"You wait to entangle these two madmen! The Holy Fire Sect Saint has run away, but it doesn't run too far, so you must catch it!"

In the White Horse Temple, one of the twelve masters of Tongwu shouted to the people following behind him, and wanted to get up and go around the monk Lei Yelang who was carrying the elite Heluo soldiers in front of him, and went out of the White Horse Temple.

But as soon as the Tongwu Cultist rushed forward, he was shot and repelled by the Heluo Gang's crossbow behind him.

These church members are more loyal than their martial arts, but they are almost ill-fated. Without the heavy true energy, it is difficult to defend against such close-range arrow shooting. The Heluo Gang was prepared and brought enough bows and crossbows to guard the wall.

The bandits of the Demon Cult were unable to rush out at all.

Those masters wanted to give up the obstacles and do the important things, but as soon as they got together, a domineering sword aura came towards them, quickly and ruthlessly, forcing them back to the ground from the air.

"Where to go!"

The round Lei Ye's single-handed sword was covered with blood, and his wealthy shirt was like a crazy tiger. He ignored the pursuit of two or three masters behind him, and attacked the person who landed like a desperate attempt.

He ignored it and waved the knife and slashed randomly. The Qiufeng sword was as fast as the wind, and led Lei Ye to attack and kill, pulling a group of demon sect masters into the sword formation, and fighting the idea of ​​delaying the battle.

Just half a quarter of an hour after the war started, Lei Ye was hit several times, with a large area of ​​frost hanging on his body, but he seemed to be unknown.

He also held the master of the periphery, and was about to fall into a desperate situation of seven or eight people, Lei Ye yelled, his eyes were covered with blood, and the sharp blade in his hand was wrapped around Liufeng's true energy, which was another three-pointer.

Turning around, the autumn spirit became stronger and stronger. The fast sword method pulled out the death-taking light blade and forced everyone behind him back. When he pointed to the ground with his toes, his fat body crashed forward like a ball.

The force became strong from feminine and strong, and he slashed forward with a single sword. The master Tongwu, who was holding the Fenglei stick, sneered and raised the mature copper stick to block the attack.

This fat man, the trapped beast is still fighting!

As long as you entangle him and walk forward with your fellow men behind you, you can take away his life even if you move him!

"Bang"

The sword and the stick collided with each other, and the face of Tongwu master who thought very well changed drastically.

The force coming from this knife was wrong!

Too big!

The extraordinary power was like a small hill hitting him, which made the copper stick in his hand flip downwards, and the impact was too fierce, causing the famous blade in Lei Ye to break through the wind. The sharp blade flew away, and the mature copper stick was divided into two.

The red-eyed Master Lei did not retreat but advanced, and his round body hit the master.

A long sword in his hand stabs forward quickly.

"puff"

The cold air of the body protects the body is broken, and the frosted blade enters the heart.

The master was stunned and fell to the ground with blood splattering everywhere. He was stabbed by a knife. He was pulled out by Master Lei. The blood splattered, but the man also had cruelty in his eyes.

I underestimated this fat man.

But he was also dead. Seven or eight masters behind him chased him. So what if he killed himself with a secret technique?

He can't survive either!

Change one, you won’t lose money!

"Don't hurt my brother!"

The roar shook the sky like a violent tiger hurting people. The blood-stained gray monk robe swung, and the black Buddha stick covered with blood swung around, sweeping around. The black Buddha stick was wrapped in true energy. The low sound of the wind broke the wind made people's scalp numb.

If this stick is defeated, even a master will suffer and be injured.

Wei Tuo’s magic subduing stick, the martial arts of the Western Regions Buddhists, emphasizes the strong and powerful, and the sword is hit by a sharp and powerful stick. Every move and move has the feeling of a Vajra subduing demon.

"Clang"

The Lang Monk who was chasing the master, his feet cracked, and he swept out with one stick, without stopping, pulled down four Buddhist beads on his neck and slammed his hand in all directions.

When the Buddhist beads fell to the ground, strange smoke rose up, covering the area where the corpse was everywhere.

The masters of the Demon Sect knew something was wrong, and each of them retreated quickly. However, Lang Seng and the brothers Lei Ye had been fighting for decades, and they had almost no words to communicate. The smoke rose up, and the two of them rushed towards the closest master of the Demon Sect at the same time.

The Buddha stick swept across the front, and the loyal fist hits behind.

"Click, click"

With only two dull sounds, the monk broke the man's protective energy, and Lei Ye's fists were like cannons, hitting the back.

The force of the fist entered the body, making the master's eyes wide open, his mouth was opened and his blood was sprayed. He was unable to protect him, and he saw the deathly Buddha stick hitting him again, and he was fierce and had no chance of survival.

"Bang"

When several masters of the Demon Cultivation blew away the smoke with their palm wind, their heads were smashed out of the smoke and were hitting the feet of the remaining people.

The head jumped a few times, causing the masters of the Demon Sect to look at each other.

The twelve of them came from different sects, and they were all under the command of Zhang Chu to hunt down the Holy Fire Saint, thinking that the twelve masters of the Earth List were sweeping here.

But the fat and thin Heluo gang members were so difficult to deal with.

Lei Lie and Henming Lang Monk are also masters on the earth. It is rare for the two of them to cooperate in a wonderful way, and they both have the intention of fighting to the death and the intention of fighting wildly. In less than a stick of incense, three masters died under the joint attack of these two people.

There were only nine left of the twelve masters.

"hey-hey"

Seeing the master of the Demon Sect being intimidated, Lei Ye, who was gasping for breath, whispered and swung his hands casually, and blood fell from the Greedy Wolf's sword.

"Shen Qiu's knife is indeed good."

He leaned on a famous knife and took advantage of this short time to recover his breath and said to the tired monk next to him:

"Shen Qiu is generous. Unfortunately, Lao Lei can't use the shaking treasure blade, otherwise, the native chicken and tile dog in front of him, brother, you can see that Lao Lei will destroy it alone!"

The monk glanced at the knife in Lei Master's hand, then looked at the bloodshot that had not yet dissipated in Lei Master's eyes. He leaned on the Buddha stick and whispered:

"Why can you do that Shen Qiu's unique skill in exploding clothes?"

"Two months ago, I used the Qiufeng Sword, the Dragon Bird Sword Qi and the Liufeng Heart Method."

Mr. Lei said:

"It's just for this desperate fight tonight. Hey, this magical skill is really useful when you fight to the death!"

"Then you were deceived by Shen Qiu."

The monk was like he heard something fun, his face was covered in blood and full of smiles. He laughed loudly, grabbed the Buddha stick, and said proudly to Lei Ye:

"I only used one Wei Tuo magic-subduing stick method to change the Explosive Clothes Technique."

Between the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the two brothers faced the twelve masters and fought three of them. Although they sacrificed their own lives and helped each other, they were still panting.

The fire in White Horse Temple is getting bigger and bigger.

The heavy smoke kept blowing into the battlefield, making people breathe a little uncomfortable, and the scorching aura also restricted the cold air of the Tongwu master, and the flames were raging, illuminating the desperate situation of fighting, which led to a river of blood flowing.

The two people ahead fought to the death.

The nine people in the back were filled with thoughts.

"Let's listen!"

Master Lei took a deep breath, raised the Greedy Wolf Knife borrowed from Shen Qiu in his hand, pointed the blade forward, and he yelled in a hoarse voice:

"But I don't even think about going there tonight when my brothers are at this level! Even if I die, I will have to pull a few people in the underworld!"

The monk beside him turned his eyes and he also loudly persuaded him:

"This saint's affairs are the internal affairs of the Holy Fire Cult. You are not the Holy Fire Cult. Why fight with us and retreat?

The battle at Luoyang City Gate has been exhausted, and hundreds of birds and phoenixes appear in Luoyang today, which has already shown you that the tricks will be destroyed.

If you have a great life, why bother to die?”

One person pretended to be blushed, the other person pretended to be blushed, and three other masters were dead. The remaining nine people were a little shaken. Those who could reach the martial arts list may not be very smart.

But definitely not a fool.

Who cares about his life?

The two people in front of him are as powerful as crazy as a tiger. If they continue to fight, there will definitely be casualties. Even if they use the power of nine people to fight to the death, it will be a great disadvantage.

Why not withdraw?

The nine masters looked at each other and were silent.

This made the Langseng Lei Ye seem to see a glimmer of hope to reverse the situation. The two of them were about to persuade him, but suddenly there was a roar and it came from the height of the temple.

"Clang"

With a loud noise, a man smashed into the burning pavilion like a cannonball. The cold air splashed everywhere, destroying the raging fire in an instant. After a few breaths, the Northern Dynasty National Master, with his arms hanging and a disgrace, rushed out of the ruins.

The cold air in his hand roared and slapped a palm into the sky. The frost condensed, like five fingers slamming into the sky, but was broken by heavy punches.

The leader of the martial arts world fell from a high altitude, and the Liangyi Divine Fist brought the Crazy Dragon to fight to the death. As the true energy exploded, he was beaten to death by the fierce fists again.

"Kill! Kill me!"

The extremely embarrassed and happy joy was almost mad. He glanced at the situation in the field with his naked eyes and shouted loudly at the people in the field:

"You can't break Luoyang, you can't kill Lei Lie, and you and others are not guaranteed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Tongwu Sect was hit by Ren Haogang with a fierce punch. The ice chips flew everywhere, like hidden weapons shooting in all directions. The Liaodong man sprayed out the cold blood beads and fled out with no life.
To be continued...