Chapter 758 Opening the Heavenly Gate with One Sword
At this time, Silkworm Cocoon discovered an anomaly. The canopy of the nearby forest kept shaking, and a black shadow quickly passed through the pine and fir trees. The ravines and depressions in the mountains were difficult to block. One moment it was a small black dot, and the next moment it swelled to the size of an egg. , followed by sweet potatoes.
The two cocoons could not see clearly at first. Even if they focused their true energy on their eyes, they could only make out a bloated black shadow. Until a strong smell of blood came with the wind, they finally saw the true face of the black shadow, and the black shadow also They came to a convex rock less than ten feet away from them and stood there.
The blood-stained bald head, the blood-stained robe, the blood-stained Buddhist beads, and the blood-stained dragon-patterned sword were clearly an ascetic monk full of evil spirits, but these were not important. What was important was the black dragon accompanying the monk. Start with right ankle It went up, wrapped several times from the waist to the chest, then diagonally downward from the left shoulder through the chest, wrapped around the back, and then bent from the back to the right shoulder, with a neck more than a foot long raised and something like a snake but not a snake. , a head with horns and beards, shouted at the two of them.
Moth Cocoon was startled and quickly took out something that looked like a bamboo tube from behind. Silkworm Cocoon stopped pretending to be sick, put her hand into the sleeve of the cloth, and took out a handful of silver needles connected with silk thread.
At this time, the ascetic monk jumped again and hit the two people's position. The moth cocoon dodged backwards, slapped the cover on the bamboo tube, took a sharp breath and blew, the filaments in the bamboo tube quickly flew out, shaking in the wind, and wound around three times. After two windings, it turned into countless silk cocoons, wrapping the unknown but hostile ascetic and the black dragon on his body like rice dumplings.
Cocoon clenched its five fingers into a fist and swung it forward. The silver needles from the gaps between its four fingers shot out, pricking the ascetic's eyes.
This eye-catching blow went smoothly, the silver needle penetrated deep into the eyeball, and the silkworm cocoon was stunned in place. After a while, it thought of stopping, clamped the silk thread and pulled, and the silver needle separated from the body.
What surprised her was that there was no blood spurting out and no eyeballs being pulled out. The ascetic's endurance was staggering. The eye was punctured, and there was a clear needle hole in the middle, but no expression of pain was shown.
The next breath made his scalp numb. The ascetic's two eyeballs turned in an extremely uncoordinated trajectory. The puncture in the middle of the eyeballs healed quickly and returned to its previous appearance, while the dragon wrapped in silk twisted around. After a few movements, the flexibility was so high that the sword could not penetrate, and the special silk was torn from the middle by the knife. It was not that it collapsed due to being unable to withstand the strength, but that something had bitten the silk.
Soon, patches formed by tiny black particles appeared, and broken silk threads fell one after another. The ascetic's eyes brightened, and the moth cocoon felt bad. It was too late to dodge. There was a flower in front of his eyes, and a black shadow fell down. , and then there was the splashing blood, the rotating horizon, and the headless body leaning backward.
The silkworm cocoon was pricked with needles, and even activated the secret technique to attach its own blood to the silver needles and turn them into streaks of red light, but it had no effect at all. It could not break the ascetic's body at all, just like the experience of having his eyeball pierced just now. It's an illusion.
When the cocoon's head fell to the ground, I could vaguely see the dragon's head on the ascetic's right shoulder suddenly elongating, biting the cocoon's neck, lifting the man off the ground, shaking him back and forth, and blood spurted out several times. The head separated from the body and followed in his footsteps.
The black dragon's head retracted, and the bloody sword slowly sank. The expressionless ascetic glanced at Jiang You and walked towards the boat beside the river.
After a few breaths, the boat left the shore and headed for Longhu Mountain on the opposite side.
Soon, Huang Fangfu, the chief guest of the Xuanyuan family, walked out of the garden with two guests. He shuddered at the back of the dragon-wrapped demon monk standing in the center of the boat. He silently lifted the moth cocoon's head and dragged it deep into the forest by its ankles. at.
The two servants at the back followed the gourd and painted the scoop, and after processing the body of the silkworm cocoon, they threw the bamboo tube, silk and silver needles into the river.
At this time, Lin Xiao's voice came to mind in the courtyard: "Sister Dong, it doesn't count. This round doesn't count. Your horse has four legs, mine only has three. It limps when it runs. It must not be as fast as yours." . Stinky horse, bad horse, cheap horse...Zhao Fengya, why are you running, get my riding whip..."
Snap.
"Ah..."
Snap.
"Humph..."
"Lin Xiao, let's count you as the winner, okay?"
"No, I have to beat this beast to death today."
"She...is not an animal, she is a human being."
"My cousin said they were just beasts, and said that even if I cut them into pieces, it would still be the right thing to do."
Wang Chudong: "..."
Looking at the logic of the incident, Xu Xiao and Jingan Wang Zhao Heng teamed up to kill the Lin family male. Lin Xiao did have reason to torture Xu Weixiong and Xu Zhihu.
Huang Fangfo buried the cocoons in the cobwebs and walked back with two of his men. He happened to meet the men who went to investigate around Longhu Mountain and came back to report the news.
"How was it?"
"Longhushan has indeed joined forces with King Yan Ci."
Huang Fangfo looked up to the southeast, remembering what his new master had said to him last night. Li Chungang told Xu Xiao what happened outside Dahuang City, and Li Yishan used the power of the Fushui Fang to demonize him into two Zen temple monks. , killing people in the wild, killing all the clans and Confucian scholars, spreading the story, exaggerating that he is a world-destroying demon, even more evil than Gao Shulu, the heavenly man, and Liu Songtao, the leader of the demon sect, who only killed martial arts masters in the past. Zhao Chun took advantage of this and gave Zhao Bing a fatal order to keep the Lin family devil in Jianzhou.
Even if Yan Ci Wang Zhao Bing had another idea and did not want to lose his strength, he would have to lead his troops to surround the mountain and slay the devil together. After all, just looking at Lin Qing's attitude towards Confucian scholars and children of aristocratic families, it is clear that he wants to kill the interest groups and their dogs that control power and resources. If he cannot be stopped, it will not only be a matter of chaos in Liyang, but also the world. The general trend will be rewritten. This has touched the foundation of imperial rule. If we don't fight hard, one day the battlefield will reach Tai'an City and it will be too late.
"Wang Tongshan, the general of King Yan Ci, Mao Shulang, the best swordsman in southern Xinjiang, Cheng Baishuang and Ji Liu'an from Dragon Palace are all here."
Hearing this, Huang Fangfo frowned. It was normal for Wang Tongshan, who was known as the best halberd user in the world and had the Vajra realm, to participate in the battle, because he was originally a fierce general under King Yan Ci.
It is easy to understand that Cheng Baishuang and Ji Liu'an, the guests of the Dragon Palace in Southern Xinjiang, came to help. After all, the palace owner of the Dragon Palace is the wet nurse of King Yanci's concubine. In terms of cultivation, Cheng Baishuang is in the Confucian Celestial Realm and is known as the number one master in Southern Xinjiang. Ji Liu'an refers to the swordsman of Xuan Peak. .
Of course, Cheng Baishuang dared to call himself the number one master in Southern Xinjiang because Mao Shulang, the swordsman from Southern Xinjiang, had sealed his sword and retired to seclusion. As someone who could compete with Li Chungang and compete with Gu Jiantang in swordsmanship, he was a real warrior in the celestial realm.
"Can't even Mao Shulang hold back and get on King Yanci's chariot?"
Huang Fangfo felt anxious for his new master, because he knew very well what would happen to him if Lin Qing died, even though the new master said everything was controllable.
"The Four Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain are the first wave, and the Beimang masters are the second wave." Huang Fangfo turned back and glanced at Bieyuan: "...In this third wave, King Yan Ci's army and the masters of Southern Xinjiang are the final ones. The ending, even Gao Shulu, the heavenly man back then, would not be able to escape death in this situation, right? ”
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The light on the chest sword rose sharply. As Li Chungang raised his sword to the sky, the clouds above his head were stirred. A vortex slowly formed and expanded rapidly, but it was not the blue sky over there. There seemed to be a faint brilliance emerging, vaguely outlining an illusory portal.
Within a hundred miles, everyone outdoors witnessed an extremely magical scene. Although they could not see clearly, the seven-colored light formed a rainbow bridge in the sky, and there seemed to be a portal standing on the opposite side.
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On the snowy plain of Huishan Mountain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng stared blankly at the two small black spots in the distance and the increasingly clear Tianmen, with a complicated expression. Until a scream woke her up, and when she looked back, she saw that Xuanyuan Dapan fell from the top of the aspirational loft because he was too excited. The ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, who had lost his power, was not much stronger than the bad old man. After this fall, he was already three souls away. Leave the body and go to hell.
Of course Huang Fangfo also saw this scene, as did the women in the garden, and the hermits around Longhu Mountain. They all looked at the portal appearing in the sky with excitement.
Twenty years have passed, and the Heavenly Gate finally appeared again, but the appearance of the Heavenly Gate does not mean that it will be opened...
On the Demon-Slaying Platform of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Xituan was pushed forward by a brutal charge from two dogs. His fly whisk rolled down and entangled with the stone railing at the edge. He took the opportunity to stabilize his body and looked up at the sky with a look of horror on his face.
One sword opens the gate of heaven!
Li Chungang tried his best.
As a wave of heat surged in, Zhao Xituan quickly turned around and saw the big dog smashing the small porcelain bottle hanging around his neck. A wisp of bright red entered his mouth, and his momentum increased sharply. Scales appeared on the surface of the knotted red muscles. , the antlers proliferate, the long beard flutters, and the true body of Qilin appears.
The ferocious beast suddenly spurted out a stream of flames. He squeezed the magic formula quickly and shot out a lotus shield to try to resist the flames. However, it was possible before, but that doesn't mean it can be done now. With a roar, the flames turned the lotus flowers and ignited them. The whisk and his robe hurriedly threw away the things in their hands, jumped off the stage and rolled a few times before extinguishing the flames on their bodies. Then they felt the pain on the back of their hands. When they raised it up, they found that their left hands were completely black.
Fire Qilin defeated the enemy with one strike and continued to pursue. He slapped his claws on the stone fence, leaving deep scratches.
At this time, an exclamation came from the bend leading to the back mountain: "Master!"
Zhao Xituan looked back and saw Xu Longxiang running towards him. Seeing the emergency, Xu Fengnian who was following behind fiercely drew two embroidered winter and spring thunder swords. The green snake swords in his two sleeves were slashed out. The fire unicorn raised its claws and slapped it, forcibly connecting with the Big Finger Mysterious Realm. The sword was unscathed, but the stone railing was shattered and it was difficult to stabilize his body.
At this time, another tiger roar was heard, and a black shadow rushed out of the forest behind Zhao Xituan, hitting the fire unicorn.
"The Black Tiger is here too?"
Zhao Xituan's face changed. This auspicious black tiger was once the mount of the previous headmaster Qi Xuanzhen. After Qi Xuanzhen was reincarnated, he settled down in Longhu Mountain. The low-level Taoist priests all showed their discipleship when they saw it, which shows its status in Longhu Mountain. Today, Longhu Mountain encountered a powerful enemy. Even it realized that the situation was critical and dared to come to help.
Just as he was thinking about it, the spirit beast with colorful black and white stripes pursued the victory, bit down, and grabbed Qilin's neck. Its long fangs actually left a white mark on the red scales, and Qilin roared loudly. , unable to break free, he could only slap his front paws on the ground, and streams of heat gushed out from the gaps in the scales. The black tiger was full of spiritual energy, as if he had an inner elixir, using the power of the demon spirit to resist the Kirin's body-protecting heat.
Xu Fengnian saw the right moment, jumped up high, the golden seal on his forehead flashed, the two swords intertwined, used the sword energy to roll the dragon wall, and the spiral sword drilled hard into the Qilin's chest armor, which actually caused him to drill out a series of spreading cracks, kaka Broken, Xu Longxiang also took the opportunity to join the battle group, using his natural power to punch the weak spot under Qilin's abdomen.
The combined efforts of Black Tiger's sneak attack, Xu Fengnian and Xu Longxiang finally put Qilin into crisis. If it continues, even if he doesn't die, he may be seriously injured.
roar!
A sharp roar rang out from the hillside dozens of feet away from the demon-slaying platform. As the tree crowns shook, a white shadow fell from the sky with strong winds and a terrifying sense of oppression.
(End of chapter)