The moment she saw Cheng Ying, Yue Qingshuang's eyelids jumped suddenly. Outside Luoyang City, he saw Cheng Ying being engulfed by the ball of light condensed by the practitioners of the Holy Pavilion. In that kind of

Under such circumstances, it must be a miserable ending with no body visible, but now, although Cheng Ying seems to have not regained his consciousness for the time being, he is actually a living person.

At this moment, the old monk had passed by him, and the Taoist priests and scribes behind him quickly passed him. From the beginning to the end, none of the three people turned their eyes to him, and he tried to use his thoughts to

When detecting these three people, what was detected was only a fog. Even if he made a hexagram in his mind, the hexagram image would be blurry.

The appearance of these three people completely disrupted his thinking. He could only suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being and prepare to deal with this strange situation.

Just when he was about to make a move, the Taoist priest and scribe had already rushed up to the city tower, as if they were flying in the clouds and mist. Their movements were much more flexible and elegant than Yu Luoxia's previous movements. Both Lu Linxi and Xia Shu, who were still coming,

Both Yu Luoxia and Luo Lingfeng at the city gate couldn't help but admire in their hearts.

These three people are the three masters of Jinglian Temple outside Luoyang. Gao Yangsong secretly prefers to call them the Three Friends of Jinglian.

Taoist monk Shang Daozhang had already come to Meng Qianxun together with Zhang Xiucai. The latter looked at Meng Qianxun, then at Shi Qingyang who was not far away, and laughed and said: "Brother Gao Yang has a good taste.

"

The monk nodded slightly in agreement. Whether it was Meng Qianxun, Shi Qingyang, Yuerou and Yin Caicai whom they had met before, and the girl named Mei Tingfang, each one had her own unique charm. Gao Yang

Song's vision has indeed never been bad.

Meng Qianxun bowed slightly and said, "I have met these two seniors."

Zhang Xiucai smiled and waved his hands and said, "You don't have to be polite. Brother Gao Yang and I have always treated each other like brothers. Just call me Brother Zhang."

Meng Qianxun nodded and said: "Brother Zhang."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Xiucai laughed loudly, "You are more successful than the timid little girl last time."

Meng Qianxun smiled and said nothing. She didn't think this was anything strange. Most of the things Gao Yangsong did were unexpected. Many of his actions were also very different from people's ideal Mingjun. He could use his own will to

It is not surprising that the palace gate that was once rumored to be as deep as the sea has become a home where they can come and go at will, and they can become brothers with people in the world.

The monk's brows furrowed slightly, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Xiucai's behavior of chatting here instead of doing business. Just as he was about to speak, Meng Qianxun said: "He is in the palace, just leave Commander Cheng to us.

"

Meng Qianxun waved to the rear, and a soldier whose legs were already shaking hurriedly came over, picked up Cheng Ying from the monk Taoist priest's back, and ran quickly towards the interior of the capital.

The monk continued to ask: "How is he now?"

Meng Qianxun shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. I hope he will be fine."

"Has an enemy entered the palace?" Zhang Xiucai quickly came over and said,

Then he smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. Such perverted guys are acting recklessly in front of the capital. It's really difficult to completely defend them."

After saying this, Zhang Xiucai glanced sideways at the mountain standing in front of the capital, with no sign of awe in his eyes.

A long sword shining like jade appeared in his hand, but when he held the sword, all the luster on the sword dimmed, and it suddenly became a sword that looked worse than the worst quality.

A poor useless sword.

Zhang Xiucai raised his sword and was about to jump out of the tower. The monk and Taoist priest quickly threw the beads in his hand, building an invisible barrier in front of him and blocking him back: "We can't beat him."

Zhang Xiucai said dissatisfied: "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

From below the city wall, Zen Master Chunya's clear spring-like voice came: "We really can't defeat him."

The same words were undoubtedly more convincing in the mouth of Zen Master Chunya than the Taoist monk. Zhang Xiucai gritted his teeth slightly and said: "Then we can't let this kind of guy do whatever he wants on the land of the human world."

He glanced at Meng Qianxun and said, "Since Brother Gao Yang is temporarily unable to fulfill his responsibilities, we elders should help him share his worries."

What he said was completely unreasonable, but the monk nodded in a serious manner. Zen Master Chunya even sighed and said: "Yes, what Shengge did... is really a bit too much."

Zhang Xiucai knew the character of Zen Master Chunya, and knew that this slightly dissatisfied complaint was his deep anger towards Xiahou Luoshan, so he said loudly: "Then we..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned sharply, and he swung out his sword directly. A sword energy with an indescribable meaning blew up from the top of the city tower and raged towards the front. If there was a human body,

During this time, I am afraid that before being injured by the sword energy, I will fall into the deepest confusion in my heart, and it will be difficult to extricate myself for a while. I am afraid that when I escape, I will die.

At the same time, the monk threw out the rosary beads in his hand. The rosary beads continued to break into dozens of burning light balls. The light balls echoed each other, as if there were thousands of rays of light flowing through them, faintly forming a two-dimensional pattern, but

Compared with the combination of hardness and softness of Tai Chi, the Taoist monk's attack is more like an unreasonable seal, stamped directly forward. No matter what is in front of him, it seems that it will be annihilated into nothingness in this seal.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Chunya recited the name of the Buddha and gently held his hands forward, as if he was holding a pot of extremely delicate flowers. As he moved like this, flowers, plants and trees seemed to grow around him, and he was clearly on a battlefield.

, but beside Zen Master Chunya, there seems to be the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. It is a wonderful scene of spring returning to the earth and the revival of all things. And at the forefront of this wonderful scene, those delicate flowers and young leaves seem to be in the delicate state.

There is infinite power in it, and Zen Master Chunya's tender eyes flow through it, as if he is looking at the love of his life. As his eyes change, there is an invisible force spreading among the flowers and willows.

Questioning Heart Sword!

Infinite Dao Seal!

God of Compassion

achievement!

Living in seclusion on the outskirts of Luoyang, these three like-minded companions immediately displayed their most proud skills.

The moment they took action, a stream of sand and dust condensed into a blade-like shape roared out. The power contained in it was vaguely beyond the ordinary. It was Xiahou Luoshan's fierce attack on the front of the south gate of the capital.

The dull long sword in Zhang Xiucai's hand couldn't help but tremble, and countless black debris-like things fell from the sword's edge, revealing the luster it should have.

The monk's brows were furrowed, and the beads in the Wuji Dao Seal were also knitted together with his brows.

The expression on Zen Master Chunya's face became increasingly compassionate, and the spring breeze looked around him.

The blade formed by the condensation of sand and dust was actually forcibly blocked at the gate of the city by these three attacks!

However, the situation of the three of them is not that good. The dust blade is still advancing slowly, but their spiritual power has begun to dry up.

Just then, a roar sounded.

Luo Lingfeng borrowed the Mingxia stick from Yu Luoxia, and pointed it into the air. It seemed like an understatement, but in fact it directly set off a roaring wind. In this strong wind, every strand seemed to contain an extremely sharp sword energy.

As his wrist shook slightly, all the strong wind was contained within the Mingxia Stick. When the stick was pointed out, it seemed as if wind and rain were raging from all directions. Compared with Zhang Xiucai's Questioning Heart Sword, it was still more powerful.

Luo Lingfeng used his stick to wield his sword, using the Luo family swordsmanship that had not appeared in the arena for a long time. The last move of the Luo family's swordsmanship was always so sharp, with winds blowing from all directions, not giving the enemy any time to breathe.

If it weren't for its unparalleled power, Shang Yunjian would not have chosen to create the Jinghong Yijian based on this style back then to commemorate the elder who unfortunately died in the shameless rebellion in Zhongzhou City.

As the fourth offensive joined in, the seemingly simple and indestructible dust blade exploded directly in the air.

The four of them, Zen Master Chunya, all retreated in a hurry. They barely managed to stabilize their bodies and at the same time retracted their offensive. There was blood flowing out of the corners of their mouths.

They all looked a little embarrassed.

But this time, Xiahou Luoshan's attack failed to achieve its original destructive power.

Xia Shu, who was almost trapped by the dust blade, couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Such a powerful attack was actually blocked by the master and the three senior masters. The master was really powerful.

Compared to Xia Shu's surprise, Meng Qianxun, who was about to face the dust blade on the tower, had extremely deep worries on his face.

These four experts, whose details she didn't know at all, did block this extraordinary attack, but each of them had tried their best and were more or less injured, so it would be difficult to stop a second such attack.

In fact, what she cared about most was not this, but Yue Qingshuang, who had escaped a little further at some point.

She could clearly see that it was Yue Qingshuang who was giving directions to Xiahou Luoshan just now.
Chapter completed!