In the Han River Valley, the sound of water surges day and night.

Both sides of the bank are dim and covered with various soil slopes and rocks half-buried in the loess.

In the early morning, on the high bank on one side, the sound of shouting and shouting could be heard endlessly, and the wind and sword energy from the palms set off the ground. Smoke and dust covered the area for several miles, rising and falling, and many figures were among them, fighting to the death.

There were actually hundreds of people fighting fiercely here.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a giant centipede wrapped in black mist, flying and flying. It controls various magic weapons in the air, creating black evil chains, flying skulls, scarlet poisonous fire, etc., and twists and turns at every turn.

, it flew over a distance of hundreds of feet and bombarded indiscriminately. Most of the noise and smoke here were kicked up by it.

However, the most vicious and cruel part of his offensive was firmly caught by the Zen staff in the hands of the deceased master.

The abbot's ultimate eight-step cicada-catching technique is such that within eight steps, he can fly in the air as if on flat ground and fly hundreds of feet across. His movements are as fast and violent as that of a flying centipede.

In fact, even if the centipede repeatedly tried to take advantage of the convenience of flight to fly straight up and widen the distance, it was chased eight steps forward and pushed back by the deceased master.

The advantages and disadvantages at the master level can sometimes be enough to determine the direction of the entire battle. The deceased abbot now firmly has the upper hand, but Li Gong's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Bang!!!

Li Gong's palm force stirred up dust, like a violent current in the sky, and heavily blew away the three congregants not far away.

These believers are all dressed in gray and black, with a bun on their head. They do not use wooden hairpins, but are only tightly wound and fixed with hair ropes. They are generally tall and burly and walk heavily. It is not an exaggeration to call them men like iron towers.

The one who had withstood the greatest attack force had countless bones in his body shattered by the force of the palm, especially his chest, which flattened like a bag filled with water. After he landed on the ground, blood spurted out from all over his body. He wailed and died completely.

The other two congregants who were affected should have at least several broken ribs and damaged internal organs. However, as soon as they landed, they jumped up and let out a howl that was so shrill and sharp that it was not like a human voice. Their bodies swelled again.

..

The gray-black robe was originally very loose, but now it was stretched tightly around the body by them. Finally, there was a cracking sound, and dozens of gaps appeared on the top of the robe.

It can be directly seen from the tears in the clothes that brown and black bristles grow on the angular muscles at a speed visible to the naked eye. After the clothes are completely destroyed, the rags are caught and pricked by these bristles.

Never slipped.

Their faces are already covered with short hairs of similar color, their eyes have completely turned into golden vertical slits, their fangs protrude, and their spines seem to be slightly bent forward, forcing them to stand on all fours.

The moment the two teachers exerted their strength on their limbs and rushed toward Li Gong, their legs suddenly folded back from the knees as if they were overwhelmed, causing people to feel their hearts tightening and inexplicable phantom pain.

However, after Li Gong stepped sideways, drew two wonderful arcs with his palms, and knocked the two monsters away, he discovered that their knees were not injured, but had turned into joints that were bent backwards, flexible in mid-air.

With a single turn, your feet touch the ground and your entire body is launched forward.

"magician!!!"

Li Gong's face trembled, and he slashed at the hibiscus with all his killing moves. Afterimages of his hands and sleeves appeared one after another, like a lotus blooming, petals spinning and flying away, as sharp as a knife.

Each petal was a palm force, and more than thirty palms were struck in a row, beating the two monsters until they were as soft as mud and fell to the ground.

But different wild howls were heard from all around, and during the battlefield, the bodies of other Demon Cult members had also changed one after another. Huge figures that had doubled in size were torn out from under their robes.

Li Gong's mood sank to the bottom.

Among the three groups of pursuers starting from Dongdu, the group with Li Gong was the first to have contact with the Demon Cult.

Guan Luoyang and his three nominal brothers and sisters were in the same team. Li Gong considered that they might have a better understanding of each other in combat. After all, the martial arts foundations they had shown in the past were all related to the common sects in the martial arts world.

There are a lot of differences. If the three of them are separated and placed in other teams, it will be difficult to achieve adequate coordination.

However, after hearing about this allocation, Gulanxiang and Anfeiyu took the initiative to take out the communication tokens and entrust them to the other two teams to facilitate communication.

The three great masters of Chang'an and the six generals of Xiushuo City all belong to the military style and were assigned to take charge of the second route.

But Li Gong himself did not continue to travel with the three masters of Chang'an. Instead, he led the elite main force of the inner guard and was responsible for the same route as the Shaolin monks.

Because any one of the three teams must have the ability to fight and go around for a long time after encountering the Demon Cult members, and then support them until the masters of the other two teams come to their aid.

Guan Luoyang and the other three all have wonderful skills. Although there are only a small number of people around them, they are the group with the highest average quality. Together with the three masters of Chang'an and the six generals of Xiu Shuo City, they also have enough confidence to fight guerrillas.

Although Shaolin monks have many masters, they live deep in ancient temples and may not be able to make accurate judgments in battle.

Moreover, their overall style of martial arts tends to be rigid, and Li Gong knew that not long ago, the ancestral graves in Shaolin were almost dug up by those in the demon sect. It was the time when these monks were most angry. If these monks were left alone to take charge of the journey,

, they were afraid that they would not respond in time after encountering people from the Demon Cult, and would be surrounded and killed before the other two groups came to help.

However, in the evening of the first day on the road, after having a brief contact with the people of the Demon Sect, Li Gong discovered that the Demon Sect had also adopted a strategy of dividing their troops.

Although they didn't know if they were also divided into three groups, the group of people they met here were headed by a flying centipede, and Shao Lingxiao and Ye Motian were obviously not among them.

The large number of people is somewhat unexpected, but most of them are members of the Huo Luo Cult who have not even reached the first-class realm. They should be elites drawn from the branch before the attack on Laojun Mountain, and they were called in at this time.

Li Gong and the Shaolin people alone were able to successfully thwart the attack by this group of men on the local granary and pursue the victory.

Overnight, the two sides traveled hundreds of miles on winding roads, from towns to mountains and back to towns, and fought six times.

At first, because the deceased abbot firmly suppressed the centipede, and the inner guards and Shaolin monks were both proficient in large-scale formations, they gained a certain advantage. However, after a fierce battle all night, the remaining demon sect people on the opposite side

, actually seemed more and more energetic.

Especially the members of the cult who are not top-notch experts, their demeanor is so violent and excited that it reaches an abnormal level.

Now, even their bodies are really beyond the normal scope!

"Everyone!"

Su Mu's voice rang out.

The deceased abbot already knew that the centipede could speak human words, but except for the moment when he withdrew from Shaolin, this encounter, and the six battles, the centipede never spoke.

Until now, the old monk had noticed something different as soon as he opened his mouth.

This melodious tone, the leisurely manner in which he maintained his voice during the fierce battle, still contained a cold and cold temperament, but it was different from the temperament he had when he raided Shaolin, with a fierce and introspective temperament, and an angry and violent temperament when he was defeated.

There are different.

It's like countless rising impurities have settled back, no longer desiring purity, but settling in and willing to pursue a more turbid state. To use an inappropriate description, it can almost be called washing away the lead.

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"Do you know? In tens of thousands of literary and artistic fantasy works, what the public tends to see is always the feeling that evil triumphs over good, or that happiness triumphs over disaster. From this perspective, those of us who actively provoke destruction,

The 'villain' who kills passers-by seems destined to fail."

The arbitrary tone and casual use of words no longer take into account the speaking habits of people in this ancient oriental background world. However, what Su Mu said is not difficult to understand.

"But unfortunately, in this vast world, there are really countless works that end in tragedy. Those are the victories of the villain, and in fact those are more realistic and exist in the majority."

The deceased abbot regarded his words as a breath of fresh air. He fell from the air and rose again. He rubbed the tiger's mouth and tightened his hands, imitating the staff technique of Ananda Dragon King. He flew up like a giant dragon with a blue and red top, taking advantage of Sumu's nonsense.

When the time comes, aim at the belly of the centipede and bombard it.

In addition to controlling many magic weapons, this flying centipede is also covered in carapace. It has directly fought with the deceased abbot's skills many times with its body, and it has not been damaged.

But the Tanhua Zen Staff actually has the magical power to treat iron as mud and turn hardness into softness. Many people in the world think that this magical power is just a way to control gold and iron objects. They really underestimate this Zen staff.

Whether it is copper and iron hardware, boulders, crystals, or giant beast leather armor, the extremely well-trained body, when the magical power of the Zen staff is truly brought into play, the stronger the physical properties, the softer it will appear in front of the Tanhua Zen staff.

Facing such a blow, the black mist demonic winds stirred up in the air and rushed towards the centipede's body from thousands of directions.

Sumu's soul rested peacefully in the centipede's body, its sleeves were as wide as clouds, and the seals on its hands hung low in the darkness, showing that it had been prepared for a long time.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Do you really think that I will underestimate the enemy for the second time?

The body of the flying centipede shrinks again and again, and in an instant it becomes seven feet long. It flies like a sword and swims like a rainbow.

The movements at that moment were so fast that no one could clearly see the specific scene of the centipede and the Zen staff intersecting. It was as if the two things had turned into illusory bubbles, colliding and penetrating each other.

But soon, there was a clanging sound in the air.

On the left side of the Thousand-Legged Centipede's body, countless blades like black iron blades were broken off during the collision. The shrunken blades immediately returned to their original size after breaking away from the body.

Like hundreds of strange-shaped swords, with the force of being hit by the Zen staff just now, they shot out, collided with each other and were inserted into the ground.

The thousand-legged centipede was as fast as a flying sword, whirling from behind and slashing at the deceased abbot's spine.

The Zen staff swung and he parried behind.

The two figures intertwined again and separated.

"Conspiracies are always proactively planned by villains. The initiative is in our hands from the beginning, and unscrupulous destruction is always easier than careful protection."

The seven-foot centipede spirals upward.

Some of the mutated believers on the ground were like sheep and wolves, some were like snakes and elephants, and some were huge in size, with many legs, and looked like weird shapes of unknown creatures.

The guards and monks were all driven back in horror by this sudden change.

Those first-class masters who belong to the Demon Sect have not experienced such changes in their bodies. They have also received warnings a long time ago, but when they actually witnessed it, hundreds of such monsters suddenly transformed from the bodies of mortals around them, which still shocked them.

There are also some feelings of forgetting to breathe, and the first thought is to retreat away.

The various howls of the monsters became the foil for Su Mu's voice.

"So, when they no longer have worries about life and death, no constraints on the route, and only two thoughts of running for destruction and heading west to Chang'an are left in their minds, can you still catch up and take care of everything?"

The seven-foot centipede had already risen to a very high altitude. Suddenly, it exerted all its magic power and shattered the soul-calling flag. Skeleton-like black smoke that looked like dark clouds erupted, covering the ground downwards. When it approached the ground, it filled the ground for several miles.

The deceased abbot blasted a big gap, but he couldn't completely stop it.

The legal restraints that had long been hidden in the bodies of those people - those demons were aroused, causing their raging desires to emerge with two thoughts hanging as high as iron.

"Go, go, run, burn and kill, rush to Chang'an."
To be continued...