A troop of soldiers and horses surrounded the place and were driving away the worshipers inside.
The leader among them was a man who was more than seven feet tall, with a slender figure and a white face. He was holding a Taoist sword and walked into this little-known temple step by step. However, he made a wish to the old temple who was still squinting in the sun.
Dao Yi.
"Uncle, you are fine."
What responded to him was three flashes of light that took the shape of flying dragons.
The white-faced man was seen not dodging or evading, holding a sword in one hand, but lightly holding a spell with the other hand. An earthy yellow light curtain flashed in front of him, blocking the three flying dragons that were attacking.
"Uncle, why are you like this? We are all from the same school after all. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so why bother to start a war?"
As he spoke, the white-faced man smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand flashed with a few mysterious runes. He was slashing at the three flying dragons that were still entangled with the light curtain, cutting them into phantoms and disappearing.
go.
"Besides, if my uncle doesn't show some real skills, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop Yan."
The white-faced man's name is Chu Yan - or Zhang Yan, and he is the supreme leader of the Black Mountain Army.
The Black Mountain Army originally came from the Yellow Turban lineage and appeared in the Taihang Mountains, so it was called the "Black Mountain Army". However, since Zhang Niujiao, the leader of the previous generation, was killed, the Black Mountain Army, under the leadership of Zhang Yan, has gradually merged with Yuan Shu and became Yuan Shu.
One of his thugs.
Zhang Yan was born in Taiping Dao and had learned some calculation methods. It was this man who led the soldiers to find the hiding place of Taiping Dao.
"Traitor! This is the dojo left by the great sage master, how dare you!"
I saw the old Miao Zhu Bu no longer looked as weak as he was. He was furious, with his beard and hair spread out, pointing at Zhang Yan. His aura so powerful that it frightened the soldiers around him to retreat.
"Traitor? We followed the great virtuous master just to have enough to eat. Now even the great virtuous master has died. We are fighting for a way to survive for ourselves. How can we be called traitors?"
In this storm of momentum, Zhang Yan was the only one who remained unmoved. He took a step forward and pointed his sword at the old temple to pray.
"Uncle Master, you are known as the authentic descendants of the great virtuous teacher. When we were chased by the Han Dynasty and had no way to escape, where were you? When my eldest brother Zhang Niujiao was shot to death by a stray arrow, where were you? You were a coward!
"
At the end of the story, Zhang Yan's face was still full of ferociousness.
"Today is the day for the Yangzhou side of Taiping Road to die!"
"If we have different Taoism, we should not conspire with each other! It's useless to talk more. If you want to harm me, Yangzhou, first step over my corpse, the old Taoist!"
I saw Laomiao Zhu clasping his hands together, and a figure more than ten feet tall appeared out of thin air behind him.
[Immortal Law·Dharma Appearance Heaven and Earth]!
The ten-foot-tall giant bluffed with his right hand, and a whisk appeared out of thin air. With just a sweep, a strong wind flashed through the whisk, blowing countless soldiers away. Even the powerful man
Zhang Yan had to move out of the way to stabilize her body.
"What a great magic! I haven't seen you for many years, and my uncle's cultivation has improved a lot. I didn't expect that he has already developed magical powers."
"Zhang Yan! You betrayed the master and helped the tyrants to do evil. Today I will clean up the family for Zhang Niujiao!"
Although the Dharma Body is huge, its movements are extremely flexible - I saw the huge Dharma Body approaching quickly, and a giant palm slapped Zhang Yan head-on!
"Uncle Master, why are you so anxious?"
As he spoke, Zhang Yan was seen exerting force with his feet, and his figure was like the wind, but he easily avoided the blow. He clapped his hands gently, and the rear army formation separated, and a row of swordsmen and axe-hands were seen.
Walk out of the array.
And those under that sword and ax were the Taiping Taoists captured by Yuan Shu.
"It is not a pity to die of Yan, but if Yan dies, these brothers will probably go to hell with Yan."
"How's it going, uncle?"
"mean!"
Taiping Dao's original intention was to use Yuan Yao in exchange for these believers who were caught by mistake, but if these believers were all dead, then this plan would be meaningless.
"Aren't you afraid that we will kill Yuan Yao..."
"You don't dare."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yan.
"The eldest son is the only card in your hand. If the eldest son dies, these believers will be dead - the full revenge of a prince is not something you and others can withstand."
While speaking, Zhang Yan waved his hand gently, and saw two axe-hands in the front row raising and lowering their knives, and the heads of the two leading Taiping Taoists fell to the ground on the spot.
"But we dare, we have many cards."
"you!"
I saw the Faxiang Tiandi punching the ground hard, a powerful shock wave spreading outward from the center of the fist, and finally half-kneeling on the ground.
"What do you want?"
"Uncle Master, Yan Jing, you are the elder. All you need to do is retreat. Yan will never embarrass you. You can even take these followers away. How about letting this go for today?"
The old temple's Zhu's face was uncertain.
The number of followers Zhang Yan brought was only a few hundred, less than one-tenth of the number of followers captured by Yuan Shu, but it still convinced the old temple to throw a rat weapon.
Lao Miao Zhu is Zhang Jiao's secret agent arranged to guard the underground palace, and he is also the strongest local combat unit. If he retreats, it will be almost impossible to withstand the attack of Zhang Yan's army with the help of the old, weak, sick and disabled who are lingering in the underground palace.
"Uncle Master, please take these believers away first, and the rest of Huan will take care of themselves."
[Secret Method·Thousand-mile Sound Transmission]
Lao Miaozhu sighed deeply, and the Dharma Appearance Heaven and Earth shrank rapidly as if it was leaking air, and returned to the appearance of the amiable old man.
I saw Laomiao Zhu wave his right hand, and the believers who were originally bound by the sword and axe turned into streams of green energy and penetrated into his sleeves. He made a bow to the void, and then pinched
He made a magic decision and summoned a dark cloud.
"Take care of yourself."
During this period, Zhang Yan didn't make any move, she just watched the old Miao Zhu leave.
"Zhang Yan! I am Wu Huan, the commander of Yangzhou Fangqu. Yuan Yao is in the underground palace of this great virtuous master. He wants to save people and comes here to fight!"
It’s still a sound transmission thousands of miles away.
Zhang Yan had a slightly sarcastic smile on her face.
"As expected, you are still a tortoise. Without the protection of your uncle, you will just hide in the turtle shell. That's fine, let someone come and meet you!"
The entrance to the underground palace is hidden by a formation and cannot be opened except by the magic of Taiping Dao.
But...it just so happens that I, Zhang Yan, can do it too!
I saw Zhang Yan perform a spell, and several mysterious talismans appeared in the air, floating in the air as if they were real, and then disappeared into the Dao sword in Zhang Yan's hand one by one.
I saw Zhang Yan holding a sword flower and stabbing down hard with the Dao sword in her hand!
"open!"
Starting from the ground where the Dao sword was pierced, mana radiated out in all directions, forming a mysterious array, which was the [Teleportation Array] that went straight to the ground!