Masked knight swordsman tower

Xie Nandian was still standing there leaning on Boss Silver's cane, while the giant golden ax in the enemy's hand on the other side was cut into two pieces.

At the same time, the enemy's golden helmet fell to the ground.

Just now, when the Golden Helmet God of War rushed over, his head and his big ax all crossed the horizontal line drawn by Xie Nandian himself.

At this time, it was the four of us who were most surprised.

"That guy has no head." Rhine muttered to himself while treating Li Moran.

To be precise, it's not that he has no head. The Golden Helmet General is completely armor, and his whole body doesn't even have the slightest human element.

Empty armor.

With a soft bang, the armor turned into a broken soybean and fell to the ground.

Bean soldiers?The veteran Taoist on the city gate has not yet made a move, but this method has already shocked the heavens.

"Guilt! Punish!" The same voice came, but in unison, the gold soldiers raised their weapons neatly and pointed their blades at Xie Nandian.

"It's all armor, no living people! Let go!" I told Xie Nandian, and put more energy on the old Taoist national teacher.

The national teacher finally made some movement. He seemed to be crying, but he stopped soon, and looked down at Li Moran who was thinking deeply.

"Who is making noise here? If you miss the blood sacrifice, you have to apologize to the people of the world." With a wave of his whisk, the old Taoist jumped down from the top of a building with more than ten floors, and fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

"Apologize to the common people in the world? If there is no common people in the world, do I have to apologize to that nobleman in the imperial city who is living in mediocrity?" Xie Nandian sneered dissatisfied.

"Nonsense!" The national teacher raised his eyebrows instantly.

With a yell, the Golden Bean soldiers behind him immediately rushed towards Xie Nandian in unison.

"Thousands of miles of ice, this is an amnesty!" Before Xie Nandian could make a move, Li Moran stood up at some point, and an ice-blue talisman paved an extremely cold road, instantly freezing everything around him.

"Sect Master, this place...is your dream." Li Moran's eyes have changed, he is no longer that cowardly little junior sister, but instead has the aloof temperament of a leader.

"Sect Master, although I have forgotten a lot of things, there are some things I have watched for many years, but I still dare not forget them." The one that the Grandmaster destroyed was no different.

"Batch products?"

"Where does the little yellow-haired boy dare to harm the country here?" The old man didn't listen to any words from Li Moran at all, he yelled angrily and swung the whisk, and even killed Li Moran himself.

"It's something to be happy to be able to compete with my former idol." Li Moran stretched out his fingers and connected the dots in mid-air, and countless talisman papers appeared in mid-air, reflecting half of the sky in blue.

"Little guy of divination, immortals don't just use talismans to fight." Not only was the old man not afraid when he saw this overwhelming scene, but he didn't even make a move, letting the long river of talisman paper wash over his body .

And Li Moran continued to let the runes proliferate automatically according to his previous fighting methods.

But at this time, the old man who was washed by the ice flow was a little impatient.

"Is that all? Bu's lineage is really in decline." The old man stretched out his hand, and a terrifying coercion instantly suppressed the audience.

Li Moran didn't think too much about this sentence, and the coercion became invisible in a single breath.

But during a breath, the old man appeared behind Li Moran like a ghost.

"After all, only the head teacher is proficient in the five major veins of mountain medicine, fate, divination, and astrology." Li Moran turned around and stabbed the sword in his hand, but just as she expected, the head teacher's whisk entangled the long sword tightly.

The two exchanged fists and feet in mid-air in such a posture.

"Vulgar!" The old Taoist, the national teacher and head teacher, rolled the dust and let go of Li Moran's long sword, but at the same time he pointed a sword finger, pointing directly at Li Moran's eyebrow.

"You are elegant." Li Moran's brows suddenly glowed with a golden light, and a small sword that was as long as one finger shot out* from the brows.

"Oh?" The old Taoist turned around suddenly in mid-air, dodging the deadly little sword, but a long gap was still drawn in the palm of his hand by the sharp little sword.

The old man tapped his arm a few times, and the flesh healed automatically.

Tears welled up in my eyes. As a modern person, this kind of fairy method generally only exists in ancient legends. Now I can see it with my own eyes, which is also a kind of alternative archaeology.

"That sword. It looks familiar." The old Taoist frowned, wondering if he had seen this little golden sword before.

"Of course it looks familiar. This is the last Kunlun treasure that the teacher gave to me." Li Moran held the sword in both hands at the same time, and a golden eye opened between his eyebrows, looking at the old Taoist with a smile.

At this time, the thunderclouds in the sky gathered together, and the clouds in the middle of the night were particularly red, and thunderclusters condensed as they continued to condense.

I changed from a languid standing posture to a serious one, and my uneasy mood of watching people fight has disappeared. I am not allowed to be distracted when dealing with that guy in the sky.

"Master Master, please be sober, this is just your dream, if you are trapped here, no one will be able to save you!" Li Moran shouted, I am a little surprised that the text is not right.

But now is not a strange time, the speed of clouds gathering in the sky is much faster than that of Jiancheng City, and I am afraid that Thunder and the giant hand will appear next.

"My dream?" Hearing these words, the Taoist priest became even more confused.

He stood in mid-air and fell into deep thought, but this behavior accelerated the thundercloud's condensation.

This time the thunder exploded, but the target was not us, but the old Taoist priest. When the thunder exploded, the old Taoist's Pingtian crown was shattered.

The old Taoist's hair and beard burst, as if he was crazy, but he still stood in midair like an elm lump.

Another thunderstorm, all of us dare not act rashly, as Li Moran said, if he is the head teacher of Kunlun, then it is not necessarily easier for a guy of this weight to get angry than a guy in the sky.

"Until all the thunder strikes were over, he didn't move. Could it be that he died?" Xie Nandian scratched his head and looked at Lei Yun and the old Taoist priest. There was no movement on either side and he didn't know what to do.

"Hahahahaha! It turns out that I am the most incompetent head teacher." Kunlun head teacher admitted his identity, and his body quickly became younger.

"Do you think that person looks like the second person above the Kunlun City Gate?" Rhine had an idea and discovered this.

"Is it really not a "god" on that door, but a strong man from Kunlun's sect?" I supported my back with both hands, but before I could divert my attention, the headmaster of Kunlun went completely crazy this time.