Dai Xiaolou dragged Wuchen and Wang Yin away while the other five foxes chased and beat up the Huashan disciples. In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty Huashan disciples were dead and missing.
Wuchen and Wang Yin saw their disciples being killed but were unable to do anything. Their positions were in chaos. They originally had the upper hand, but now they are gradually showing signs of decline.
Just when the two of them were at their wits' end, they heard an angry shout and a figure flew in.
Seeing the person coming, Wuchen couldn't help but feel happy: "Master..."
The person who came was none other than Grandma Hua Sam, who was escorting the disciples down the mountain.
Grandma Hua Sam flew forward, shook her right hand, and a silver-handled fly whisk suddenly appeared in her hand. With a shake of the fly whisk, she instantly forced Dai Xiaolou and Wuchen away.
"Wuchen, Wang Yin, leave this to my master, you two can deal with the other demon girls."
"Yes, master..."
The two of them answered in unison and quickly rushed towards Jin Xiyue and others.
Grandma Hua Sam kicked up the dust and looked at Dai Xiaolou with a scowl on his face: "I've heard that Our Lady of Tianchan is famous for sitting down with seven disciples. Today, when I see you, you are indeed worthy of your reputation. You must be Dai Xiaolou, the Silver Fox with Iron Sleeves."
Dai Xiaolou stretched out his long sleeves and chuckled: "Yes, I am Dai Xiaolou. What advice can I give you, old thief?"
Grandma Hua Sam snorted coldly: "The witch cultivator is so reckless. Today your Tianchan Sect broke into the Huashan Sect and killed my Huashan disciples. I, Grandma Hua Sam, will settle this grudge with you one by one."
Dai Xiaolou smiled coldly, stretched out his long sleeves, and the fluttering long sleeves suddenly turned into a long flying dragon, which quickly shot towards Grandma Hua Sam.
"Old thief, stop talking nonsense and see the real deal."
When Grandma Hua Sam saw that Dai Xiaolou had taken the lead, she hurriedly took a few steps back. She raised her whisk and fluttered the whisk hair, which immediately turned into a white barrier in front of her.
There was a loud noise, and Dai Xiaolou's long sleeves hit the white barrier violently. The powerful impact made the hair on the duster tumble, and Hua Sam's grandma jumped back.
Although Grandma Hua Sam was knocked back, she was not hurt at all. Her expression remained unchanged. She raised the dust in her hand, and the whisk and duster suddenly turned into a rain of swords from the sky, and quickly attacked Dai Xiaolou.
Dai Xiaolou's expression changed when he saw the fierceness of Grandma Hua Sam's duster. His long sleeves danced rapidly, like a fairy dancing, fluttering, dancing lightly...
The dancing long sleeves were like a copper wall and an iron wall. No matter how powerful Grandma Hua Sam's whisk and hair duster was, she could not break through Dai Xiaolou's defense.
The two of them fought back and forth for free, but neither of them got a single advantage from the other.
Members of the Huashan faction were being killed by the six foxes one after another. Grandma Huashan saw this and became more and more anxious, but she had no choice but to do anything. This Dai Xiaolou was too difficult to deal with. In terms of strength, Dai Xiaolou might not be Huasham.
Grandma Hua Sam's opponent, but the further they hit, the less direct contact Dai Xiaolou had with Grandma Hua Sam. Instead, they just kept harassing and making surprise attacks. Grandma Hua Sam was like holding a hammer to swat mosquitoes, but unable to use the force.
The sky is getting brighter, the sky is turning white, and the battle is still going on.
After Gui San swung his long sword and killed a leading disciple of the Huashan Sect, he waved his hand and the disciples of the Ghost King Sect roared and rushed into the inner gate of the Huashan Sect.
After breaking through the gate of Huashan Sect, the disciples of Ghost King Sect rushed in like a beast.
The disciples of the Ghost King Sect, who had been frustrated all night, finally found an outlet to vent their anger. Each one of them was like a hungry wild wolf, roaring and pounced on the Huashan Sect disciples who rushed to stop them. In the blink of an eye, those Huashan Sect disciples were killed by the Ghost King Sect disciples.
After being clean, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect beheaded these Huashan Sect disciples. Still not relieved, they rushed into the inner hall again with their swords, and another massacre began.
Gui San was thinking about the agreement with Zhou Yun, so he led the Ghost King Sect and rushed into the hall quickly, only to find that there was no one in the hall. Later, it was reported that Liu Hu was fighting with Grandma Hua Sam near the side door. Gui San was afraid that Zhou Yun would be harmed.
Hurt, leading a team of men and horses, rushed towards the side door.
After a night of fighting, the area near the side entrance of the Huashan Sect has long been turned into ruins. There are corpses lying on the ground. There are Huashan Sect disciples and fox corpses, but most of them are Huashan Sect disciples.
At this moment, most of the members of the Huashan Sect have been killed or injured, Wuchen and Wang Yin were also injured, but they led the last group of people to resist the Tianchan Sect's attack.
However, Jin Xiyue had already withdrawn herself and Dai Xiaolou to deal with Grandma Hua Sam. Grandma Hua Sam fought against the two of them on her own and was not at a disadvantage.
Gui San crossed his arms and looked at it for a while, licked his dry lips and said with a smile: "These six foxes really have their own looks, even when fighting they are so graceful. Tsk tsk, I think they are also extraordinary in bed skills. If you can let me sleep with them,
Without them, I would be willing to live even if my life is shortened by two years."
An unkempt man next to Gui San chuckled and said: "If the hall master wants to sleep with them, it won't be as simple as losing two years of life. I'm afraid he can drain you dry overnight."
Guisan raised his brows slightly, stretched out his hand and hit the man on the head hard: "Do I still need you to remind me? I just said this, you just listened to it like this, what nonsense?"
The man cringed and glanced at Gui San timidly: "Yes, yes, what the hall master said is that you are too talkative."
Gui San rolled his eyes at him, then shook his right hand and said loudly: "Brothers, the beauty is in trouble, shall we help?"
"help……"
"These old dogs from Huashan will kill or not..."
"kill……"
"Then kill me and leave no one alive..."
"yes……"
Gui San gave the order, and the hungry Ghost King Sect disciples rushed forward one by one, waving their swords and roaring.
Gui San naturally also wanted to show off in front of these beautiful fox demons. He held a sword in one hand and a sword in the other. He rushed forward with his feet like the wind: "Old thief, let Grandpa Gui San come to meet you." As he said this, his body
He ran around and struck Grandma Hua Sam on the head with the swords in his hands.
Grandma Hua Sam suddenly felt the sound of wind, and the fly whisk flew up violently, forcing Jin Xiyue and Dai Xiaolou to push away. She turned to one side and thrust the handle of the whisk back violently. By chance, this thrust hit Gui San.
There was only a muffled snort from his nose, and Gui San flew out like a short-stringed kite, spraying nosebleeds.
Dai Xiaolou raised his eyebrows and said, "What an idiot." He waved his long sleeves and fiercely attacked Grandma Hua Sam.
Grandma Hua Sam hit Gui San away with a whisk handle. She swayed and quickly avoided Dai Xiaolou's long sleeves.
Gui San, who fell to the ground, spurted blood from his nose. The sour pain from his nose made him burst into tears. He turned over and sat up from the ground. He covered his nose with tears and nosebleeds and said: "Damn, old man
You thief, you made me embarrassed in front of so many beauties. Today, I have taken the lead. If I don’t cut you into pieces today, I won’t call you Guisan.”
As he spoke, he flicked his nose and stood up from the ground. He shook his hands and rushed forward with a loud shout: "Yeah, yeah... Whoever stands in my way will die, old thief, you will die..."
With the roar of anger, the swords were swung together, and two rays of energy, one red and one black, shot out from the swords.
Grandma Hua Sam frowned, turned to one side fiercely, swung the fly whisk rapidly, and the golden power shot out.
boom……
boom……
Only two loud noises were heard, and the whole sky flashed with golden light
"Haha...Old thief, I asked you to hit me on the nose. Now I know how powerful your third uncle is..."
Dai Xiaolou looked at the extremely arrogant Gui San with cold eyes and sneered: "This idiot has not hit anyone, so why are you shouting so hard?"
Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed in the golden light, and with a muffled groan, Gui San flew out again.
Grandma Hua Sam stood proudly with a fly whisk in hand, with a murderous look on her face and said coldly: "This punch is to teach you to stop talking nonsense."
Gui San jumped up from the ground. His whole face had been deformed by Hua Sam's fierce punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and three or five big white teeth mixed with blood came out.
Looking at the teeth on the ground, Gui San couldn't help but wailed: "Damn old thief, you dare to knock out one of my teeth, I will fight with you..." After saying that, he rushed towards Grandma Hua Sam.
Dai Xiaolou shook his head and cursed secretly: "This idiot hasn't learned his lesson yet." He stretched out his long sleeves and rushed forward.
Jin Xiyue was not idle either. She waved both swords and rushed forward quickly.
The four of them fought together again
The fighting here is in full swing, and other places are not idle either.
As the disciples of the Ghost King Sect joined in, the Huashan Sect could no longer hold on, and the last group of Huashan Sect disciples slowly fell amidst the ghostly screams of the Ghost King Sect disciples...
Situ Jing ran all the way out of the mountain gate. Halfway there, he encountered a group of vicious Ghost King Sect disciples.
This Situ Jingsheng's elegance and refinement is a rare beauty of the Huashan sect. Together with Wuchen, he is known as the two beauties of Huashan. Compared with those seductive vixens, he is no less generous, but a little less charming.
A little more refreshing
The disciples of the Ghost King Sect could not be covetous when they saw such a beautiful woman, and they all gathered around with lewd smiles.
The leader of the Ghost King Sect touched his chin and looked at Situ Jing and said with a smile: "What a pretty flower. Brothers, the master asked us to guard here. It seems that we are doing the right thing. Everyone is blessed."
"
Seeing the group of Ghost King Sect disciples surrounding her, Situ Jing pressed her waist, shook her right hand, and a slender soft sword with shining silver fell into her hand.
After all, Situ Jing is also a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Although he is not as good as Wuchen and does not have as advanced swordsmanship as Wang Yin, his skill cannot be underestimated.
When the leader of the Ghost King Sect saw Situ Jing pulling out his long sword, he couldn't help laughing: "Oh, I thought it was a white and tender jasmine flower, but it turned out to be a rose with thorns, but I like thorns.
Rose, delicious enough..."
Situ Jing didn't answer. He looked around with his big eyes. Then he scurried forward with his feet, shook his sword, and stabbed straight at the leader of the Ghost King Sect.
She didn't intend to kill the enemy, she just wanted to break through the siege and go down the mountain to seek help from the Longmen Sect.
But the disciples of the Ghost King Sect were obviously locked in a fight with her. How could they let her break out easily?
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