Thousands of members of the Huamen rushed over like a stormy wave, surrounded dozens of Taoist priests, and slashed wildly with their machetes.
Seeing these members of the Hua Sect fighting with the Taoist priests from Jingyue Temple, the Xue family father and son hurriedly retreated and ran towards the direction of the fierce battle between Ghost Pluto and the green-robed ancestor, hoping to help the sect master.
Ximen Lang glanced around, surveying the overall situation. After discovering the intentions of the Xue family and his son, he loudly ordered, "Stop Xue Wensheng and Xue Mo..."
The deadly peach lady Liao, the violent butcher Tie Meng, the bloodthirsty professor Pan Juji, the thousand-handed thief Jiang Li, the king of hundreds of battles Yang Ji, and the flying bat Diao Yuanqian flew up, blocking the way of the Xue family and his son, and fighting with them.
On the other hand, the rather fierce Yuyang Zhenren still had the upper hand with one against two, and waved the evil spirit sword in his hand to force Fang Bara and Lieyang Zi back continuously.
Ximenlang turned to Zhuque and said, "You take care of this girl here, and I'll go kill that treacherous Taoist."
Suzaku asked worriedly: "But you are injured, it seems serious, can you do it?"
Ximenlang shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, my injury has healed a lot. I'm not willing to kill that treacherous Taoist."
Suzaku nodded, "Well, be more careful." She shook her hands casually, and the golden swords were inserted into the ground. She untied the long package tied to her back and handed it over. "This is for you..."
"What is this?" Ximenlang took the package with some confusion and opened it, only to see the blood-condensing sword lying quietly inside. He said excitedly: "Great, so you brought the sword to me. Very thoughtful."
"Canglang" a dragon roared, the blood-coagulated sword was unsheathed, and Ximenlang flew over. The injuries on his body had not healed, and he was still extremely weak. Fortunately, he had the special physique of the golden snake and could repair the wounds on his own. His current condition He is much stronger than before and has recovered 40 to 50% of his power.
In an instant, Ximen Lang flew to the side of Master Yuyang. With his right hand shaking, he used the Arrogant Lingyun Sword Technique. The blood-coagulated sword swayed with red light and stabbed towards the opponent.
Master Yuyang suddenly noticed it, snorted coldly, swung his wrist sharply, and moved the black evil spirit sword towards the red light.
"when!"
The two swords met and splashed out blue-purple sparks, which was really gorgeous.
After all, Ximen Lang was injured, and his skills had not fully recovered. He only felt a huge force coming from the sword, forcing him to involuntarily move to the right. The huge impact caused tender | flesh to grow on his right chest. The wound burst open and blood gushed out, staining the monk's robe.
This was the first time that Master Yuyang faced off against Ximen Lang. He was secretly horrified when he saw that the boy opposite was holding a red sword and had extraordinary achievements. When he saw that the opponent's sword was not inferior to his Evil Spirit Sword, it was astonishingly powerful, and he even lost his voice and said: " Are you using a blood-coagulating sword?"
Severe pain surged through Ximenlang's body in an instant, but it further aroused the animal nature in his body. In the past few days, he had either been beaten violently by Ghost Pluto or insulted by Master Yuyang, and he had already felt a fire in his heart. Suddenly it exploded. He roared wildly, "You know what you are doing, so I will use this blood-coagulated sword to take your head off your neck." Then, he rushed towards you like he was desperate, and the blood-coagulated sword swayed out. Pieces of red light kept rushing past like clouds.
Fang Bala and Lieyangzi also launched attacks at the same time. The three of them surrounded Zhenren Yuyang and fought hard.
Not far away, Ghost Pluto and the Green-robed Ancestor were fighting fiercely in mid-air, with two pieces of the soul-destroying whip flying in all directions as they whipped wildly.
Afterwards, the two men fought in close quarters. Ghost Pluto's pair of black claws flashed back and forth, always attacking from unexpected directions, and many black shadows appeared. The jealous fists of the green-robed ancestor turned red, exuding a thick
The fishy smell makes people shudder.
King Gui Pluto saw the changes in the opponent's fists, and he was extremely surprised as he was well-informed, and said in a voiceless voice: "Blood Desire Demon Art... Could it be that you are the green-robed ancestor who disappeared more than ten years ago..."
A ferocious smile appeared on the green-robed ancestor's face, "It's me...you are using the Yin Claw, could you be the junior Ghost Pluto?"
King Gui Pluto was surprised when he saw the other party admit his guess. You must know that twenty years ago, the green-robed ancestor was so famous that he was called the master of the evil sect. The demonic blood-lust technique he practiced required sucking the blood of countless people.
The basics, its ruthlessness makes people palpitate. Damn it, I didn’t expect that boy Ximen Lang to be a disciple of this ruthless character. No wonder he has such cultivation at such a young age and can single-handedly inflict heavy damage on our Ghost Sect.
Ghost Pluto snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "Old guy, your Shiliang Sect has long since declined, and my Ghost Sect is the new comer, so let's fight to the death."
The green-robed ancestor said in a deep voice: "Great, I finally met an opponent who can compete with me."
At this moment, the two top-notch masters each displayed their unique skills, and their moves became faster and faster. Their lives were at odds with each other, and the battle was inextricable for a while.
The King of Ghost Pluto is not in any danger at the moment, but his two subordinates, Xue Wensheng and Xue Mo, are in danger under the siege of the six masters of the Huamen. Xue Wensheng was hit in the back by the Nether God Palm of the Flying Bat Diao Yuanqian, which was painful to the bones.
, now Mian
He was supported by strong support. His son Xue Mo was even more embarrassed. A large gash was cut on his face by the razor of the Thousand-Handed Thief Jiang Li, which disfigured his face. His chest was hit by the meteor hammer of the fatal peach blossom Liao, and three ribs were broken.
It's the end of the road.
At this point, the Xue family father and son did not care that their master, Ghost Pluto, was still in the midst of a fierce battle. Xue Wensheng tried his best to use his life-saving tricks. "Ice and snow," he heard a sneer, and countless cold air spread from his palms, shrouding the air.
All around, it seemed as if a huge cloud fell from the sky, wrapping a group of people in it.
Xue Wensheng shouted anxiously, "Mo'er, hurry up..." He rushed out first and fled.
When Xue Mo saw his father using this move, he immediately understood what he was thinking. He quickly got out of the air mass and followed behind his father to evacuate quickly.
The father and son ran for their lives extremely fast. In an instant, they climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared into the woods.
The sudden biting cold air made Diao Yuanqian and others shiver and sneeze wildly. When the air mass dissipated, the Xue family father and son could no longer be seen. One by one, they cursed, "Damn, these two bastards have let me down again."
They ran away."
"Two insidious guys, lackeys of the Ghost Sect..."
Aunt Liao glanced around and saw that Ximen Lang and the green-robed ancestor were fighting with the enemy, and she said: "Old Tie, Lao Pan, and Lao Diao, you three went over to help our ancestor fight the ghost Pluto. I, Lao Jiang, and Lao Yang
Go help the chief sect master."
Then, the Six Jue split into two groups, jumped up, and flew in different directions...