It didn't take long for everyone to arrive outside the gate of Tianyang City. As soon as they arrived, three men came to greet them. After the two sides met, Du Yang asked: "How is it?" One man replied: "Tian Yang
The city lord of Yangcheng is entertaining the disciples of Panshen Palace, and the carriage is being guarded by cultivators from Tianyang City." Du Yang nodded and said: "Very good. Come on, take us there quickly." With that, Leng Xuan
Leng Xuan and others quickly entered Tianyang City under the guidance of the three men. When entering the city, Leng Xuan found several cultivators lying on the roadside. Judging from their attire, they were obviously the guards responsible for the city gate of Tianyang City.
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Not long after, everyone secretly came outside a spacious courtyard. Leng Xuan looked around and saw six guards standing ten steps outside the courtyard. When Du Yang saw this, he asked in a low voice: "How many people are there inside?"
?" A man said: "Ten." Du Yang nodded slowly and said: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Leng, you will be responsible for the people outside later, and we will handle the ones inside." Leng Xuan nodded and said: "
No problem." After saying this, he moved like a gust of wind, rushing towards the guards outside the courtyard. Suddenly, with a few muffled groans, the guards were struck by Leng Xuan before they could react.
He passed out. At this time, Du Yang had already led more than thirty members of the Hongliu Sect into the courtyard. Immediately afterwards, a sound of swords clashing and shouts of killing came to Leng Xuan's ears from inside.
However, just when Leng Xuan thought that everything was going well for Du Yang and the others, Du Yang suddenly shouted loudly: "Retreat, retreat quickly." Hearing the sound, Leng Xuan immediately unfolded his body and leaped into the courtyard.
Looking at Du Yang who was covered in blood, Leng Xuan frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on?" Du Yang gritted his teeth and said, "We've fallen into a trap, let's go quickly." However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold voice.
A voice came from mid-air: "Do you think you can still escape?" Leng Xuan turned his eyes and saw dozens of cultivators rushing from all directions, surrounding everyone in the courtyard. At the same time, a
The middle-aged man slowly descended from mid-air to the roof. Looking at the people at Hongliu Gate, he sneered: "Do you really think that my Tianyang City allows you to come in and out at will?" After saying this, another man in Chinese clothes was heard.
The middle-aged man who obeyed said coldly: "I had expected that you would not give up easily, so I used a trick and replaced the cultivators in the carriage with my disciples from the Palace of the Gods. Everyone, I advise you to surrender obediently. Don't
It was pointless resistance."
Du Yang said coldly: "My Hongliu Sect disciples only die in battle and never surrender." After saying this, he shook the sword in his hand, raised his head and said: "If you have the guts, just come over." The man in rich clothes frowned slightly.
Said: "It seems that you are toasting instead of eating the fine wine. Well, since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you. Kill them!" As his words fell, dozens of disciples of Wan Shen Palace immediately moved their bodies.
, and rushed towards the people at Hongliu Sect. Seeing this, Leng Xuan said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will stop them." As he said that, a red light flashed in his hand, and amid a burst of clanging sword sounds,
Xuanyang Sword has already been taken, like a dragon swimming out of the sea, it has penetrated into the disciples of the Palace of the Gods.
For a moment, there were only screams and blood splattering. Although there were dozens of disciples in the Wan Shen Palace, none of them was Leng Xuan's enemy. In the blink of an eye, those dozens of disciples were injured.