go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, Hanakoki's eyes widened.

Suddenly, a phantom of a chrysanthemum appeared above his head.

The majestic breath, like a tsunami, crushed towards everyone.

The leader, Daoist Yongming, was even more forced to retreat by this breath.

In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

His feet were soft, and he knelt down on one knee.

The next moment, Hua Muzi raised his hand.

A gust of sword energy visible to the naked eye shot out, pointing directly at Daoist Yongming.

If it is hit, it will undoubtedly die.

"master!"

"Daoist Yongming!"

"Brother Yongming!"

"..."

Everyone exclaimed, and their faces changed drastically.

I want to help, but it's too late...

Daoist Yongming clutched his chest, seeing such sword energy coming, he knew that the time limit had come.

Resisting is already fearless.

Between life and death, he didn't have the slightest fear, instead he seemed very calm.

The sword edge's profound energy came in a blink of an eye, just as it was about to hit Daoist Yongming.

A cold snort sounded from the roof not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a shock shot out suddenly.

Before the sword energy hit Daoist Yongming.