Among the generals, Lin Chong's speed was not fast, but the people around him were slower than him.

Du Qian, Lei Heng and others were following him openly, but fell behind three or five steps away. Yan Shude was even more disgusting. This guy was at the front at the beginning, but somehow he circled around.

Move aside.

Lin Chong paused for a moment, but he had already reached within ten feet of Guan Luoyang. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, his hair became fluffy, and his sleeves, trousers, and leather boots made soft crackling sounds everywhere.

Electric currents invisible to the naked eye were densely distributed in the area around Guan Luoyang. As soon as a person broke in, things like hair and clothing would be the first to appear strange. Then, the entire electromagnetic force field was touched by the intruder and lost.

balance.

Boom!!!

Thick and eye-catching lightning bolts circled towards Lin Chong from various areas in front and behind the Nine Yang Divine Bell.

At this point, Lin Chong couldn't retreat, so he simply put aside his worries, slightly rubbed the gun barrel with his sleeve, and took out a gun, and the gun tip shook out a huge spark in front of him.

This gun-flower trembles so wonderfully, it's like a strange flower blooming out of thin air.

The tip of the gun and the tassel shook in a circle, and all the electric light was attracted by the gun flower, and was pulled and condensed into a thunderball.

Lin Chong rubbed the barrel of the gun back and forth with both hands, raised the head of the gun forward, and stabbed out against the lightning ball, taking nine consecutive steps with his feet.

His steps gradually rose from the ground, as if there was an invisible staircase to the sky. Wherever his toes touched the air, the hot turbid air would condense into thick smoke.

Nine streaks of smoke erupted one after another, drifting upward.

The man with the gun was already far away at the end of the nine steps of green smoke, at the same height as the top of the Nine Yang Divine Bell. He shook his wrist and spear like a dragon, with a thunder ball in its mouth, and crashed into Guan Luoyang.

Although magic has declined since the Han Dynasty, and there has never been a large-scale practice of magic skills in the past dynasties, those general families and strangers in the world are often able to retain the magic skills and select only a few successors.

, passed down in an orderly manner.

Lin Chong had a set of exercises passed down from his family, and he had practiced them since he was a child. After Emperor Tianming promoted the magic method to the army, he met by chance, had abundant resources, and communicated with many people of the same religion, and his skills improved greatly.

This set of "Lingyan Wanlong" marksmanship, in Lin Chong's hands, has far surpassed the advancement of his ancestors of the Lin family, and may have almost touched the realm of the great general who made great achievements when the Tang Dynasty was founded.

.

However, Guan Luoyang was now in the enemy camp and had no interest in leisurely observation. Faced with Shi Wengong's skill, which was on par with Shi Wengong in terms of subtlety and subtlety, he had only one reaction.

Fully improve your ten success powers and be a big loser!

The big stone-smashing hand that gathered the signs of gravity changes, and the strength of his palm was so thick that it was shocking. He pushed it horizontally with one palm, and the thunderball was wiped out when it touched his palm.

After the dragon-shaped phantom transformed by the spear collided with this palm, it was only in a stalemate for half an instant.

Then, the palm continued to push forward, and the head of the gun and the faucet were crushed into bursts of smoke.

Lin Chong's marksmanship was extremely sophisticated. At this critical moment, he used the broken spear to make hundreds of changes. The extremely soft arc-shaped afterimage could not block this overbearing and boundless palm force, but it could violently bounce Lin Chong away.

With a bang, Lin Chong's figure crashed into a tent. The undyed gray-white tent was torn into pieces all over the sky, like huge water birds flying away, and a crater was made on the ground.

In the smoke and dust, Lin Chong's figure was tilted, leaning on the broken gun. He could not forget the feeling of facing that palm for a long time. He was so shocked that a layer of white sweat appeared on his forehead. Suddenly, his hand was empty, and he staggered, but it was the broken palm.

The gun turned into smoke and dispersed.

He was still fine. When he looked up, he saw Du Qian, Lei Heng, Zhu Dian and others being knocked away by Guan Luoyang one by one, like beating beetles.

Shi Xiu was the only one who was brave and courageous. In his early years, he was nicknamed "Desperate Saburo" in the martial arts world. He became strong when faced with the strong and was unbreakable. He actually blocked Guan Luoyang's palm and climbed to the edge of the Nine Yang Divine Bell.

Unfortunately, when Guan Luoyang's other hand came over, he smashed his weapon in pieces, pushed his chest with a palm, and made him fly as far as possible, straight out of the military camp, and landed in the reed swamp.

when!!!!

The Nine Sun Divine Bell made a loud sound.

Yan Shude had already taken the opportunity to come under the clock. In his hand was a machete with a three-foot-long handle and a five-foot-long blade, and he slapped the clock hard.

Although this person practices demonic techniques, he has a close relationship with Chen Xizhen. He once discussed cultivation with Chen Xizhen and received a lot of advice on how to use the turbid energy of the demonic path to stimulate the power of the Nine Yang Divine Bell.

At the sound of the bell, Yan Shude himself was blown several feet away, and Guan Luoyang also felt the heat under his feet surge, almost as if he was pressing on the head of a volcano.

Guo Jing in the Nine-Yang Divine Bell got a chance to breathe and punched himself three times in the nose. His eyes turned red and he spurted out a stream of golden fire.

The Buddhist method relies on the seven emotions and six desires to hone the practice, and the Taoist method uses jade and hardware to cultivate a breath of pure vitality. His golden fire is a precious flame cultivated by both Buddhism and Taoism, and contains nearly half of his cultivation.

After the Nine-Yang Divine Bell absorbed this treasure flame, it shook and clanged on the spot, and its size increased several times, which was astonishingly large.

The green energy that penetrated and suppressed from the top of the bell was finally shaken away.

The crown of Guo Jing's hair was crooked, and he did not dare to neglect. He used a whisk to draw a circle on the ground. He jumped into the circle and escaped from there.

He had already sacrificed half of his cultivation to the Nine Yang Divine Bell, and he was heartbroken. If he dared to stay again, the Divine Bell would compete with that demon, and the aftermath would probably shock him to death.

‘It’s not Lin Lingsu, that’s not Lin Lingsu! That’s Guan Luoyang. What kind of thief is this thief with such a domineering cultivation?!'

"Gene Era"

A circle appeared on the ground outside the camp. Guo Jing jumped out of it and looked back. He originally wanted to see the outcome of Guan Luoyang's confrontation with the Nine Yang Divine Bell, but inadvertently, he saw a Taoist priest in colorful clothes walking among the rebellious army.

It's like entering a deserted place.

Guo Jing recognized the face he had seen several times in Bianliang City, and couldn't help but shudder, and without saying a word, he ran away like a desperate man.

Inside the military camp, Yan Shude saw the Nine Sun Divine Bell changing into such an astonishingly large appearance. He was about to call Lin Chong and others to follow him and kill them again. Suddenly, the joy on his face disappeared and he looked back.

Lin Lingsu was not far behind, looking at him intently.

Yan Shude did not recognize the Taoist priest, but he recognized the clothes he was wearing.

Nowadays, there are many Taoist officials in Bianliang City. There are only a handful of people who are qualified to wear this kind of imperial robe. And this robe is obviously old. Ten years ago, only a handful of people were qualified to wear this kind of robe.

one person.

"Lin Lingsu."

Yan Shude shouted loudly, "Taoist, you have also been favored by the emperor, how dare you deceive heaven now! Which rebellious minister and traitor did you collude with to incite this army to cause rebellion?"

Lin Lingsu turned her eyes and saw in the distance that Wu Song had picked up a knife and chopped off Liu Qi and Liu Lin. Liu Lin rushed over excitedly and without saying anything, he stretched out a jade-white flawless sword with delicate texture from the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

, unlike a mortal’s right hand.

Yan Shude heard the muffled thunder around him, but could not see where the thunder came from. He raised his head and let out a long howl. The turbid air in the military camp rolled and condensed into smoke and catkins, gathering towards him.

The long whale sucked water, and turbid air entered its body. Yan Shude waved his knife, and the light of the knife was swung wildly, covering his figure. Even the man with the knife, only a huge ball of sword energy was left, rolling towards Lin Lingsu.

The impact passed.

This ball of knife energy is getting bigger and heavier as it rolls, and the light of the flying knife is as dull as rust.

When this ball of sword energy came to Lin Lingsu, its size was comparable to the Chinese army's tent. Against this backdrop, Lin Lingsu's thin figure looked like a lamb facing a sandstorm.

But the next moment, the black sandstorm-like ball of sword energy was frozen for a moment, the thunder was faint, and sweet tunes and hazy songs floated throughout the camp.

Linlang fairy songs, meeting the gods.

Shenxiao, Big Thunder Langshu!

Lin Lingsu's eye sockets expanded, and the pores and whites of her eyes disappeared. The mercury-like luster almost flowed out of the corners of her eyes, and she raised her palms forward.

A giant blue hand rose from the ground, entirely composed of pure and bright light.

Between the five fingers, there are many talisman seals as deep as ink blue. Many talisman seals are connected into small chains, which are close to the surface of this giant hand and flow endlessly.

With a loud bang, this big hand directly grasped Yan Shude's Sword Qi ball in the palm of his hand. No matter how turbid Qi swarmed in, the sword cyclone continued to cut, and this giant hand was only rubbed out by the Sword Qi.

More lightning, tightening it bit by bit.

Wu Song came closer and felt the fighting momentum between the two. His blood boiled and he said secretly: "What a ferocious sword technique. This Yan Shude has the turbid qi of the army, and his skills are endless. He will always remain at the peak. If you really want to

In a fight, even if brother Luda and I are on the same level, I'm afraid we won't be able to tell the difference within fifty rounds."

Just as he thought of this, he saw that the huge ball of sword energy had been completely deformed and broken by the big hand of the divine thunder.

The giant hand squeezed hard towards the middle, and it seemed that because of the excessive force, it disintegrated into an unclear halo. The bright blue light and the talismans were all surging violently and rapidly, and they were unstoppable.

It penetrated into Yan Shude's body.

Lin Lingsu waved his sleeves, and Yan Shude's figure flew up into the sky uncontrollably, glowing all over and surrounded by fairy songs, attracting the attention of the soldiers in the camp.

Then, in front of everyone, they watched the commander-in-chief of their army explode into a dazzling firework.

The sounds of chaos in the army could not help but subside a little.

Guan Luoyang was originally going to draw his sword and perform the Sky Slash, crushing the Nine Sun Divine Bell first, and then going to deal with Yan Shude. He didn't expect Lin Lingsu to be so active and kill the general in the blink of an eye.

He then thought about it, and just used his feet to replace the sword, used the power of the sky sword, and stamped on the Nine Yang Divine Bell.

The big bell received this blow, and its rich chime instantly became muted. Its huge size also quickly shrank, becoming only about a foot tall.

Guan Luoyang landed on the ground, raised his foot and kicked the small bell away, hitting the big flag with the word Yan.

The general's flag was turned into powder, and the Chinese army's tent was razed to the ground.

The sound of the Qingyue bell seemed to be a death knell announcing defeat.

Guan Luoyang shouted loudly: "Put down your swords and guns, and those who surrender will not be killed!!"

"Surrender without killing!!!"

Lu Da and Wu Song also shouted. While shouting, they rushed towards the places where there were still sounds of fighting. They were like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep. Wherever they passed, they only left screams of pain everywhere. The morale of the Song soldiers was broken and they were frightened. During the two-pronged battle, there were not a few who escaped from the camp or threw off their helmets and armor and fell to their knees on the spot.

Eight thousand Liangshan disciples took advantage of the situation to confiscate their swords and guns, pressed the necks of the Song soldiers, and made them squat on the ground with their heads in their hands.
To be continued...