The three people who were fighting fiercely suddenly noticed that three innate masters were flying towards them, and they suddenly became nervous.
"Who?"
Gong Yunshan looked at the three people wearing yellow robes in surprise.
Li Wanshan stepped back and looked at the three people who had suddenly arrived, his eyes shining brightly.
Lan Yuehou's expression moved slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth.
Everything that was supposed to come has come, and now it’s time to close the net. They just don’t know how much they can gain this time.
"Amitabha!"
The three of them came closer and chanted at the same time.
These three people are naturally the three secret masters of the Yemu Organization, Garuda, Asura and Mohuraka.
Among them, Garuda is a slender old man with white beard and hair, while Asura is a tall man, holding a wooden stick, and looks extremely tough. As for Mahaluka, he looks relatively ordinary, neither tall nor short, neither
Fat or not, his movement is extremely weird. Even just standing there, he gives people the feeling of a phantom.
The Night Man Organization is not a Buddhist force, and the three secret masters in front of them are not monks. It is just that the Maurya Dynasty respected Buddhism and its rituals were based on Buddhist rituals, so they chanted 'Amitabha'.
"Who are you?"
Gong Yunshan couldn't help it first and asked.
"We are all those who can overcome demons." Garuda took a step forward, with a kind smile on his old face, and his deep eyes filled with compassion for the world.
His gentle words gave people a feeling of spring breeze. In this chaotic battlefield, he seemed to be from a Bodhisattva who sympathized with the world and seemed particularly special.
Gong Yunshan's eyes wandered back and forth between Lan Yuehou and Garuda, and he thought that the three of them were Lan Yuehou's helpers.
Especially Lan Yuehou's half-smiling expression made him confirm what he was thinking.
But soon, his idea was shattered.
"You are all demons, and we are here to save you and become Buddhas!"
Garuda said softly.
His voice was calm and gentle, and as his voice floated, it seemed as if everything around him became calm.
The cries of death on the battlefield, the splattering blood, and the falling limbs all seemed to have nothing to do with him.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, he raised his hand, with a faint golden light shining on his body, and rushed towards Lan Yuehou.
With one palm shot, it had the power to overwhelm mountains and seas. The majestic power was so great that it directly lifted away the soldiers fighting around.
Even a giant elephant couldn't help but let out a howl and then fell to the ground under this majestic palm.
Lan Yuehou's eyes flashed, and he suddenly rose up from the ground. His spear was like a dragon, soaring into the sky, and facing the thick palm, it burst out with overwhelming power.
Bang~~
The gun light collided with the palm of my hand, sending out a dull upward motion.
The bright spear light broke off like ice crystals colliding on hard rocks.
Garuda's figure was high in the sky, his khaki robe floating, and his eyes looked at Lan Yuehou with compassion.
"Your Excellency, you have become a demon. How about you let me take you to the Paradise?"
He said it very seriously, not joking at all, as if he could really make people enter the paradise world.
The corners of Lan Yuehou's mouth twitched slightly. He felt that the old guy in front of him was a bit annoying.
This bitch actually said he was possessed by a demon and wanted to save him.
"It's better for me to send you to the Paradise of Paradise!"
Lan Yuehou said coldly, and then the spear trembled violently, and the strong spear intention came out, and the strong light wrapped around the spear.
With a bang, Garuda was rushed away by the powerful spear spirit.
Lan Yuehou was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and the dark-black spear turned into a brilliant streak of thunder that penetrated the sky. The blazing spear light seemed to be on fire, and it struck down with a roaring sound as it broke through the air.
Garuda's face became more solemn, he raised his palms, and golden brilliance condensed in his palms.
Bang!
The spear and the palm collided again, and the huge collision sounded like thunder.
Immediately afterwards, the figures of the two people flashed at an extremely fast speed, the sharp spear light and the thick and solid palm movements collided one after another, and the bang-bang-bang sounds came one after another.
Seeing this, Gong Yunshan's eyes flashed. He was a little unclear about the situation now.
These three people who suddenly appeared were obviously not invited by Lan Yuehou, but they were not invited by him either.
Whether it was an enemy or a friend, he was a little confused.
There is a saying that the enemy of your enemy is your friend, but the enemies of the three enemies in front of you may also be your enemy.
Just when Gong Yunshan hesitated, Asura, holding a black stick, suddenly rushed towards Li Wanshan. At the same time, Mohu Luojia also turned into an afterimage and came to Gong Yunshan.
The strange figure almost made Gong Yunshan unable to react.
With a sweep of his sword, he blocked Mohu Luojia's attack, and Gong Yunshan immediately retreated.
After getting away from the opponent, Gong Yunshan immediately ran towards Nanyang City.
Something is wrong!
The alert Gong Yunshan's first thought was to escape and then figure out the situation.
The two of them chased and escaped, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the gate of Nanyang City.
"Mao Jiang! Help me!"
he shouted loudly.
Upstairs at the city gate, Mao Jiang looked down at Gong Yunshan with a sneer on his lips.
Today is such a great day!
Every prey looked so stupid that he couldn't help but get a little excited.
Although he thought so in his heart, he still asked loudly: "Who is your Excellency and why are you here?"
He was drinking and asking Mohuraka.
At the same time, he took the halberd from the guard next to him. The crescent-shaped side blade shone with an icy cold light, and a chilling aura bloomed from his body.
The next moment, he jumped down from the tower like a bird.
The halberd in his hand slashed down with an icy aura.
Gong Yunshan couldn't help being shocked when he saw this.
He knew that Mao Jiang was an innate warrior, but the performance of Mao Jiang in front of him seemed to be no ordinary innate warrior. This icy mood already showed that Mao Jiang was at the very least an innate warrior who had understood the "meaning".
But he soon put aside his surprise. The stronger Mao Jiang was in the situation, the more beneficial it seemed to him.
Just as he was thinking this, the crescent-shaped side blade suddenly turned and flew towards him in the air.
Gong Yunshan was stunned for a while. Until now, he had never thought that Mao Jiang actually wanted to kill him.
Just as he was stunned, the sharp side blade sliced across his shoulder, tearing off the leather and flesh.
"ah!"
Gong Yunshan screamed.
"you!"
He looked at Mao Jiang in horror.
Mao Jiang grinned, his eyes a little more ferocious and joyful, even ferocious.
"Hahaha~~"
He smiled maniacally.
At this moment he seemed to have fallen into madness.
The joy of success made him unable to control himself.
Three years after that, three years after that, three years after another, and he has endured it for more than ten years.
At this moment, he just wanted to release the pressure and pain he had endured for more than ten years.
He has never forgotten that cold night when Lihuang called him to the study and confessed his heart to him under the dim candlelight.
Since that day, he has never slept peacefully. All he thinks about day and night is how to hide himself and how to gain the trust of certain people.
His son died under the sword of the barbarians, and he could not avenge his son.
He formed cliques in the three southwest states for personal gain and was stigmatized by countless people.
He kept his family anonymous and did not see each other for more than ten years. Even when his wife passed away, he did not even take a look.
Recalling all the past events, his expression became even crazier.
"Hahaha~~It's all over!"
The halberd thrust out with a decisive edge and pierced directly into Gong Yunshan's chest.
"You don't understand, you don't understand!"
"Gong Yunshan, you should have died long ago!"
He looked at Gong Yunshan ferociously, pushing the halberd forward with all his strength.
Gong Yunshan looked at him blankly.
He really doesn't understand!
He didn't understand why Mao Jiang went crazy and why he wanted to kill him?
Although he had been using Mao Jiang and always knew that Mao Jiang was dissatisfied with him, he never thought that Mao Jiang actually wanted to kill him.
"Why?"
He murmured in a weak voice.
Mao Jiang did not answer him. Perhaps Mao Jiang thought it would be more satisfying to let him die inexplicably.
The blood-red edge came out of his body. Mao Jiang still couldn't understand his hatred and violently waved the halberd in his hand.
Phew.
The sharp blade directly cut through Gong Yunshan's chest, almost breaking Gong Yunshan in two.
Gong Yunshan is dead!
He died very frustrated and ignorant.
Mao Jiang looked at his broken corpse with cold eyes, the halberd in his hand covered with blood.
"You've gone too far!"
Mohuraka came to his side and said softly.
Mao Jiang's face moved slightly, and his madness could not help but calm down a bit.
"I've put up with him for too long!"
"Your patience is not in vain!"
Mohuraka looked up at the chaotic battlefield.
As they joined, the situation on the battlefield became even more chaotic.
Lan Yuehou, Li Wanshan, Garuda, and Asura were fighting in a melee. The Mingyue Army and the Yuezhou garrison fought desperately with the barbarian army.
"It's almost time to end. Once these are resolved, Nanyang City will be yours from now on."
"Not only Nanyang City, but both sides of the Nanyuan River and thousands of miles of territory will be your territory!"
Mohu Luojia said calmly.
"Yes, everything should be over!" Mao Jiang exhaled a long breath.
But the next moment, his eyes turned red again.
Madness and ferocity crept onto his face again.
"It's over!"
Phew!
The sharp halberd flew forward again, and he looked at Mohuraka beside him with a ferocious smile.
The moment the halberd flew towards him, Mohu Luojia's heart suddenly trembled and his figure jumped a few times, but he still did not escape Mao Jiang's sneak attack.
"You're crazy!"
The sharp edge of the halberd pierced his shoulder, which was the result of his dodging. If he had reacted a little slower, the sharp edge would have pierced his heart.
"It's your turn! I've tolerated you for a long time." Mao Jiang smiled ferociously.
Although the sneak attack was not successful, he did not feel disappointed at all.
This puzzling and horrifying pleasure made him even more crazy.
Mohu Luojia pulled out the sharp blade, moved away from Mao Jiang, and looked at Mao Jiang with cold eyes.