Over the west courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, the sloppy Taoist brought Huang Tianjue to teleport and settled down. Looking forward, he saw that the densely packed coalition of monks on three floors and three outside had blocked their way. At this time,
There was almost no place for people to stand in the sky. Looking forward from his direction, basically nothing could be seen. They were all people, and each person had more or less magic talismans and magic weapons in their hands.
Each one is dazzling with dazzling light, divine power and dazzling brilliance.
"Damn, there are too many people."
The sloppy Taoist clutched the sword tightly in his hand, his teeth itching with hatred.
Although the cultivation level of the disciples of Tianzong in this grand world is not high, if their number reaches a certain scale, it will be quite terrifying.
Once upon a time, there were many legends circulating in the world, including the story of a top master with superb cultivation who was besieged and killed by tens of thousands of people.
There are really too many stories like this, but those powerful men who died under the army were not necessarily caused by poor cultivation. Instead, it was because the number of opponents was too large and they were exhausted in the end of the battle.
Death.
After all, no matter how powerful a master is, he is not a machine. When you draw a sword, it will consume physical energy and divine power. When a person encounters an army of thousands, if there is no chance to escape, then he can only
The more you fight, the more tired you become. In the end, even if your cultivation is said to be astonishing, you will inevitably escape death in the end.
Of course, such allusions usually appear when two armies are confronting each other. The occurrence of allusions is affected by environmental factors. For example, for revenge, someone breaks into the Tianzong station with thousands of troops and horses, and then he
Knowing that there are many opponents, but still insisting on achieving your wish, no matter how powerful the person is, he will definitely die.
In addition, there is another situation, that is, a certain Tianzong sends a large number of manpower to surround and suppress a strong person, which will also force this strong person to a dead end.
With the current situation all the way, Duan Xinghuang arrested Huang Tianjue just to vent his anger and make Feng Jueyu suffer. Coupled with the grievances between Gu Baize and Xiaoyue Sect, they naturally would not let the sloppy Taoist and Huang Tianjue leave easily, and now
At this moment, both sides are already fighting. The showdown between Xiaoyue and Shenglong is about to begin. How could Duan Xinghuang allow a hostage like Huang Tianjue to leave the city lord's palace easily?
Due to the above reasons, although the disciples of Shenglong Mountain, the Lingzhou sect’s coalition disciples, and the disciples of Tianluo Sword Sect have not all appeared, there are still many thousands of people outside the city lord’s palace.
, Moreover, if these thousands of people can appear in the outer defense of the city lord's palace, they must be carefully selected experts from the major Tianzong. With such a huge number of people, not to mention the masters of Qiankun realm, even the strong ones of Daowu realm are here.
, it is inevitable that you will feel jealous.
"Stop him!"
"Don't let them run away. The sect leader has spoken. Anyone who dares to retreat will be dealt with according to the sect's rules."
"Form up, quickly form a formation..."
"..."
In the sky above the city lord's palace, deafening roars resounded one after another. The shouts and roars of tens of thousands of people made the entire city tremble slightly.
When the sloppy Taoist came here and saw how large the crowd was in front of him, he immediately cursed angrily: "Huang, how important are you in Xiaoyue Sect? Damn it, Duan Xinghuang has done it."
There are so many people watching over you."
A trace of guilt flashed across Huang Tianjue's face, and he said hastily: "Senior, please leave me alone and go by yourself."
The sloppy Taoist held a long sword with a yellow lotus handle in his hand and glanced at Huang Tianjue, cursing: "What the hell are you talking about? Don't you know why I'm here? My mission is to protect you from death before Feng Jueyu comes.
If it’s not for this, why don’t I find a place to drink? Stop talking nonsense. If you don’t want to get me involved, grab a sword and fight with them.”
After the sloppy Taoist finished speaking, he sucked with one palm, and a monk from an unknown heavenly sect was sucked over from the opposite side. His claws were extremely powerful, and he suddenly grabbed this person close to him and held his head, and then
He shouted at the thousands of coalition monks directly in front: "Get out of my way, otherwise he will be your fate."
Click!
The sloppy Taoist struck extremely hard, with a clasp of his five fingers, his divine power surged wildly, and the head of the coalition monk he captured was shattered into a puddle of flesh on the spot.
Looking at the sloppy Taoist who was about to kill people, it would be impossible for the thousands of coalition monks to say that they were not afraid at all. The sloppy Taoist scratched the monk's head into pieces with one claw, and the thousands of coalition monks took a step back in fear.
No one dared to come forward and ask for trouble.
But after all, there is only one Sloppy Taoist. He can intimidate a group of minions for a short time, but he cannot influence everyone's inner thoughts.
At this time, a group of strong men followed behind the sloppy Taoist. Duan Xinghuang did not chase after him at all, but walked up the sky and stood high in the sky. He put his hands behind his back and shouted to the entire Overlord City:
"Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed on the spot."
After this order, the formation of the allied monks became much more stable. Those monks who saw the slovenly Taoist trembled and did not dare to be timid stopped one by one and did not dare to retreat, because if they retreated again, they would be on the side of their sect leader.
It's not a good idea. Instead of doing this, it's better to take advantage of the large number of people and fight to the death with the sloppy Taoist.
The allied monks had different mentality, but the slovenly Taoist saw that it would be too late if he didn't leave. He immediately took a step forward, approached and said: "I'll say it again, get out!"
He shouted this with a frenzied voice filled with anxiety and anger. The crowd was immediately frightened and backed away again, but this time, something strange happened.
The strength of the sloppy Taoist is unfathomable. This is what everyone has seen with their own eyes. The first time he shouted, he was still far away, but this time, he was much closer. As a result, it directly caused the standing
The mentality of the monks at the front collapsed on the spot, and they were so frightened that they directly sacrificed the magic weapons and talismans in their hands.
"do not come."
"He is the only one who has to fight with him."
"If you step back, you will die. Come on."
"..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Accompanied by a chaotic noise, more than a dozen spiritual talismans and a few magic weapons flew towards the sloppy Taoist. When Huang Tianjue saw that the sloppy Taoist's intimidation did not have a very good effect, he immediately threw it away.
The monk who died just now picked up the long sword in his hand and flew forward, dancing wildly.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
"You ungrateful animal."
The sloppy Taoist was furious when he saw this, and rushed into the crowd with a flash of his sword. Countless heads of good people flew into the sky with the light of his sword.
With this incident, the coalition monks were completely in chaos. Countless people were fighting for their lives, constantly releasing magical powers and spiritual magic in the air. Then you saw, under the silent dark night sky, the colorful
The divine power criss-crossed, as if a vast web of destruction had been formed in an instant, and without exception they attacked the slovenly Taoist and Huang Tianjue standing in the sea of people.
The battle started at the moment, and both sides had no way to retreat. The Sloppy Taoist and Huang Tianjue went on a killing spree.
"Let you block my way and lie down for me."
Whoosh!
The sloppy Taoist used a set of exquisite Huang Lian sword energy to kill thousands of troops in front of the enemy's formation. When the sword rose and fell, blood was thrown into the wine, and limbs were flying everywhere. The scene was extremely chaotic and bloody.
In recent years, Huang Tianjue has studied under Nie Renkuang, the God of Death, and has learned many martial arts skills. His cultivation is much stronger than before. At this moment, among the crowd, he is comparable to a tiger descending from the mountain. Wherever he passes, there are corpses.
All over the place, the momentum is quite astonishing.
The two of them charged forward at one go, without even looking at how many people were coming from behind. However, the situation lasted for less than ten breaths before a group of masters around Duan Xinghuang finally rushed over.
"Demon way, suffer death."
The sloppy Taoist was enjoying his killing spree when he suddenly heard a loud shout coming from behind him. This shout was also accompanied by a fierce and domineering sword energy, which appeared behind the Taoist in an instant.
The sloppy Taoist frowned when he heard this. He turned around and swung his sword. The sword energy swept out, just in time to collide with a Qingfeng that was rushing towards him.
when!
A frightening trembling sound rang out in the air, and many coalition monks were stunned by the collision of the two sword energies. Their noses and mouths were bleeding, and they retreated to the distance. Some of the weaker ones did not react at all and were directly hit by the sword energy.
The impact produced a surge of divine power, and the shock caused his internal organs to burst and he died.
"Wow!"
The crowd was surprised to see a master, and the allied monks quickly retreated. Only some of them went to block Huang Tianjue, while the rest were as far away from the sloppy swordsman as they could be.
High in the sky, an old man appeared in front of the sloppy Taoist, holding a green-edged long sword in a downward slashing posture.
The sloppy Taoist looked up, and a hint of war-loving flashed through his pupils, and said proudly: "Qinglin Sword, I have heard of you, your name is Fei Shu, right? The sword is very powerful." The sloppy Taoist smiled faintly, and held a long sword in his hand.
The swords were not retracted, but the blades of the two swords were in close contact with each other. Divine power surged up again and again, and a buzzing and trembling sound came from the swords.
The terrifying sword energy fluctuations are secretly competing with each other along with the original divine power blessed inside the two long swords. The ripples of energy create layers of substantial energy fluctuations.
The silver-haired old man who took action was none other than Fei Shu, the second eldest brother of the Fei family from Kunzhou. His Qinglin Sword had killed several masters of the same level.
Fei Shu held the sword in one hand, and his expression was far less calm than that of the sloppy Taoist. On the contrary, after feeling the power of the sword in the sloppy Taoist's hand, he inexplicably saw a yellow lotus blooming in front of his eyes. Among the yellow lotus
There seemed to be an arrogant and unruly coldness coming out, forming a small crescent mark.
Fei Shu was slightly startled, took a deep breath and said: "Huang Lian forged the gallbladder of the sword, and the spirit turned into the bright moon. Are you a descendant of Jianqin?"
When Fei Shu blurted out his words like this, all the powerful men who followed him were stunned.