After hearing Wanyan Honglie's instructions, Sha Tongtian, Ouyang Ke and others immediately took action, showing off their unique skills, without any reservation, and all went towards killing several of the Quanzhen Seven Sons.
Ma Yu waved a fly whisk, and countless soft and dense silk threads, like swords and whips, danced in front of him. Sha Tongtian shouted and shouted, holding an iron oar, there were many phantoms, and the wind howled, like the nine bends of the Yellow River, surging incessantly.
He is the headmaster of Quanzhen, and on the other side he is a giant of the underworld. Both of them have astonishing artistic skills. In this fight, they met their opponents and met their talents. In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves were passed, and the battle was invincible.
Among them, Sha Tongtian's moves are ferocious and full of evil spirit, and they all hit the target's vital points. On the contrary, Ma Yu has a humble temperament, and uses softness to overcome the hardness of the whisk in his hand. A silver-white light curtain floats in front of him. No matter how ferocious and wild Sha Tongtian's attacks are,
They can't tear apart his defensive curtain.
Qiu Chuji, as the person with the highest martial arts among the Quanzhen Seven Sons, was fighting with Ouyang Ke at this time.
Ouyang Ke came from the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, and was carefully trained by Xidu Ouyang Feng. His martial arts skills are extraordinary. Although he is not as old as Qiu Chuji, his skills are not inferior to him. He uses a stainless steel folding fan in his hand to point or stab, and performs various tricks.
Complex and exquisite, sometimes like sword skills, sometimes like sword skills, or using the exquisite moves of a judge's pen to hit acupuncture points, he is truly worthy of being the descendant of Western Poison. Qiu Chuji also looked serious when facing such opponents, and danced with a long sword like wind and rain.
Through it, the sword light is like electricity, wisps and strands, endless.
With the martial arts skills of these two people, it is not that easy to determine the winner. It will take hundreds of moves before the clues can be revealed.
Hou Tonghai and the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River also joined forces to fight against Tan Churui. The sound was loud and the energy was flying. It was difficult to tell the difference for a while. Tan Churui was a disciple of Wang Chongyang. After decades of practice, he was not an ordinary person in terms of internal and external skills. He could do it all at once.
With five enemies, it is not easy to decide the winner in a short time.
Master Lingzhi also fought with Liu Chuxuan, but he was slightly outmatched. Although Master Lingzhi's Tantric Mahamudra was not authentic, it was a bit more vicious and vicious, making it increasingly difficult to resist. Liu Chuxuan faced that
The crimson palm force was also full of scruples and had to be defended with all its strength.
As a result, several members of the Quanzhen Sect were restrained, and there was still one Liang Ziwen who had no opponent.
At this time, Liang Ziwen, because he returned to the room last night and found that his precious snake was missing, he really beat his chest and almost got angry to death. Now he no longer has the fairy-like spirit and healthy life in the past.
Although he looked like a foreign expert, his face was full of ferocious anger. It was seen that several masters of the Quanzhen Sect were restrained by the masters of Prince Zhao's Palace. Only Bao Xiruo was still sobbing helplessly on the side.
At that moment, his eyes lit up.
"Okay, I, Liang, really deserve this great contribution. With the help of the Sixth Prince, I have no chance of raising another precious snake."
Liang Ziwen was very obsessed with immortality. After losing the precious snake, he felt that the sky was about to fall. At this time, his mind suddenly became clear. He felt that if he could make a great contribution today and capture the princess Bao Xiruo,
Giving it to Wanyan Honglie will be a great achievement immediately. With the help of a prince like Wanyan Honglie, it will not be difficult to raise another precious snake.
With such motivation, Liang Ziweng's heart was beating loudly and his face turned red. He suddenly moved his steps and used a smart and strange pace. In just a few flashes, he crossed the layers of battle groups and arrived not far away from Bao Xiruo.
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At that moment, he stretched out his arm and used one hand as a claw to grab Bao Xiruo, with a proud look on his face.
Bao Xiruo was just a weak woman. How could she resist his grasp? Liang Ziwen felt unhappy at the thought of his imminent success.
Just as he was rejoicing, Liang Ziwen suddenly felt a chill on his scalp, and a sharp wind roared in his ears. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Wait a minute."
The person coming here is a master! Liang Ziweng had an idea in his mind and did not bother to catch Bao Xiruo. Instead, he turned around and quickly took a few steps back. He was vibrating with energy throughout his body and was on guard.
Sure enough, as soon as he stepped away, a beam of silver light fell from the sky, and then a Taoist in green robe landed in front of him.
But it was Wang Chuyi who arrived.
"It turns out to be the real Iron-footed Immortal King, good kung fu!"
Liang Ziweng almost gritted his teeth. Seeing that the great achievements were right in front of him, but he fell short, how could he not be angry? So when he said these words, although they seemed to be compliments, they were actually sarcastic.
"Liang Weng praised it ridiculously, but I Dao didn't dare to take it seriously."
Wang Chu's expression was indifferent, he just looked at Liang Ziwen with a sharp look, always on guard against him taking action again.
As a result, the whole situation became more and more complicated, and there were fights everywhere. Whether it was the masters of the palace or the Quanzhen Sect, they had their own opponents and were trying to contain each other.
At this time, the only person who could break the situation was Taiyuan.
On the other side, Wanyan Honglie and Yang Kang stood together, watching many masters fighting each other. When they saw that Liang Ziwen was about to succeed, the father and son were filled with joy, but they did not expect that Liang Ziwen would be blocked by Wang Chuyi the next moment.
"It's really disgusting, Kang'er, what should we do now? Your mother is right there. Even if we shoot arrows, we still have scruples and cannot act rashly. If this continues, how can we save your mother?"
Wanyan Honglie was a little anxious. After all, he had deep feelings for Bao Xiruo. He felt that he would not disregard her safety unless he had to. At this time, many experts in the audience were restrained, and it was difficult to break the situation for a while.
It is really not easy to rescue Bao Xiruo.
"Father, don't worry. The child is already prepared. He will be able to rescue his mother in a short time."
Yang Kang nodded fiercely, his tone full of confidence.
At the same time, he was praying secretly in his heart. He didn't know when his master would arrive, but as soon as she arrived, the deadlock in front of him would be broken immediately.
The so-called master of Yang Kang was naturally not Qiu Chuji, but his other master, Mei Chaofeng.
When Wanyan Honglie returned from the desert, he happened to meet the injured Mei Chaofeng, so he took her back to the palace. After going back and forth, Yang Kang actually worshiped Mei Chaofeng as his teacher, and then learned the Nine Yin White Bone Claw Kung Fu from her.
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As early as when the war started, Yang Kang had already sent people to ask Mei Chaofeng to come. It had been a while and he should be arriving soon.
While he was thinking about it, there was a loud sound on the other side, and the strange wind was blowing, which was really scary. Then he saw a group of people fighting and walking towards this side.
Yang Kanggang was so happy that he quickly turned around and was shocked. He saw a woman in black holding a long shining silver whip in one hand. She was swinging it rapidly. The whip shadow was heavy and the force was terrifying. The flowers, plants, rocks along the way were all wiped out.
After exploding, she was holding someone in her free hand, it was Guo Jing, and there were six people fighting against her, five men and one woman, six of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.
"Damn it, where did those six people come from?"
Yang Kang cursed angrily. He was so angry that all the changes today were beyond his control. Even his only backup was restrained. Now he would have to struggle to rescue Bao Xiruo.
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