In the large leather tent, figures were tumbling, the leather jackets wrapped around them were covered with sparks, and the screaming figures were frantically slapping them with their hands, filling the air with the smell of incense.
The Yuejie priest is inextricably linked to the animal spirits. He uses an urn as a weapon to absorb the beast spirits and refine them. The animal spirit merges with itself to form a human body with the head of an animal. If the animal spirit is injured, the priest he drives will also
Being eaten back.
But now, several Gray Sheep priest beast spirits have been killed, and those with advanced cultivation are fine. The priest who has just entered the Gray Sheep realm is surrounded by a cloud of incense, and his whole body is ignited with flames. He is going crazy.
Rolling on the ground and screaming.
Hu Duyan was also uncomfortable. He was already injured, and now he was even more injured. Compared with the other three, he was much better. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out the herbal medicine from the small urn on his waist and kneaded it.
When the ball was stuffed into the mouth of one of them, the flames burning on the other two people burst out and engulfed them directly.
"High Priest!" He took two steps back, kicked down the suet lamp, and called back.
Over there, the priest with the eagle feathers on his forehead slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and extinguished the flames on the two people. Today and night, his sheep spirit and deer spirit were destroyed one after another. Fortunately, with his advanced cultivation, he
It won't hurt his muscles and bones, and he will have to practice the two spirits again after he goes back.
There was still smoke rising from the extinguished flames, but unfortunately the two of them had made no sound.
Smelling the stench of burnt and incense, his face was extremely ugly. When he went south, he also got to know the Taoist monks of the Jin Kingdom in the Central Plains. He had heard some things about the enlightenment of incense, but it was rare to see the Taoist monks of the Jin Kingdom.
Said him.
Thinking of the sharp blade he saw in that tent through Lu Ling's perspective, he was still frightened at this moment.
"I have seen some gods and men from the Jin Kingdom in the south, including mountain spirits and water monsters, but why have I never heard of this god and man today?"
"I don't know, but it was probably caused by the Han man who hurt me that day."
Hu Duyan also felt something in his heart. The huge waves that that man caused on the river beach that day also had the smell of incense. If he said that it had nothing to do with the man of God who was holding a sword and riding a horse today, he would not believe it.
"There is no need to panic." I don't know if he could see what Hu Duyan was thinking, but the Eagle Feather Priest grinned, "This is my Yuejie camp, where the army is. Besides, my vitality is not injured, so I can fight with my own skills.
Don’t be afraid of him.”
Outside the big tent, in the dim bonfire, the Yuejie men were playing with the women who had fainted. They also carried the white bodies away and threw them on carts to pile them up.
A large number of prisoners were tied up with their hands and feet, trapped in the fence and banging their heads against wooden posts. Some of them choked and cried out to the women they knew or their wives.
The night is far from over.
Outside Yuejie Camp, patrolling light cavalry were galloping through the fields holding torches. With the rumble of horse hooves, someone suddenly pointed to the south on horseback. A faint green light appeared in his eyes.
"what is that!"
"Come to Dazhai!"
The galloping cavalry circled around the field and intercepted the flash of blue light. Some of the light cavalry lost their torches and drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the incoming light. However, when they saw clearly, their arms couldn't stop shaking.
The next moment, the stream of light dragged its light tail past them at an unimaginable speed, and a blade of light reflected by the torch made a "buzzing" sound in the wind and penetrated into the line of sight.
Snapped!
The held-up torch fell to the ground. The eight Qingqi stared blankly ahead. They subconsciously lowered their heads and looked down at their bodies. Blood gradually seeped out from their waists. Then the blood gushed out like a spring. The upper bodies of the eight people slowly tilted and they all fell.
On the ground.
In the distant blue light, the green robe was fluttering in the wind. Guan Yu closed his eyes and dragged the knife with one hand, feeling the energy in front of him. The horizontal Yanyue knife dropped to the ground.
Most of the 'Edict' hanging on his back was burned away.
…
"This failure does not mean a defeat on the battlefield. The Tianshi Mansion in Jin is pedantic. If we don't take action, they will not take action. It's really ridiculous."
The Eagle Feather Priest listened to the cries and screams of the captive Han people outside, and walked to the tent to express his opinion: "They still don't know why they massacred these people, and why we went south with the army. If the dynasty changes in the end, and we tell them,
I wonder if you will regret it?”
"The Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion are indeed ignorant, but the high priest still has to be careful. The behavior of the Han Chinese I mentioned before is very different from that of the Taoists in the Central Plains. They have no taboo about killing or injuring ordinary people."
hehe!
The high priest opened the curtain and chuckled.
"The word fear has long been erased after I became a priest!"
The moment he finished speaking, he looked outside for a moment, then his expression changed, and he strode out, making a sound between his teeth.
"You really dare to come?!"
At this time, there were loud arrows shooting into the sky at the gate tower. There were small leather tents and soldiers gathered around the campfire. The high priest waved and shouted: "Go back to the tent!"
In his eyes, the blue light had reached the camp gate, and then, it crashed in with a bang. The wooden railings collapsed and hit both sides. In the rushing light, under the silkworm's eyebrows, the phoenix eyes opened like two sharp arrows.
Stab someone, the moment the blade is slightly raised, the sound is like the roar of a bell.
"A certain person is Hou Tinghou of the Han Dynasty——"
Red Rabbit suddenly stepped on the ground, jumped up high, and ran across the bottom. The silhouettes of people screaming in surprise rushed towards the thin man with eagle feathers on his head in front of the big tent on the opposite side.
One person and one horse leap into the air.
He stroked his long beard, raised his arms, and swung the Green Dragon Sword horizontally, drawing out a huge sword light, followed by a roar.
"--Kuan!"
"High Priest, be careful!"
Huduyan waved his cane, and a phantom appeared in mid-air. At the same time, there was a loud bang, and the blade struck on top of a manifested beast spirit. The beast spirit shattered, and Huduyan seemed to have been hit hard.
The whole person was thrown upside down by the sword, and it hit the nearby tent like a cannonball.
唳——
In an instant, an eagle's cry resounded through the camp. Behind the thin figure in front of the tent, a giant figure several feet wide spread its wings and rolled up wind and thunder. The moment it intersected with the fallen horse wielding a sword, Guan Yu fell backward and pressed against the horse's back.
, dodged the wings that were fanning, and swung the blade that was dragging on the ground, slashing out the green dragon like a dream.
Roar——
The masterpiece of Long Yin.
The surrounding camps, the running Yuejie soldiers, and the female corpses on the ground were all blown away. The high priest froze on the spot, and the figure in green robe stopped on one side of the horse. The green dragon sword hung on the side of the horse, and it hummed faintly.
Looking at the chaos around him, Guan Yu seemed to have returned to the thousands of troops that came and went during his lifetime.
hehe!
Hahaha--
He pressed his sword, reined in his horse, stroked his beard, and laughed loudly. He swept past the frightened Yuejie people around him, with a majestic look that looked at all directions.
The 'Imperial' talisman suspended behind him finally burned out, and his figure gradually turned into stars and dissipated. His words, which sounded like bells, still echoed in the camp.
"A group of barbarians also want to get their hands on the Han Dynasty!"
In front of the collapsed tent.
The high priest also had an aura that was not inferior to that of the other party. However, the next moment, he stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared.
…
The eastern sky is filled with fish belly white.
Chen Yuan seemed to feel something on the oxcart that was slowly moving from south to north. When he turned around, he saw that the little wooden figure of Ruozhongzao had returned not long ago. He jumped down from the lattice and came to the car with the presence of the old god.
Hui, sit down cross-legged next to Chen Yuan.
"Second Master, how are you doing over there?" Chen Yuan turned her head.
"snort."
The little man closed his eyes and stroked his beard as if he was disdainful. He threw something over and snorted again: "A bunch of chickens and dogs."
What fell into Chen Yuan's hand was half an eagle feather.
In the carriage, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, Lu Bu, and Zhang Fei all stood on tiptoes on the belly of the sleeping crazy old man, pulling on the fence and looking out at Guan Gong, who was stroking his beard and raising his face.
Suddenly the four people turned their faces and whispered.
"Let him (the second brother) steal the spotlight again."
Only the wooden sculpture of Xiang Yu hugged the beautiful woman and whispered loving words. Soon after, the sky became bright and the outline of the military camp could be seen in the distance.