This group of Xitian Sect masters has a large number of people and is not weak in strength, but in front of Da Niu and Liang Pi, they only lack the determination to fight to the end!
Compared to Daniel, Liangpi and the others, they followed me all the way to Tianjin Mountain and were already red-eyed with murder. Plus, seeing me covered in blood suddenly aroused their murderous intent...
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"Kill these bald donkeys and avenge our big brother!" Da Niu roared in front, and he entangled three or four Western Heaven Sect masters alone. He danced with a huge ax in his hand like a tiger, and that
Three or four Xitian Sect masters tried their best for a long time, but instead of getting even close to Daniel, Daniel took the opportunity to chop down two of them.
As soon as Daniel succeeded, Liangpi showed no sign of weakness. He flipped the soft sword in his hand, as dexterous as a ghost, and quickly stabbed the body of a Xitian Sect master, and then kicked him into the corpse realm.
The billowing heat wave below instantly burned the master's body completely, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream...
Similar battles soon happened to other people one after another. Even Fatty Deng, with the help of Yisong, beat a weaker Xitian Sect master to the point of moaning. After a while, that guy
The Xitian Sect master finally couldn't stand Fatty Deng's shameless moves that specialized in his lower third lane. He turned around and tried to run away, but was soon chased by Yisong, who then cut him to the ground with a sword.
"Yisong, don't try to steal my head." Fatty Xia said with a tigerish face.
"What did Mr. Xia say? I obviously did it myself." Yisong shrugged.
Fatty Xia was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, and said: "Go on, I've been fighting for a long time, but the result is all your fault. Don't follow me, don't try to steal my head again..."
"Yes, yes, I am no longer with Mr. Xia."
Yisong had no choice but to turn around and look for other opponents, but in less than a few seconds, Fatty Xia had already ran to his side and said: "Comrade Yisong, I think it is not impossible for the two of us to join forces...
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Before Yisong could react, Fatty Xia's fleshy face twitched. He went straight to a master from the Western Heaven Sect who was rushing towards him and said: "You are a thief and a bald donkey. If you have the ability to compete with my younger brother, you must win against him."
I challenge you!"
After Fatty Xia finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, directly throwing the slightly stronger Xitian Sect master to Yisong, causing Yisong to roll his eyes...
While Fatty Xia was looking around for someone to attack, I saw that the Butcher and the Drunkard had already been chasing for a long distance, beating the masters of the Western Heaven Sect until they were unable to attack them.
This butcher and drunkard was already a famous figure when he was young. Even though he is old now, his skills are not much weaker than those of young people.
Especially when dealing with this group of Xitian Sect masters, the butcher and the drunkard changed their usual gentleness and became very fierce in their attacks.
I saw it in my eyes, and I knew in my heart that these two old antiques probably saw the tragic scene of those innocent old, young, women and children being pushed into Duantian Cliff by the evil monks of the Western Heaven Sect, so the blood that had been drained long ago was rekindled at this moment.
Come out!
I gritted my teeth and slowly stood up. Deng Youde beside me was applying some weird medicinal powder on my body that I couldn't recognize.
Although the color of these medicinal powders seems ordinary, their efficacy is very obvious. After Deng Youde sprinkled these medicinal powders on my wound, I first felt an irritating burning sensation, and then there was a strong
A warm and cool feeling came, and the bleeding from the originally bloody wound began to stop, and the bloody wound above also gradually showed signs of healing...
"Boy, don't move, the bleeding has just stopped!" Deng Youde said to me.
I frowned, my eyes always falling on the battle not far away. Although Daniel and Liangpi were sure of victory, I couldn't feel happy because I knew that the Xitian Sect masters had not been completely defeated so far.
Obviously because they are still waiting for the opportunity to counterattack!
And this opportunity to counterattack is the action of the three Ming Kings!!
"Deng Wude, go call the butcher and the drunkard back and see if they can think of a way to destroy the world of corpses," I said.
Deng Youde nodded in agreement. After applying the medicine on my last wound, he quickly ran forward. Even he knew that there was a dark cloud hanging over us on the battlefield...
I took a look at the wound and moved my body. At this time, the fairy sister also came over.
"Are you okay?"
It was extremely rare for the fairy sister to take the initiative to show concern, which made me a little stunned.
I quickly came to my senses and said, "It's okay."
The fairy sister nodded, but in the next second, I saw a hint of worry suddenly appear on her beautiful face.
"No, I feel a strong breath..."
Before the fairy sister could finish her words, I also frowned.
"I feel it too!"
My heart was shocked, and I quickly shouted to Yisong: "Go, call all the drunkards and butchers back, gather everyone's strength, and try to destroy this corpse realm!!"
When Yisong saw my serious face, he quickly ran over to the drunkard and the butcher without saying anything!
But before Yisong could approach the drunkards and the others, I saw a figure slowly walking out from behind the Xitian Sect master not far away!
This figure was old and skinny, with a barren head. He was wearing a faded light red cassock. The wrinkles on his face were several layers deeper than those of Fatty Xia's double eyelids. When he looked at them suddenly, he exuded an air of disdain.
A powerful aura that no one can ignore!
Obviously, the aura that the fairy sister mentioned was emanating from this old man!
At a glance, I saw that this skinny old man was very old. From his appearance, he looked like an old man about to be buried in a coffin. He was as skinny as a bamboo pole, and his eyes were cloudy, but when he squinted slightly, his eyes were chilling...
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The skinny old man walked over slowly, his movements extremely slow, but the group of Western Heaven Sect masters in front of him seemed to have seen a savior. Without saying a word, they all knelt on the ground on the spot, regardless of what was happening at their feet.
There are also many companions who are struggling to die!
"Greetings to King Vajra Yaksha, may King Ming live as long as heaven and may Buddha's virtue be boundless..."
These Xitian Sect masters are not weak in strength, but they are not willing to give in too much when trying to flatter them.
But when the skinny old man glanced at the Xitian Sect masters kneeling in front of him, his wrinkled old face slowly revealed a sneer that was uglier than crying.
"A bunch of trash..."
The skinny old man uttered these words softly, then waved his hand, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. Before the masters of the Xitian Sect who were kneeling on the ground could recover, the strong wind directly swept them into the corpse realm.
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There is a billowing heat wave under the Corpse Realm. If a corpse falls, it will be instantly burned to death, let alone a living person.
As soon as the skinny old man took action, I was immediately surprised!
This guy didn't take into account the merits of those Xitian Sect masters who were still fighting us desperately just now, and directly rolled them all down the corpse realm...
For a moment, countless screams rang out. Those Xitian Sect masters who had been fighting desperately for their beliefs just now were killed by their beliefs in the blink of an eye. They didn't even have time to resist.
The billowing heat wave that fell into the realm of corpses was instantly burned away, leaving not even a trace of ashes behind...
There were dozens of Xitian Sect masters. When most of them were swept down by the strong wind, a few fish that slipped through the net were about to run away, but they were quickly caught by the skinny old man, and then
Forcibly crush his neck, tilt his head and he will no longer be able to breathe!
Seeing this scene in front of me, I couldn't help but take a breath of air!
This skinny old man is undoubtedly the Three Great Ming Kings of Xitian Sect, but his actions are much more cruel than anyone I have ever seen!
After the skinny old man cleared away the masters of the Western Heaven Sect in front of him, he immediately looked towards me without changing his expression. The nearest person in front of him was the drunkard butcher, and as soon as his eyes glanced away, I saw the corner of his mouth.
It evoked a cold smile.
"Be careful!" I shouted quickly to the drunkard and the butcher.
But before I could finish my words, the skinny old man had already taken action!
This old monk, who is known as King Vajra Yaksha, is domineering and mighty despite his name, but his vicious methods are far superior to those of the masters of the Western Heaven Sect!
At this moment, I finally understood that only a person with such cruel methods would do something so contrary to nature and use the lives of innocent old, young, women and children to build corpses...
The skinny old man's movements were rapid, but his attack was as fast as lightning. Just as the butcher and the drunkard were about to retreat, he had already appeared beside the butcher and the drunkard.
The skinny old man narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Those losers are all dead. Now, it's your turn."
The butcher's face darkened, and he immediately rushed forward without retreating. He quickly raised the sharp butcher knife in his hand and slashed at the skinny old man's body!
But the strange thing is that when the butcher's knife, which can chop down mountains, only made a dull sound when it hit the skinny old man, sparks flew from the butcher's knife, and the skinny old man opposite him
, but remained unscathed.
"Do you know why I am called Vajra Yaksha Mingwang?" The smile on the skinny old man's lips gradually turned cold, and he continued: "Because I have the body of Vajra, and no weapon can hurt me at all..."
The butcher's expression changed drastically, and at this moment the skinny old man also took action.
The skinny old man stretched out a bark-like arm and lightly punched the butcher. The butcher gritted his teeth and raised the butcher knife and struck hard. But as the skinny old man's punch fell, I saw the butcher's body being thrown to the ground in an instant.
mid-air, and then fell heavily into the rolling heat wave under the corpse realm...