Lu Jue opened his mouth and stared, then with a sound, he pulled the Bixuanlu away and took three steps back: "How is that possible?"
Lu Wanran snorted coldly: "The Wusun bandits, how can they be the rivals of Taoist Lin?"
Princess Lingwei pinched her waist and cursed: "Go back to where you came from, lest there be a river of blood here today!"
Lu Jue knew he was outmatched, so he turned around and left.
Lin Xiaodong sneered: "Now do you know how to escape?"
With a finger, the Taiyuan golden lamp released a beam of golden light, which penetrated Lu Jue's chest, causing him to fall to the ground and die.
Nie Cong, Fan Baolin, and Gu Shun exclaimed at the same time: "Brother Lu Dao!"
Ye Hao was horrified: "Uncle Lu!"
Ye Qingcheng waved his fists and waved his sleeves: "Hateful!"
Fan Baolin turned over on Mo Qilin, opened the Deyou Sword, and charged at Lin Xiaodong: "The evil path of Congling, give back the life of my fellow Taoist!"
Lin Xiaodong slapped the horn of the camel, stepped forward to meet him, and used his spear to kill him, causing the Deyou Sword to break into two pieces.
Fan Baolin was stunned: "Ah?"
Turn Mo Qilin around, turn around and leave.
Lin Xiaodong caught up and jumped on Fan Baolin with his gun.
When Fan Baolin saw that the situation was not going well, he rolled up his sleeves, showed the Tianshan Bell, raised it above his head, a bell rang, and golden light flashed, blocking the incoming gun.
Lin Xiaodong was repelled and contained the camel.
Fan Baolin turned around and hummed proudly. The Tianshan bell rang again, and a beam of golden light swept towards Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong raised his head and took a look. The Taiyuan golden lamp was shining brightly, and the wick blocked the golden light without even moving.
When Fan Baolin saw this, he gritted his teeth and raised the Tianshan Bell high into the sky, smashing it onto Lin Xiaodong's head.
Lin Xiaodong raised his hand and pointed, a beam of golden light from the Taiyuan Golden Lamp hit the Tianshan Bell, and instantly melted into molten iron.
Fan Baolin was heartbroken and shouted: "Did you destroy my treasure?"
Lin Xiaodong didn't say anything more, but the Taiyuan Golden Lantern emitted another golden light, and Fan Baolin and his rider were wiped out in ashes.
Fan Baolin died again in the blink of an eye, and all the immortals in the Wusun Kingdom were frightened.
Gu Shun opened his mouth and said in shock: "Brother Fan Dao!"
Nie Cong shook his head: "I actually hurt brother Fan Xian again!"
Lin Xiaodong glared angrily: "Who else?"
Nie Cong gnashed his teeth: "Lin Xiaodong! Stop being so arrogant! I'll see you again!"
He mounted the fairy beast, swung the Luo Yujian, and headed straight for Lin Xiaodong.
In the Yao Di Taoist formation, Jiang Ting said in response: "Taoist Master Lin, please rest first, I will deal with this thief!"
He mounted the Black Cloud Leopard, drew out the Yuan Heng Sword, jumped forward, and blocked Nie Cong.
Lin Xiaodong stepped back.
Nie Cong asked angrily: "Who are you, who dare to stop me?"
Jiang Ting stood up and said in a loud voice: "Dali Guanghan Qiu Yao Di Dao Immortal, Jiang Ting is the Qingci Palace in Fu'an Mountain. Do you have a name for the rats from Wusun State?"
Nie Cong replied: "The immortals in the Wusun Kingdom rest on the Yushan Mountain, and the Xiongchang Mountain can bloom with caves. Nie Cong, come to avenge my fellow Wusun Kingdom!"
Jiang Ting smiled grimly: "You want revenge?
I want to eliminate the invading enemies!"
The purple lightning and clear frost of Yuanheng Sword pierced Nie Cong's heart.
Nie Congluo swiped his jade sword, held the Yuan Heng sword, and fought with Jiang Ting. The leopards and beasts clashed, the two swords flew around, and they crossed each other, and before they knew it, they were more than twenty times together.
Nie Cong is the number one master under Ye Qingcheng and cannot be rivaled by Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting couldn't win for a long time, his heart was anxious and his mouth was dry. He took out the diamond bell from his arms and threw it in the air. When the bell rang, a golden light flew towards Nie Cong.
When Nie Cong saw it, he hurriedly picked up the fairy and green beast and jumped out of the battle circle, avoiding the golden light, and raised the wind and fire hammer. In an instant, the sky was blazing with fire, and the golden light was blocked.
When Jiang Ting saw it, he did not hesitate and threw the diamond bell at Nie Chong's top door.
Nie Cong curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, raised his hand and pointed, and the wind and fire hammer flew towards the diamond bell.
Just a bell ringing was heard, fire splashed everywhere, the diamond bell was hammered flat, it did not look like a bell, burned red, and rolled to the ground.
Jiang Ting shouted, turned Mo Yunbao around, and fled.
Nie Cong became fierce: "Where to go?"
With one finger, the wind and fire hammer hit Jiang Ting on the back of the head.
Jiang Ting saw something bad and shouted: "Master Lin, help me!"
Lin Xiaodong pointed his extinguishing gun, and the Fire and Wind Hammer suddenly lost its power and extinguished the flames.
Jiang Ting was able to escape safely and retreated to the formation.
Yao Jizhong gnashed his teeth and cursed angrily: "You Yao Di Dao Immortals are so shameless, you can only live by the evil ways of Congling!"
Lu Wanran scolded: "That's better than colluding with Wusun State and being a traitor!"
Ye Qingcheng came forward in person with his precious black mandrill and Ci Yang Sword: "Lin Xiaodong! Come and fight with me!"
Yang Shubao came forward with a slap on his horse and danced his sword: "This is a great gift to the immortals of Yao Di Dao in Guanghanqiu, Liuyang Mountain, and Yang Shubao from Lijing Cave in Liuyang Mountain. Rats from Wusun Kingdom, please don't show off your evil deeds!"
Ye Qingcheng squinted his eyes and said scornfully: "What kind of magic power do you have, dare to come to see me?"
The Ci Yang Sword was raised high and struck at the poplar tree.
Yang Shubao Mingji swung his sword horizontally, blocked a move, and fought with Ye Qingcheng.
The two men's mandrills and horses met each other, their swords were raised together, they moved around, and they fought for more than thirty times.
Ye Qingcheng is the head of the Wusun Kingdom's Yushan Pillow Immortal, and is far from the enemy of the poplar tree.
Yang Shubao could not win the battle for a long time, so he raised the Linghe Sword, and a white light flashed towards Ye Qingcheng's eyebrows.
Ye Qingcheng was on guard for a long time. With a shake of his left shoulder, the fiery glazed sword on his back unsheathed itself. It was emerald green and flowing with elixir, dazzling with brilliance. With a sharp cry, he cut the Linghe Sword in half.
When Yang Shubao saw this, he panicked and ran away.
Ye Qingcheng pointed his hand and chased after him with the fiery glazed sword. The sky was blazing and the earth was blazing with flames.
Seeing that Yang Shubao was about to be burned to ashes, Lin Xiaodong reached into the gun and swung it. The fire was absorbed by the tip of the gun, and the Fiery Glazed Sword emerged from it and fell to the ground.
Ye Qingcheng's red eyes were furious: "Lin Xiaodong! Come out! Don't hide in the dark and use your tricks!"
Lin Xiaodong patted the camel on the back and stepped forward slowly.
Ye Qingcheng swung his Ciyang sword and struck at Lin Xiaodong's door.
Lin Xiaodong entered and swiped the killing gun, the black shadow flashed, and the Ciyang Sword broke silently.
Ye Qingcheng picked up the broken sword and observed the fracture. It was neat and tidy, which was beyond the reach of a gun. He couldn't help asking angrily: "What kind of method is this?"
Lin Xiaodong didn't say a word.
Ye Qingcheng gritted his teeth and glared angrily. He pointed his hand and the Fiery Glazed Sword reappeared with its precious light. The blazing flames shot towards Lin Xiaodong's eyebrows.
Lin Xiaodong raised his hand and pointed, the fire light dissipated, and the Fiery Glazed Sword fell to the ground again.
Ye Qingcheng raised his head: "Can you deprive people of their magical power?"
Lin Xiaodong sneered and said nothing.
Ye Qingcheng nodded: "Then I have a way to kill you!"
With a finger of his hand, he cast spells and blessings, and the Fiery Glazed Sword rose again, suspended in mid-air, and emitted seven-color glazed light.
Lin Xiaodong looked up and felt that his brain was empty and he was fixed in the Niwan Palace, unable to move.
Seeing that Lin Xiaodong was hit, Ye Qingcheng smiled ferociously, flicked his sleeves, and the Fiery Glazed Sword flew away, piercing Lin Xiaodong's chest.
However, when the sword was stabbed, there was not even a trace of blood, and the figure was just ethereal, like a reflection on the water, making waves for a while, and then disappeared.
Princess Lingwei held her hand in front of her chest, bit her lip and stared, whispering: "Taoist Master Lin?"
Ye Qingcheng was confused and looked around: "Where are the people?"
The air above the camel swayed, and Lin Xiaodong reappeared.
Yao Jizhong said: "This is the evil magic mentioned earlier."